Unlimited desire, who makes me lucky MAX

But after Dai'er's reminder, I found that this thing is very suitable for applying facial masks.

After tasting their share of the broth, the elves who are concerned about their figure smear the konjac porridge on their faces.

At once……

Bai Ran thought that this thing could maintain skin, which must be a lie told by the succubus.

But he couldn't bear to point it out.

Because the picture was so beautiful, he was reluctant to let it go.

In fact, who knows if this thing can maintain the skin.

At least the authentic ones are ok.

……

"Your Majesty... could you please come here for a moment?"

The banquet was in full swing when suddenly, the elegant and beautiful Ainol, dressed in a snow-white dress, came over hesitantly.

The fair jade hand gently pinched the hem of Bai Ran's clothes and pulled Bai Ran, who was reminiscing about the past with the succubi.

The tone is gentle, soft and lingering.

It feels like a soft hand caressing your ear.

It's hard to refuse.

"Then you guys eat first, I'll be back soon."

After apologizing to several beautiful and charming succubus sisters, Bai Ran was snatched away by the elf sage.

"Eh~ The clan leader is leaving now~"

"Yes, yes, it's been a while since you played with us~"

The succubi looked somewhat displeased, with resentful expressions on their faces, their arms gently crossed, stretching the amazingly beautiful snow-white curves to the point where they were almost about to burst.

They are succubi after all.

Although what she was wearing could be considered a dress.

The combat-specific dress clearly showed that she was not wearing anything... but it looked great, just like a graceful woman.

Generally gorgeous and dignified.

At first glance, she looks like an elegant young woman.

But if you look closely... admire it from the side.

You will be surprised to find that there isn’t any!

is empty.

Whether it is the full curves, or the quietness seen from the slender waist.

Succubi, don't let the elves look down on you!

The aesthetics of clothing is a magic weapon in the fight for offspring!

Although now he watched helplessly as the malicious elf took the chief away.

But...the former patriarch said so!

Party tonight!

Humph, right now.

I just want to let you, a shameless elf, feel proud for a while!

……

Succubi are upright.

But these days, succubus are child's play compared to elves.

Being led away hand in hand by the elegant elven sage, the elves on the road were full of envy, while the succubi were biting their handkerchiefs angrily.

Damn it! The clan leader was abducted!

Bai Ran saw all of this.

He just smiled and came back to comfort them later.

Ainol wouldn't look for him for no reason, so this matter must be very important.

right?

Bai Ran looked at Enor and found that for some reason, she was hunched over.

Moreover... a hint of pink suddenly emanated from the pure and flawless soul of the Elf Sage, and Bai Ran blinked.

I read it wrong?

When I looked again, it became pure white again.

What? I really saw it wrong.

How could the skillful and considerate Enol harm himself?

……

Bai Ran was brought back to a familiar place, a perfect one-to-one restoration of the elf version of the succubus's bedroom. Enor named it the Garden of Life!

"So, what is it you're talking about?"

Familiar place, familiar taste.

There is a hot spring built next to it, which is filled with fragrance and you can hear the cheerful chatter of beautiful girls.

The elf sister remained silent and looked at Bai Ran gently.

Those hazy eyes and rosy cheeks said it all.

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry, I just can't stand it anymore..."

The wise man twisted his plump, white thighs and gently held Bai Ran's hand.

The voice was still so gentle, but with a hint of recklessness, breaking through the shackles...

Emotions poured out like a dam bursting, causing the magic that was originally used to disguise the soul to disappear. At this moment, Ainor's eyes were full of spring, and his soul turned pink.

Something is wrong.

Bai Ran already knew very well what to do.

But Enol's behavior was a little strange.

If you want it, just say so.

But this look.

Did you drink sleepy tea?

"Um, Enol...are you okay?"

Bai Ran asked considerately, holding the girl in his arms with some concern.

and many more?

What does it feel like?

You can feel the continuous vibration from your hands.

Buzzing.

Bai Ran's eyes became even more confused.

Strange noises,

Plus Enol's expression of endurance...

The sage pursed his lips, knowing that he could no longer hide it. He lay in someone's arms, and with his trembling hands he handed a pink button to Bai Ran.

"Your Majesty..."

With inarticulate tenderness, the wise man felt so ashamed that he no longer had the face to look at the king.

I, myself, am so unclean.

Although I was chosen by the lottery, but...

Woohoo, what a bad woman...

Ainol made a "meow~" sound like a cat.

Small, soft, cute and cuddly.

"..."

Bai Ran took the button expressionlessly. The place where the wires were connected...

Ah this...

"Are you really Ainol?"

Bai Ran began to suspect that the succubus was pretending to be Ainol in order to embarrass the elves.

But the familiar fragrance, the other person's shy expression, and eyes as clear as water.

correct.

"Sorry, I am an unclean spirit... Eh~"

His face was flushed as if he was drunk, and there seemed to be a peach heart in his eyes. The elf sage looked at the person in front of him with evasive eyes.

The familiar smell was so unforgettable that even her brain forgot to think.

Silent,

Bai Ran picked up the beauty who was as warm as jade and slowly walked towards the bedroom.

Anyway, he had already eaten the reunion dinner.

What to eat next is up to him...

No wonder!

As soon as I opened the bedroom door.

There were a bunch of familiar figures inside, all tied up in red satin, with beautiful curves that were unforgettable.

Compared to the scene before him, the unclean sage playing with a toy in his arms was nothing more than a piece of cake.

"I must be dreaming..."

Bai Ran was stunned.

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The delicate and soft skin was outlined by red satin, with a big bow tied on the chest.

There are many such "New Year gifts".

"Your Majesty, Happy New Year..."

The unclean sage in his arms spoke softly.

Hua Huo said, "Of course, we don't celebrate foreign festivals."

But this is not a foreign festival.

Ainol and Aiel are specialized and studious elves.

I was supposed to wear a cheongsam.

But...I have worn the cheongsam.

When searching for information online, I found this information: "Dress yourself up, tie some silk on your neck, and give yourself to your loved one."

So everyone did that.

Hanabi, Mengye, Dale, Yue... and Aiel...

Beauties of all ages were dressed like this, and at this moment the dormitory was no longer a dormitory.