Nuan Nuan Saves the World [Comprehensive British and American]

Elder Waters was very happy to welcome his long-lost old friend—although he has now reached the position of elder and looks respected, but he is actually not much older than Chris if he has to say, and Chris He has always been mature, stable, and considerate, in other words, he is precocious. Compared with the young elves of the same age, he was able to play with the older ones like them.

Not to mention that Chris didn't come back by himself this time, but brought a lively and lovely young man back with him. There is nothing better than this.

Elder Waters, who naturally ignored Merlin, thought about it, and his heart was filled with relief.Nothing would make him happier than to see a friend he thought was long dead alive, happy even if he was no longer an elf.

Yes, the young guys automatically think that Chris is of the same race as the elves when they see his pointy ears, but Elder Waters can't tell the difference between the same race and the alien.

Chris didn't have the aura that belonged to the elves. The aura of nature and life that was favored by the tree of life and exuded from the bones and blood had disappeared from Chris.But being able to see Chris again, almost the same as in the past, is still a joyful thing for Elder Waters from the bottom of his heart. It reminds him of those good days in the past. Still stuck in the past years.

The younger elves took Merlin to the tree of life, and King Arthur, who had fallen into a long sleep, was placed under the tree of life, surrounded by roots and vines and covered with young leaves in spring. Goblins danced and sang around him, weaving flowers into garlands and laying them on King Arthur's brilliant golden hair.

The dew hidden in the petals trembled and fell, splashing fine crystal light at the corners of King Arthur's eyes.

The sun is just right, the flowers and plants are fragrant, and it seems that it is not a bad thing to go to sleep.

Although he didn't wake up, this long-lost meeting was enough for Merlin to cherish. He sat under the tree of life and sighed in a relaxed manner, as if he was satisfied with this.

Elder Waters on the other side was thinking about how to pry out some interesting inside stories from Chris' boyfriend. In exchange, he was very happy to tell Peter how cute, gentle and lovable Chris was back then. The proud fairy of the lake, Vivienne, held him in her palm and pampered him, reluctant to make him frown.

Of course Elder Waters would be more than happy to share Chris’s stories with Peter, and no one would dislike the cheery young people—it’s better than sitting on the sidelines with a helpless face shaking his head and sighing, refusing to share with him what Chris has experienced over the years Come cute.

"That's not a story worth telling." Chris said, his tone was gentle and not perfunctory, "I don't remember many things clearly."

He admits that he holds grudges and is a control freak, but he doesn't hold grudges that much. Remembering and remembering are two different things.Generally, after revenge, the matter is considered to be over with him, and his emotions are not strong enough to be passionate about irrelevant old things. On the contrary, he can often stay out of the matter and be indifferent as if the matter has nothing to do with him.

So there is nothing to say, thinking that his old friends will not be so happy to listen to his boring narration like a running account, or a bad past with too many violent and bloody elements that do not conform to the values ​​​​of elves, so it is better to keep your mouth shut. The lovers who were a little bit excited added oil and vinegar, and confidently forced some filters to make up the story after brainstorming.

Anyway, the innocent and innocent guy in the mouth of Elder Waters, who looks like a white lotus in the prosperous age, Chris also refuses to admit that he has any relationship with him. The filter must be thick enough to be blind to make up such a story that does not fit the human design. .

But Peter was very happy to hear that.

As a result, Chris, who was passively resisting and refusing to participate as the center of the conversation, was pushed out, and he was driven into the courtyard like the husbands whose mothers and wives were intimately drinking tea and chatting, and they were driven to sit in the rest area, and Elder Waters Those precious herbs stay together to pass the time in a daze.

Of course, everyone knows that Chris will definitely not sit outside honestly. The well-behaved and obedient Chris only exists in the memory of Elder Waters’ ten-meter-thick filter, just to give Chris some time to meet old friends In addition, let him go for a walk in the familiar and unfamiliar forest.

After all, there is a young and lovely lover by my side, so I am always too embarrassed to express my emotions too much.

The life of an elf is long. During the closed years when Chris left Avalon, not many elves that Chris knew returned to the branches and leaves of the tree of life, and the tree of life did not give birth to new elves to increase the number of elves. Except for the young girl Lily who led Chris and the others, the number of young elves born in these hundreds of years is no more than two hands.

Therefore, they are all acquaintances when they go out. The good friends who picked fruit and rode unicorns together back then, even though they haven't seen each other for hundreds of years, are still as familiar as before because of the elves' slow perception of time.

With the same passion as before.

Even though Elder Waters's memory filter is 30 meters thick, there is one thing he didn't exaggerate - Chris at that time was indeed 100% a genuine treasure of the Forest of Fairies, and the fairies would snatch it for any walk. Accompanied to travel, there will never be a shortage of flowers, fruits and beautiful feathers in front of the door.

Really. Disney princess.

In view of the fact that normal people can't keep up with the weird brain circuits of the elves, the elves seem to be a race that is keen on internal solutions.In fact, elves without reproductive pressure pay more attention to spiritual fit, and they don't pay much attention to appearance or race. This means that the elves who chased after Chris in the past are still willing to run after Chris. , and even a little intensified posture.

#男神After how many years are still male gods#

Chris sighed, as if he was a bit bored because of too many people gathered, he raised his hand nonchalantly and undid the two top buttons on the neckline, revealing the "masterpiece" left by Peter the day before yesterday on his neck.

The blue and purple mottled hickey marks on the fair skin, and the slightly lower collar can't hide it. He presumptuously and ostentatiously declares ownership on his lover, and because of Chris's current elf state of abstinence, he has a slightly violent atmosphere. The charming and ambiguous, caused the surrounding elves to gasp in unison, feeling like their hearts would be broken.

The kind of distraught feeling of discovering that the male god who has been secretly in love for many years has been gnawed over and over again by wild men who don't know where.

It can be said to be very bad.

There were several poor guys who were deeply shocked and stunned. They couldn't help wondering if they were trapped in some terrible hallucinations and dreams to encounter such a scene.

It must be a dream, it must be a dream.

The elf of self-hypnosis looked at Chris eagerly, and leaned forward to test him. Just as he said a few words, he retreated into the eyes of the male god with a half-smile and a half-smile, as if he knew everything.

So not everyone can be as lucky as Peter to catch up with the male god, it requires considerable perseverance, strength, and enough luck.In other words, at least you have to be brave, strong and indomitable like the male protagonist in the novel, instead of retreating step by step and coercing to play tricks even if you can't get your name on the stage.

But even if it's just a sideshow, it's enough to overturn the jealousy of a young man who is full of possessiveness in his first relationship. He has just been brainwashed by Elder Waters. The young version of Chris is so gentle, kind and good-tempered. Fairy tales written by elves in the early days, how popular they are in the forest of elves, and as soon as they go out, they see their lover surrounded by several elves, chatting and laughing...

Peter's sense of crisis has never been stronger.

"Chris!" He yelled, and walked to Chris in two steps in three steps. Against the eyes of all fair-skinned and beautiful elves of different styles, he straightened his (not obvious) chest, and his chest was big. He hugged Chris's shoulders squarely, showed his signature little milk dog eyes affectionately, and asked in a cheerful tone, "What are you talking about?"

"It's nothing." Chris stood up and firmly caught Peter who came over from Xiao ran. "They are all my former friends." He said, introducing the elves around him to Peter one by one, and rubbed his little one. The boyfriend's head smiled gently at the surrounding elves, "This is my partner, Peter Parker."

companion!

Repeat it again!

companion! !

None of the elves present could mishear this word with bad ears, and even if it is not in elf culture, the word partner has a special meaning different from words such as lover or lover, which symbolizes closer and more stable and long-term Relationship.

The male god actually has a partner.

My heart is going to be broken.

Facts have proved that Chris doesn't need his little milk dog with a sense of crisis to rush to swear sovereignty, and he can properly dismiss those suitors who didn't feel it back then, and don't feel it now, without leaving any future troubles.

After all, elves have a lot more face than humans, but they don't have the bad habit of poaching people's corners to steal love.

But this does not prevent Peter from doing some bad things that he has wanted to do for a long time when the two of them are alone, ensuring that no matter how tightly buttoned Chris’s collar is, it will never cover the new mark he left, even saying yes There is no chance of being dazzled.

Chris also goes along with satisfying Peter's cravings from the meat he just ate, although—and we have to stress this again—Chris himself doesn't have much of a sexual craving.In this kind of matter, he is not much different from those elf couples outside who watch the stars and the moon and talk about life side by side. Kissing and hugging are enough.

But who made human beings such a race that is prone to indulge in sexual enjoyment?

"You're the one who indulged him." Merlin rolled his eyes fiercely at the several hickey marks on Chris's neck in different shades, and didn't want to complain about this shameless act of showing affection.

"It's nothing bad, is it?" Chris touched his slightly tingling neck, half-closed his eyes and dangled the juice in the glass lazily, "It's not a big deal."

Whether there is need and whether to enjoy are two different things. He still likes the indulging and obsessive eyes Peter showed when facing him.

Holding the cup, Merlin frankly gave Chris another roll of the eye.

This conversation can't go on at all, okay?

The great Archmage Merlin resolutely resisted the terrible attack of dog food and forced the topic back to the right track, "You... well, it should feel good to be back?"

In the past few days, he has always felt that there is always something strange and full of disobedience in Avalon. After careful observation, there is nothing wrong with it, and there is no trace of magic, but he just instinctively feels that something is wrong. His nerves were jumping and tense, and he hadn't closed his eyes and rested for several days.

"It's okay." Chris's answer sounded a little ambiguous. He glanced at Merlin and added, "It's nothing strange. Avalon is beyond common sense."

If not, how could it be called an ideal land outside the world.

Merlin remained silent, as if he was convinced by him, muttered a few words but didn't continue to ask, but he couldn't talk about any new topics to Chris for a while, and it was not easy to stand up and leave, so he I could only say nothing in embarrassment, and tapped the wall of the cup in my hand to stare at the juice in the cup seriously, as if I could see the treasure inside.

However, it is rare for Peter, who did not act alone with Chris, to find some precious treasure.

He found a dusty notebook in the corner of a bookshelf in the corner of the elf library.The manuscript signed with Chris's name bears the traces left by time. Peter flipped through the contents, and found that they were probably fairy tales about magic, elves, and the like.But the last story only wrote the beginning and didn't continue, it stayed forever at the moment when the little elf fell into the lake.

I heard from Elder Waters that Chris had indeed written many fairy tales for young elves before.

Peter turned to the first page again, the dark green handwriting with elegant and stubborn arcs, spelling out the name of this collection of fairy tales like leaves and vines.

——"The Story of Yong Ye Kingdom".