A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

The previous elf queen had inherited it for more than 100 years, and it has been 400 years since the previous elf king got married.

After all, there hasn't been an elf king-level wedding in the elf forest for more than 400 years, and many elves enthusiastically threw themselves into the preparations.

Although the identity of the bride is slightly criticized, for the sake of the beloved Elf King, everyone decided to put aside their previous suspicions and hold a grand wedding.

In order to create a dreamlike wedding effect, the elves took out all the treasures at the bottom of the box, just to make the elf king's wedding more grand.

The elf forest, which was originally full of flowers, became more and more beautiful under the skillful dress of the elves.

The wedding was lively from day to night, with pale green fireflies flying all over the sky. The wedding dresses of Shu Ange and Her Royal Highnesses were gorgeous and graceful, and the complicated lace was full of retro feeling.

Under the flowers and singing of countless elves, and under the witness of the tree of life and the source of life, Shu Ange finally married Hehir.

The elf king married a human woman, and the elves had a human princess, which became a symbol of the further harmonious relationship between humans and the elves.

Of course, Shu Ange didn't think too much about it. For her, becoming a partner with Hehir was a grand event full of happiness in itself.

There was no banquet at the wedding of the elves, and the forests sent the two into the bridal chamber with their graceful and beautiful singing. Next, Hehir blocked the mischievous elves with a barrier.

The ingenious elves have built a brand new palace full of fantasy style.

Shu Ange was wearing a wedding dress and stood side by side with Hehir in the center of the gorgeous palace. It seemed that there were only two of them left in the whole world.

His memory has been awakened in advance, and this plane has enough strength to support it. Finally, Shu Ange and Hehir don't have to be separated as they did in the last mission plane.

Shu Ange quietly stared at Hehir's violet eyes, and the corners of his lips rose slightly.

He held her in his arms, rubbed her side face with his cheeks, and grasped her plumpness in his hands.

&nbsbsb Burning between the two, Hehir whispered An Ge's name lightly, a hint of serenity appeared on his fair face.

Singer Shu An quietly touched Hehir's pointed ears and kneaded gently. A storm was brewing in his beautiful eyes, and his flawless body began to heat up.

Ears are indeed the most sensitive area of ​​elves, and Shu Ange continued to linger on his ears complacently, but he didn't know that this behavior was tantamount to "playing with fire."

The fire lit by himself must be extinguished even when he kneels. After being an elegant and beautiful elf king, Shu Ange finally realized the truth of not being immortal after incarnating as a werewolf.

Under his dexterous fingers, the wedding dress was gently untied and fell to the ground, flowers scattered all over the hall.

Shu Ange was lying on the bed full of petals, his chest heaving violently, Hehir pressed her under him, his eyes radiant.

His predatory kisses made Shu Ange almost breathless, and the lingering between the two was as intense as a storm.

The spacious and soft big bed, like a small boat, swayed wantonly, and Shu Anla seemed to be on the cusp of the wind and waves, and the whole person was rippling in the mist.

Hehir asked for it tirelessly, his slender thighs firmly fixed Shu Ange under him, even if she was sobbing and begging for mercy, it didn't let him slow down the rhythm even half.

She tasted so good that he couldn't control himself at all.