Chapter 117 Once Again, Two Become One
The taste of Droste is like the type of boy that Mrs. Isabel remembers most clearly, deeply occupying the heart of the young girl in love, even though she is no longer a girl now.

But I am still young at heart and can still realize my original dreams.

Mrs. Isabel was even more moved as she thought of this.

The two of them played and joked for a while, then Drosten took Mrs. Isabel's hand, kissed the back of her hand gently, and winked.

"By the way, what happened to Mrs. Isabel's secret medicine?"

"Secret medicine?"

Mrs. Isabel was immersed in the warmth. When Drost asked this question, she immediately remembered that ridiculous night, and her body seemed to react.

"Hmm... that secret medicine is the ancestral potion of our elves. Is there any problem?"

After saying this, Mrs. Isabel didn't dare to look up at Droste's eyes.

After all, this secret medicine is really shameful. We can't say that it was created to promote the ecological balance of the elves and to breed more elves.

It was obtained from a succubus! This is simply...!
Thinking of this, Mrs. Isabel decided with some shame and anger that she must not let the shop owner know the real effect of this secret medicine.

Otherwise, how would the shop owner look at me? He would definitely think that I was a vulgar and slutty woman.

You must feel like a bad person.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Isabel looked up at Droste's eyes and stretched out her hand to draw circles on Droste's body.

"Why do you ask this, little shopkeeper? It's actually not important..."

Droste came back to his senses from Mrs. Isabel's flawless body and reached out to soothe her soft heart.

It's like a piece of warm pudding, soft and at the right temperature.

It feels very good.

"I'm mainly curious about that thing. Can Mrs. Isabel show it to me?"

As he said this, Droste also recalled that ridiculous night.

The shy and hardworking Mrs. Isabel in front of him seemed to be crazy that night. She looked like she had been suffering from a long drought and was really hungry and crazy.

Even Droste's own strengthened physique was somewhat overwhelmed that night, let alone his physique which had not been strengthened before.

He might just fall on the bed and lose consciousness.

It seems that physical fitness is still quite important and needs to be strengthened. After all, Mrs. Isabel is an elf and her physical fitness is far superior to that of humans.

"Hmm... Is the little shop owner so curious about that secret medicine?"

Mrs. Isabel bit her lip, her peach blossom eyes were already filled with mist, sparkling and very attractive.

Her pretty face was slightly red, her lips were slightly parted, and her breath was as sweet as orchid.

"I'm curious, does that make Mrs. Isabel feel embarrassed? If so, then..."

Droste gently stroked Mrs. Isabel's smooth jade back, as if it were a white jade pendant, which felt a little cool and very delicate and smooth.

"No, no... no need to bother... If Droste wants to know, I'll tell you when the time comes..."

"Let me show you the prescription in that book..."

"Yes, thank you, Mrs. Isabel."

Droste kissed Mrs. Isabel twice on the face, causing her to breathe rapidly again and her body to blush uncontrollably.

"You are welcome……"

Mrs. Isabel lowered her head and nodded somewhat awkwardly, but her eyes were involuntarily attracted by the holy sword...

"Does Mrs. Isabel need any reward?"

Putting his arm around Mrs. Isabel's shoulders, Drost rubbed his chin gently against Mrs. Isabel's earlobe.

Mrs. Isabel trembled suddenly, and her body seemed to be tense.

"want……"

"What do you want?"

Drost had inadvertently seen Mrs. Isabel's sight, but he seemed to be teasing her and blew a breath of hot air gently beside Mrs. Isabel's ear. The hot air was like opening Mrs. Isabel's Ren and Du meridians, and her beautiful body was covered with bright peach blossoms, which were very obvious on her fair skin.

It was as if his body fell into the arms of the shop owner.

"I want...it."

Mrs. Isabel looked at the holy sword in front of her and couldn't help but bow down.

He gently rubbed the holy sword emblem with the tip of his nose.

This holy sword is so sharp, and it looks like a great weapon for cutting through obstacles.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Isabel couldn't help swallowing, and her charming peach blossom eyes were filled with moist tears.

This can't even be called a splash, but rather a tide that comes one after another.

Menacing.

Looking at the charming peach blossom eyes, and also looking at the beautiful and helpless wife in front of him.

Droste sighed.

"Madam, are you sure you want to merge with the Holy Sword?"

"As a reward?"

"Well... little shop owner, please stop making fun of me..."

Mrs. Isabel panted slightly, and watched with rapid breathing as the holy sword gradually lit up with a green light.

Even after being polished many times, this holy sword still looks dormant and unruly.

It's really disturbing.

"I just wanted to confirm with my wife several times. After all, if the holy sword is used, it will cause a landslide and tsunami."

Of course, most of them are tsunami scenes.

Droste glanced at his bed sheets, which had been completely destroyed by the tsunami.

"Yeah... no problem..."

Mrs. Isabel leaned back, and the blanket she had covered herself with to keep out the cold seemed to spread out in both directions with a slight pull.

It slid down Mrs. Isabel's skin without any hindrance.

Droste couldn't help but sigh that Mrs. Isabel's skin was so smooth.

Then he saw Mrs. Isabel's graceful figure, with curves in all the right places, and she generously added a touch of plumpness where fat was most needed.

Stretching her body, Mrs. Isabel blinked her eyes.

Looking at Droste's fixed eyes, I felt happy in my heart and was looking forward to what would happen next.

Unconsciously, Mrs. Isabel seemed to have become much more cheerful. She was no longer the shy Mrs. Isabel of the past, but now she was like an extremely charming succubus.

But Droster did not notice it, and neither did Mrs. Isabel.

Leaning on the comfortable bed, lying on the light fluffy blanket, Mrs. Isabel gently crossed her slender and plump thighs, naturally stretching her beautiful figure.

"Shopkeeper, that's enough..."

Droste also slowly straightened up and looked at the perfect white skin of Mrs. Isabel lying there.

Watching Mrs. Isabel slowly open her guard, with the black garter stockings hanging on it.

Droste asked narrowly.

"What's up?"

"It can...become one with the Holy Sword..."

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