Jeluka blushed and firmly believed in this judgment. It should be said that the second explanation was absolutely not allowed.

No, now is not the time to be happy. This idiot actually pulled Hillman into the team. Isn't it enough that he already has a personal maid? The greedy guy will be kicked to death by a hundred horses.

The two little hands vented their anger on the defenseless sleeping face, gently pulling it up and making various ridiculous expressions.

I originally thought that this fool was worried about Rogge’s wife in the camp, but he hooked up with Hilmanya in the blink of an eye. It’s a shame that I’m still worried about him, it’s unforgivable!

After thinking about it, Jeluka became even angrier and her cheeks were bulging. If other elves saw it, they would definitely give this normally upright and beautiful knight of the Morning Dew a new and extremely cute comment.

The two small hands holding the sleeping face unconsciously increased their strength.

Idiot, Idiot, Idiot, Idiot!!

"But... damn, this stupid ghost, if it does this again... I will fight back..."

As a result, as soon as the strength of the hand increased, the owner of Sleeping Face reacted immediately. As he was mumbling in his sleep, before Jeluka could react, she was hugged by two strong arms.

"Eh-Eh-Eh-!!"

Being held tightly in her arms, in an instant, the hidden attributes in her heart burst out, and her purple eyes were immediately filled with tears, like a little rabbit trapped in a den by a wolf, full of timidity and

helpless.

"Bullying people? Bullying people? Wuwu~~Who come to save me, Kaluge, where are you, Wuwu~~wuwuwu~~~"

Jeluka began to wail softly, and Hilmanya was sleeping not far away. She did not dare to make too much noise, so she was trapped in a trap.

"Uh-huh~~~"

She seemed to feel something extra in her arms. She rubbed her sleeping face against the soft part and smelled it. This move made Jeluka even more frightened. She blinked and hot, crystal tears flowed down her cheeks.

, constantly sniffing her delicate and small nose, like a poor girl caught by bandits, making intermittent whining and choking sounds.

"Hmm~ Linya? The taste seems wrong. The breasts...have become smaller?"

The murmuring sound in her ears startled Jeluka, and she even forgot to breathe. She didn't know if it was because of the huffing sound coming from her sensitive ears, or for some other reason, but her face turned red.

No, looking at Jeluka's current expression, perhaps it would be more appropriate to describe it as red with anger.

For a moment, she even forgot the timidity and cowardice in her heart, opened her small mouth, and bit the opponent's neck with one bite.

"Little ghost~~I was wrong~~please spare me~~" The murmur in sleep turned into a scream.

The next morning...I just got up and assumed a thinker's posture.

I seemed to have had a strange dream last night.

Although I always dream about Vilas and the others, I always feel that last night’s dream was particularly exciting...or should I say it was complicated?

There is a familiar light tulip fragrance lingering on her body, um, it belongs to the pornographic maid.

After thinking about it, I felt that it was not surprising that I had been with this guy for a long time recently, and that I had a trace of his scent on my body, so I didn't go into details.

By the way, what exactly is that slight numbness in your neck?
Chapter completed!