The empress of fast wear is married

Chapter 670 Elf Prince (17)

Bethel didn't quite understand the difference between elves and gods, but instinctively - he didn't like it.

Don't like the distinction.

Because I like Lady Frances very much.

"Ding! Target character Bethel, favorability +10, strategy completion 35!"

Fenghua pondered this sentence carefully, and it took a few seconds for him to understand what the elf meant.

There was a slight smile on the red lips, and the voice was low and charming, "There is nothing you can do if you don't like it, little Bethel, we are destined to be different~"

In addition to identity, there is also...gender.

Her Majesty raised her white and slender hands, pinched the tips of the elf's crystal clear ears, raised her eyebrows, and thought with a casual smile:

After all, I didn't plan on Lily.

Bethel: "..."

The elf's fine and slender eyelashes drooped slightly, covering a trace of despair in the ice blue pupils.

Destined to be different.

Are you doomed?

The dark red pupils glowed with a faint dark color, like a mysterious light.

……

At this time in Western Europe, there is no inn in the ancient oriental country, or a hotel in the future.

Fortunately, the one god and one elf with outstanding looks don't have to worry about having no place to live.

Fenghua held the elf's hand and was invited to stay at home temporarily by a hospitable middle-aged gentleman.

Outside the European-style loft is a blue lawn, surrounded by a white fence with a few curly white-haired sheep, dressed in black and white maid outfits, mowing the lawn or watering the blooming roses in the corner.

Seeing the master coming back, they all raised their skirts, bent down and shouted: "Sir."

"Sir is back."

"Go and report to Madam."

"Today's dinner, please prepare more, I have two guests." Mr. Maloof gestured with the innate gentlemanly elegance of men in Western countries, Chao Fenghua and the elf Bethel in her hand, made Make an invitation gesture, "Two distinguished guests, please."

Fenghua nodded, with a graceful posture, a charming white complexion but not gaudy, and a sense of dignity in his eyebrows and eyes, "Thank you Mr. Maloof for your hospitality tonight."

Mr. Maloof's wife is an equally beautiful and elegant lady. She and Mr. Maloof have a son and a daughter named Leo and Maria.

Leo is a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, inherited from his father, Mr. Maloof, or a gentleman shared by men in the entire Caselanxiu country.

Leo came back from the horse race with his friends. He was wearing a delicate and complicated lace white shirt with a black silk vest, and a belt inlaid with rubies around his waist. He was young and angry.

He held Fenghua's hand, and dropped a meaningless kiss on the back of her hand, raised his head and smiled brightly and warmly, and greeted her: "Hello, Miss Frances."

"Hello, young man Leo." Fenghua's slender fingers lifted the hem of the pure black court skirt, and returned a salute.

Watching this scene, the elf silently pursed her bright red lips.

Lowering his eyelashes, he didn't speak.

Looking from a distance, the child-like elf has a fair and delicate face.

Fenghua used a bit of divine power to cover up the Bethel elf's appearance, and the two beautiful wings behind her were invisible to ordinary people. After putting on clothes, she looked just like an ordinary boy.

There is only one characteristic:
Pretty, pretty, pretty.

"Wow. What a beautiful little brother." A girl in a pink petticoat, a top hat, and red bowknot leather shoes appeared out of nowhere, pulled Bethel's sleeves with her little hands, and raised her head Ask innocently, "Daddy, Mommy, can Maria play with him?"

(End of this chapter)