The male worm who is the object of marriage has just reached adulthood

"Little ghost, I don't know where you came from, nor how strong your spiritual sea is."

Atheran opened the car door and got out of the car with sharp eyes: "But in the empire, it is expressly forbidden for males to use mental power under non-self-defense conditions."

Mental power is a precious asset for males, but it is difficult to reproduce. Generally speaking, the older males accumulate more, the more vigorous their spiritual sea. Smart parents will educate their children when they are very young, and they cannot be used casually. Mental strength.

Young spendthrifts, old people suffer in hospital beds.

This little brat doesn't hesitate to use it.

But to be honest, Aselan always thought this kid was weird. The first time he got mad was because of Thrall's sneer, and the second time was probably because of shyness, but that mental power spread out as if he was desperate. Is it a mental power mine?

Evan was sitting in the dark car with his suitcase in his arms. The environment was very familiar, so he acted very calmly, but Arthur Lan put up his whole body to defend himself, and was serious.

"If you use your mental power indiscriminately, you will be arrested by red-haired and green-eyed gorillas."

Evan: "..."

Gradually showing disgust in his eyes, Evan moved his butt calmly.

Arthur thought that his words were too harsh and frightened the little boy, he wiped his temples, and said in a low voice: "Okay, the marriage must be kept secret, we can usually get along as friends, I am not very old, Same age as you."

Evan's face twitched slightly, and Aslan could see it.

"why are you laughing?"

Evan turned his head and turned the back of his head to Arthur Lan: "No."

"I'm only 68 years old."

For a female who has been promoted to the position of major general, this age is very, very young. Asheran became an adult at the age of 28. After enlisting in the army, she has been in the army for more than 30 years. It will be said that it is not stable enough.

"In fact, I only became an adult this month, and the winged Zergs mature earlier than ordinary Zergs."

"How old are you?"

"nineteen."

Discuss whether you are young or not!Adults should talk about what adults should talk about.

Asselan took a deep breath, put his hand on the car door, and beckoned the young and ferocious kid to get out of the car: "It's the place, come down."

Evan fumbled out of the car with a suitcase in his hand. It was a little dark around. The location of this apartment was remote. When it was built, it was thought that a group of big men and females could see at night, so the street lights were repaired very casually without any light.

Evan walked up to Arthur Lan in the dark.

Atherland quickly reached out to help him when he was about to fall, then grabbed Evan's suitcase, and tugged, full of gentlemanly avoidance, after all, it was a formal marriage: "Just follow me, until the end There's a light up there."

Assellan was used to walking by himself, and he didn't feel anything in the dark. He had to climb a section of hills to get to the apartment. He dragged his suitcase, and Evan followed him quietly without expressing any objection.

After walking a few steps, Arthur frowned: "You stepped on my shoes."

Evan looked down, it was dark, and he could only roughly see the beautiful white ankle: "Sorry."

Asselan clicked his tongue inwardly, but his pace slowed down a bit, and then the heel of the other shoe was trampled off.

Asselan turned around, looked down at the little boy who bumped into him, and groaned lightly. Asselan pulled him to his side and walked side by side with his shoulders.

Evan followed in Arthur Lan's footsteps, so he wouldn't stumble.

When we arrived at the apartment, this small apartment was a single building with a small courtyard. It was a first-class merit award given to Arthur Lan not long ago. He only lived here for a month, and he managed to make this place his own happy nest.

Atherland let go, opened the door of the apartment, walked into the house, and proudly invited Evan.

Evan stood at the door. Opening the door was the hallway and the living room, and the stairs were on the right. The lights in the room were bright, and there was nothing to hide from the furnishings in the room. Evan hesitated for a while and walked through the debris on the floor.

Messy, very chaotic, there is no place to set foot as far as the eye can see.

In addition to books, bottles, low-quality weapons and other sundries, there are also some weird metal models that don't seem to work.

Marriage partners live in garbage dumps or warehouses.

At that moment, Evan's heart was filled with awe and sympathy for the imperial army female.

Ashland wondered to himself.

What is the origin of this kid?With so many precious figures and limited-edition props, as well as the first-version models in well-known movies and games in the past ten years, he was completely indifferent?

Check this out!It is the ultimate weapon of "War and Wolf", and on the left shelf, the classic game "Mushroom World" released by EV seven years ago!There are also out-of-print figures that make all young people so excited that they forget to breathe, new and unopened comics, and props that are so exquisite that their souls are trembling.

This is a paradise where all young bugs who have been exposed to optical brains cannot remain indifferent!But why does this stinky cub smell so weird, and what emotion is it?

Asselan stood up and threw the comics aside, opened his eyes and said nonsense: "It's too messy here, you can sit wherever you want."

So praise me quickly, at least show some amazed expression!

Evan nodded, glanced at the piles of dishes, clothes thrown around, all kinds of candy wrappers, and the soil in the half-open cabinet, he put the suitcase on the sofa, and even his tone A little more gentle: "Where will I live tonight?"

Arthur Lane: "..."

It smells really weird, but I can't think of what emotion it is.

"There are two bedrooms here, one is downstairs and the other is upstairs, but the upstairs bedroom has not been used. If you don't mind, you can stay in my room tonight and pick out some furniture tomorrow."

A Selan looked left and right, managed to clean up a small piece of land, and ordered: "You sit down for a while, and I will find clothes for you to take a bath, and then get some food."

Evan nodded his thanks, and when Asselan entered the bedroom to look for clothes, he looked at the whole room calmly.

Pat the sofa, it will sink softly after sitting down, and Evan slumped down with his pillow on the military jacket stained with machine oil.

Very comfortable.

Evan rubbed against the sofa, and casually picked up a book from the table. There are many cultural and entertainment products in the legacy of his predecessor, but because the equipment is old, most of them cannot be used. Only the books and materials are well preserved.

Evan glanced at the bedroom, quietly stretched out the thread of mental power to warn, and then read the book carefully.

It is completely inappropriate to say that it is a book. The cover is an extremely abstract and colorful figure painting. A cute male is wearing a packing tape, holding a heart-shaped harp, and comparing a number two.

Evan didn't know Xin Chongyu, but he managed to make out a few words from the fancy fonts.

"Christine"

"sweet"

"Love Crit"

Turning to the first page, it seems that the daily life of male insects is drawn, and there are many weird and fresh things in it.

Well, 300 years later is very fresh, Evan sighed a little, but this male "Christine" seems to be able to control things mentally, using pink silk to bind other creatures.

Evan took the energy to study spiritual power, and read it very seriously, but he didn't know Xin Chongyu, so he barely recognized the characters. After turning over a few pages, "sweet crit" was a word that appeared more often.

and many more!

Evan paused, closed the book abruptly, then opened it a little more quietly, and glanced at it hastily.

The content became strange, and Evan rubbed his ears that were slowly turning red.

"You wear this, the smallest size I can find."

Although she was about the same height, but she still had to emphasize that she was five centimeters taller, Arthur was holding her pajamas.

Didn't realize what kind of chicken pecking at each other this kind of behavior.

The thread of mental power shrank back.

Evan quickly put the book back in place and sat upright.

Arthur ran out with his clothes on, and looked at the indoor temperature controller strangely. It wasn't hot, it was only 22°. Why is the little brat sweating?

The physique is really good!

Atherland raised her chest, handed the pajamas to Evan, and pointed to the location: "The bathroom is over there."

Show off your strong body.

But Evan didn't even look at it, he stood up quickly, he said oh, and took the blue striped pajamas, which looked very new and had not been worn.

He was carrying a suitcase, and it looked like he was going to take it in with him. Asheran had a look on your face, but considering the kid's personal habits, he didn't say anything, and went to cook by himself, yawning.

Evan breathed a sigh of relief, and before entering the bathroom, he read other comics that could not be read, showing a thoughtful expression. It seems that learning the new insect language is imminent.

In the bathroom, Evan looked paralyzed at the small room full of modern atmosphere, without buckets and hot spring pools.

As the Crown Prince, he owns a fifty-square-meter hot spring pool with running water.

So now, where is the hot spring water?

His predecessor did not go so far as to publish a survival guide. You can get a glimpse of how to travel by car, eat, and stay, but he did not go into detail about how to bathe in the outside world.

Evan looked solemnly at the bottles and jars in the bathroom, as well as the thin metal pipes, and fell into deep thought.

Asselan cooked some simple meals and left a portion for the male. After that, he went upstairs to take a shower. After washing, he nestled in the living room and read comics. He didn't pay much attention to the downstairs bathroom.

But when the male came out of the bath, almost two hours passed.

Asselan looked up at him, his eyes paused slightly, his hair was wet, his eyes were wet, he looked small and well-behaved, but he still had facial paralysis.

He coughed: "Just put the dirty clothes in the laundry basket, and wash them with me tomorrow."

"No, I've already washed everything."

This sounded so weird. Aslan glanced at the bathroom, but saw nothing. He murmured: "Dinner is on the table, Nightmare Bird sandwiches and donuts, and milk is in the refrigerator."

Evan would never admit that he was drenched in cold water all over his face.

So he just slept in the hotel, and originally planned to take a bath and go to the hot spring.

But now the situation is more complicated.

He put the suitcase away, his breath was very cold, and he hummed dully when he heard what Arthur said. Arthur smelled the cold water vapor, and he crossed his legs: "Although it is summer, the Nightmare Bird Forest is very cold at night, You'd better not take a cold shower."

Evan was expressionless: "There is no hot water."

Asselan washed it just now, and she was sure: "I also washed it just now, there is hot water, the heating system is not broken, did you not use hot water?"

Talk a lot.

Evan's face was paralyzed, his teeth chattered slightly, he groaned, and turned his head.

Asselan always felt that he smelled that horrible smell again, and he waved his hand quickly, not understanding why Evan fried his hair: "Then go and have dinner, put it on the table."

Evan's lips turned white from the cold water, and he walked to the dining table. There was a triangular food on a white porcelain plate, and a strange dark brown circle of food next to it.

Evan has practiced penance since he was a child, eating fresh plants rich in special energy, and has never been exposed to other foods.

He looked hesitantly, and chose the circle that smelled good. Evan touched it with the spiritual thread, but there was no abnormal energy. He stuck out his tongue and licked it quickly.

Evan quietly looked at Aselan who was focusing on the comics, took a bite, and quickly stuffed a whole donut into his mouth.

After eating the donuts, Evan glanced at the triangular food, which smelled delicious. He picked it up and took a bite. It tasted salty and sweet, like seaweed that was occasionally sent to the underground palace, and it also had a tough and chewy texture. s things.

Sweet.

Evan chewed it strangely, swallowed it, then held up the sandwich and asked Arthur: "Major General Arthur, what's in it."

Arthur didn't look back: "Bread, jam, vegetables, and bird meat."

clack.

Something fell to the ground. Aslan turned his head and saw the dull expression on the paralyzed face that had always been young and old.

"Is there meat in it?"

Arthur was startled, turned around, and got up: "A little bird meat, artificially raised and quarantined, processed and edible meat, what's wrong?"

Evan remained calm, picked up the sandwich, and penanced meat abstinence, but didn't say why.

"It's all right, thank you for your dinner, but I can't eat meat."

Arthur nodded hesitantly: "Okay, then what do you want to eat?"

Evan shook his head. In fact, he felt a little floating now, wanting to go to heaven. He waved his hand and walked a little swaying: "No, I want to sleep first. Where is my room? Is it here?"

Evan made a beeline for the refrigerator.

Asselan groaned in his heart, quickly grabbed him, and took him to his bedroom. He smelled the male spirit thread again. This time, it was different from before. It was closer to the essence, soft and fresh, like rain Behind the mountain forest, very light smell.

"Major General Atherland."

Evan was arranged by Atherland to lie under the quilt, with the quilt covering his head, only a pair of black eyes were exposed, he emphasized in a muffled voice.

"Tonight, no matter what happens, don't open the bedroom door."

Arthur Lane: "..."

Who wants to watch you sleep, narcissistic bastard.

Assellan gave a perfunctory hum, turned off the lights and walked out of the bedroom. He stretched himself and prepared to spend the whole night chasing comics. Where did he put the "Christine's Sweet Love"? Take it out and throw it, it's an insult that this bonus comic is in the same room as great sci-fi.

Atherland found the book on the table, threw it into the trash can, and then found a comic and leaned it on the sofa.

One hour.

Two hours

The hour hand pointed to twelve o'clock, and the bedroom door suddenly opened.

The author has something to say: come, come, come!I'm coming!

The day will change day by day.

But fixing the time is so difficult!