"Miss, you... don't you think it's strange, don't you feel disgusted?" Jima asked blankly.

"Disgust? How could it be?" Ye Lan said naturally.It doesn't matter what kind of blood is mixed or not, but (love ài) is justice!

While talking, a hand involuntarily landed on Ji Ma's long pointed ears. The constantly shaking ears were very cute (love ài), making Ye Lan a little bit unbearable and wanted to touch them.

Just as the fingers touched it, Ji Ma's son, unable to control it, trembled violently, and a blush appeared on his face instantly.

Ye Lan's slender fingers rubbed gently, only feeling that the ears were very soft, and the touch under the belly of the fingers was very wonderful.

Ji Ma could only feel the speed of her heart beating, which instantly accelerated, and her rosy cheeks were almost dripping with water.

(Jiao jiāo) In the pretty little nose, the breathing became rapid.

A pair of beautiful eyes, like black gems, were filled with a layer of water mist.

"It's beautiful..." Ye Lan murmured softly.

It was these simple words that made Jima's heart skip half a beat.

very beautiful?

Wheat-colored skin has always been what Jima hated the most.

It is not the dark elves of the dark elves, nor the fairness of the forest elves, and the wheat-colored skin can tell at a glance that he is a hybrid of the dark elves and the forest elves.

Half-breeds, in this world, are looked down upon, even worse than trash.

Dark elves will not accept this kind of mixed blood, and forest elves also hate this kind of mixed blood, even in the human world, they are looked down upon by others.

Jima is different from her younger sister Delia. Delia's skin color still looks like that of a forest elf. As long as Delia doesn't say it, no one will know that Delia is a mixed race.

But Jima is different, because of this wheat-colored skin, Jima has endured too many ridicules, stares, insults, and even beatings.

Everyone regarded their wheat-colored skin as a dirty existence, and it was the first time someone said that they were beautiful.

In that instant, Jima only felt a sore nose, and there seemed to be tears in her eyes.

Moreover, the ears are also a very sensitive place for elves. With those slender fingers, under the constant touch, Jima only felt a (hot rè) flow emerging from the lower abdomen.

Hmm... ah!

Accidentally, a glamorous voice came out of his mouth.

Ji Ma immediately covered her mouth, her face full of shame, wishing she could find a crack to crawl in.

Jima doesn't even know who she is

What's the matter, to make such a shameful sound, even if the ears are a little more sensitive, but it is not so.

Ye Lan was also taken aback, thinking that she might have done something compared to Meng Lang, and hurriedly retracted her hand.

"Ah, sorry."

"No, it doesn't matter, if you like it, miss, you can continue." Ji Ma bit her lip and said.

This is the first time Jima has said this to a guest.

Ye Lan blushed a little, picked up the wine glass to take a sip, and was shocked, but after picking it up, she realized that it was actually empty.

His face was a little embarrassed.

Ji Ma hurriedly came over to pour the wine, the whole body was almost completely leaning on Ye Lan's (body shēn), and even made Ye Lan feel that one of his arms was submerged in a deep ditch. The feeling of bouncing (sexual xìng) from Ji Ma (body shēn) made Ye Lan almost bleed from her nose.

"Oooooooooo..."

In his mind, Hecate kept making waves of strange screams.

"This is the Sanctuary. I really want to stay here and not come out."

"Forget about pinching me."

In a trance, Ye Lan seemed to feel the Heikati tattoo (body shēn) on her arm, squirming non-stop, as if adjusting her posture so that she could enjoy the softness in the most perfect state.

This damn lily dragon is cheap for her.

The whole (body shēn) fell into it, ah ah ah, I am so envious, I want to sink in too.

Ye Lan was a little depressed, and felt that all the benefits had been wiped out by that guy Lily Dragon.

At this moment, a sound of footsteps came from the door, and then, I saw a young man in his twenties wearing Chinese clothes, with his head held high (tǐng) (chest xiōng), arrogant. Ang's walked in from the outside, (body shēn) followed the four attendants, obviously like the kind of young man traveling, very flamboyant.

Looking at this, this guy is probably a nobleman.

The nobles in this world seem to have such a defiant attitude, and they don't care about ordinary people at all. In the eyes of the nobles, ordinary people are ((mean jiàn)jiàn) people.

The originally noisy adventurers all changed their faces when they saw the young man appear, the smiles on their faces gradually disappeared, their heads lowered, and they were unwilling to look at the young man.

As for the proprietress, she trotted all the way, trotted to the front, and said with sincerity and sincerity, "It turned out to be the second son of Flower..."

It can be seen that the second son of Flower is very honorable, and the proprietress dare not be slighted.

Flower glanced at the proprietress, obviously not interested in this half-old milf.

"Which girl do you want to order today?" The proprietress smiled, "Would you still let Kunna serve you?"

Kunna is the most popular elf in this fantasy hall.

There was a ((dàng)dàng) smile on Flower's face: "No, no, no, today, my son is going to change his taste. I want to have something smaller."

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