Taming the Dark Lord

Does Amelia dare to admit it?

She categorically denied: "I am not! I am not! Don't talk nonsense!"

Alfonso sneered and loosened his fingers. The piece of paper filled with glamorous content fell on the girl's feet, and the leading line of characters, "I heard you love this light elves," looked extremely dazzling.

The dog forced the sheriff, I have no grievances with you, why do you harm me like this!

Amelia looked at his cold and faint sight, and her desire to survive suddenly exploded. She stepped on a piece of paper, and said with a dry smile: "I heard it all. I haven't said it. It has nothing to do with me. No, what white/elves, I never liked it."

The dark elf looked at her motionlessly, with a sullen face, making Amelia tremble.

No, why should I panic?

She was thinking about this issue. Seriously, even if she really likes white/elves, it seems to have nothing to do with Alfonso...?

But she just has an inexplicable guilty conscience, so guilty that she dare not look into his eyes.

This is like if you have a girlfriend, she swears that there is only one good friend, but one day you suddenly find that she is intimate with your opponent in private, hand in hand to the bathroom, and may have said bad things about you together.This is something that no possessive girl can bear.

Although Alfonso is not a little girl, it is always true that he is possessive.

Amelia lowered her head and thought about it. For a moment, she fancied that the dark elf was wearing a skirt and pigtails, akimbo saying that you are not allowed to play with other people, and she couldn't help but smile with her lips.

She didn't notice the way the dark elf looked at her.

Okay, did you laugh when you mentioned the word white/elf?

Since receiving this gift, Alfonso’s anger has risen again, madly murderous, but at the blonde girl’s hairy hair, he was so angry that he wanted to beat people and couldn’t get his hands. The door handle in the hand.

Sure enough, human beings are all sensual, just say that the uncle who guards the door downstairs hugs that puppy and kisses each other sweetly. Wouldn't you still bring another dog back today?

This is human nature.

Half-hearted, like this and like that, want both, far worse than their dedicated elves.

Alfonso's expression gradually became disgusting, he couldn't help thinking, how could I raise such a human?

Amelia hadn't listened to him for a long time, she secretly looked up, and was startled by Alfonso's scumbag look.

What...what's the situation?!

She blinked awkwardly and asked tentatively: "Then what should he do? He has already seen you, and if he just sends it away, will it hurt you?"

"Heh." Alfonso sneered, and said lukewarmly: "Now I'm looking for reasons to keep him?"

Amelia was speechless, how to resolve the dark elf's inexplicable temper with a headache.

Isn't it a dark god?She couldn't help but slander, why the god was so stingy.

At the critical moment of the stalemate between the two, the white/elf who had been living in the conversation between the two but never got his eyes moved. He stepped forward a few steps on his knees, knocked his knuckles on the iron railing a few times, and made a sound. The sound of Qiang attracted the attention of the two.

Amelia looked over.

Looking at the beauty under the light, the spirit itself is already amazingly beautiful. At this moment, under the decoration of the light, it is as if the whole body is shining, and everything around him is eclipsed. Only he is holy and dignified, with cold eyebrows and inviolability.

Although he was wearing unsightly clothes, his posture was still elegant and calm, like drinking tea with a friend, rather than being imprisoned in a cage.

Bai/elf's eyes followed Amelia all the time. Seeing her turning her head, her soft thin lips slowly opened, making a mouth shape.

Amelia unconsciously followed his movements and pronounced the word: "Light...?"

White/elf nodded meekly.

This is his name.

At the moment when the word was pronounced, Amelia became cold all over, as if the temperature in the room had dropped several degrees in an instant, and the cold person felt cold.

Before she had time to say anything, the back collar was suddenly lifted up, and her feet were light. Alfonso slipped the person to the wall and stood, and said coldly: "Turn your head, you are not allowed to look."

Amelia:?

A cold palm pressed the back of her head and stopped her turning of her head.

"You are so courageous." Alfonso's eyes were red with blood, and he looked at the people in front of him like a bug in the garbage.

"Puff!" A violent sound of water.

Something splashed on the surrounding walls.

The tentacles dripping with mucus pierced through the body of Dengling, and thick blood dripped. The pointed tentacles that used to wash and dry clothes were equally proficient and fast when killing people.

"In front of me, seduce my humans?" Alfonso's expression was gloomy and sullen, with heavy malice entangled him, and black air was overflowing.

The ice sculpture in the distance, even though the body is bloody, still looks like a snow lotus blooming in the dust, elegant and holy.

One black and one white, with sharp contrast.

Alfonso was even more irritable. He knew that the woman Amelia liked white. She was wearing a white dress every day, and suddenly seeing a white elf all over her body would be really attracted.

So we can't blame her.

No creature can resist nature.

But there is always a place to vent his anger.

The tentacles severely shattered the white/elf's heart, and brought out a large pool of blood mixed with brown visceral fragments, which dripped all over the ground.

The precious carpet was dyed dark, and a trace of bright red blood flowed from the corners of the white/elven light-colored lips, dripping on the white gauze.But he was still good-looking, sitting there blankly, not struggling.

The tentacle completed the task, and was about to pull it out happily, and suddenly made a painful chick.

The blood flowing out of those confessions/elves' wounds began to corrode its body, and the surrounding pieces of meat crawled and slowly healed, and a heart grew from the meridians.

Alfonso snorted expressionlessly, and the tentacles once again shattered the newly grown heart, growing one by one, and one by one, until the tentacle was corroded to pieces, and he let it back with disgust: "Go back, waste."

The tentacles rolled back with pointed hands and whimpered.

Alfonso let go of his hand, slipped back Amelia, who had been thinking about it, and tapped the opposite white/elf with her chin: "What is this, how can you not kill it."

The tone is real doubts, I have never seen such a creature, is it that other elves are like this?

Amelia who finally saw the horror of the white/elves: Hiss!

What a beautiful young man, how could he be like this? He was so bloody that he looked too pitiful.

And when Amelia looked over, the white/elf, who had been motionless and allowed Alfonso to poke her heart, smiled again. The terrible blood hole in her chest gradually healed and returned to white and firm muscles, with two points of tender red trembling. Standing tall.

Seduce, seduce naked.

Alfonso:"……"

Amelia took a breath, and desperately held the violent dark elf, and tried her best to smoothly say: "I don't look good without you! He doesn't look good without you!" It took a lot of effort to calm Afang, who was so angry that he almost bombed the house. Cable.

Then quickly packed the white/elf and shut it in the cupboard, and pulled the screen over.

"Hikari, are you called Hikari?" Amelia crouched by the cage, trying to communicate with him.

Behind her, Alfonso's icy gaze pierced her body like a man on her back, obviously very unhappy.

□ □ Ling nodded silently, holding the railing with cold white fingers, looking at her motionlessly with silver-gray eyes.

"Well...it's like this." Amelia said slowly: "This is a misunderstanding. I didn't want to buy you. Or else, where did you live? I'm looking for someone to take you back?"

Then secretly erase this memory or something... Amelia coughed a little embarrassedly, although she was sorry for the white/elf, but in order to protect Alfonso, she had nothing to do.

People are always close and distant.

In her ardent gaze, Bai/elf slowly shook her head, flipped through the package with the whip, and then took out a shackle-like thing in Amelia’s dumbfounded sight and tortured herself On the iron cage.

Amelia:??I tortured myself?

After copying the white/elf and tugged to make sure that the quality is not strong, there was a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

He said in action: I just won't leave.

Amelia had a bald head, with a stern look behind her, and explained in a scorched tone: "Don't worry, I am definitely sending you home, it's not a mess."

Bai/elf continued to shook her head, and even reached out and grabbed the corner of her dress. His thin fingers moved up the corner of the white skirt inch by inch, tapping the back of her hand like a dragonfly.

"the host."

He finally spoke, and his voice sounded like a jade attack, clear and beautiful.

Amelia was first surprised by his name, and then scalded by his body temperature.

So hot.

The body of the white/elf is hot, which is higher than the human body temperature.

Before Amelia had time to think about it, her head suddenly felt cold, and Alfonso appeared behind her instantly, kicked her hand away, and laughed gloomily.

"If you can't die, then bury it alive. You won't be able to crawl out if you're buried below 10,000 meters." He lifted the heavy iron cage with one hand and left.

Amelia was shocked: Wait!