What did Sells do, what did he do to him
Why would he be dug out of the bed to do such a thing while he was sleeping soundly
Naren was expressionless.
He seemed to have been through a vicious obscene incident.
The molester boldly broke into Sharvie's house and sexually harassed himself sleeping soundly in bed for tens of minutes.
As early as the other party came to sniff, the vigilant His Royal Highness had already woken up, squinted his eyes, and saw a familiar head moving between his neck through the gap - the hair color was black and the length was short.
Looking down, it is the dark uniform that only belongs to the senior military officers of the empire.
Nalen: "…" Sells.
After realizing the true identity of the intruder, everything that follows becomes a trance. His Royal Highness, whose brain was in a mess, was taken advantage of before he had time to sort out his thoughts.
After the murderer left, the victim sat up from the bed and fell into deep thought in the darkness.
— Searles, it's not easy.
To take advantage of the night to do such a heinous act!
If he hadn't been vigilant, he would have been kept in the dark.
wiped his face.
terrible.
How can this be
No, when did he have such thoughts about him
Even though he was good-looking and an outstanding young man with a noble bloodline, it was beyond Naren's expectation that Seers had such ulterior motives for him.
So much so that when someone came to kiss him, he failed to respond appropriately at the first time, and missed the best time to refuse...
Fortunately, before he fell asleep, he was still worried about whether Sells had an accident and failed to communicate. It turned out that he had returned to the imperial capital a long time ago, and rushed to his bedside.
Fortunately, he thought that the friendship between the two was warming up day by day, and he was planning to abandon the previous suspicion and accept new friends. So... the other party didn't want to be friends with him at all
In fact, Naren wanted to refuse.
However, this thought was quickly drowned out in the deepening kiss, making him feel that he should not expose himself at such a vulnerable moment. What if Sells became angry and violent after being rejected
Naren is a man who has suffered.
So he cleverly pretended to be asleep.
But... the loss caused by the momentary compromise was still heavy. He thought that the upright Marshal would stop in moderation, but who would have known that Sells would push forward more and more
He touched the corner of his wet and hot mouth, he was in a daze, with lingering fears in his heart, it was hard to say...
After a long time, Nalen shrank back into the bed, wrapped the quilt up, and prepared to continue sleeping for a while to calm down.
The next day, the sun came up and the sunlight filtered through the windows, illuminating the interior.
A certain curly-haired young man on the bed did not respond to the early morning light, and was still sleeping deeply.
That incident had a shocking impact on him. As soon as he closed his eyes in the second half of the night, he always felt that someone was kissing him in secret. It took a long time for the suspicious Prince to get rid of the shadow, and fell asleep exhausted physically and mentally.
"Buzzing."
The terminal vibrated violently for a long time.
Naren touched it, and took out a hard lump that kept trembling from under the waist, quickly threw it out of the bed, turned over and continued to cover the quilt.
However, the noise persisted, trying to get the owner's attention.
He had to close his eyes to connect to the communication, and responded vaguely.
"Huh?" Who is it
There was a pause on the other side before a voice came out: "Naren?"
"!"
The prince, who was dominated by sleepiness, sat up straight from the bed.
"Still sleeping?" Sayers' voice sounded very honest.
Nalen didn't answer.
Sells said, "Good morning."
"What's up?"
Nalen has messy hair, clear lips and calm tone.
Are you going to explain what happened last night
A whole set of explanations prepared after insomnia rushed to his mouth in an instant - no matter how many explanations there are for this kind of thing, it is useless.
His Royal Highness, who had already cast a deep shadow, had sharp eyes: This time, he must taunt Searles severely and denounce his despicable behavior.
This sanctimonious pervert!
Sells said, "I'm back, and I'm at your door now."
Naren: "..."
What
Sells said: "The hunting holiday is coming to an end. The weather is nice today, let's go out for a stroll together?"
You did that to me and you want to hang out with me like nothing happened
Naren reluctantly asked, "Where?"
Sells: "I'll take you there."
Naren: "..."
Wait, he hasn't agreed yet
However, the other party had already interrupted the communication first.
Looking at the dimmed screen, the prince with particularly deep eyes wiped his face, sat cross-legged on the bed, and turned on the communicator.
[Why has there been no sound these days?]
Anyway, let's use Doni's identity to find out.
Sayers' reply came quickly.
[Baby, are you up?]
Naren shook his hand and fell into speechlessness.
[What did that sentence mean a few days ago?]
Naren asked the question knowingly, it was a poem edited by him himself, so he naturally knew the meaning. At this moment, I deliberately mentioned it again, just to poke Sells's spine and ask: I said I missed him, but turned around and showed great hospitality to the other him!
[Thinking of what you mean, I thought you would know.]
[Hehe, I don't understand.]
[... It's okay, I'll explain it to you.]
At the same moment, the terminal rang, and Sells also sent a message to "Naren".
[Wait for you.]
The prince looked at the two messages from Sayers quietly, his expression gradually darkened.
Is this... the legendary two-footed boat
The communicator beeps.
[Baby~Dear.gif]
Fuck, can it still work!
Nalen threw away the communicator, jumped off the bed, and began to wash with a sullen face.
Kissed him secretly the night before, and went to play with "others" the next day
Even if they are both him, their natures are completely different!
The mood is heavier.
He won't accept a bastard like Sells who is duplicity, double-edged, and flip-flopping!
The neatly dressed prince had a stern face, exuding a Shalvet-like icy aura, but when he saw the culprit leaning against the car, his anger quickly deflated like a punctured balloon.
"New for the S-Class?" Or a limited edition
Marshal Sells, who had changed to a sports car, was refreshed. He waved with a smile, took out the terminal, and signaled Naren to stretch his fingers over.
After seeing the screen clearly, Nalen hesitated and said, "This..."
Sells was mild-mannered.
He took Naren's hand with a force that could easily be thrown away, and then poked at his terminal screen. With the "beep" sound, there is one more car driving authority entered into the terminal.
Naren's eyes lit up for a moment, but he quickly restrained himself.
"I do not need."
"Exchanging driving privileges is a common thing between acquaintances," Sells said.
——After discovering someone's obsession with sports cars, the despicable and cunning Marshal immediately decided to use substances to corrupt the other party.
common
How has he never seen it
Sells asked again, "Are you coming?"
"..." Nalen nodded reservedly: "Okay, I'll do it."
The prince who sat in the driver's seat was so excited that his eyes turned green.
Why? !
Is Sells going out just to buy a sports car
It's still such a limited edition, why can't he always get it? !
"Erod is my mother's surname." Sells explained in a low-key manner.
Naren understood in seconds.
Elrod, an interstellar auto dealership giant, not only monopolizes the auto industry on dozens of planets, but also possesses the most cutting-edge technology in the entire interstellar. The speed and performance of the sports cars they produce are always popular everywhere.
Before that, he only knew that Sells was a member of the Monte family, and he almost forgot that the former Mrs. Monte, who resolutely gave up her family for the sake of her career and divorced her husband peacefully, is now one of the rulers of the Elrod family. one.
Sayers. The son of a rich man. Monte said implicitly: "If you like..."
Nalen immediately interrupted him: "How dare you?"
"..." Sells was silent for a few seconds: "It's okay, it's just a matter of little effort."
The prince, who was full of excitement but tried his best to restrain himself, was really itchy. The marshal's eyes darkened, and his right hand naturally rested on the other's shoulder, and he gently stroked the curly hair.
Naren: "..."
The gray-green eyes turned half a circle, and met a calm and composed face, from the expression, there was no problem at all.
— If it hadn't been for what happened last night, I'm afraid he would have been fooled by this upright face.
Nalen lowered his eyelids and hid the complicated emotions in his heart: He was sure that just now, Sells sneaked into him again!
Why didn't I find it before
Such a proficient modus operandi, it is hard not to be startled.
The hug on Shell Street suddenly popped up in my mind... At that time, I didn't think there was any problem. Looking back now, it was really a problem from head to toe-he and Elida have such a long and deep friendship, and it is not likely that they would hug each other. They are in a group, and they will not touch each other for no reason. So far, the most intimate behavior between the two is just to pat each other on the shoulder when they are excited.
While meditating, he felt a touch on the skin of the back of his neck.
Naren: "..."
He looked faintly at the instigator.
Sells looked natural, and returned a warm look.
The slightly hot touch is fleeting, as if it was just touched by accident.
The prince, who had already seen through everything, sneered in his heart.
So when did this guy start thinking about him like this? How much was taken advantage of by others without knowing it
Sayers' voice brought him back to his thoughts.
"This is not a limited edition."
Nalen narrowed his eyes, his rushing thoughts were disrupted, and his attention quickly drifted away.
He looked at the car body again, hesitantly said: "I clearly remember the appearance of the S-class sports car, is it really like this?"
Sells shook his head: "My mother sent someone to send it over. It is said that it is more functional than the ones on the market... probably, it is a customized model."
Naren: "..."
Sells asked, "By the way, what color body do you like?"
Naren pursed his lips, struggling inwardly.
"Let me guess, dark green?"
Sells' eyes fell on the tie of the person in front of him. The main color was dark black with dark green stripes, elegant and delicate.
Naren doesn't hate the color, but: "It doesn't fit the car."
Sells said, "Don't worry, the designers at Elrod's house will make it suitable."
Nalen frowned: "Wait, I have no plans to change the car for the time being."
Sells whispered: "Okay, we can end this topic."
Nalen: "..." What he means is that he doesn't need Sells to send the car, as long as he reserves a purchase qualification for him before the next season's limited edition comes out.
But Sells seems to have really stopped worrying about the car after he said no.
His green eyes were stained with a hint of disappointment.