I just covet their strength

Chapter 333 Eloreus is the woman who can become my mother!
Under normal circumstances, Westhead might have simply thought it was a sign of shyness and not thought much about it.

But in a state of deep thought, Lord Qinghui's mind was extremely meticulous, and he recalled every detail of his past interactions with Eloreus.

As far as I can remember, Eloleus blushed very rarely. Most of the time he was smiling. It was more of a kind of expectation and excitement than shyness?
Westhead had always believed that Eloris liked the image of a powerful and majestic hero, and Queen Wind Law had always said so, but now thinking about it, this didn't seem to be comprehensive.

In the limited time they had spent together before, Eloreus had mostly behaved quite decently, but her proactive and extraordinary actions - when she fed him, when she rubbed his shoulders, and when she was healing him now - all seemed to be endearing and cute behaviors, but if you think about it carefully, there was something fishy about them.

My amazing wisdom told me a bold guess. It couldn't be... Never mind, let's give it a try.

As for whether he would be socially dead? Westhead wanted to see who dared to say bad things about him now? !

"Aeroleus."

Westhead pursed his lips and said:

"If you say so, then I do need you to do something. Can you pat my head?"

"!!!"

Elorius widened his eyes and asked in shock: "Why?"

Westhead said expressionlessly, "There's no reason. I just want to do this. Just consider it as satisfying my little habit."

But this was not quite convincing. Westhead thought about it and realized that if sincerity was not absolutely true, then it was absolutely insincere.

For the Thousand Laws! For the Ten Thousand Winds! Let’s go!

He took a deep breath again and said seriously:

"I think Eloreus is the woman who can be my mother!"

As soon as he finished speaking, let alone Queen Fenglu's reaction, even the servants beside him couldn't hold back anymore and looked at Westhead with a very subtle look.

What kind of play is this!?
According to common sense, shouldn't the elf loli be regarded as a daughter by the tall and strong man?

Is this a bit counterintuitive, or was it said by Westhead himself?
I thought Lord Qinghui was just a playboy, but I didn't expect he had such a side to him. It's really surprising.

It turns out that these are just flowers played by humans.

When Airolius heard this, his clear blue eyes immediately brightened up. He entangled the hair on his shoulders with his slender white fingers and said:
"If Weiweis likes this kind of acting, of course, absolutely! There's nothing wrong with that."

really!

A small change in the name made Westhead realize that his guess was probably correct, so he chuckled and half-knelt in front of the elf loli.

Airoleus clenched his fist with one hand and pounded his chest, as if trying to calm himself down, while the other hand slowly reached out and gently stroked the man's night-black hair.

At first, she was as careful as if she was brushing off the dust on a cultural relic. Then she unconsciously stood on tiptoe and stroked the man's soft black hair vigorously, feeling the fluffy gaps between the hair.

Elorius's pretty face was more rosy than ever before, and he said in a sweet voice:
"How about this? Is this okay?"

"It feels good, please continue."

"Ok!"

The elf loli nodded heavily, moved closer to the man, almost sticking to Westhead, and continued to stroke the latter's hair.

As if he was holding a pet, or as if he was obsessed with a treasure, Airolius's holy blue eyes were full of tenderness. Just like that, Airolius was allowed to indulge himself until the Queen of Wind Lv let go of her hands with satisfaction.

"Is this okay?"

But Westhead had already determined the route, so he naturally had to strike while the iron was hot. So he pondered for a moment and said:

"Although it's a little difficult to say, I want to rest my head on your thighs again."

Lord Qinghui blinked and explained his request:
"I know it's very presumptuous to ask this, but I can't help it."

"Is that so? There's nothing I can do about it. After all, I have to comply with Weiss's wishes."

Eloleus said that there was nothing he could do, but his pretty face was full of smiles.

So in this misty, warm and peaceful courtyard, the elf Loli knelt on the blanket, patted her smooth and white thighs under her pleated skirt, and said:

"please."

Westhead also lay down, resting the back of his head gently on the Queen of Wind Law's legs, which felt very tactile.

Seeing this, the accompanying attendants quietly left the hot spring courtyard, leaving the two of them alone.

I retreated, but not completely. It was right to avoid the intimate actions of the superior, but I also had to be vigilant at all times and be able to appear in front of the master at any time.

For people of the status of Lord Qinghui and Queen Fenglu, basically nothing is considered private, and they also know very well how to ignore the existence of others.

Looking up from Westhead's perspective, Elorius's extremely beautiful, flawless face was slightly flushed, her holy blue eyes sparkled, her elf-like lips slightly parted, and her voice was soft and gentle:
"Weiss, are you feeling tired?"

Westhead raised his hand and covered his eyes with his arm: "I am a little tired. I have been fighting all the time and I haven't had a good rest for a long time."

This is a lie. For an ambitious, greedy and enterprising person like Westhead, nothing can dampen his enthusiasm as long as he stays on the right track.

As for rest, it was true. After my injuries were healed by [Wanfeng Luyin], it was like a huge stone was finally lifted from my heart, and fatigue soon swept over me.

"Then go to sleep. It's okay. I'll always watch over you."

The mist in Elorleus' beautiful blue eyes became even thicker when he heard that. Westhead could feel the soft and tender body of the Queen of Wind Law trembling slightly. She placed her small hand on his face, and her tone could even be described as doting.

She gently stroked the man's cheeks and hair over and over again, unable to let go, but her movements would not disturb the other person, but would only make Westhead feel as if he were bathed in spring breeze.

While combing Westhead's hair, Eloreus began to sing a long and beautiful tune.

An Elf-style song, Westhead remembered it seemed to be a well-known nursery rhyme.

You really treat me like a child. It's hard to judge.

Wait, it seems that Elorleus also invoked the [Rhythm of Ten Thousand Winds] in his singing?
No, isn't that what you are supposed to do with divine power? What a waste of God's gift!

Even if Eloleus was trying to gather his strength, Westhead subconsciously felt it was ridiculous.

But in the midst of the song wrapped in divine power, he still couldn't help but immerse himself in an extremely sweet dream.

(End of this chapter)