He was a little irritable.
If it was normal, as an elf king, with a pure heart and no pollution, in a quiet bookstore, he should be able to read the book very quickly.
But now, the elf boy's eyes fell on his sister who was not far away, and his eyes were vaguely deep.
This emotion makes people irritable.
He lowered his eyes, his warm green pupils were as beautiful as branches and leaves, and his eyes quietly fell on the pages of the book.
After a few seconds, the elf suddenly ran over, held the book in his hand to his brother, raised his face and asked curiously: "Brother, what are they doing?"
The Elven King glanced at it.
In the exquisite picture album, the picture is unsightly.
Caught off guard, the young man's fair cheeks instantly turned red, and his slender fingers suddenly pulled the picture album out of his sister's hand, and pressed it on the table, with a sweet voice that was already a little bit annoyed: "Ai Gewei..."
The elf blinked ignorantly.
Perhaps feeling her brother's anger, she seemed a little scared, and took a small step back.
The younger sister's retreat made the boy startled, and subconsciously softened his voice: "... come here."
With her little hands behind her back, the little girl looked at him innocently with emerald green eyes, "No... my brother is angry."
"No," the young man pinched his white brows and softened his tone, "Don't be afraid, brother, come here."
Only then did the little elf come forward slowly, and was hugged by her brother, she showed a triumphant smile, lay on the young man's shoulder, grabbed the black robe with her little hand, turned her face and asked, "What is that, brother? "
Gasel put the album back, walked out of the bookstore with his sister in his arms, "That's not what you should read."
"Then brother, can you watch it?" The little elf tilted his head and continued to ask while lying on the boy's shoulder.
"... The elves don't need to look at that." The boy's voice seemed a little embarrassed. Looking at the line of his profile, he could see his long eyelashes blinking slightly, as if he was a little embarrassed, and coughed lightly.
Yu Chu's tiny fingers wrapped around the blond hair on the boy's shoulders, "Then why do humans need to watch this?"
She saw the elf's long ears close at hand, blushing a little shyly, and the voice of the beautiful brother was calm and calm: "Humans need to have children."
He glanced at the elf, "The elves are born naturally and don't need to reproduce."
Hmm... there seems to be nothing more to ask.
Yu Chu blinked, and had no choice but to say oh, and obediently stopped asking questions, "Brother, I'm sleepy."
Gasel looked down at her, touched her forehead with his slender white and slightly cool fingers, the elf yawned a little, and leaned listlessly on his shoulder.
The boy wrapped her in a black robe, "It should be about to start growing. Let's go back to the hotel."
About to start growing
The birth and growth of the elves are magical.
Yu Chu still wanted to ask what it meant, but she had been lethargic for the past two days, and now she couldn't open her eyes suddenly, and fell asleep after a while.
The black-robed boy hugged her, and when he returned to the hotel, he put the little girl on the bed. With his snow-white and slender fingers, he untied her clothes lightly, and then gently covered her with the quilt.
He stood with downcast eyes for a while, his fingertips shimmered, and emerald green vines wrapped around the entire bed.
The elf boy withdrew his hand.
My sister is growing up...
When I grow up, maybe I will have more thoughts, and I will yearn for the outside world more, and I will not be nostalgic for my brother.
The boy leaned over, his blond hair falling from his sides.