What Should I Do If I was Forced to Marry the Elf Queen

But out of caution, I decided to continue to formulate her words.

So I began to play the acting skills inherited from the old bastard again, pretending to be that kind of "stupid young lady", pretending to ask in a cramped manner:

"By the way, how long have you said... how should I call you Miss..."

I pressed my throat and said in a pretentious tone.

"Oh, it's really rude, I'm so sorry to patronize and talk to you, and I almost forgot to declare my home."

Upon hearing my question, the girl gave me a shy smile and said:

"My name is Eureka Suskind. I am the owner of this alchemy workshop. Just call me Eureka."

Suskind?

It sounds like a common Doinqi surname, and there is no Elvish pronunciation in it.

It seems that her father is indeed a human.

Although she had already confirmed the identity of the girl in her heart, she wanted to maintain her personality as a "stupid young lady".I still opened my eyes slightly exaggeratedly, and exclaimed in an incomparably "Sri Lanka" tone:

"Okay... It's amazing, is Miss Eureka the owner of this alchemy workshop?"

"Of course, this shop is named after me."

The girl held up her chest with some pride, and then said shyly:

"Actually, it's nothing. It's just making perfumes. It's nothing great."

"Well.... How can it be nothing? It's really amazing that a girl can support such a big store by herself!"

I artificially clasped my hands on my chest, and squeezed the look of "little stars" in my eyes, and looked at the girl in front of me with a pair of little fans:

"Miss Eureka...I admire you so much~"

Although this babbled tone was so disgusting that I almost vomited the overnight meal.

But in order to set the details of this girl, I also gave it up.

Regardless of who you are, let's talk about it after you have a pot of ecstasy soup to stun you.

"Haha, miss, you are utterly complimenting...I am embarrassed to praise me like this~"

The girl smiled and waved her hand.

It can be seen that she is very useful to the pot of Ecstasy Soup I poured.

There was even a sense of triumph.

It seems that I looked at her too much before. I slapped her a little bit of flattery, and the tail was almost up to the sky.What a superficial woman...

I made a judgment on the girl in front of me.

My tense spirit began to relax completely.

Since she was not the spy sent by El Mesa to hunt me down, she was also someone Teresia trusted.Then I can safely tell her something.

But considering..... Now I met Eureka as a girl dressed in women's clothing.

If you want to ask Eureka about Teresia, you must tell her my true identity.

Then...the question is, after knowing that I am actually a man in women's clothing, will Eureka drive me out of her anger?

So, do you want to hide your identity and just say that you are a friend of Teresia?

Um... this is a question worth pondering, I have to think about it.

But as I was thinking, the girl in front of me spoke again:

"By the way, after talking for so long, you still don't know who you are, Miss?"

Ulica frowned slightly, smiled and said in a slightly confused tone.

The girl's sudden questioning caught me by surprise.

Too bad...Don't tell me, I really didn't think about a name for myself.

Can't you just call me "Dengtuzi" like the fool who lied to Mirko?

Such a strange name will definitely arouse suspicion.

Then what should be done?

"What's wrong... Miss? Is there anything inconvenient to say?"

Seeing that I haven't answered for a long time, Eureka became a little confused.

Look, she is suspicious!

No way, just talk about it casually.

In a hurry, I blurted out:

"I...My name is Aisha..."

As soon as I said it, I regretted it.

It's over!

Which pot I really don’t open or lift up!

Why did you blurt it out?

Even if my name is Lin Dengwan, I can't say that name!

Although there seem to be many people named Aisha in this world.

But the Empress Frost is only one!

If it reminds her of something, that would be terrible!

"Aisa? It's a good name~" Eureka politely complimented, and then took my hand very naturally, saying, "Okay, Miss Aisha, after sitting for so long, let's go inside and talk. "

"Miss Eureka...you...what are you?"

"What's wrong? Miss Aisha, is there any problem?"

Eureka blinked at me somewhat puzzled.

"No...it's okay..."

Suddenly he was held by the girl's soft boneless hands, somewhat agitated.

But when I think of her, she treats me as a girl, and this is a very common hand-in-hand among girls, and it doesn't mean anything else.I also calmed down.

Now that this girl named Eureka has recognized me as a girl, and has no response to the name "Aisha".Then I have nothing to worry about.

Thinking of this, I decided to tell Eureka and Teresia about..

Of course, it is the identity of Miss Demon Hunter "Best Girl".

"That...Miss Eureka, I'm looking for you this time, I actually want to..."

"Miss Aisha, let's talk about it inside~"

At this time, the girl interrupted my words.

"Anyway, let me entertain you first~"

With that said, Eureka blinked at me and took my arm very naturally.

Even the pair of soft buds are completely attached.

"How about? Miss Aisha, do you think it's okay?"

Feel the exquisite softness on the arm, and the girl's slightly naughty and requesting words.

I involuntarily chose to agree.

"Okay..... Then it's better to be respectful..."

After all, there is time to talk about Teresia.

Before that, let’s enjoy the reception of a beautiful girl.....it seems pretty good too.

Although I know that Eureka's "entertainment" does not have any unhealthy connotations, I still can't help but think about it.

Sure enough... I still can't refuse the cute girl's request...

"In that case, it would be great."

Eureka said happily. She looked at me with a hint of different color in her eyes.

I wonder if it was my illusion...

From the gaze that the girl flashed past, I seemed to read something different.

It should be... just my illusion, right?

81. The Girl and the White Goose

"Miss Aisha, please go here."

Eureka took my arm and walked towards the inner room.

Push the door open and walk through a beautifully decorated corridor with landscape paintings and portraits hanging.The girl took me around seventy thousand times in the corridor.

"Look at Miss Aisha. This is the famous painting "The Madonna with Sex" made by the Marquis de Thad while serving his sentence in the Bastille..."

The girl stopped from time to time, enthusiastically and meticulously explaining the author and connotation of the wall painting.

But I was disappointed, just smiled and answered with a few "umh".

Because...At this moment, all my energy is put on the girl's breast that is close to my arm.

I don't know if it is because of Constance's influence.

Now, I am also beginning to admire some girls with poor breasts.

After putting aside the prejudices of the Communists a little bit...

Now I think that the small lilac breasts that Yingying holds look good?

Of course, it would be too poor to be as poor as Connie and Lilith....Like Eureka, it's not too large or small in proportion, but just right.

After all... the poor breasts are all European, and there is no need to divide them so clearly.

Just as the old bastard often said in a poem: "Looking at the side of the ridge, the peaks are formed on the sides, with different distances and heights." Each has its own flavor.

It seems that the girl is not wary of me because of "all girls".The soft and plump breast just clings to my arm unscrupulously, allowing the delicate buds to squeeze into two balls and stick them intimately on my arm, rubbing it with the movements from time to time... ....

Although there are two thin layers of clothing between each other, and the girl's intimate underwear.But I still clearly felt the soft and elastic touch of the pair of little pigeons... and even vaguely felt the enchanting feeling from the top of the mountain... That kind of feeling is really wonderful. Words!

In order to be able to fully enjoy this subtle feeling, I moved my arms lightly and adjusted my posture calmly.Gradually he plunged his arm into that wonderful valley.Enjoy the feeling of flanking on both sides.

Just when I was immersed in the charm that was almost secret.

The girl's voice suddenly pulled me back from fantasy to reality...

"Miss Aisha? Miss Aisha? Are you listening?"

"what?"

I suddenly recovered, and withdrew my attention from my fantasy.

"Are you okay?"

At this time, I suddenly realized that the girl's face was very close.

Closer...I can almost smell the scent of her body; close, I can almost touch her small and delicate nose tip just a little bit closer...

Eureka looked at me meaningfully, her eyes full of appreciation... but there was something strange that could not be said...

But I didn't think much about it.

Because I was suddenly posted so close by a beautiful girl, and watched by such ambiguous eyes.

Although I know that this is just a normal intimacy between girls, I still can't help being flustered...unconsciously flushed.

No... It should be said that this "fake phoenix virtual phoenix" feeling makes me more excited, right?

"Miss Aisha..."

Seeing that I hadn't spoken for a long time, Eureka tilted her head curiously and asked, still keeping a kind smile on her face: