Chapter 652 (2/2)

”La la!” The elf happily patrolled the castle, and then came to the kitchen.

Merrida is carrying a plate of stew. She has just finished practicing riding, shooting and fencing. She needs to eat something to replenish her energy.

When a piece of food was put into her mouth, Merida chewed twice and suddenly stopped.

A girl sat in front of her very familiar, and then pulled some of the food in front of her in front of her and ate it as if there were no one else.

”Delicious, Merida, are you full? Then I'll eat it all!” Seeing that Merida stopped moving, the elf stretched out evil claws to her food.

”Little jasmine?” The voice is the voice of little jasmine, but people don't seem to be. Isn't little jasmine a little one?

So small, slap big, very lovely elf, how can it be a little girl?

”Well, you're welcome. Let me help you!” Seeing that she didn't eat, little Molly picked up the food left for her.

Merida felt that she was not hungry. She looked at little jasmine curiously and turned around her a few times before she was sure that it was really the elf, not a little girl pretending to be.

Because the face is very familiar, it is an enlarged version of the elf, with wings behind it, and the skirt is also the ELF's skirt.

”You... Merryda thought in her mind,” how did you become like this? I mean, weren't you such a small one before? ”

Merida made a gesture and compared her two fingers to a height of more than ten centimeters.

”You say so?” The elf tilted his head and thought, jumped gently, and turned into a small one flying in the air.

”Yes, you just, is that magic?”

”No, gray turned me into a God, and then I can grow up at will.” The elf explained and continued to concentrate on solving the food.

Merida pondered for a moment, slowly sat next to the elf, her eyes were uncertain, and she said casually, ”well, didn't gray do anything strange to you?”

”What strange thing?” Little Molly doesn't understand that gray is a strange person. He always does all kinds of strange things. On the contrary, she doesn't think gray does anything strange.

Merrida knew that the elf was a simple child and could easily be cheated by bad people. She thought about it and whispered, ”for example, let you sleep with him?”

”We always sleep together.” The elf looked at Merida strangely. What's strange? She always slept with gray.

”I mean, he made you an adult, slept in a quilt with him, and did some strange things to you.”

”No, but gray is afraid of the cold and often finds some big sisters to warm his bed.” Little Molly shook her head. She has her own bed. Don't sleep in Gray's bed. It would be terrible if she was pressed by him.

”Big sister?” A black line appeared on his sharp forehead. Sure enough, slag man stone hammer!

That night, gray hoped that the elves would grow up and become more sensible.

In the past, he thought it was great that the elves could continue to see all kinds of knowledge and keep their innocence.

But now he doesn't think so. Little Molly needs to know that there are some things she can't say.

But the problem is not big. For a successful warm man, handsome smile and sincere sophistry are basic skills. Nothing can not be solved by sweet words. If not, go deeper and deeper.

At that time, all problems will come naturally and be solved easily.