The Righteous Player(s)

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"It's been a while since I watched it."

Ah Dian spoke on her own, making a hoarse and charming voice: "His Royal Highness...seems to dislike me a little."

"He's just a little scary and a little shy."

Dmitry quickly explained to him: "But Annan is a good boy. If you know him, you can feel it."

"Don't be so nervous..."

"Bella" couldn't help smiling.

She raised her brows: "Going to drink?"

"Okay."

Dmitry grinned and smiled.

They walked out of the ducal palace, and walked along the road thinking of somewhere.

Before leaving the Ducal Palace, "Bella" pulled up her hood smoothly-this was to hide her qualities as a werewolf. The hard hood will cover the werewolf's ears, and the price is that it will definitely be uncomfortable.

"Actually you don't need to wear a hat."

Dmitry couldn't help but whispered, "No one will say anything."

Bella shook her head: "I don't want to use it as a tool for them to attack you."

She said, following Dmitri silently like an assassin.

Then she came up suddenly and hugged Dmitri's right arm.

Dmitry looked back subconsciously, and saw the messy gray short hair deep in Bella's hood, stuffed with the entire hood. She looks a little fluffy.

Bella's dark golden pupils were filled with a warm smile.

"How?"

She leaned in Dmitry's ear and whispered, "Am I cute?"

"You..."

Dmitry smiled helplessly.

He allowed Bella to hold his right arm, and stretched out his left hand to help her tidy her ears pressed under the hood, and touched the fluff in her ears.

Perhaps because of itching, Bella's ears twitched involuntarily.

She leaned forward with a grin, sniffed the faint scent from Dmitry's powerful left hand, stretched out her slippery tongue and licked Dmitry's palm.

"...It's dirty."

Dmitry said helplessly: "I just held the training sword and haven't washed my hands yet."

"I'm not afraid."

Bella whispered: "I don't dislike you."

Her pupils were wet, and the tail behind her shook gently involuntarily.

Despite wearing hoods, they avoided passers-by as much as possible. I chose an alley with fewer people and went to a run-down tavern with few people.

That's not a big, luxurious pub.

It's a private self-service pub.

They lifted the heavy black animal skin curtain and walked in.

There was no one in the pub.

And Ah Dian clearly saw that the werewolf's night vision ability had an effect at this time-she could clearly see the position of the oil lamp, and walked over to light it.

Dmitry went to the wine cabinet and took down a barrel of the worst wine. He counted out the silver coins awkwardly and put them one by one into the shallow groove where the wine was originally placed.

Watching the candlelight was lit, Miss Werewolf wearing a hood took out a dish of sauerkraut, sat at the table with a smile, and waited for him with her tail and head shaking.

Seeing Dmitry coming over with this barrel of wine, Bella said dissatisfied: "You go get another bottle! I won't buy you bad wine this time... I'll treat you to good wine!

"I'm the only one who can't taste the taste...you would be uncomfortable to drink this cheap wine, right?"

Werewolves have special taste buds.

When they drink, no matter what kind of wine they can only taste strong bitterness. Some are similar to the feeling that humans have when drinking "high mountain wine", that is, drinking coffee, but without the mellow and sour taste of high mountain wine, only the simple bitter taste.

Therefore, no matter how good the wine is, it makes no difference to the werewolf.

These inferior wines, because the alcohol concentration is not high, are not so bitter among the wolf population. Instead, it can be taken as an aperitif.

"What's so good about wine."

Confronting Bella’s statement, Dmitry snorted: “Drinking is not just an atmosphere. Instead of leaving me drinking good wine alone, I would rather drink the worst wine of winter with you.”

Bella did not respond.

She just took off her hood silently.

Her short silver-gray hair looked a little warm under the candlelight.

"Look, Your Highness..."

Bella tossed her hair and said with a smile: "Hair has started to grow.

"I remember you like long hair, right?"

"...You are already very good looking."

Dmitry gave a light cough and whispered with his wine glass, "There is no need to have long hair."

"But you said, you like it."

Bella whispered.

Her dark golden pupils were like melting syrup under the candlelight.

She pressed her hair and said slowly: "Then should I cut it off again?"

"Hey, don't!"

Dmitry lost his voice.

He coughed lightly, "It's good to be like this... It's good to be longer. It's all good."

The corners of Bella's mouth rose, revealing a winner-like smile.

She held her chin in her hands and stared at Dmitri quietly.

Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something.

"I remember!"

She exclaimed in a low voice, and took out a few candies from her pocket.

It is a hard candy that looks like a small cane and meets red and white.

"I remember you said...you like sweets, right?"

Bella smiled and said, "I bought this from the underground when I was on a business trip last time.

"Although it is not a very expensive sugar, it is somewhat sweet and sour."

She said, moving her body from the table.

She lifted the handle of the candy, which is the part of the cane grip.

As if feeding a puppy, he stretched it to Dmitry's mouth.

Dmitry smiled and opened his mouth to hold it in, eager to bite.

But Bella was not at all scared.

She didn't withdraw her finger suddenly... Instead, she boldly probed it forward, bringing it closer to Dmitri's teeth.

"What are you doing!"

This was so fright that Dmitry closed his mouth.

Bella just reached out and lightly tapped the tip of his tongue-there was still some melted syrup there.

She sat back again, reaching out to hold her fingers.

——It’s sweet~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Ah Dian clearly perceives it.

"His Royal Highness."

Bella whispered softly like a dream: "I want to have a baby with you.

"It doesn't matter whether I have a status or not. I am not afraid to bear the blood of winter... Your Highness, I am a werewolf. I think my body can bear it. My body is very healthy, and I am still the hand of Winter..."

Bella said softly, "I am your hand."

But when he heard this, Dmitry only showed a distressed expression.

He frowned and thought for a while, then replied very solemnly, "It's better to say...In contrast, Bella.

"I can give you a name. I can marry you at any time, but...I can't give you a child. It involves too many things. Annan was right before. This aspect must be carefully considered... Bei Pull?"

Dmitry looked at the somewhat lost werewolf and asked concerned: "Are you okay?

"Well... if you definitely want a child, I think it can be achieved by ceremonial means. In the cup is a good choice..."

"Drink the bar first, Your Highness."

Bella interrupted, with a smile on her face.

She bowed her head and took a sip of the wine.

It is a faint bitter taste.

Ah Dian soon realized...Comparing that taste to coffee is a little bit romantic.

This is actually closer to a bitter medicine.

"I understand."

She whispered.

The voice was so soft that it even made people wonder whether Dmitry heard it.

next moment.

Did not give Ah Dian any opportunity to act-her eyes suddenly became dark.

[Nightmare has been purified]

A line of words appeared in front of her.

Ah Dian was stunned.

……what's going on?

Why did this nightmare end after playing a CG?