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

After a while, Arthur's cheeks twitched slightly.

His memory is very good, and he has an impression of the male insect waving across the balcony. Last night, he received a message from the little prince. He said that he would take the train at [-] o'clock in the afternoon to arrive at the Nightmare Bird Forest. He prepared in advance and asked for leave. Stay at the station.

The prince is very low-key and rarely shows up. In the early videos, he was still a young boy who hadn't grown up. He could see the color of his hair clearly, but his facial features were blurred.

Arselan and Thrall arrived at the station at the same time, and saw two males with similar hair color, but completely different temperaments.

If you observe carefully, you can find that the male with a serious sense of youth and a more indifferent expression has lower-key clothing, which is in line with the positioning of the little prince who yearns for a civilian life. Moreover, when Arthur saw him, his heart suddenly jumped. Obviously, this It is the powerful aura brought by the unique princely temperament.

He acted preemptively, and left with the little prince in front of Sal, leaving a look of how stupid you are.

So what went wrong?

Could it be that the little brat who tried to enter the hotel with a wall-thumping, blushing honey juice, and trying to put on an expression of arrogance and contempt was not the legendary little prince at all.

There was a slight change in Arthur's calm and calm mind.

Could Thrall be able to accurately identify His Highness the Prince, follow him all the way, and finally deal a fatal blow to Arthur when he was complacent and defenseless?

Oh, it is impossible for such a situation to happen.

After he left, Thrall's most likely reaction was to leave in anger and go back to the army to play sandbags. At this time, he suddenly appeared. It must be because the general hadn't received the news from the little prince and informed Thrall, so he knew that he It was not the little prince who was taken away.

Therefore, the less calm you are at this time, the faster you will lose.

Thrall leaned on the balcony: "Hey! Timothy, what's the matter with your expression? Don't you understand? The little man next to you is not His Royal Highness at all, you have already lost to me."

Asselan lowered his eyes, and the male beside him had an indifferent expression and cold eyes. His young and mature temperament was in stark contrast to the lively and cheerful male on the opposite side. He folded his arms, and his tea-green eyes were calm and deep.

"His Royal Highness Prince?"

"Stunt runt?"

"Athlan Timothy?"

Every time the male worm said a word, Arthur Lan's heart skipped a beat. The male worm in front of him was a scary guy who could take out a lot of amethyst coins, spend money like water, and had a more noble temperament than the prince.

Even though he tried to wall him off just now and failed, it should not be underestimated at all!Arthur chose to shut up rationally.

Carlos tried to wave his hand, but the male opposite did not respond, staring at Thrall indifferently.

Carlos saw the silver-haired purple-eyed female next to him, and suddenly felt that his behavior was very inappropriate.

Seeing the way Evan talked about gender issues on the train, he must be the kind of love master who sings every night and dies immediately without sex. In such a beautiful and romantic late night, living with females in a hotel is very difficult. It was obvious that something was going to happen, so it was rude to say hello so hastily.

And this bluffing big guy, can't he look at the insects?

Bringing in so many military females, each of them stared at the opposite balcony calmly, with an expression of watching the excitement, disturbing the romantic night of other insects like this, it is completely stupid behavior!

The little prince Carlos reached out and grabbed Sal's sleeve, trying to stop: "Mr. Major General, I want to see General Andrew now."

Thrall felt his sleeves swaying slightly, and he was shocked before he realized that there was a male in the room, a prince, his future master.

Never be rude to males.

Be gentle with males.

Treat males with absolute respect.

"Your Highness, the little prince."

The tall, handsome army female with a wasp-armed wasp waist lowered her face and stared at Carlos 100% intently. Carlos was frightened by the other party's threatening eyes, and his hairs stood on end, subconsciously showing a defensive expression.

"what are you going to do?"

The eyes are terrible, like Danby the dog when he sees the sausage.

"Please accept this."

So don't want anything at all.

Carlos is Hedwell's youngest male son. He has a male elder brother and a female younger brother, each with a strong personality.

Carlos was arranged no matter what he did, and he couldn't refuse at all, so he especially didn't like aggressive people, and he would always unconsciously recall the fear of being dominated by his father and brother.

However, this major general looks at the bug like a big dog that has been hungry for a long time.

Carlos subconsciously avoided.

Thrall took out a leather whip from his pocket, and handed it to him respectfully, firmly, and without rejection.

"It is my fault that I did not receive Your Highness. Please use this whip to punish me for my dereliction of duty. Of course, I hope that the punishment will be private."

There are also males who are willing to physically punish females, such as the male brother of Carlos, but Carlos has no such habit at all. He refused in a panic: "No, no, please take it back, Mr. Major General, I'm sure I don't want to For this, I'm not angry, and I don't want to blame, in fact, before you broke in, I was very satisfied with my current life."

Thrall's eyes turned cold, and he looked around: "I understand, it's all Arthuran Timothy's fault, if he didn't recognize the wrong bug, you don't have to live in this cheap hotel at all, you want to punish It's him, right?"

Carlos opened his eyes wide, and he didn't understand Sal's brain circuit at all, let alone why the other party's eyes suddenly looked distressed.

"Athelan Timothy." Thrall turned and leaned on the balcony: "Come and fight! I will punish you for His Royal Highness, today!"

It's completely talking to itself!

Carlos looked at Sal in shock. Is this his future blind date, known as one of the strongest females in the Nightmare Bird Forest, a female who has been commended by his father and brother one after another?

"You're really loud."

Said the male who has been ignored.

Thrall: "What are you talking about? Arrogant little dwarf!"

As soon as the words fell, the balcony where Sal was lying on her stomach suddenly cracked, and the neck of the military female, who was nearly two meters tall, tilted without warning, as if being pressed against the wall by something invisible, making a crisp sound.

Atheran smelled a terrible smell coming from the male.

"Fuck! What!"

Thrall's body was crushed hard, but there was nothing around him, and he looked up to the opposite side of the balcony. Only then did Thrall really look at the short male.

The other party didn't know when he stood on the balcony, condescending, looking down from a distance of four or five meters.

She has normal hair color and good looks, but she seems inexplicably unattainable.

In the brown eyes, the inner pupils expanded in circles, and the eyeballs turned into a somewhat strange, empty black circle. Before Sal had time to concentrate on it, he was hit by the second head attack.

"Fuck! Fuck! Come again!"

The other females saw that the chief was being attacked and wanted to help, but they seemed to be drunk and couldn't control their hands and feet, and fell asleep on the ground.

"I hate it the most. Others call me a dwarf." The male worm had no expression on his face, but Asselan could hear the gnashing of teeth in his indifferent tone.

Carlos opened his mouth wide, staring blankly at the male worm standing on the balcony.

"What are you looking at?" The male worm cast his gaze abruptly.

Carlos shook his head quickly, astonished by Evan's mental power thread. He thought his mental power was strong enough, but he didn't expect the male insect who studied the topic of gender to be even more terrifying.

You can stick a high-ranking officer to the wall with a thread of mental power, and hit it like a rubber ball.

All this happened very quickly, and when Sal was knocked out, Evan withdrew the thread of mental power.

He didn't look at anyone, and didn't say any more insulting words.

He jumped off the balcony and walked straight into the house.

Regardless of whether there were other people around him, the little male crawled into the bed by himself and covered his head with the quilt.

Arthur Lan should leave. He is not a fool. He still doesn't understand what happened at this time. He picked up the wrong person and showed the wrong feelings. This little monster who doesn't know where it came from is weird and powerful, very rich, but it is not an empire at all. the little prince.

Just a funny oolong.

The only way to avoid embarrassment at this time is to leave quietly. If you have to face each other face to face and explain something useless, what is the difference from that idiot Sal.

Atherland thought so. He raised his military cap, remained silent, and walked to the door and held the doorknob.

There seemed to be a slight sound coming from the bed, Arthur Lan couldn't believe it, it couldn't be crying...

The door opened gently, then slowly closed again.

Arthur Lan stood in front of the bed, his tall and straight figure cast a slender black shadow.

Throwing away the coat of the elegant nobleman, his face was full of confusion, scratching his ears and cheeks at the little bulge on the bed, at a loss for what to do.

"Hey, are you alright?"

Because he was not His Royal Highness, he didn't know what to call him, so Arthur Lan put on airs for a long time, but he didn't know how to deal with this little monster.

It is obvious that he has been young and mature since the time they met, and he is so mature that he is dying. Just now he even pinned Sal to the ground and patted him. He doesn't look like a weak person in any way.

Atherland patted the little bulge stiffly.

The sound stopped suddenly, and the small drum arched, crawling away like a caterpillar.

Hey, sure enough.

Smells just of a fresh-breathed, just-adult pup.

No matter how mature and ferocious it looks, it can't change this fact.

Arthur sneered in his heart. He put on his hat, left the star card on the table, tore up the desk calendar and wrote down the password, and transferred the money back to this card if he didn't have enough money.

He planned to end his own goal, and left in a low-key manner. Before he left, he bent down curiously and moved closer to the bulge.

Small voices became clear.

"Not short, not short..."

"Pfft." Asselan couldn't hold back.

As soon as the corners of his mouth curled up, he smelled a terrifying smell again. Asselan's face changed slightly, and the next moment he flew out of the balcony stiffly like a plastic doll.

Withdrawing his spiritual power, a gap was formed in the quilt.

The indifferent male worm sat up wrapped in a quilt, his indifferent and calm face, his eyelashes were wet under the quilt, making his eyes round and bright.

"Stupid female, cry, what an absurd guess, I just used up my mental power and subconsciously wanted to embrace the darkness."

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