Quick Transmigration: The Host Is Sweeter Than Sugar

[Fan Wai·Chief Guard]

Bunir is the head of the dark elf guard, responsible for the stability and security of the dark elf palace.

For Bunir, he most admired is the king of dark elves, Nishizawa.

In his opinion, Nishizawa is the most perfect king in their dark elf history!

From appearance, to talent, to strength, they are perfect and impeccable.

His boss is also the most indifferent, cruel, ruthless and ruthless. He can definitely knock down the little cubs of the light elves and lead the dark elves to the top of the race!

But all this has been destroyed——

Bunir looked at the inside of Xize's dormitory in grief and angrily, lying softly on the big leaf of the tree of life.

How could his indifferent boss raise such a soft creature?

And it's still a light wizard!

Simply refreshed his three views!

This kind of soft creature doesn't fit the boss's ferocious aura at all!

The most important thing is that the boss will take this light wizard to the meeting hall directly to work.

You know, he hasn't even set foot in this hall!

Buniel's heart seemed to be soaked directly in the vinegar bucket, inexplicably sour.

But this light elf sometimes finds the hall boring, so he has to take it in the palace.

The boss will return to the dormitory office with the files in his arms...

For example now.

The little light elves cleverly lay on the large leaves of the tree of life, dragging with interest the hanging vines next to the "hanging basket" made of the leaves of the tree of life, while the dark elf king is indifferent and quiet. Sitting aside dealing with official documents.

It was probably because the air in the hall was too quiet, and the Dark Elf King, who had been quietly dealing with official documents, put down the pen in his hand and looked up in the direction of the Light Elf.

After realizing that the elf was playing happily and didn't pay attention to him at all, Nishizawa's dark purple pupils squinted silently, and the color in his eyes was dull.

The long ears of the elf protruded through the long icy silver hair, and quivered slightly.

With a lightly hooked slender finger, the blue vine returned to his hand in Su Tang's stunned vision.

The elf was playing with joy, and immediately quit, his soft hand grabbed the edge of the leaf of the tree of life, and the clear blue eyes looked at him unblinkingly. The round eyes were misty and misty. The appearance of crying without crying.

Nishizawa was indifferent.

Buniel snickered inwardly.

That's right!

This kind of indifference and ruthlessness not moved by outsiders is his boss!

"Sucker...sucker...bad!"

Seeing that he didn't mean to return the vines, the elf turned his head in anger, and his tears fell.

Buniel sneered, heh, naive!

Do you think our boss will succumb if you shed two tears?

impossible!

Our boss is such a cold-blooded person!

"I'm sorry I was wrong." Before Bunir's inner ridicule was finished, he saw the Dark Elf King stand up indifferently, walked to the side of the "hanging basket", and his slender fingers carefully hugged the Light Elf up with a voice almost almost Gentle coaxing.

"Give you vines."

Buniel, "???"

The elf had a temper, and his little soft hand grabbed the vine and threw it aside.

"Nest...Nest...don't be spicy!"

Buniel, "...Oh, Light Elf, dare to show your temper, wait for the boss to throw you out!"

Nishizawa silently picked up the elf, lowered his head slightly, and passed his long ears to the elf's soft paws, pursing his thin lips, and whispered.

"Touch it for you."

He paused, "Don't be angry."

The elf immediately happily put out his little hand to touch Nishizawa's ear.

Bunnier subconsciously yelled with a collapsed expression on his face. "Boss, a light elf..."

Oh, where is his indifferent, cruel, cruel boss?

Give it back to him!

Before Bunir finished speaking, Nishizawa glanced over with a solemn expression, his dark purple pupils narrowed slightly, and his pupils were full of murderousness, with undisguised coldness and brutality.

He is the cold-blooded king of Bunnier's memory.

"roll!"

Buniel, "..."

He hugged himself sadly and rolled away.

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