Bethel's face was bright red, his eyelashes were trembling violently, and his voice was slightly drunk after being drunk, soft and cute: "Why did Lord Frances kiss Bethel?"

"There is no reason, I'll kiss you if you want to." Fenghua answered casually.

The perfunctory answer obviously did not satisfy the elf's curiosity. Bethel couldn't help but feel aggrieved. His petal-like lips were pursed tightly, and some words hidden in his heart were said in the drunken opportunity: "So, will Lord Frances kiss others?"

"What do you think?"

Her Majesty raised her eyebrows, and her snow-white and delicate face looked like my male favorite was asking something stupid.

Bethel lowered his head slightly, but didn't see it, but felt so aggrieved. A kind of sour emotion surged into his heart and couldn't help but pour out: "Yes."

Fenghua: "..."

Meow Meow Meow?

Say it to me again.

Bethel's ice blue and dark red eyes were rippling with a faint mist, his eyelashes trembled, biting his lip, and his voice was low: "That Leo kissed you just now..."

The undertone: You didn't refuse.

Um?

When did Leo kiss me? Why didn’t I know?

Fenghua couldn't help but wonder slightly, and then she thought about it carefully and suddenly realized-

When the young master Leo met, he took her hand and kissed the back of her hand.

The woman couldn't help but bent her lips, with two crystal long fingers, gently lifted Bethel's delicate little chin, looked down at him, and smiled, "Bethel, you are really... cute."

Bethel's eyelashes trembled, raised lightly little by little, and looked at the beautiful woman with a faint mist of eyes, with a lazy face, without saying a word.

Even if he heard Lord Frances praise her cuteness, the elf felt that he could not be happy.

"Beter, Leon is not kissing me, but a very common etiquette in Western human countries - the kissing ceremony."

Seeing that the elf was not in high spirits, Fenghua explained to Bethel that the low voice was particularly tempting and moving in the dark night, and it was gradually immersed in people's hearts.

"Kissing hand gifts, veneers, and hugs... These Western etiquettes are very common in the human world. They do not contain any meaning and are purely polite."

"And, even if Leo kissed the back of my hand, it was not my initiative, right?" Fenghua raised his eyebrows, his bloody lips curled up with a smile, and his snow-white and delicate face was covered with a slight banter. "So, Bethel, you really don't have to... be jealous."

She said the last two words lightly and lightly, but it fell heavily in Bethel's heart.

Like drums and thunder.

Bang, bang, bang bang...

The elf heard the violent heartbeat coming from his chest in his ears.

It's almost jumping out of my throat.

Bethel swallowed.

...It's so strange.

What exactly does Frances mean by jealousy?

Why did his heartbeat so fast again?

The simple-minded elf still doesn't understand these problems, but looking at the beautiful and playful smile on the red lips of the woman in front of her, her body reacts instinctively - her heartbeat is uncontrollable.

Seeing Bethel's reaction, Fenghua raised her eyebrows funny and continued to tease him.

The white fingertips gently stroked the elf's lips.

He laughed in a low voice.
Chapter completed!