When Grand Duke Ivan teleported back to the dormitory of the White Oak Palace, he saw Wen Ying curled up on the "floor" made of white oak wood like a quiet kitten, with a pale face and strange eyes, as if staring fiercely at a few green leaves.

Grand Duke Ivan was very strange, his divine sense sensed where Wen Ying's gaze was, there was only dark green and white leaves, and nothing else.

"Why are you lying on a white oak board?" Grand Duke Ivan immediately picked up Wen Ying.

Wen Ying closed her eyes. She knew that Grand Duke Ivan had a keen sense, and she didn't want Grand Duke Ivan to see something strange in her eyes, so she whispered: "I don't know why, my heart hurts so much." ”

Emperor Eric's words kept lingering in Wen Ying's mind.

"You must never open your mouth to me that you are going to Littles."

"Fate has arranged for Litus to be with Luquesia, and no race can go against fate's arrangement, including you."

"Tonight's feast of the Hundred Flowers, I'll announce Litus' engagement to Luquecia."

"You don't have to suspect that Litus didn't know about the marriage contract, which I arranged for by me."

"From now on, you only have to focus on one thing, and that's finding the light source. The day you find the light source is when you return to Earth. ”

At this moment, in the arms of Grand Duke Ivan, for some reason, Wen Ying actually remembered an American movie "Butterfly Effect" that she had seen on Earth, and thought that every time the hero tried to change his fate, it always brought more tragic consequences, and in the end, the hero could only repeat the fate of the cycle--- he hanged himself in the fetus with an umbilical cord in his mother's **.

Her heart hurt more and more, and Wen Ying couldn't help but grit her teeth lightly and frowned.

"Heartache?" Grand Duke Ivan held Wen Ying with one hand, but gently caressed Wen Ying's heart with the other hand. Since soaking in the blood of the golden dragon, Wen Ying has been in good physical condition in the past two days since she woke up, but now she suddenly has a "heartache", and Grand Duke Ivan can't help but worry, "Well, the rhythm of your heart is indeed beating a lot faster than before—how long has it hurt?" ”

"Just now." Wen Ying's eyes were still closed, and her voice was weak, "It seems like a dagger is stabbing my heart, it hurts, it hurts." ”

Seeing Wen Ying's painful expression, Grand Duke Ivan felt a pang of pain, and he once again regretted that he had been so heavy on Wen Ying in the first place. Grand Duke Ivan hugged Wen Ying and sat on the edge of the bed, he still held Wen Ying in his arms, and with a wave of his other hand, a silver rune flew out like a waterfall, and in an instant, the divine enchantment laid by Count Aralic had disappeared. He said in a deep voice, "Alaric." ”

As soon as the divine enchantment disappeared, he only heard the wooden door of the dormitory being knocked open with a "bang", and it was directly knocked open by the little golden dragon with his body. When the little golden dragon arrived at the dormitory, the dormitory had been laid by the Count of Araric, and according to the current magic power of the little golden dragon, it was impossible to break into it at all, although he was dissatisfied, he had to stay at the door obediently.

The little golden dragon flew into the dormitory like lightning, and the Count of Alaric strode in.

Count Alaric poured a cup of golden dragon blood and handed it to Grand Duke Ivan.

Probably smelling the smell of the same kind of blood, the little golden dragon roared a few times in a high-pitched manner.

"Quiet." Grand Duke Ivan shouted at the little golden dragon.

The little golden dragon didn't dare to scream, and crouched beside Grand Duke Ivan, he raised his head, and his blood-red eyes were either staring at the crystal cup in Grand Duke Ivan's hand, or staring at the transparent crystal tube in Count Alarik's hand.

Grand Duke Ivan handed the crystal cup to Wen Ying's eyes and said gently, "Drink it." ”

Whether it is golden dragon blood or other dragon blood, it is a very demonic god and monster, and the taste is very delicious, making people want to drink it more and more.

Smelling the fragrant apple smell and thinking of the taste of drinking the golden dragon blood for the first time, although Wen Ying had a kind of ** that she wanted to drink, but when she thought that it was the golden dragon blood, she felt disgusted again, so she shook her head.

Grand Duke Ivan brought the crystal cup to his lips and took a sip. Grand Duke Ivan's actions made Count Alaric stunned--- Grand Duke Ivan put the crystal cup into the air, and the crystal cup was suspended in mid-air, and Grand Duke Ivan put one hand around Wen Ying's waist, and the other hand pinched Wen Ying's chin and kissed Wen Ying's lips fiercely.

The sweet-tasting golden dragon blood flowed from Grand Duke Ivan's mouth to Wen Ying's mouth. Wen Ying struggled, Grand Duke Ivan's lips kissed Wen Ying's lips firmly, his tongue had already penetrated into it, sucking it repeatedly. The blood of the golden dragon eventually flowed into Wen Ying's throat.

Grand Duke Ivan was still kissing Wen Ying's lips and tongue, and his tongue turned upside down in her mouth. It's sweet, it's soft, it's beautiful.

Wen Ying no longer struggled, "No race can go against the arrangement of fate, including you", the words of Emperor Eric echoed in her head. She said to herself in her heart: "Then obey the arrangement of fate, then obey the arrangement of fate." She felt as if something had been detached from her heart, and it hurt.

After a while, Grand Duke Ivan was satisfied and let go of Wen Ying: "Do you drink it yourself, or will I feed you one bite at a time?" ”

Wen Ying glanced at Grand Duke Ivan, lowered her eyebrows, obediently drank the cup of golden dragon blood slowly, she raised her head: "Another cup." She thought to herself, "If you drink a few more glasses, maybe you will fall asleep soon and sleep for a few more days and nights." ”

"Just one cup." Grand Duke Ivan said in a low voice: "Have another drink?" I don't want you to fall asleep again--- the feast of the Hundred Flowers Festival is about to begin, haven't you always wanted to see those strange aliens? ”

Wen Ying closed her eyes again and said softly: "I originally wanted to see it, but now my heart hurts and I don't want to watch it." ”

Grand Duke Ivan covered Wen Ying's heart again, and his voice was worried and suspicious: "Does it still hurt now?" The rhythm of your heart's beating seems to have returned to normal. ”

Wen Ying didn't bother to answer, she just wanted to stay alone quietly now. She thought, get a good night's sleep, get up and everything will be fine. At this moment, Wen Ying is like an ostrich, wanting to bury her head in the sand to escape everything in front of her.

Although she didn't open her eyes, Wen Ying felt that Grand Duke Ivan was unbuttoning her chest. The long skirt worn by Wen Ying is similar to a shirt waist long skirt, and the buttons are white pearls.

"What are you doing?" Wen Ying couldn't help but open her eyes, she was anxious and ashamed. What does this man want to do? Count Ararila was still standing by his side.

"Don't move." Grand Duke Ivan gently covered the atrium of Wen Ying's naked heart with one palm, and said without raising his head: "Stand down." ”

Count Alaric looked at Wen Ying in the arms of Grand Duke Ivan, his blue eyes flashed with a trace of worry, he replied with a "yes", glanced at the corner of the dormitory, and disappeared in an instant.

Not only the palm of Grand Duke Ivan covering Wen Ying's heart, but it seemed that his entire arm had become golden, and golden runes flowed on the palm.

Wen Ying felt an extremely comfortable warmth flowing from the atrium to her whole body, and a slight shiver filled her body, making her feel extremely comfortable in her limbs. This feeling seems familiar--- Wen Ying remembered that it was when she woke up from taking the heart of the phoenix, Grand Duke Ivan fell in love with her, and the god of Grand Duke Ivan appeared, in that golden ocean, this is how it felt.

"Are you comfortable?" Grand Duke Ivan asked, his voice deep and gentle.

Wen Ying still closed her eyes: "Comfortable." "It's really comfortable, Wen Ying feels like going back to her childhood, lying in her mother's warm embrace, warm, comfortable, and at ease. Wen Ying covered one palm over the palm of Grand Duke Ivan, and said softly: "It's so comfortable, Ivan, your hand is here, don't leave." [Thank you to the book friends who insist on reading this book, thank you for your support, thank you for your recommendation votes.] Ask for clicks, ask for support, ask for collections, ask for recommendations]