I, a mercenary, became a beautiful silver-haired boy

Chapter 312

Closing his eyes and thinking back to the past, besides those childhood memories of shivering in the cold wind while avoiding the rain of bullets, Elena also had the night of heavy rain in his mind.

Elena couldn't remember the biological parents of this body, but one or two pictures would occasionally flash in the depths of his memory.

It was a picture of a tearful white-haired woman dragging a scarred man in a mess. She seemed to be cursing something while walking, and turned her head to face someone and said bad words from time to time.

There were no more pictures after that. As soon as the picture changed, Elena was squatting in a dark corner. No one cared or was willing to approach until the girl who changed his life appeared in the rain.

"This..."

After listening to Elena's memories of his life, Xiaoyue showed a sympathetic look on her face.

It was really miserable. Compared with her own life as a slave, Elena's experience was even darker and more sympathetic.

After all, even if Xiaoyue was not accepted by everyone as a slave when she was a child, at least someone would provide her with the most basic food, although it was the minimum amount.

But Elena could die in the hail of bullets at any time for a little food. Even if she had food, she had to worry about being robbed by people of the same status. She lived in a hellish scene.

But there was one thing that made Xiaoyue very curious. Didn't Elena live in an orphanage since she was a child? This battlefield-like environment couldn't be Elena's experience when she was one or two years old, right? Can a child of this age really survive in that environment?

Elena didn't explain too much. After all, this was something from another world. Xiaoyue just needed to know that she had this experience.

"I am a hybrid of human and dragon, and I am considered extremely filthy by most people. What right do I have to look down on others? It would be better if you, Xiaoyue, don't look down on me in return."

Elena said self-deprecatingly. Everyone can discriminate against black-haired blood, but Elena, a hybrid who can't even compare to the most basic human, has no such qualification.

"How could it be?! Elena, you are a good person. You have helped me and Captain Elena so many times. Many people have also saved their lives in your hands. There are many people who have received your kindness. You are very famous outside!"

Hearing Elena say this, Xiaoyue suddenly became excited. Like Elena, she is Elena's brainless single pusher, and she will not tolerate anyone speaking rudely to Elena, not even Elena herself!

"So what if you have the blood of a half-dragon? Elena, what you have done so far is obvious to all. There are not many people like you in this world. Can you be a little aware of your popularity?"

Xiaoyue pointed at Elena angrily and said, not even caring about covering her body. Her imposing appearance was completely different from usual. Even Elena was overwhelmed by her imposing manner and didn't know how to react.

"Don't you understand this truth very well? What if the blood is different? What if you come from another continent? Even if you are a slave, it doesn't matter. You are my Elena and you are an important existence to everyone.

Yesterday you helped me to defeat the earth dragon. You made so much effort and showed so much. I am very grateful to you for this alone. How could I discriminate against you because of a small bloodline issue?

Or do you think that I, Elena, am actually a villain who only looks at blood and not people?"

However, Elena quickly came back to his senses and said in a joking tone. This is what he wanted Xiaoyue to admit.

Hearing this, Xiaoyue was stunned for a moment, and recalled what she had just said. Aren’t these words what she wanted to hear from others?

Elena is really good at guiding, using self-deprecating methods to draw out Xiaoyue’s true thoughts, and then using the same words to ask the other party back.

Xiaoyue doesn’t mind Elena’s blood as a half-dragon, so why can’t she trust others who really don’t mind her black-haired bloodline?

Seeing that the time was ripe, Elena turned around gently, stretched out her hand and embraced Xiaoyue, stroked her black hair, kissed her lips and said

"You have already understood this truth, but you are just being stubborn. I can only say that you don't have to care about other people's opinions. If anyone dares to be rude to you and use your beautiful black hair to make a fuss, I will be the first to run over and spit fire to burn this blind guy to ashes!

Even if I was not there at that time, Elena and the others would never let such a person go. You have to believe that they will not watch their friends being bullied by strangers!"

Elena's words deeply touched XiaoyueIn her heart, she had been waiting for such words.

Xiaoyue, who was extremely moved, huddled her head in Elena's chest. She didn't say a word, but her slightly trembling body had exposed her expression of tears because of being moved. Not long after, Elena's chest was soaked with tears.

Xiaoyue had enough time to calm down. During this period, Elena did not stop the action in his hands. As a person who also enjoyed the warmth of others, he knew better than anyone what Xiaoyue needed most now.

After an unknown period of time, Xiaoyue raised her head, her eyes were a little red, but there was a faint smile on her face.

She closed her eyes and came up, obviously intending to do what she had not done just now.

Now after a heart-to-heart talk, the atmosphere has reached its peak. In this atmosphere, Elena could not refuse at all, and could only let the other party ask for the touch of the soft flesh.

I wanted to just taste it briefly, but after the kiss, I felt a different kind of fire burning in my body when I saw Xiaoyue still shy.

Her breathing became rapid, her pupils dilated and emitted a charming light again, her brain was dominated by desire, and the line that maintained her rationality was stretched to the limit and could break at any time.

Irena, who had come to her senses, had returned to the previous position with Xiaoyue. There were probably not many men in the world who could endure this kind of atmosphere.

"Irena... Irena, this... this is not good, right? If Captain Alina knew about this, she... she would be angry."

At this critical moment, even though Xiaoyue had completely opened her heart to Irena, she still felt timid.

For Alina who had saved her, Xiaoyue wanted to repay her kindness wholeheartedly. She also wanted to follow the principle of first come first served. She always felt that it would be a bit unfair to her benefactor to be ahead of Alina.

But there was no resistance in the body, just like a flower ready to be picked, its dazzling beauty just waiting to be grasped in someone's hands.