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

This is very embarrassing for the worm.

Evan took the lead to divert his gaze. He pointed to the door and said coldly: "There is a knock on the door."

Arthur Lan's hair stood on end. He didn't want anyone to know that he was married. He handed the towel to the second generation of facial paralysis and smirked: "There is no sound, you heard it wrong."

"Athlan Timothy, hey, hey, open the door, hey, hey!"

The door panel rattled.

Arthur Lan: "..." Can't this disgusting idiot come at another time?

Evan put on the tooth powder expressionlessly, and looked at Arthur quietly. He was actually very conflicted. He brushed his teeth and foamed up his mouth. It would be bad if he accidentally sprayed it out, but it was not easy to drive Arthur out.

Asselan coughed: "Then you brush, I'm going out."

When the back of the female came out of the bathroom, Evan put down his toothbrush, and a face that was too young was reflected in the mirror, which was pretty good, with a few small freckles on both sides of the bridge of the nose. It's a long way from being glamorous.

Evan wiped the mirror with his hands dipped in water, he sighed a little, and looked at the pale pink toothpaste box inserted on the wooden base.

try it?

Arthur ran out of the bathroom, ate a candy from the shelf in a leisurely manner, put on socks again, and opened the door slowly.

Sal bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang, the door opened suddenly, he staggered a bit, stood firm, no outside insects were speaking very boldly: "I said you are shitting at home, the door is so slow to open?"

The tall, blond and blue-eyed female has a straight military uniform, and there is an unconcealable female aura in the sunlight.

Arthur Lan's face trembled, and he couldn't bear to look directly at this big guy whose muscles were more developed than his brains. After all, he was also a charming military female with a master.

He waved his hand to chase away the insects: "Let's go, do you know that I asked for leave? If you don't go to the army today, you can go as far as you can. Get out, get out quickly."

After receiving the certificate, the marriage leave will be held. In a few days, the worms from the "New Hope" committee will come to give warmth, encourage the newlyweds to lay more eggs, and there will be a series of compulsory classes that the couple must attend.

That's when the real catastrophe will strike.

Thrall blocked the door with his hand, not happy, and walked inside forcefully relying on his height: "Stop talking nonsense, I have something to ask you."

Arthur Lan was too mentally exhausted last night, so he couldn't react for a while, and was squeezed in by Thrall.

The two of them are not only old enemies, but also good brothers who grew up naked together. They have a life-threatening friendship on the battlefield. In terms of personality, Thrall is a big white radish with a solid circle. Sal's counseling work.

"Go out, I don't have time to chat with you today."

The old comrade-in-arms didn't even bother to pretend, the two worms didn't like to see each other, any demeanor was just pretending, Arthur shouted: "Get out."

"No, you are the part-time instructor of our first district, you have to solve the problem for me, I can't delay this matter."

"Fuck the shit, don't you understand me on vacation? Get the hell out of here."

Asselan tried to stop Thrall, but the room was so big that he could see the living room and the kitchen at a glance. Thrall squeezed in, and the male worm wiped his face with a towel after washing. The male worm was young and thin, with a pale face. He walked out of the bathroom expressionlessly, and met Sal's eyes.

Arthur Lan: "..." He's an asshole!

Thrall was struck by lightning, his face full of shock.

Evan was silent.

"Is breakfast in the kitchen?" He nodded to Sal, then looked at Atheran: "Where should the wet towel be hung?"

Arthur Lan folded his arms, wiped his face with his right hand, and looked horrible: "Breakfast is on a plate, towels are hung on the balcony on the second floor, go up the stairs and open the door of the first room, there is a big balcony there."

"Thank you." Evan climbed up the stairs with a suitcase and a towel.

Thrall snorted, and turned around in shock: "Fuck Atherland, be sober, don't go on the road of breaking the law and never turn back! It is illegal to live with underage males! You have to think about your male father, Your female father, they are still waiting for you to go back in the capital! You should be sober!"

Because of the hostess, there was no wedding atmosphere in the room. Instead, it was messy like a disaster scene. Yesar never forgot about getting married.

Arthur Lan was in a complicated mood. He covered his face and took a deep breath: "Did you leave your mind at home when you went out early in the morning? He is an adult!"

Sal completely forgot about the beating in the hotel, and with an expression on his face, he compared with his hands: "That little male looks so short! So small!"

Asselan grabbed Sal by the collar, fearing that he would be beaten again: "You can't keep your mouth shut, let me tell you, he is an adult, let's go out and talk about it."

"Crime is Aslan who will go to jail!"

"Shut up, idiot."

"Don't be stubborn! It's still too late to surrender."

"..."

Why did this sound so awkward? Aslan grabbed Thrall, pushed and dragged him out of the door, and his heart was broken. No matter how it looked, it looked like the scene where he abducted the ignorant male with bad intentions and was caught.

Is this true?

The truth is worse than that.

Asselan deeply felt that he couldn't speak, and was ready to be laughed at. He let go of his hand, put it in his pocket, and said with an inscrutable expression: "Tell me, what exactly did you come to see me for?"

Thrall was still immersed in the shocking news that his old comrade-in-arms had asked for leave for no reason and had a meeting at home.

The two worms put their pockets in their pockets, looked at the sparkling river not far away, lit a cigarette each, and started a mature adult worm conversation.

"Are you really an adult?"

"nonsense."

"What about the little prince?"

"I told you to go after him, the general is fine."

"What the hell is going on with that little male?"

"That's what you see."

Thrall's voice trembled: "One-night stand?"

Arthur Coughed, and said lightly, "You are right."

The two worms were silent for a moment, Thrall dusted off the cigarette ash, looked at Aselan with admiration, and then said, "I came to you because I want you to help me analyze whether the little prince likes me or not."

Atherland paused: "Why do you ask me?"

Thrall felt a little ashamed, but still had to admit that his old enemy was very good at picking up males, and he was a veteran in love. He said with a little jealousy: "You seem to be more experienced, and you can be considered a character in the first district."

"..." Aslan smokes, I have fart experience, he patted Sal on the shoulder seriously: "Don't analyze it, I don't like it."

"You haven't listened to me yet."

Arthur Lan was still thinking about the little facial paralysis in the house. He hummed, and breathed out the smoke absently: "What's the situation? You can't do anything except send flowers and make appointments. After dinner, you go back to the apartment to fight. If you don't send a message, you can't do anything." No greetings, what do you expect me to analyze about the frequency of dating every two days?"

Thrall: "..."

Arthur stamped out the cigarette butt, covered it with dirt, and smiled: "The first time we meet, let the prince eat the exhaust gas. You should still be gay."

Thrall: "..." Please die.

He moved his hands a few times and didn't touch the corner of Arthur Lan's clothes. Thrall felt a little regretful, and said: "The last thing, when we cleaned up the contaminated area in the first area, the soldiers who entered were covered in mist. There's another male."

Aslan pinched the cigarette: "Who is leading the way in?"

"It's Lexy."

"Arrange for bugs to find them as soon as possible, or use mist repellant if it doesn't work."

Thrall shook his head: "That thing is too expensive, it won't be reimbursed."

So it's really annoying, just entered the era of recovery, the Zerg Empire has opened up wasteland in recent years, and supplies are in short supply, and it has long been cold to wait for the distribution of superiors. Aslan thought for a moment: "Use it first, if it is not enough, I will ask General Andrew for it. The general didn't, I'll think of a way."

Thrall didn't refuse, and bumped Arthur Lan's shoulder, asking in a low voice: "Okay, but when this matter is over, you have to teach me to chase males."

Arthur Lan: "..." I will teach you a hammer.

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