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"Well, do you need me to do anything?"

49 held himself tightly and said nothing, which made Haman a little confused, so he could only speak first.

49 Originally wanted Haman to kiss him once, but thinking that Haman would probably be embarrassed, he didn't say anything.

He put down Haman's clothes and took the apron beside him. He rolled up his sleeves and walked to the cleaning table to tell Haman, "It'll be fine in a while. If you're hungry, you can eat some snacks first. There's one on the coffee table."

After saying that, 49 expertly cleaned the steak and broccoli and started preparing dinner.

Haman was indeed hungry. He knew that 49 would come to pick him up, so he waited for 49 with an empty stomach.

The reason is that he is afraid that he will go out to eat with 49 when he is full and will not be able to eat. He is also afraid that 49 will do this because he is worried about him.

"Then I'll wait for you outside."

Haman obediently went to the hall to watch TV.

After leaving the hall, Haman turned on the TV, but he was not in the mood to watch it. Instead, he took out his mobile phone.

He stared at the phone in a daze. He wished that when he took out the phone, there would be a missed call or a text message, but there was nothing. It was empty.

Haman sighed in disappointment.

"By the way, I haven't asked my father yet?"

Haman suddenly thought of 49's confession to him. He was so busy today that he hadn't called his father to ask if he could date someone.

"I'm busy dealing with the enemy now. Will my father be angry if I ask him this?"

Haman became frightened and timid.

He looked at the number on the note for his father and hesitated to click on it.

"I am already an adult. I should not need my father's permission to date others!"

Haman looked at the phone and bit his fingers. He was so unsure to convince himself. Although he was nervous, he was even more afraid to call and ask.

"As long as he dares to go home with me in the future, there should be no problem."

Haman whispered this to himself, and finally hurriedly exited the phone book, giving up asking. He was also afraid that his father would disapprove and he could not interact with 49.

After hesitating for a moment, Haman looked up in the direction of the kitchen. He looked at the busy 49 with a complicated mood.

His first rebellion was for 49.

"Still, let's ask my brother!"

Feeling guilty and undecided, Haman immediately thought of Hamol. If he didn't answer the phone, he sent a text message to Hamol instead.

But at this time, Hamol's cell phone was not with him. It was placed alone on the bedside table. There was no one on the bed, and there was only the sound of water rushing in the bathroom.

Outside the door of the room

Oss looked out the window at the end of the corridor and smoked, expressionless.

Standing opposite him, Rank kept his head lowered, his hands clenching his knight uniform, and his ears were very red.

Seeing Rank buried his head in embarrassment, Os, who was smoking, raised his eyes and glanced at him.

You're not a kid, why are you so shy?

Oss thought so in his heart.

But after a while, he changed his mind again. He was only 22, and he was indeed a child.

For Os, who is already 33, Rank, who is only 22, is of course a child. After all, age is what matters.

"I'll just stand, you go and rest!"

Os said to Rank, blowing out smoke lazily.

Rank immediately shook his head, "I have to protect His Highness."

"My lord is the one who needs protection now. What protection does your Highness need?" Ao Si muttered this wordlessly.

"If you don't want to go, I'll go. I'll be exhausted in the middle of the night."

After speaking, Ossie smoked a cigarette and left, leaving Rank alone at the door of Hamor's room.

Rank immediately panicked. How embarrassing it was for him to stand here alone!

"Let's stand together...together."

Rank hurriedly stopped Oslo and stuttered.

Aos plucked his brown hair out of trouble, his tough heroic face showing displeasure, but from the corner of his eye, he noticed Rank's confusion, and he sighed and returned to where he was just standing.

You don't take an old knight with you when you go out, but you take a newbie with you. Do you think you have too many heads to cut off?

Os was full of complaints and looked up and down at Rank, who had slightly curly blond hair, glazed eyes and was so clean that his face was rosy.

"Can you give me a cigarette?"

Rank looked up at Os and asked, looking shy.

Os raised his eyebrows, "Can't knights smoke?"

"We are not in the palace now."

Rank, who was asked this question, scratched his face and looked away, and said guiltily.

Aos thought about it, so he didn't ask any more questions and handed a cigarette to Rank.

He wanted to light a cigarette for Rank, but he couldn't find the lighter in his pocket no matter how hard he fumbled.

Aos scratched his head in speechless annoyance and stepped up to Rank.

Rank was startled when he saw Os who suddenly leaned over, and was instantly panicked.

Os saw it but didn't explain. He supported the wall behind Rank with his big hand, lowered his head and put the cigarette towards Rank.

Rank was stunned for a while before he knew he was going to light a cigarette. He quickly put the cigarette in his mouth and raised his head.

Not stupid either.

Oslo smiled in his heart, and the flaming smoke touched Rank's cigarette butt.

Maybe because he was too close, Rank held his breath subconsciously, feeling inexplicably nervous.

"All right."

After lighting the cigarette, Oss withdrew his big hand that was supporting Rank's head and blew out the smoke to the side.

Rank looked at the lit cigarette curiously, and then carefully took a puff. As a result, he coughed violently and tears fell down.

Why is this thing so choking!

Rank frowned and fanned the smoke with his hand, coughing wildly.

As expected, he is a kid and he doesn’t even know how to smoke.

Oss just smoked and watched Rank cough until he burst into tears without trying to comfort him. There was no doubt that he was a straight man.