He thought that Sells would pretend to be inadvertent and turn over unconsciously in his sleep. However, Sells didn't move, but spoke directly.
"No change."
Nalen: "..." The prince, who only occupied a quarter of the bed, was shocked by his shamelessness.
Searles' voice was ambiguous with the tiredness of just waking up from sleep, and he had already woken up when Naren kicked over. But right now he is still sleepy, so he doesn't want to let someone continue to torment.
Sells didn't feel crowded. On the contrary, the prince wrapped in a quilt was very soft in his arms. When he got close, he could still smell the smell after bathing. However, the Prince's protest must not be ignored, otherwise he would annoy someone, and the opponent's lethality would be astonishing.
He thought for a while, then simply backed away a little, lifted the quilt covering his body, and threw it aside.
—Two quilts really take up too much space.
After groping for a while on the bed with rough hands, he finally grabbed the corner of the quilt that was pressed under Nalen's body and pulled it up.
Nalen stared: "What, what?!"
Sells half-closed his eyes and yawned, "Come on."
Nalen: "..." Come on? what
The marshal did not hide his intention to get under the covers.
Seeing that hand was about to reach in, Nalen showed a struggling look on his face, so this is the real purpose of Sells inviting him to swim with him? Crawled into bed in the dark, intending to do that to myself
He maintained a calm tone: "Sai, Searles, although we have already..."
His half-closed eyes suddenly opened, staring at him in the darkness. Facing those unfathomable eyes at close range, Naren became inexplicably palpitated, and the unfinished words on his mouth seemed weak before they could be uttered, and his strong rationality supported him to finish the words: "Together. "
Green eyes flickered.
"But it doesn't mean that we... have reached the point of living together."
He spoke in a very cryptic manner. Let's just attribute Sels' attempt to lift the bed to "the point of cohabitation", and show his attitude of tactful refusal first. Otherwise, with the force value of both parties, he is very likely to...
Naren is not yet ready for this, and he still plans to find a way to get rid of the things on his chest first, so as not to be discovered by Sells in the future, and he will be even more ashamed.
—Since the showdown with Searles, the prince has changed from being committed to "burying this matter" to an ostrich attitude of "although you know it, no one is allowed to mention it".
While his thoughts were spinning, Sells didn't give up his plan to lift the bed, and urged: "Let me in."
Naren: "..."
Sells: "I lost the quilt."
There was a trace of disdain in the green eyes, which was obviously kicked off by you yourself.
Seers' eyes darkened, he half-embraced the man, and nimbly slipped into the bed while taking advantage of the gap—there was no tug-of-war, and the outcome was determined by the overwhelming strength of one side.
"This way it won't be so crowded." The marshal hugged the man after getting under the bed, and deliberately asked, "What were you thinking just now?"
The prince who realized that the world had changed in the blink of an eye closed, miraculously found that the person occupying two-thirds of the bed had become himself, and Sels was curled up on the edge of the bed, looking very considerate and forbearing.
But what's the difference
Even though he owns two-thirds of the bed, but the whole person is fixed, and even closer to Sells, the sleeping space is not widened, but narrower!
All of this is actually not that important anymore, the key now is...
There was deepness in the green eyes: he remembered to put on a pair of pajama pants first.
"No, I didn't think about anything."
Sells chuckled softly in his ear.
"Sleep a little longer, in two hours, we have to go out to play."
Naren was silent for a moment, but still couldn't help but said, "Didn't you come here for a mission?"
How did such a work attitude climb to the top
"Dia has already been there one step earlier, and things are progressing smoothly. We used to put on gestures to scare each other." Sels rubbed the back of his neck, "Actually, if I don't go, it may not be risky, even if there is risk, They're good enough to handle."
So, this time, the invitation with him is the real purpose of Sells, and the mission is incidental instead
"There are many interesting things over there, and I have arranged them all."
Sells even showed a hint of embarrassment at him.
Nalen: "..." No, don't expect him to praise him.
With the deepening understanding of the Marshal of the Empire, a strong sense of being deceived swept the prince's heart-it is a humiliating history to be suppressed by such a playful person for so many years, and the people of Asha have been tortured by this The appearance of the guy's integrity is blinded!
With this idea in mind, the prince went back to sleep depressed. After waking up, through the window, I found that the original vast dark starry night had disappeared, replaced by thin clouds, and the light penetrated down, diluted into a pleasant soft warm light.
The starship is near the "shore".
The people around him have disappeared.
He got up and got out of bed, and after a brief wash, he heard a knock on the door. I checked my clothes, and found that the cotton pajamas hadn't been changed, but after washing up, my mental outlook still looked decent.
Most of the people on this starship are men, so going out like this is not a big deal.
When he opened the door, it was dark before his eyes, and a man with a height of two meters stood in front of the door, with thick stubble hair, stretched muscles, and a heavy majesty exuding from his whole body.
"Hello, this is breakfast."
The burly middle-aged head chef, Hagrid, personally delivered the dim sum.
Naren looked down, only to see that he was pushing a food cart decorated with suspicious pink patterns in his hand, and there were two delicate porcelain plates on it. Naren quickly reacted: "Hagrid, good morning."
The head chef showed a kind smile, and the young people in the room began to scan him in all directions.
Nalen, who tried to take over the food cart, found that he couldn't shake it at all—the head chef was holding the other end tightly and didn't let go.
Naren: "..."
Half a minute later, Hagrid showed a satisfied smile, and patted the young man's shoulder with his generous palm.
"I made a double!"
Although he felt the atmosphere was weird, the Prince bit the bullet and thanked him.
Food carts are finally loose.
The prince who planned to return to his room with the breakfast delivered to his door and continue to take care of him, suddenly found that the door could not be closed.
The head chef casually leaned against the door, looking through the young man who was a head shorter than him, and landed on the sofa. From the angle outside the door, he couldn't see the whole picture of the sofa clearly, but just one leg exposed was enough for him to understand many things.
Hagrid showed a "friendly" smile again, gave Nalen a optimistic look, and finally closed the door for him intimately.
Naren: "..."
"Hagrid looks a bit fierce, but he is actually a very gentle person." Sayers' voice sounded from behind, and he turned his head abruptly. I saw that there was an extra person in the originally empty room.
Needless to say, the cabinet door at the wall must be wide open again.
Nalen frowned: "There will be hidden doors in the rooms of the starship?"
Sells, who went back and forth, nodded: "Under unexpected circumstances, an extra door will often have unexpected effects." This reason sounds reasonable, but in fact, it is not the real communication between two rooms. more common. As the boss of the entire starship, there will always be some preferential treatment.
Another point that Naren didn’t know is that his current room is the real “starship residence” of Searles, and the temporarily cleaned room is actually the next door—in the days when the Imperial Marshal was single, the next room had always been used by Used as a study.
Naren placed the food on the table and lifted the cover.
Sells said with emotion: "Hagrid's best snack, it seems that he welcomes you very much."
I saw delicate square pastries on a pure white porcelain plate, dotted with two glutinous rice balls next to each other on the outside, wrapped in a shallow layer of shredded coconut. There is also a row of small bowls containing different sweet sauces, which look very tempting.
From the outside, it is indeed very good.
Naren sat down, opened the second copy, and found that the contents were exactly the same as the first copy.
"That should be for me." The marshal looked at him with a smile.
Nalen couldn't help but want to roll his eyes. It's just a meal, but it can make Sells so happy
I have to say that Hagrid's workmanship is indeed very good. The pastry has a refreshing taste, and the glutinous rice balls are filled with cool fruit fillings. Each sweet sauce has a different flavor.
Sells also pulled out breakfast drinks from the bottom of the food cart.
The warm liquid flowed through the throat, and Naren narrowed his eyes in satisfaction: "What else will he do?"
Sells: "You should ask, he won't do anything."
Nalen's eyes lit up, and he decided on the few dishes he wanted to try.
The planet Darji is located in the southernmost part of Asha. As a marginal star, it is not as desolate and backward as Naryn imagined. On the contrary, due to the special geographical location, there are many unstable wormholes nearby, from time to time, tourists who are lost on the journey, or some interstellar garbage will be thrown here.
The ecological environment here was very bad at one time, until Yasha included it in the territory, and set up a "garbage" interception belt around it, and sent all the unknown objects thrown in the universe to the surrounding satellites for processing, Dahl and the planet became It's beautiful, and because of the "shelter"-like cosmic location, a group of other species from all over the interstellar have been active here for a long time.