What Should I Do If I was Forced to Marry the Elf Queen

"Huh... what happened just now... No... you don't have to say it anymore!"

Marguerite squeezed her small fist tightly and said to me in a loud voice.

It's weird..... She wasn't so angry when she was rubbed by me.....I apologize to her now, why is she?

Hey... Forget it, I don't want to.

Sometimes I suddenly feel that what the old bastard said is right... "A woman only confesses her sincerity when she is in bed. At other times she can't see through."

So now I guess Margaret’s thoughts are certainly useless. Only when she undresses and lies in bed at night... is the real time for me to understand her real thoughts!

After all, people will never lie when talking in their sleep.

This is the precious experience I have gained from observing my sister's sleep over the years.Every time, I can only learn about the dark history of the little witch when she eavesdrops on her dream.Of course, it is not entirely black history, and sometimes there are some special contents.

For example, she would say dream talks in a particularly panic tone every three to five:

"Brother...Don't...can't do this! We are brothers and sisters...that kind of thing is not good..."

Every time I hear such words from that little witch, I get very excited!

Because, this shows that the little witch is afraid of me!

Yes, in the five years in the basement, I was cruelly abused by the old bastard.But at the same time I was tortured, I became stronger too!It only took a year to completely surpass my sister who had beaten me for more than ten years!

If it hadn't been for the old bastard to stop him...in the past four years, I would have caught this little bastard and spanked countless times!

However, the cunning exception of the little witch always hides behind the old bastard, and the fox bullies me...so that I can't find the chance to fight back.

But judging from the few dreams she often said...I think she is still very afraid of my revenge.After all, there is such a big power gap here.

Hmph, fortunately, she can still say "We are brothers and sisters"...Do you think I won't beat you when I move out of the family relationship?

Are you kidding me?!

When you were young, you forced me to play "horse riding" every day, and when you pushed me into the mud on a rainy day, why didn't you remember that I was your brother?

Want to use this as a shield now?

no way!

Anyway, that old bastard can't beat me anymore... Don't even think about anyone who can protect you.When the stepmother is not at home someday, I will drag you to the basement to get revenge.Let you understand what is meant by "elder brother as father" and "father love as mountain"!

"Atu...why did you start giggling again?"

At this time, Marguerite's voice came from my ear again.

"Ah what? Sister, you said..."

"Oh...adolescent boy...I can understand some impulses."

Marguerite shook her head helplessly, then she covered her chest with some lingering fears and said:

"It's just... Atu, the way you looked just now really surprised me."

"Do you want a girl's body so much? Or is it that Atu, you treat your sister..."

Halfway through, the girl wanted to realize something, she shook her head desperately, and then patted her face again.

Then he returned to his usual demeanor:

"Forget it..." She picked up the basket from the ground, and naturally took my arm from the side, "Atu will come home with me first."

The peaks of the girl clung to my arm, and the soft touch couldn't help but make me feel a little bit turbulent.

"Ah... go to your sister's house?"

"of course."

Seeing my slightly flustered expression, Marguerite smiled lightly.

"Looking at your dirty look, you can't hurry up in a hot bath, let's talk..." The girl smirked and lifted my lace skirt and said, "Atu, you can't always Do you want to wear this girl's clothes?"

"Never!"

I shook my head firmly, and then agreed to Margaret's suggestion.

5. What should I do if my girlfriend is considered a childhood sweetheart?

What kind of experience is it to go to the street with beautiful girls arm in arm?

If you let me answer this question before.I would probably say without hesitation: "That must be so cool!"

While enjoying the envy, jealousy and hatred of the passers-by, while being with beautiful girls.No matter how you look at it, this is what the old bastard calls the "premium cash treatment"!

However, even if it is a current charge, it must follow the Basic Law!

In order to achieve the achievement of "passerby jealousy", there is another most basic premise, that is-in the eyes of others, you must be the lover of the girl next to you, not a girlfriend... In fact, according to Generally speaking, when young men and women of equal age walk together, people naturally think that they are lovers, and there will be no unnecessary misunderstandings.

But unfortunately...I now not only have long waist-length hair, but I also wear lace skirts, stockings and round-toe shoes.

In the eyes of any normal person, I am a beautiful girl, not a man...

Therefore, although the gazes of pedestrians along the way are still envious, there is no meaning of envy in it.

After all, in their eyes, Margaret and I are good friends who love each other.

I think, apart from the old bastard’s kind of peerless sex, who would have thought that under the skirt of this "black long straight girl", there is a peerless... !How come you have such a superb family!

At this moment, two aunts on the side of the road who were talking and laughing gave me another crit.

"Hey, seeing the two girls in front of me, I remembered my youth."

An aunt said with envy.

"Yes." The other aunt exclaimed. "When I was young, I also had hair hanging down to my waist, just like that girl with black hair...It's just that I have braids. ....."

Ma... I beg you to stop talking!

I am a man!It's really a man!It's a pure man with a handle!

Not a girl!Not a girl!It's a girl with a handle...Bah bah bah!I was wrong...

I really want to die! I really want to find a hole in it!Why should I be tortured like this?

Uuuu, it's all caused by the old pervert!I am forced to have long hair for a big man!

Looking at the enviable eyes of the aunts, I felt as painful as having thousands of steel needles stuck on my body.

Thinking of this, I caught a strand of hair angrily, pulled it twice, gritted my teeth and said:

"Lady later, I must cut you off! Burn this shameful suit together..."

However, the two aunts on the side of the road would still be wrong, and only listen to them lower their voices and say:

"Look at you, the girl with black hair is shy..."

"Don't say it's true, my face is blushing..."

Shy of your sister!

Master, I am angry!

You are almost crying with anger!

"Hehe, what's wrong with you Atu?"

Seeing my crying face, Marguerite leaned forward with a grin.

"It's nothing, it's just a little dizzy after seeing the sun for too long." I said weakly. "By the way, sister. Do you have a hairdresser in your house?"

"Yes, what do you ask this for?"

The girl looked at me curiously.

"Of course it's a normal haircut!" I said, and I pulled my long hair helplessly, "I've had enough."

"It's cut? That's a shame, right?" The girl said regretfully, "I finally stayed so long and the hair quality is so good..."

"But I'm a man, sister."

I cried and said helplessly.

"That's right." Margaret nodded thoughtfully, and then smiled, "Haha, after such a long time, I'm almost used to the way Attu is now."

The girl murmured to herself, a blush appeared on her smooth face.

"How fast, Atu is now an adult too..."

After that, the girl suddenly stood on tiptoe and pecked on my cheek like a dragonfly.

"Sister Margaret...you..."

Feeling the soft aftertaste of the girl's lips, I felt a fever on my face.She dared not look at Margaret, and looked away in a panic.

"My sister is very happy to see Attu has grown up." Marguerite looked at me tenderly and said, then put her red lips close to my ears, and said, "Besides, seeing my Attu is so cute ..... I can't help but want to eat you~"

"Sister, sister...you...you..."

Feel the warm breath of the girl.

Immediately, my face flushed from my neck to the base of my ears.

Although this is a classic development in the book...Although I have almost read one hundred and three thousand books in the basement of the old bastard.....Although I am proficient in thirty-six heavens and seventy-two earth evils One hundred and eight poses...

But but... but I am still a virgin!

It is really exciting to have such an intimate contact with girls!

6. What should I do if Galeries Lafayette has a long standby time?

Seeing my flustered expression.Marguerite's face showed a triumphant look.

She took my arm and tugged gently:

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you. Let's go home."

"Um... well..."

I helped my forehead helplessly and walked forward holding Margaret's arm.

After about half an hour.

Margaret and I came to a gorgeous white house.

This is Margaret's house and the residence of the Prince of Wales, the supreme ruler of the principality.

In fact, strictly speaking, the entire County of Glamorgan is my family's territory.The traditional capital of the Principality of Wales is the city of Cardiff, twenty miles to the east.In theory, there should be the prince's residence.

But for safety reasons... the prince would rather live in the manor in my territory for a long time than move into the tightly guarded castle of Gardeff.

After all, with the existence of the old bastard of his father, Glamorgan County can be regarded as the safest place in the entire British Kingdom in a sense.

Although a little reluctant...but I still have to admit that my father's bastard is quite powerful.At some point, even the pope of the eternal holy capital had to buy his face.

Therefore, in the county of Glamorgan under his protection, no one dared to attack the prince.

Perhaps you are a little surprised, why the dignified Prince of Wales dare not even go to his residence?

Of course, this is also for a reason.

In fact, Margaret's father, besides the Prince of Wales, has a more prominent title-the first heir to the Kingdom of Britain.

The so-called Prince of Wales is nothing more than a title usually conferred on the Crown Prince.

As the eldest son of Queen Elizabeth III of Britain, the prince was established as a prince at birth and became the legal heir to the British throne.

Originally, this was also understandable.

But with the passage of time, Queen Elizabeth, who was on "super long standby", has been sitting on the London Throne for more than sixty years!

At that time, although the queen who was over eighty years old was full of silver hair, her style was as good as that of the past, and she still had great energy to handle the country's government affairs.

I heard from my father that for a long time, Queen Elizabeth has been ranked first in the "Longevity Contest" alongside the oriental fairy Jin Chanzi. I don't know when the winner will be decided.

For the country, the monarch’s health and longevity should have been a good thing.

But Queen Elizabeth's longevity put Margaret's father into an embarrassing situation.

One year before Margaret was born, Queen Elizabeth was already eighty-three years old.In the long years before this, most of the queen's children passed away before her.And the last remaining prince, His Royal Highness, became embarrassingly the "Prince of Sixty Years."