The empress of fast wear is married

Chapter 693 Elf Prince (43)

"..."

Bethel was dumbfounded.

The pitch-black curly eyelash feathers trembled, and a trace of bewildered emotion flashed in the pupils.

Then, slowly, slowly, a slight sense of joy emerged from the deepest part.

After the waltz was over, the bewildered young man stood still.

The figure is slender and graceful.

"Stupid, huh?" A lazy and hoarse smile seemed to overflow from the woman's throat.

The boy's ears were burning hot, he was slurring his speech due to nervousness, and stumbled: "F, Frances... my lord, you, you just..."

"Well, kiss you." Fenghua's red lips were lightly drawn, admiring the embarrassment of the elf boy with a half-smile.

Bethel was dumbfounded again.

After a while, he tightened his rose-colored lips, somewhat puzzled: "Why?"

"Think for yourself."

Fenghua's slender hand Shi Shiran let go of him, and after a smile, he took a few steps back, turned and left.

The back is beautiful.

Think for yourself?A young man who was as beautiful as an elf had a flash of ignorance in his pupils.

Why did Lady Frances kiss him...

An answer slowly emerged in Bethel's mind, is... do you like it?

As much as he liked Lady Frances?

The tiny bit of joy in the young man's heart slowly expanded.

In the end, overwhelming joy was formed.

"Ding! Target character Bethel, favorability +5, strategy completion 80!"

……

When Queen Caroline was invited to slide onto the dance floor by the husband-to-be selected early in the morning, Fenghua quietly left the bustling and bustling banquet.

Bethel followed behind.

The palace was brightly lit, but it was dark outside. In the baroque corridor, the carved wall lamps emitted a faint light, and the roses were bright and fragrant.

The woman's high heels hit the ground, and there was a 'da da da~' sound.

Just like Bethel's messy heart at this moment.

"Master Frances..." Finally, the boy spoke softly.

Fenghua stopped.

In the next second, she lifted her slender hand lightly, turned around, and pushed the boy close to the wall.

Under the slightly surprised gaze of the young man, he raised his hand and put him on the wall of the palace corridor.

The other slender hand squeezed the young man's delicate and fair jaw.

The snow-white and delicate face slowly approached little by little, and the magnificent red lips breathed hot air on his lips:

"Bethel, do you understand now?"

The tone is gorgeous and charming, faint and low.

Bethel bit her lips lightly, swallowed her saliva, and said with a very clear 'gudong' in the quiet night, "I, the answer is... Lady Frances... Hi..."

He is afraid.

Since he was born in this world, he was abandoned by his tribe because of his eyes, and he has been afraid of the feeling of being abandoned since then.

He is afraid.Fear that once certain words are spoken, many things may change.

Therefore, it is better to stick to the old rules and remain unchanged.

Even if you obviously like it in your heart, you will be extremely happy.

But now—

Lady Frances, whom I love so much, with this appearance and such a close distance, certain emotions that were suppressed in my heart finally poured out bit by bit uncontrollably.

Break ground and bloom.

The pretty boy paused, his rose-coloured lips pressed tightly together, and continued to say what he hadn't finished: "...I like, I like Bethel."

Fenghua's red lips curved, and a shallow smile overflowed from the depths of her throat, which was charming and pleasant.

Immediately, she said affirmatively: "Yes. I like Bethel."

(End of this chapter)