A trace of relief flashed deep in his eyes. He always felt something strange before. He was still wondering if this Huansha had something to do with them. He also thought that as soon as the auction here was over, he would send people to the Fantasy Continent to investigate.

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Now it seems that there is no need, don’t worry, this unconscious expression is the most real, isn’t it?

Fan Ruoyu raised her eyes and looked at the old man in Tsing Yi, her eyebrows slightly raised. She was so dazed just now that she didn't even know when the old man in Tsing Yi came to her, so she said coldly: "What's the matter?"

At this time, she didn't even bother to address him and went straight to the topic.

The old man in Tsing Yi is not upset. No matter who is in front of him at this time, His Highness the Prince has taken a fancy to it and has proved it with practical actions. He is determined to decide on this woman. Then who knows when in the future, this person will be his.

Master, he became more and more respectful and flattering.[

"His Royal Highness paid 10,000 pure gold to take a photo of this elf. I hope my wife will like it!"

Fan Ruoyu blinked and looked at Xiang Ya in disbelief. But deep in the eyes of both of them, there was a hint of understanding. The ice elf ten thousand years ago was brought by Apocalypse to relieve her loneliness.

Thousands of years later, this ice elf originally belonged to her, but now someone else spent money to buy something that was originally hers and gave it to her. She happily accepted it, and even gave it a big smile and sigh.

"Send it to me? His Royal Highness is really a generous gift. I like this gift." Huansha stood up from the recliner and knelt down carefully. Fan Ruoyu didn't even look at it.

He directly twisted up the golden cage and looked at the pale and weak Qicai inside. The doubts in his eyes passed by. He smiled and said to the old man in green clothes: "Please thank His Highness the Prince."

The old man in green bowed, "As long as Madam likes it!" After a pause, "His Royal Highness the Prince said that elves are bred by heaven and earth, and only the light of color emitted by her body can become a thing on Madam's body."

"Really? But the ones in my hair were made by Ya himself?" Fan Ruoyu pursed his lips in a shy manner, and a blush flashed across his freckled face. He held the golden cage and looked at the colorful things inside,

He asked Ya, "Look, does it look good? Where should I put it?" He seemed to be asking for Ya's opinion.

"Huh!" Ya didn't answer, but his eyes fell on the old man in green.

In an instant, the overwhelming coercion containing the power of God attacked the old man in green.

Just hearing a 'plop', the old man in green knelt down suddenly and exclaimed, "Young Master Ya..."

As soon as Ya flicked his sleeves, the old man in green was thrown out of the box, and his faint voice contained coercion, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness, but everything on my wife can only be donated by me!"

The old man in Tsing Yi was almost in tears. He wanted to bite off his tongue. What he said just now clearly meant that the jewelry on Fan Ruoyu's head was not worthy of Fan Ruoyu. It also implied that Ya was not worthy of Fan Ruoyu.

If he knew that the ornaments on her head were made by Mr. Ya himself, he wouldn't dare to tell her even if he had the courage to lend him ten times. A trace of bitterness flashed across the face of the old man in green clothes, what should he do?

When Fan Ruoyu saw the door of the box closed, he threw himself into Ya's arms and threw the gold cage he was holding into Feng Luo's hand. Then he raised Ya's neck with one hand and bit Ya's lips with his pink lips.

One bite.

"I really liked the way you were jealous just now!"
Chapter completed!