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

two hours ago.

Evan declines an offer to attend the dinner.

Priest Yao changed into a low-key moon-white robe and was adjusting the cuffs. Hearing this, he raised his head: "Why?"

"No reason."

The male insect's tone is cold, his words are concise, and he has more and more majesty under the crown.

Yao glanced lightly, without any intention of persuading, he said to Huaili: "Take care of Your Majesty."

"Master Priest, you are worrying too much, I don't need to take care of you."

Yao said coldly, "Then you come out of the quilt."

Evan: "..."

The male worm, who had maintained an indifferent image outside for a day, was slightly stiff and rolled into a sad ball under the quilt.

Priest Yao didn't irritate the self-righteous crown any longer, he simply explained a few words, and brought the other ascetic monks to the dinner.

Huai Li put down the robe she was holding in her hands, and walked to the bedside: "Are you okay?"

Evan said, "Of course."

After getting a reasonable answer, Huaili didn't ask any more questions, he was used to keeping silent and docile.

Only now and then he remembered that before, especially today, freedom had never been such a desirable thing for him.

He is also a military female. The military life occupies most of his life, but he was sacrificed by his family because he was too good and became a breeder. This is something he has never been able to understand.

But the military female has the code of the military female, and he regards this as an order.

No matter how proud and arrogant he used to be, he would not allow himself to be dissatisfied.

What's more, Your Majesty is actually not annoying.

He once asked Huaili if he wanted to leave, maybe it was just a joke, because both Mianxia and Huaili knew that there was absolutely no possibility of going back on this marriage.

The males let him think about what he likes to do.

Huaili was silent for a long time, and told the truth: "But we can't leave here."

After saying this, he regretted it, and subconsciously raised his head to see the expression of the male insect.

The red maple is withered, and the whole forest is such a magnificent red.

Mianxia stepped on the fallen leaves, stopped walking when he heard this, and looked back at Huaili, his eyes were calm, and he said with certainty: "Of course, Huaili Sen, as long as either the underground palace or me does not exist."

"Your Majesty, what does non-existence mean?"

Huai Li catches up with the pace of the male insect.

The male insect looked up at him. He was really not tall, but he seemed to have a lot of thoughts hidden and he didn't like to speak.

He stared at Huaili for a while, then suddenly said: "You like cold weapons very much."

"Yes."

The male asked him to practice for a while, although Huai Li was puzzled, he still did it.

His moves are very sharp, full of vigor, and the maple leaves all over the ground are like floating dust, and the male worm smiles a little after watching it.

It was the first time Huaili saw the smile on his face, it was faint but sincere.

"Wait, Huaili Sen."

He just said that, his eyes softened a little.

Now they are in the Forest of Nightmare Birds, Huaili has been here before, and then returned to the underground palace.

Huai Li was on the side, he felt that Sissel was just tired.

But not long after, the male threw off the quilt and jumped off the bed, Huaili stood up and said, "Your Majesty."

Evan was expressionless, and patted the folds on his clothes: "I'm going out to relax, and I'll be back soon."

"Okay," Huai Li couldn't say no, of course.

From the very beginning, Evan saw a small garden downstairs, and there were many Manai flowers in the flower garden.

Leaving the room, walking up the stairs to the safety exit, and pushing open the glass door, there is a small garden outside the door.

The people responsible for taking care of the garden are non-Zergs. They are not tall, and they don't have any special feelings for His Majesty, so they are not very nervous.

Evan breathed a sigh of relief.

In the dark blue sky, the crescent moon is curved, the stars are shining brightly, the fragrance is floating in the garden, and the insects are singing and the frogs are chirping.

Evan walked along the path to the Mai Nai flower garden.

The surrounding area was very quiet. In theory, there would be no Zerg here. Evan touched his nose and struggled for a while.

He emphasized that this is a game of reason and emotion.

This is summer, who can refuse summer?Can the frog refuse the pond, the earth the rain, the bee the honey?

How ridiculous it seems to be haggling.

As if doing this thing proves that I really care about something, no, never.

In five years, I have been a qualified and calm male.

Evan was expressionless, looked left and right, buried his head in the mane flower, fluttering.

The soft petals are layered on top of each other, and the buds exude a sweet smell, as if they have received countless intimate and soft kisses in an instant.

Just as Evan was rushing, there were steady and powerful footsteps from the other side of the garden, and he raised his head.

The silver-haired, purple-eyed army female had an unhappy expression on her face, and she walked down the path facing the moonlight with her pockets in her pockets.

Evan stayed where he was, his heart beating like a drum.

Looking around, there was no way around, so Evan could only frown and sneak into the flowers, squatting still.

atherland.

major general...

Evan probably understood why he wanted to hide, but he didn't understand why the major general wanted to pull the flowers.

Four eyes facing each other.

Evan wanted to fly away on the spot, unfortunately he has no wings now.

It's just a mature and rational worm. When faced with such an embarrassing scene, it is undoubtedly the most ingenious way to remain calm and calm.

Just as Evan was about to nod politely, he saw the corner of Jun Nu's mouth curled down, pulling out a mocking arc, and sneered.

"Pretend to be a frog."

Evan: "..."

What is charming, ambiguous, and inseparable, in Arthur Lan's eyes, everything is broken into slag.

All he knew was that the guy he had been worrying about all day, and who he had been worrying about for five years, was now in front of him.

So what about the crown, what about the eye of the storm.

It's the female bug that does it.

The matter is not clear, the reason is not clear, even if it is divorced in situ today, and there is no communication between old age and death, I still have to suppress this feeling of scratching my heart.

Don't provoke, worry too much and think too much when you don't get close.

Afraid that he would be indifferent, and that he would forget too quickly.

The 19-year-old male has just begun his life, he is keen to try everything, and he is greedy for novelty. He is enthusiastic when he likes it, but love is also like a tide, and the indifference is faster.

What's more, he is still the crown, a strange symbol written in the history books.

His past has never been understood by him, and he cannot even accompany the future.

So for the past five years, what kind of answer has been brooding about, and what kind of result do you want to be satisfied?

Arthur Lan didn't know, he was afraid of being impulsive, and even more afraid of facing his own heart.

But when he really appeared in front of his eyes alive, that lofty aura was torn into pieces, and his reason, which seemed to be impenetrable, broke down along with it.

It's just that my heart is stirring, and my heart is getting close, and I want to get closer to him, and get closer.

Evan looked at Arthur, his tea-green eyes unblinking.

He was going to leave, but he didn’t know why he stayed there, as if rooted: “Major General.”

A simple sentence, but it seems like a long time.

Assellan didn't answer, and so did Evan. There were too many doubts and harsh criticisms to say, and for their respective goals, they should say goodbye and get rid of them mercilessly.

Atheran took off his military cap, and Evan stood up.

After a while, there was a tacit understanding, or they were also eager to do one thing.

Atheran bowed his head, and Evan opened his arms.

a hug.

Evan felt very satisfied with the simple chest against his chest. He didn't understand the feeling that his predecessor said, but now he understands a little bit.

Asselan smelled the very faint smell of talcum powder, he grinned the corners of his mouth, he wanted to laugh, but couldn't, his lips moved, and he said silently and briefly.

haven't seen you for a long time.

bastard.

The wind blows the myna flowers rustlingly.

There was no Zerg in the garden, the soldiers on patrol, and the crocodile gardener on duty at night passed the Mai Nai flower garden and walked away slowly.

Atherland and Evan sat in the flowerbed, each looking to one side.

Feeling a little hot, Arthur unbuttoned the military uniform, revealing the light-colored shirt inside.

Evan looked at the tall mani flowers, the dense branches and leaves completely covered the inside, and he said: "There are no soldiers outside."

Arthur nodded: "Yes."

Evan snorted, lowered his head to grab grass, and suddenly raised his head and asked, "Are you the commander now? Major General."

Atherland: "Yeah."

Evan said, "What about Commander Andrew?"

Arthur Lane replied: "I moved to the crocodile village and taught those crocodiles to grow flowers, plant trees and make wine."

That's fine, Evan said.

The atmosphere was a little stuffy, and there was silence for a while.

Atherland squeezed the military cap in his hand, glanced at him quickly, and looked at the tip of the shoe: "Did you see the Mai Nai flowers?"

The first thing Evan thought of was the small garden in front of him, but the eyes of the female insect looked at him quietly.

Evan changed his words, and he thought for a while: "I see, they are everywhere, one by one, one by one."

Arthur Lan replied, lowered his head, and raised his head after a while. His lavender eyes seemed to be sprinkled with broken stars, and he looked at Evan with deep eyes.

"I planted it, from here to the eye of the storm."

Evan froze for a moment.

"What kind do you use?"

"Aircraft, clean up the pollutants first, and then scatter the flower seeds. The first time you scatter only the seeds, but if you keep scattering, the seeds won't come out. I'll ask the soldiers to wrap them in fertilizer and scatter them together."

Thinking of that scene, Arthur couldn't help but smile.

The poor combat troops who did not receive the news saw the aircraft in their own area happily waving and shouting, only to be met with flying dung in the sky.

It is said that after the pilot returned to the military area after his mission, there was already a platoon of soldiers waiting to greet him.

Evan couldn't help but also smiled, the corners of his mouth raised a little, his smile was very weak, and his tea-green eyes looked extremely gentle.

The two looked at each other, turned their faces away, and their ears were a little hot.

Evan said that I was going back, but he didn't stand up right away, he just sounded like he was talking, and Asselan also said that you should go back.

But he hooked the male's fingers and propped his chin, as if he didn't care.

Slowly, Aselan got closer and closer, her arm was next to Evan's, and there was a very faint smell of perfume on the female.

It seems to be the smell of forest, fresh and clean.

Evan said, "Do you want to kiss me?"

Arthur Lan lowered his eyelashes: "I thought about you when I saw you.

The author has something to say: Before I went out, the third girl leaned against the door and cracked melon seeds: "Master, go early and come back early."

I taught her a lesson: "Don't rely on me to stay in your yard for a few more days, you will be no big or small, I'm going to sleep with Miss Liu today, hey, there's no need for you to hold the door open for me."

The third girl didn't talk to each other, but just ate melon seeds.

In the evening, the third girl really bolted the door. She didn't get up until midnight and opened the door. There was a monkey squatting at the door.

Third girl: "..." After finishing the little thing, crawl away.