Be dragged into the room by the succubus

Pillowing Ning Feng's thigh, Xilin raised her hand and grabbed the note, and gently wiped it with her fingers, lifting the restriction on it and restoring it to its original appearance.

Seeing the somewhat dazzling mark of red lips, Shirene slowly shook her head, concealing its existence again.

"It's not to help you."

The answer is actually very simple.

Stuffing the note into Ning Feng's pocket, Xilin moved her position, changed her posture and said:

"I don't have any bad intentions, I just want to see your nervous reaction."

With a smile on the corner of her mouth, Shirene's somewhat proud look was not so much arrogance as a child begging someone for a reward.

Knead and knead.

Ning Feng laughed, rubbed her hair as she wished, and finally stopped her fingers at the tips of her ears.

"Yeah, don't touch your ears!"

"Really not?"

Stopping his fingers, Ning Feng looked at the elf whose ears were gradually turning red with a half-smile, and seemed to stop directly.

"Don't, don't...you! You are really a bad person!"

Accepting this compliment with a smile on his face, Ning Feng continued with the massage.

uh-huh.

There was a comfortable snort in her nose, Shirin's behavior was just a whim, but she really felt sleepy.

Looking at Xilin who seemed to be really going to sleep, Ning Feng's eyes showed love, and he explored the surroundings, trying to find a blanket for her to cover.

Ok?

Ning Feng raised his brows when he saw the silver-white letter on the table that was casually discarded to one side.

This is... an invitation letter?

"Shirin, what is Sophie looking for you for?"

After waking up a bit, Shirene didn't think too much, and replied casually:

"Huh? Oh... She came to win me over, it's just a routine operation of the Silver Council."

"Then what is this invitation letter?"

Naturally reaching out to pick up the invitation letter and flipping it over, Ning Feng blinked his eyes as he looked at the different contents in the same font.

Not a referee?

"That's right, it's the invitation to watch the ceremony."

"?"

Finally finding a more comfortable position, Xilin completely gave up resistance and handed over all the weight of her body to Ning Feng.

"It's a special competition held by Jia Silin's family, and it's quite famous among legends."

"It's entertainment in nature, but it's actually quite cruel to the legends who watch the game and bet on it, and to the players in the game."

From the sleepy Xi Lin, Ning Feng asked many details about the matter.

To put it simply, it is a large-scale competition hosted by Jia Silin's family and held by other Silver Council families every ten years.

Let hundreds of contestants compete in a battle royale on a special plane called "Starfall Land", looking for hidden treasures, and finally decide the last saint.

While having a considerable degree of ornamental value, it also has the nature of gambling games, providing various special gambling games.

Just as Shirin said casually, this is a good entertainment project for the spectators. Not only can they enjoy the game show, but they can also make money from it.

"It seems that there is nothing to pay attention to."

Ordinary games, the entertainment of the legends, have nothing to do with Ning Feng.

"Well, it's not necessary to go, so just ignore it as planned."

In the process of thinking, Ning Feng's finger rubbing Xilin's ear didn't stop, it moved unconsciously.

It became more and more proficient and made Shirene feel more and more comfortable. In the end, she stopped answering and kept yawning.

After changing her posture, Shirene murmured with hazy eyes:

"...Have you found out?"

Came back from thinking, but Ning Feng didn't stop his movements, but became more gentle, softly said:

"what do you mean?"

mean what?

The words that were about to be blurted out were still unable to be uttered, and Shirene remained silent again.

Unlike the mixed bloodline awakeners, Shirin's ancestral bloodline can be regarded as a pure extraordinary creature.

Even if he swears to Jiang Wan that Ning Feng will definitely not mind this, but is this really the case?

Ning Feng is a warrior trained by the Overwatch Society, and there are also some fanatical racists in this organization.

Although Ning Feng is definitely not that kind of lunatic, will he be affected to some extent?

Shireen couldn't tell.

Even if there is only a little bit of disgust, Xilin doesn't want to see it in Ning Feng's eyes.

And it disturbed her.

Or, just sleep here?

Just let me run away one more time...

The knuckles of his fingers brushed against the tips of his ears, and Ning Feng suddenly said in a normal tone:

"If you're referring to the fact that you're actually an elf...you've already discovered it."

The most ordinary tone made Shirin wake up from her dream!

!!!

The body became stiff in an instant, and Shirin, who was still doing mental construction and preparing to attack sideways, was directly sunk.

Ning Feng lowered his head and looked at the staring beautiful eyes. Without any escape, he added with a light smile:

"From the beginning."

From the moment I first met you.

"Are you surprised? I've always known about this. I'm so sorry for keeping it from you."

"So, you can rest assured, I won't get entangled in those irrelevant things, I... have made up my mind a long time ago."

"I love you."

他 说:

"I love you not because you're human, not because you're a legend, and not because you're an elf."

"These are you, part of you, there is no need to separate from them."

"Because it's you, so I love you."

The gentle voice sounded like a lullaby gently in the ear, slowly flowing into the bottom of the heart, gently rubbing away Shirin's tense and pinched heart.

"You missed my past? It's okay, I regret to miss yours too."

"Then, I forgive you for missing, can you please forgive me for missing your past?"

Gently, Ning Feng said softly and seriously:

"Then let us make up for this regret in the future, shall we?"

Two people together.

... ok?

Staring blankly at Ning Feng, Xilin's mind went blank.

Tick.

Tears didn't know when they slipped from the corners of his eyes and fell to the ground.

A sobbing cry escaped from her throat at some point, and Shirin didn't even know that she could still make such a shameful cry.

"……okay."

The hoarse answer sounded out of her own voice, and Shirene felt that she didn't know why she had become so fragile.

Is it grievance?

Still happy?

Covering her eyes, trying to hold back her tears, Xilin felt herself being gently hugged, and put her arms around Ning Feng's neck.

With teary eyes, she brought her mouth to his ear, and Shireen whispered intermittently:

"……I love you."

Holding the crying elf in his arms, Ning Feng led her to the bedroom, humming softly.

"Shireen."

"……Um?"

"Thank you."

Thank you for all you have given, for your tolerance and tenderness.

"uh-huh……"

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