I'm a dragon, I only want to steal princesses

Chapter 298 Empathy
"Things are not what you think!!"

Anya almost shouted out.

She really wanted to say that, but she didn't have the confidence to do so.

Because this time, things were exactly as the other party thought.

Damn it, how could I survive and be caught by this elf!

At this moment, Anya wished she could use the invisibility spell to disappear without a trace on the spot. She could already imagine a teasing smile appearing on the other person's face, and then he began to make a joke that made her extremely embarrassed.

She let her brain work quickly, imagined a few words that the other party might say, and quickly thought of the corresponding plan.

But Isabel was obviously too surprised and didn't react for several seconds. Anya could only stay in a stalemate with her.

At this moment, Zhenna walked out of the corridor and happened to see Isabel standing blankly at the corner of the corridor.

"Isabel, you are back. What are you doing here?" Zhenna said as she walked over, and then when she saw Anya, she and Isabel stood there dumbfounded.

The corners of Anya's eyes twitched. The appearance of the two people was a bit beyond her calculations. She imagined the scene of Zhenna sneering and Isabel sarcastically. This would probably be difficult for her to handle.

So she simply gave up all excuses and used offense instead of defense. In turn, she stared at the two of them menacingly and asked, "What are you doing? I just slept with your husband. Do you have any objections!?"

What the hell am I talking about?It was only when she heard these words coming out of her mouth that she realized how shameful it was.

Zhenna and Isbel exchanged glances, and then said to Anya in unison: "Do you need treatment?"

"Huh?" Anya felt like there was something wrong with her ears.

"Holy light is quite effective in treating trauma." Zhenna said.

"Druid spells can help the body recover quickly." Isabel said.

Deathly silence enveloped the scene. After a while, Anya laughed dryly: "I know, you must want me to let down my guard and then lynch me, right?"

"Don't think of us as dark as you, okay?" Isabel held her hands and frowned slightly, "It's not like you haven't seen us holding up the wall before. We can understand your hard work. Believe me, I I almost got seriously injured the first time!"

"You are basically seeking your own death." Zhenna reminded, then turned to Anya and sighed softly, "Ganoen is a dragon after all, and his energy is different from ours. He is very strong, I remind you It’s happened many times…”

"But now he is much more in control than before. In fact, it is rare to be in such a miserable situation as yours. Did you provoke him?" Isabel also started to discuss.

"Slow down!" Anya couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the two of them and raised her hands, "I'm a little uncomfortable with you guys acting like this, otherwise you might as well just laugh at me!!"

This sudden conversation that resonated with her made her get goosebumps. Compared to being ridiculed, she felt that it was at least normal.

"Don't worry, you're not just saying what you mean. Most people here can tell that you have been interested in Ganouen for a long time." Isbell stepped forward and patted Anya on the shoulder with an understanding look on her face.

"Go away!" Anya immediately waved away Isabel's hand, "How could I... be interested in him? I don't know what misunderstanding you have, but listen to me, I just want to use Ganouen to redeem himself. Just return to your status and make plans for a political marriage in the future, don’t make it seem like we have a common topic!”

"Here we go again, traditional arts." Isber turned to Zhenna and smiled, "This is what, what is the word Ganon said before?"

"Tsundere." Zhenna replied expressionlessly.

"That's right, you have a proud attitude and a shy heart. These two words combined together are absolutely amazing to describe you!" Isabel pointed at Anya and said.

"Damn it, how on earth do you talk about me behind my back!?" Anya shouted with eyes wide open.

"There's nothing wrong with being frank. Let's go have morning tea together and tell us about yesterday's events." Isbell approached Anya with interest and suggested.

"Go away, no one will talk to you, not even you!" Anya firmly refused.

As soon as Anya heard the word "frank", she couldn't help but think of the forced confession by Ganouen yesterday. She could be said to be allergic to this word now.

And she would never be willing to discuss such a topic with Isabel.As a result, Isabel immediately turned around and said, "I'll send a flying pigeon message to Angst right now!"

"You fucking stop!" Feeling that something was going wrong, Anya wanted to stop Isabel, but her waist and legs were so weak that she couldn't catch up.

By the time she chased her to the stairs, Isabel had already disappeared.

"Damn it!" Anya cursed, and suddenly noticed the scent of other people in the stairwell, and asked alertly, "Who is there!?"

A moment later, Salil appeared from behind the wall, looked at Anya, and said, "So the person who was in Ganouen's room last night... was you?"

"You succubus can't spy, right?" Anya asked suspiciously.

"I live upstairs, how could I not feel such a strong aura?" Salil immediately retorted.

"Then what do you want? What do you want to say?" Anya held up her hands forcefully. She had already been bumped into by Zhenna and Isabel. She had finally gotten used to it and was not so ashamed.

"Nothing, I just wanted to ask..." Salil hesitated to ask her thoughts.

But Anya obviously didn't want to talk about this topic with others anymore. Sensing that Salil might ask, she immediately cut off the conversation: "I have nothing to say. If you are interested, you might as well go find Ganouen yourself!"

After saying that, she walked straight upstairs holding on to the wall. She wanted to take a good rest first.

Anya's attitude made Salil a little dissatisfied. She turned to look at Anya's back and muttered: "Just go!!"

She had tried to get into Ganouen's room that day, but she happened to bump into Zhenna, and she never dared to bring it up again.

Last night, although she didn't hear the movement downstairs, as the succubus instinct further awakened, she began to clearly feel the aura of lust emanating from below, which somewhat aroused her "appetite".

There was no way to endure it like this, so she decided to talk to Ganouen seriously about the matter.

The elf has come back, and she will definitely go to Ganoun immediately, but now she seems to be still chatting with Zhenna on the other side of the bedroom. What Salil needs to do now is to get ahead of her and go to the study to talk to Ganouen. Well, "reservation" is good, Ganon seems to still abide by the order of first come, first served.

After making up her mind, she hurried to the study room, only to see Annerogie coming out of the room.

"You?" She frowned suspiciously at Annie.

When Annie saw Salil in her angelic state in the corridor, she immediately showed a look of caution and fear.

"What are you looking for Ganouen for?" Salil asked in a questioning tone.

"I just made an appointment with Ganouen for the evening..." Annie, who was afraid of Salil, could only answer honestly.

The appointment was booked first, but Salil immediately had a countermeasure: "Very good, your affairs have to be postponed to tomorrow, and his time is mine tonight!"

"How can this be done?" Anne Luojie immediately resisted. She could completely occupy Ganouen's whole night by sleeping with Ganouen and drink dragon's blood. There is no such a good opportunity at other times. Ganouen Not available every night.

"That's it!" Salil came over with a strong attitude and looked at the petite Anne condescendingly.

"Ganoen, Salil is bullying... Uh-huh!!" Annie turned around to ask for help, but Salil immediately covered her mouth.

"Are you still filing a complaint?" Salil was also a little anxious, "Then, the first half of the night belongs to you, and the second half of the night belongs to my head office, right!?"

At the same time, in the dining room, Mo La blushed while eating her morning snack and listening to the noise coming from the bedroom and study. The corridors were connected, and she could basically hear them clearly.

"It's been... so lively lately." She smiled dryly to herself.

Should I make plans too?She couldn't help but think.

(End of this chapter)