Can I have a bite [Interstellar]

Fort Sanguro in the Samsung District is the castle palace where the Prince of the Planet lives. It is magnificent and the people inside are all working to serve His Majesty the Prince.

His Majesty the Prince returned after a few days of travel, all the servants of Fort San Guro were on standby, and the Prince's harem favorites even dressed exquisitely for the meeting.

This year's prince Lorenzo Butisto is a pure-blooded ancestor, his status is beyond words, and his temperament is romantic, and all the concubines in the harem of Fort Sanguro are a huge number.

The huge door was slowly opened, and the copper bell rang suddenly. The old butler in charge of Fort Sanguro stood at the side, and said in a long and thick voice: "The prince returns to the castle, kneel."

The dense crowd of blood races, mixed races, and humans all lowered their heads.

From the front to the back, the two concubines of His Majesty the Prince are at the forefront, and the rest of the family, including the male favorites, are followed by the servants who are waiting on them.

The two side concubines are of noble blood, Ukira and Lilith. Among them, Ukira is Uld's only daughter. Her temperament is more like her mother. Although she has restrained herself after entering Fort San Guro, she still has Serious jealousy.

So when she looked up and saw someone in His Majesty's arms, the smile on her face froze.

From her perspective, the person in Lorenzo's arms only showed a pair of white toes, and his body was wrapped in a cloak, so he couldn't see what he looked like, but judging by his size, the person in his arms was a man.

The prince has a flirtatious temperament, but it is the first time that he has brought a human into Fort San-Guro, and...

Looking at the expression on the prince's face, she was obviously in a very happy mood.

Lorenzo looked at Uquila who was looking over, and the two sides looked at each other. Ukira smiled beautifully, but Lorenzo just glanced past him. He closed the light person in his arms and embraced her , Covering the exposed toes of the person in his arms.

Lorenzo: "Get up."

On the huge blue bed in the palace, Lorenzo was sitting by the side of the couch. He stroked Berlin's face on the bed with his fingers little by little, slid his fingers down halfway, lifted his jaw slightly, and lowered his head.

"Your Majesty, are you going to stay in the harem tonight?" The old butler said abruptly, he bowed his body, couldn't see his expression clearly, he was just talking mechanically.

Lorenzo didn't make any movements, and lightly printed on Berlin's pale lips, half-sounded: "There is no need to make arrangements for tonight."

The old housekeeper: "Yes."

Bolin Wu opened his eyes and saw layers of curtains, a faint fragrance in his nose, his body seemed to be imprisoned, and the scorching heat seemed to burn him out. He got used to propping himself up, but he felt something behind him. Straight. Pretty. People.

He paused, and slowly turned his head. The long silver hair that was close at hand seemed to cover the entire bed, the outline was deep, and the angular facial features looked exactly the same as the person in memory at this moment. His head was buried in his neck. neck, the hot breath hit it, not to mention the intertwined legs under the quilt, he was only wearing a robe, which had been pulled up to his waist at this moment, and Lorenzo was even more naked, skin-to-skin , Top. It is self-evident what the terrifying thing on his waist is.

Berlin: "Let go."

Lorenzo didn't respond. He was still asleep with his eyes closed. He moved his body and pushed forward. There was a strong hormonal breath.

For just a moment, Berlin kicked and twitched his locked leg, and kicked Lorenzo beside him with all his strength.

"Boom." There was a loud bang.

Lorenzo was completely naked, and opened his eyes pitifully. After being kicked out of bed, he opened his eyes frankly: "Good morning, baby, the way you greet is really special." He said to the person on the bed. Berlin smiled innocently.

Here, Berlin has already got off the bed, and opened the heavy curtains embroidered with exquisite patterns. He is still wearing the robes of Kyushu Island, revealing two greasy white and slender big legs. He raised his finger to look Look, the index finger that was broken by Lorenzo has recovered, and I don't feel any pain at all. Through the clear window, there are layers of high and low palaces, and there is a trace of strangeness in the familiarity: "This is..."

"Yeah~hmm."

The voice behind him made Berlin stop what he was about to say, and he turned around slowly, his eyes were bottomless.

Lorenzo, who was running naked in the room, saw him turn around, deliberately stretched his legs wider, moved his fingers quickly, stared at Berlin like a hungry wolf, slowly from his bare toes Slowly moving to the bare ankles, and then to the slender body covered by the robe, the beautiful collarbone spreads like a butterfly, and the sexy Adam's apple. His unabashedly aggressive gaze seems to tear the person by the window into pieces belly.

Berlin was stunned for a moment by his appearance, then frowned, feeling extremely dirty.

Just when Lorenzo thought that Berlin would rush over to dismember him, he saw the pale man say, "You really are just like the rumors."

Same?The same thing, Lorenzo's head is full of scenes of stripping Berlin naked and throwing him on the bed. He asked subconsciously, smiling, and the movements of his hands accelerated, "The same thing?"

Berlin moved his eyes away: "You really have a lot of hair, so ugly."

As Berlin's words came out, Lorenzo felt his blood froze, and the objects in his hands were finally liberated.

Berlin was high above, and Lorenzo seemed to see him smile: "But the rumors are not true, you, soon."

very, very soon...

Lorenzo: "...!!! I'm not, I'm not."

Berlin was too lazy to stain his eyes, and ignored Lorenzo who was drying salted fish on the ground. He walked to the luxurious and exquisite carved wardrobe in the room, and he raised his hand to open it. Inside were colorful clothes and some exaggerated clothes. The uniforms are all the style that the Merry Prince likes. Berlin rummaged through them, and finally pulled out a plain black shirt and a pair of trousers that are still eye-catching at the bottom, but...

Berlin turned around, grabbed a handful of clothes and threw them over, the clothes were scattered to cover Lorenzo's naked body.

Lorenzo, who was still in a daze, raised his head blankly.

"Shouldn't Fort San-Guro be so poor that he doesn't even have a pair of clean underwear?"

Lorenzo hurriedly stopped the posture of drying salted fish, put on a smile and got up from the ground, and suddenly thought of what Berlin said just now, he grabbed a piece of clothing and put it on in embarrassment, and quickly rushed to Berlin: " Underpants, yes, yes, yes." As many as you want, but they are all worn by me.

Thinking wildly in his head, he lowered his body, and before he touched the small grid under the wardrobe, he heard a faint voice from Berlin next to him: "I will do it myself."

Lorenzo: "..." I remembered that there was some kind of suspicious liquid on his hand just now... Was he rejected?

Berlin "Cracked." Pulled the grid, but took a look: "I want a new one."

"It's all new... Even if it's not new, it's all washed clean, it's absolutely silk, it fits the skin, just like it's not worn."

Berlin "touch." Closing the plaid "It's like not wearing it? It's better not to wear it."

"Don't you wear it?" Lorenzo stared at Berlin and smiled innocently, and slowly leaned over to approach Berlin, but was lifted by Berlin's foot and pressed under his left shoulder, holding him in place.

At the moment, Berlin is not wearing any clothes under his body, and between his raised legs, all the not-so-long robes are slipped up, revealing all his calves to thighs, straight and beautiful.

Lorenzo lowered his head, grabbed Berlin's porcelain white ankle that was pressing on his left shoulder with one hand, and rubbed his fingers: "I like it best if I don't wear it."

"Tick tock." A drop of red nosebleed fell on Berlin's porcelain white calf.

Berlin frowned and followed Lorenzo's lowered gaze to see the suspicious red liquid. He kicked Lorenzo's face vigorously, retracted his foot, and the scenery between his legs was covered by the swaying robe.

The drop of dark red blood on the calf slid down to the toes in a small stream.

The temptation is extremely seductive.

Lorenzo reacted shamelessly again.

Berlin took a deep breath, put down the clothes in his hand, grabbed a bathrobe casually, unscrewed the door of the bathroom next to it, and closed it forcefully.

Lorenzo, who stayed where he was, wiped his nosebleed, got up and ran to the bathroom door, turned the handle, and the inside was locked.

"Hey, isn't it, you really don't want underwear, hang them empty? Or you just don't wear underwear. If you don't wear underwear, you will get wind. It's so cold, I can't bear it."

With the sound of water ticking in the bathroom, Berlin raised his face to block the noise from outside, and let the water flow down his face.

The matter of Kyushu Island, Xibihuai, should have been successful. Lu Ensi, the general of the Fourth Army and the chairman of the Council of Elders, the strongest blood clan on the planet Kavdana... No, maybe, he raised his hand to wipe the water on his face : Lorenzo Butisto, the pure blood ancestor.

The sound of ticking water stopped, and Berlin slowly put on the bathrobe facing the huge mirror. His whole body was well-proportioned, and his back was as graceful as a swan. There was only a hideous scar extending from the shoulder of his right hand to near the wrist. , destroyed the entire aesthetic feeling, but brought a vigorous momentum instead.

He fastened his bathrobe and opened the bathroom door.

The sweltering heat swept away, and Lorenzo had already dressed, leaning on the bed and staring at him playfully.

Berlin didn't move, and leaned against the door frame of the bathroom: "Lorenzo, is our previous deal still valid?"

Lorenzo propped his head up on his elbows, admiring the beautiful scenery, smiling: "A deal? What deal?"

Berlin:"……"

Lorenzo still had a smile on his face, but he didn't reach his eyes: "Berlin, this is Fort Sanguro, my palace, what do you think I brought you back for?"

The author has something to say:

small theater

Knowing that Berlin doesn't like hairy people, His Excellency shaved all the hair overnight.

Hahahaha~

Cough cough cough, let me tell you here, this article is full of fragrance, beauty, joy and demeanor, so cc is indispensable.

The collection of this article is very bad. The reason should be that the stupid author wrote too badly (cigarettes in the vicissitudes of life). I am very grateful to the little angels who have been chasing and encouraging me until now, okay~

Uh... After talking so much, I don't know what I said (crying and smiling face)