Ancient elf as husband

Her appearance is not enough, her aura is what makes it up.

A roar frightened Talitha. She put away her familiar playful smile and shrank her neck.

It was this kind of momentum that made Jasmine wake up from a dream. From the corner of her eye, she prompted the girl next to her to come forward, "My lord is having a meal, let's wait for a while."

The girl cleverly stepped forward and closed the door for Talitha.

Jasmine stroked her chest, which was rising and falling more and more, and an inexplicable sense of relaxation swept over her, making her tense heart relax.

As long as she is powerful and noble, just like the Lord Molix, she can be comfortable standing out of reach of lower animals like them.

Talisa was obviously frightened. Seeing that Jasmine had spoken, she silently returned behind her slowly.

Jian Yan had almost eaten, and now she had some time to think about how to deal with the group of people outside.

That girl named Jasmine is difficult to get along with at first glance. This kind of girl who is admired by many stars and has countless followers usually has a bad temper in social interactions.

Either he has a high tea art level, or he has some leadership abilities like a gangster leader.

If Jian Yan could be like Mo Lix, who felt disrespected and just swiped the vine, maybe she wouldn't need to worry.

The problem is that Jian Yan does not have that ability. She learned from Feifei that yesterday a group of men and women went to look for food, led by Jasmine and Lai Lang, and did not face the authority she established in the tribe.

"Isn't it okay yet..."

"How long will she have to eat..."

"Shh, be quiet."

There were rustling sounds outside one after another, and he wouldn't leave until he saw her.

Jian Yan still took her time and even took out a book to read after eating.

If you don’t know how to deal with it, then don’t deal with it.

"It's so slow..."

"How about we call her?"

Jasmine pushed Lillian next to her, "Go ahead and call her, be respectful."

Lillian, not doubting his presence, walked up to the door and said, "Sir, can we open the door?"

"Quiet, I don't need company today, don't interfere with my leisure time here."

It was well known that she and Feifeixila were together yesterday. Does she think they were sent by the patriarch to play with her?

Jasmine pursed her lips and thought, "Master Elf, my name is Jasmine. I didn't have the honor to see you in person yesterday. I wonder if you can come out so that we can see what Master Elf looks like."

Talitha catered appropriately, "Yes, we are all your admirers, and we came here just to have a look at you."

Jasmine cast an appreciative look.

Now it depends on how she answers the call.

Will Jian Yan go out?

Of course not. The noble elves would condescend to the ants’ thoughts and go out to let others watch? Wouldn't that be an insult to yourself?

She felt ridiculous, "You are not worthy of letting me move. Are you deaf? Do you need me to say it a second time?"

This is the standard answer. The aloof arrogance that belongs to Molix is ​​as if the invincible thorns and vines are about to swing towards them in the next second.

Jasmine panicked. She had witnessed the vine riot with her own eyes. Such a bloody scene was a lifelong psychological shadow for her.

She was helpless and pulled the people around her back, "Then let's go first. If you need anything, you can come to me. I know many fun and beautiful places."

As if there was a tiger chasing behind her, she ran away without stopping, not knowing that what was inside was just a paper tiger.

The clattering of footsteps got farther and farther, and Jian Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As expected, pretending is a technical job, and she needs to practice it even if she has to live here for so long.