That pitiful, helpless, heartbreaking look is really something that makes people want to... ravage it.

Fenghua stopped until she walked to the elf. She bent down slightly, squatted down, and looked straight at the elf: "What's your name?"

Bethel bit his lips gently, enduring the discomfort, and even the light of the ice-silver wings behind him became a little dimmed.

He slightly lowered his slender and curly black eyelashes, covering the light in his pupils and didn't speak.

The woman laughed.

That laugh seemed to overflow from the depths of a woman's throat, and it had an indescribable charm in the dark night, which was particularly seductive.

"Can't speak, or don't want to speak?" she asked with her delicate and slender eyebrows.

The elf's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the ice silver wings behind him, as thin as cicada's wings, flashed unconsciously.

Fenghua stretched out his slender jade fingers, picked up the elf's chin, smiled lazyly, and said, "Elf, I saved your life. If it weren't for me, you might have been eaten by a poisonous snake in one bite. I'm really sure I won't talk to me?"

The elf pursed his pale lips like a petal, and finally moved, and a dry sound came from his lips: "...Bei, Bethel."

This is the first time Bethel was born in this world and spoke, some of it was not too straightforward.

Intermittent, difficult to pronounce.

Feng Hua had known that the elf's name was Bethel, so he raised his hand and touched the elf's slightly messy long ice silver hair, and smiled: "Bethel? The name is so nice."

The elf's crystal clear ears were stained with a suspicious color.

I'm not used to having such physical contact with people, but I don't feel annoying in my heart.

"Ding! The target character Bethel, favorability level 5, strategy completion level 5!"

Bethel's eyelashes trembled slightly, raised them gently, curling the ice blue and dark red pupils under the black eyelashes, looking at the woman in front of him without blinking.

The woman's snow-white and delicate face was not a trace of blood, and her long burgundy hair was as gorgeous as blood, gorgeous and charming.

The hem of the palace tunic skirt was dragged long to the ground, and the dark silver complex patterns reflected the mysterious dark stream of light.

Such a close distance is more realistic than when it was vaguely far away.

Strictly counting, the elves were born in the world for only one day, and they were extremely simple in their minds. They only thought that the woman in front of them... was really beautiful.

Bethel only glanced and lowered his eyelids.

"Would you like to go with me?" The woman's lazy and smiling voice sounded quietly in the elf's ears.

Bethel's eyelashes trembled and he didn't say anything.

Fenghua was not in a hurry, her beautiful eyes were flowing, and she glanced at the side slantedly.

The poisonous snake was shaking in a ball.

Don't look at me, I'm not, I don't.

Fenghua withdrew her gaze, smiled slowly, and the tail sound rose slightly, "Or, you would rather stay here and be eaten by the poisonous snake?"

Fenghua said as he stood up, then quietly handed the poisonous snake a look.

The poisonous snake cooperated and spit out a bright red letter, making a hissing sound.

The complex and exquisite dark silver patterns on the waist of the pure black palace skirt are reflected in Bethel's pupils.

"Bethel, good boy, tell me if you want to go with me? My patience is limited."

"three."

"two."
Chapter completed!