Entering a Split Personality

Xiao He was startled, that Lance still remembered him greatly.

But fortunately, he saves trouble and doesn't need to rack his brains to think about how to stand out from the pile of black hairs.

Walking all the way forward, Xiao He thought he would see Lance alone, but he did not expect that the elf led him around several corridors and walked into a spacious room.

Xiao He was puzzled. Just about to ask, he saw that there was still a room in the house. After the door was opened, a series of elves filed out. Each of them was dragging a silver plate with various kinds of things on it. s things.

What is this for?

Without waiting for him to ask, the elf who had led him before had already whispered: "Serve Young Master Xiao He to change clothes."

"More... change clothes?" Xiao He blinked and said, "I am wearing..."

Before he finished speaking, an elf headed by him had already walked over, and when he raised his finger, Xiao He was dumbfounded.

I am my grass! Where's Lord's clothes! The white short shirt that the master is wearing is straightforward! Why is it gone!

These elves can also use spells, mother, they still specialize in taking off their clothes... No, it is a spell that specializes in taking off "men" clothes!

It's terrible, there is nothing wrong with thinking carefully!

Xiao He instinctively blocked the key position, but soon the second elf came over, and as soon as he raised his hand, a stream of blue-green clear spring water slowly poured out, enveloping his entire body.

The spring water is warm and smooth, flowing slowly on the body, not only without any discomfort, but also makes people feel a burst of physical and mental comfort from the outside in.

Good thing, the little anger in Xiao He's heart has been extinguished again, and the spell can be used to bathe, which is great!

Then came the third elves. Although these elves were stern, straight-eyed, like puppets, it must be said that their spells were so sweet that they wanted to take them home.

Undressing-bathing-massage-moisturizing (this is slightly feminine, Xiao He said it can be omitted)-blowing-changing clothes...

A whole set of processes went down, clean and perfect. The more important point is that they all use magic techniques and never touch him at all, so there is no need to be embarrassed about it.

Okay... It's a bit embarrassing to be stared at by such a group of people.

However, classmate Xiao He, who is very adaptable, said that he can still bear it. This little problem does not prevent him from wanting to take them home (thinking too much).

After getting dressed neatly, Xiao He stood in front of the mirror and looked at it.

It is said that people rely on clothes, horses and saddles, and his face looks a bit clean.

In the mirror is a young and clean elf teenager, with long hair like splashing ink, soft and fine, spreading on his back, hanging straight around his waist, and outlines the figure slightly thin, but because of the gorgeous and exquisite dress, the thinness becomes thin. Extravagance. A string of gorgeous black pearl belts around the waist accurately depicts the waistline, and at the same time it echoes the blue silk, making the skin tone fairer.

The elven boy has red lips and white teeth, picturesque eyebrows, trembling pointed ears, and a sudden smile, revealing a pair of small tiger teeth, which makes this quiet, beautiful, and very lively.

Xiao He looked pleasing to the eye, but he was still a little bit murmured in his heart. He is not ugly like this, but why does he feel a bit feminine...

However, he was relieved again. There are no women in this world, so no one might know what is feminine.

Clothes are good things, jewellery is good things, I want him to take it off after putting it on, no way!

Xiao He was looking at himself, and the elves before him were also looking at him. He looked up and down a few times, adjusted the angle of the neckline and the accessories on his wrist slightly, and was finally satisfied.

"Master Xiao He, come with me."

Xiao He followed again and remained silent along the way, but it did not prevent him from complaining.

The **** Marance is so big, he even has to dress up when he sees him. It's really a matter of the nobility, trouble!

After bypassing a corridor and passing through a garden of fireflies, when Xiao He was dazzled, the elf leading the way had already pushed open the hall door and led him into a huge and gorgeous hall.

The beautiful sound of the piano came out slowly, and the elegant and clean fragrance permeated everywhere. Xiao He looked around, thinking that he had strayed into the world of fairy tales.

The suspended crystal harp, the beautiful thin-winged elves, the floating tencel drapery, the gorgeous lighting that is so exquisite that God will notice, and...the interior is dazzling.

Just glance at it, you will forget everything, walk into it, and be fascinated by the dreamy scene, making people think that this is heaven.

——Gather all the beautiful and prosperous kingdoms of heaven in the world.

Xiao He couldn't tell how long he had watched it before returning to his senses, but fortunately, because the hall was too big and he came in through a side door, not many people noticed him.

So even if he stood there for a long time with a silly look, he didn't have to worry about being despised.

Calming down, Xiao He looked over again, paying more attention to the elves in it.

This is probably a banquet, and it is a very high-level banquet. Most people who can come to participate are elves with status and status.

The elves originally carried all the preferences of God and were bestowed with incomparable beauty, and these high-level elves took the word beauty to its apex.

Jewelry, costumes, carvings of craftsmen... everything is just the green leaves under the red flowers, which only serve as a foil.

They are the creatures that can suppress such a holy realm the most. They are the race that can control these gorgeousness the most. With their overall temperament, they are enough to make mortals forget their breath.

While Xiao He was walking, although he didn't feel cramped, he felt a sense of incompatibility.

He is naturally more nervous, so he rarely feels uncomfortable, but at this moment, he is slightly flustered, and there is always the illusion of a mouse droppings in the soup pot. He's so immortal, he feels like that rat shit...

Ah yeah, there is no such thing as burying himself, Xiao He cheered himself up, he is also an elf now, with wings and more pointed ears, a properly pure elf, so don't think about it!

Along the way, Xiao He looked a little tired of aesthetics. He always thought this beauty was the most beautiful, but the next one made him a little dizzy. He always thought it could not be more charming than this, but the next...

It went over and over again, until he walked to the center and saw the blond elf sitting on the cyan seat.

Although it was the second time to meet, Xiao He still couldn't look away. Lance really had a face of anger between humans and gods. It was so perfect that there were no flaws, and it was so dazzling that people could forget the brilliance of the scorching sun. Amazed.

Lance smiled and raised his hand and said, "Little guy, come here."

Xiao He squeezed his palms, regained his senses, and relied on the depiction in his memory to salute: "Xiao He has seen Lord Lance."

"You don't need to be polite," Lance got up, his robe clung to the floor, and walked towards him, walking towards him, "You are so beautiful today."

Xiao He was startled, and immediately a little embarrassed. He was not because of this compliment, but because of this gesture.

He was shorter than Lance, and Lance leaned over and covered him almost entirely, speaking so close to his ear, close and ambiguous, plus the content of the words, and he whispered like a lover.

But the problem is...Xiao He is Spartan in his heart, he is not familiar with him!

Just about to retreat, Lance reached out and hooked him, causing the two to stick closer.

The only thing left in Xiao He's mind is: He treats me as a woman...as a woman...as a woman...a woman...a person...a!

Go to Nima! Lao Tzu is not a woman!

He just wanted to make a big move, but suddenly heard a nice announcement from outside the door: "Your Majesty is here."

Suddenly... All the music disappeared, the air was almost condensed, and the noble and elegant elves before were neatly and respectfully kneeling on the ground.

Xiao He was a little surprised, and when he glanced at it, he saw the man standing by the door.

At that moment, he truly forgot what breath was.

The silver-haired elf is like the only light in the dark. In front of him, all the beauty, all the brightness, and all the admirable things instantly become worthless.

Facing Lance, Xiao He was only shocked by his beauty, but his brain still functioned normally.

But seeing Al, he left everything behind.