[Comprehensive fairy tales] Ganlin fairy tales

The king was tired in heart and body. After this, he couldn't think about anything because of fatigue. His heart was beating fast, blood in his body was circulating rapidly, and he was so energetic that he seemed to be able to go to the battlefield immediately to participate in the battle. There is no fear for a hundred rounds.

The king was in a mess, and looked up at Yisha, only to see that Yisha was covering his face tightly with both hands, shy as if wishing to disappear. Yisha's neck and face were also red, stained. After a layer of bright colors, it should make people feel weird, but the king just thinks it is so cute, no matter how much he looks at it, he can't get enough.

Moreover, seeing that the other party was more difficult to control those embarrassing emotions than himself, as if those emotions in the other party's heart were much more than his own, the king gradually calmed down.

But the opponent's feet...

"Is your leg almost better?" asked the king in surprise.

Yisha forgot to be shy, put down his hands and tried to feel it, his brows became more and more wrinkled, but there was not much haze on his face: "Well, it hurts a little when walking, but it's okay when standing...but you can't stand for a long time... "

"And the shoulder blades?" asked the king at once.

"It still doesn't hurt to open and close the wings, but it hurts to flap the wings..." Yisha's voice gradually decreased

There was nothing around to support, and Yisha, who was trying to walk and flap his wings and gradually felt the slightest pain, sat down slowly, and the king hurried over to support him.

The king babbled disapprovingly: "Don't force yourself, it's better to recover slowly. Take care of your body slowly, don't rush for success, and I won't drive you away."

But... this is really troublesome, I hate myself like this...

The disappointment in Yisha's heart came and went.

The king hugged Yisha, whose body was so weak because of his estimated legs, by the waist, but this time the hand supporting Yisha's back passed through behind the wings.

"You relax a little, let the wings spread out a little." The king said softly.

In fact, the wings start from the shoulder blades. If you skillfully let the wings on the back leave a little bit, so that his hands can directly touch Yisha's back, then it won't hurt his hands.

How stupid, why didn't I think of that before.

The king who has only hugged Yisha but not a few times, and has never been hugged by others since he became conscious, and does not need to pay attention to the posture of others being hugged, thought regretfully.

"Put your arms around my neck so I can hug you," the king ordered.

Yisha had spread his wings obediently, and quickly wrapped his hands around the king's neck upon hearing this.

Just bare hands and bare neck touching... skin to skin bonding...

Obviously, obviously there was no problem last time, but this time both of them felt a strong sense of embarrassment brought about by shyness.

It may be that the ambiguity between the legs and the waist was too strong last time, which caused the two people's hearts to be several times more sensitive at the moment.

The king deliberately turned his head away from Yisha, and cleared his throat, but Yisha felt the king's vibrating throat from his arm, and his hand was a little limp from the small but dense vibration, and his head couldn't help but lowered.

When the king looked back after clearing his throat, he saw Yisha bowing his head shyly, but he also found that Yisha's head refused to lean against him.

"Put your head on my chest, or you will be so tired." Although the king was so hot when he said it, and his face was so red that he wanted to hide in any hole in the ground, he still tried his best to suppress his shyness and said as cheekily as possible.

"No... I'm more comfortable this way..."

Yisha's voice was so low that the king who was very close had to concentrate to hear it clearly.

"Do you despise me?" The king asked without emotion, but he was angry as soon as he heard it.

Yisha quickly yelled: "No! It's just a few steps, it's unnecessary."

No, it's just a few steps, why can I stay in the house for so long.

Yisha thought suspiciously.Recalling the previous events, Yisha deeply felt that he still had too many problems with the king.

Then it's better to go out quickly. It's better to stop dragging the issue and follow the other party's wishes first. Anyway, it's just a few steps.

Yisha, who wanted to leave quickly, leaned her head on the king's chest obediently.

The king thought that Yisha had figured it out, but he didn't know that Yisha's thought was the kind of thinking that wanted to end quickly, rather than thinking that what the king said made sense, so the king could still embrace it refreshedly. Take Yisha to the back of the bird.

"Only one bird?" Yisha asked suspiciously.

"Generally, there is only one bird by default when we play together. Otherwise, if two birds fly side by side, the distance must be too far, and it will be too laborious to chat with each other." The king replied calmly.

There are front and rear seats, and the king generously let Yisha choose.

Yisha thought about it, the person sitting in the front should be hugged by the person sitting in the back, his waist is sensitive, and he doesn't want others to touch him intimately, so it's better for him to sit in the back.

The king didn't think as much as Yisha, but as soon as the clothes at the waist were held by Yisha's hand, he frowned and said: "Just hold my waist, don't pull my clothes, it will be damaged." .”

His clothes are expensive and easy to break. If they are damaged and there is no clothes to change, he will be ashamed of others, and what if Ishara has nothing to hold on to when he breaks his clothes and accidentally falls from the sky? Do it?

Yisha hesitated for only two seconds, but the king, who was worried about Yisha's safety and his own image, took Yisha's hands with his own hands and helped Yisha wrap his arms around the king's waist.

"Remember to hold on, you are not in good health and you insist on sitting in the back. In case something happens in the air, it is not a joke." The king said seriously, "If you feel uncomfortable and want to change seats, you must say so. Don't hold on, force it." Holding on will only bring more trouble to people, not less trouble, and I hope you will realize this before flying."

What I thought was some and nothing, but the king was thinking seriously. Isha was a little ashamed after realizing the comparison of superiority and inferiority, but his favor for the king increased a lot in his heart, because it was time to be serious. Just a very serious king... some reliable and some charming.

No wonder it's the king. Just exuding a little leader's breath is already very convincing and admirable.

Yisha stared blankly at the king's back, with a slight joy in his eyes, but he quickly came back to his senses.

Because although there is some heartbeat, this heartbeat is not enough to support his true love for the king, and according to the king's description, Yisha was so scumbag before, what if the lost memory comes back later, and he starts to hurt the king again? manage?Of course, according to the king, he is pursuing the king, but he is shameless like this, and the king's current love may not be true love. What if the two become bitter couples in the future?

So let this king, who is as holy and beautiful as he is in his heart, give up his rotten grass and look for beautiful flowers that can match the king.

Yisha is always able to quickly tell what he wants most at the moment, with decisive ideas and without hesitation.

[Comprehensive fairy tales] Ganlin fairy tales