Ancient elf as husband

Molix came back on time in the evening with the little pet's dinner.

I have been at the border all day today, and I really miss his little pet. Looking at the secluded forest that I am slowly becoming familiar with, my heart is warming up.

The pet, which usually remained motionless when he came back, suddenly lit up when he saw it today and rushed towards him.

Molix took it in his arms, and the comfortable fragrance hit his face. He thought he was dreaming and was a little flattered.

"Here? Kangkang wings! I want to see the wings!"

Jian Yan was as excited as a child, rolling in his arms with a coquettish and rogue voice.

Ok?

Why did she suddenly want to see his wings?

No, she seemed to think he didn't have wings before.

Molix flew to the vine platform and put her down, "We'll talk about it later. You can eat the fruit first."

Jian Yan refused, pouting and shaking him wildly, "I don't care, I have to watch it now!"

She was really curious. The wings of elves were almost the same, but the wings of adult elves must be more beautiful!

Molix couldn't bear to be disturbed and sighed, "Okay."

Just looking at the wings, it’s not a big deal.

The wings that had been hidden for many years had a chance to see the light of day again. Two fluorescent pieces lit up at the butterfly bone on his back, and a stream of transparent air spurted from his body.

Jian Yan was stunned.

The wings are entirely green, with fluorescent waves extending outward. The vine patterns on them are clearly visible, glowing under the sunlight, and are still growing.

Damn it, those are indeed the wings of the big elf, but they are just different in length from the arms of those little elves.

This wing is bigger than her whole body!

After Molix finished stretching, he stretched out and enjoyed the complete moment. The soft fragrance in his arms came to her, and he took advantage of the situation to hold her in his arms.

It had been a long time since he had spread his wings, and he was not used to it.

Jian Yan touched his wings. The touch was indescribable and could not be penetrated by the stream of light. It seemed that the fluorescence was resisting her approach.

The vines above are so beautiful, capturing the most powerful and domineering side of the thorn vines, interspersed in the flow of light.

Molix saw the light in her eyes and was a little amused, "You like it very much?"

Jian Yan nodded sharply, her eyes filled with surprise and envy. If she was given a pair of scissors, she could cut it off and insert it into her back.

The more powerful an elf is, the more attractive he is, and his wings are naturally the most eye-catching. Molix is ​​very satisfied with her reaction.

Since she likes it so much, what if he fulfills her small wish.

He held her in front of him and sat down. His huge wings flapped and bent forward with the master's tightly clasped hands, completely covering the woman's body and encircling her into his own territory.

Submerged by the beautiful big wings, the man's breath has never been so strong at this moment, seeming to declare his sovereignty.

Jian Yan's face turned red for a rare occasion, and the feeling of being possessed made her a little awkward.

The relationship between them was too ambiguous, and there were certain things that she couldn't escape if she wanted to.

She was not a fool, and of course she knew it was wrong for them to do this. The racial barrier made her downplay the shame of their intimate actions, but he was still a human being, and she could not completely treat him like a tree.

She lowered her eyes in deep thought, and didn't notice Molix staring at the reddish tips of her ears with a twinkle in his eye, eager to break free from the prison.

He didn't know what he was thinking. There was a deep undercurrent in his eyes. He lowered his head slowly and mechanically, and his thin lips were half opened close to his ears.

Molix's pupils swayed slightly, and his heart was complicated and struggling, so heavy that it almost defeated him.