If you wear it fast, you will return the scum

"Why haven't you seen your little lover come out recently?" Skorchi leaned over and asked Payne.

Payne was wearing a dark green tree pattern robe, making him look tall and straight.

They are at a banquet, toasting each other.

Payne took a sip of the wine and said, "After the trouble last time, he hid in the house like a rabbit and refused to go out no matter what."

"Isn't it just being seen by others? Are angels so coy?" Scorch felt that Mitchell couldn't take a joke, and in his opinion, it was just a joke.

"How do I know what's crazy about him." Payne rolled his eyes, picked up the apple and took a bite.

"How does it feel to fuck an angel?" Skurge asked suddenly.

"You want to fuck? Just pick one of the prisoners of war." Payne chewed the apple and swallowed it.

Scorch looked at him and said, "I think he's quite obedient..." The second half of the sentence was self-evident.

Payne shifted his gaze to his face, and said, "Find it yourself, and don't make up his mind."

"Why, you fell in love with him?" Scorch asked curiously.His Royal Highness Payne, who is always romantic, will have to celebrate with all his might if he takes his mind off it.

"How is it possible." Payne's indifferent look seemed to have heard Skurge tell a big joke, "It's just that I have a problem. If the partner next to me has been slept by someone, I won't touch it. I still I’m not tired of playing with him, I’ll give it to you when I don’t want to play anymore.”

"Tsk, His Royal Highness Payne is so ruthless, isn't he afraid that your little lover will cry for you after hearing this?"

"You think I'm the kind of person who will be moved by tears?" Payne said, "If he wanted to leave, he would have left. With his appearance, if he didn't cling to me, how could I let him stay. "

"He's not bad looking." Skorchi took the melon seeds and started knocking.

"It's not bad, but I don't have any handsome men and beautiful women around me. He is at most a middle-class person. If he didn't serve me comfortably, how could I let him stay in my palace for so long."

Behind the curtain, Mitchell, who was looking at Payne's thin clothes and wanted to give him the cloak, stood there and listened to Payne's evaluation of him.

He listened quietly, then turned and left quietly.

From beginning to end, without saying a word.

After Mitchell left, a guard walked up to Payne and whispered something in his ear.

Payne was surprised: "He has been here?"

The guard nodded.

Payne's face was calm, and he just said: "It's good to hear it, so as not to have any unrealistic fantasies."

"His Royal Highness Payne is really ruthless." Scott said strangely.

Payne gave him a blank look: "You won't sleep with me, what are you afraid of?"

Skorchi laughed twice, raised his glass and clinked with him.

"Master Host, your current status is already comparable to that of a servant." Fu Qiu flirted with him in the system space.

Wen Fei grabbed the back of his neck and lifted him up, saying: "Yeah, we are one step closer than strangers, do we need to set off firecrackers to celebrate?"

The four short legs of the fur ball fluttered wildly, and said: "Master Host, if you want it, you can do it. There are two gold coins for a firecracker in the system. Don't miss it when you pass by."

Wen Fei threw him on the sofa, while she sat at the table. With a thought, a notebook and pen appeared on the table, and the system automatically deducted the fee.

"His favorite value is rising too slowly, I have to analyze the reason and change the routine."

Wen Fei took a pen and drew on the paper, muttering while drawing: "First of all, he is a ruthless man with a noble status and high vision. So I must have a higher status than him, or be stronger than him." Having said that, he looked up at the fur ball, and said to himself, "Why don't I usurp the throne."

The furball's butt slipped and fell directly from the sofa.

"Just kidding, just kidding." Wen Fei continued to scribble, "Let me analyze Raphael's strengths. He is powerful and looks better than me. I can't compete with him in appearance."

Fuqiu rubbed his buttocks and climbed onto the sofa again.

"The host can develop a second time when you are an adult, and your appearance can be further improved, but according to your genetic calculations, it is a bit difficult for you to grow up to be as good-looking as him."

"There's no need to talk nonsense." Wen Fei continued to think about the plan, "You can use the regret value later. If you want him to fall in love with me, you need to increase the love value to at least 80. But judging by Payne's personality, the degree of remorse can be increased to 80 at least. Getting to 60 is too difficult. Let’s relax the limit a bit, the plan is to get to [-].”

"Appropriate stimulation and adventurous spirit are strong catalysts for emotional development." Wen Fei put down his pen and looked at Fuqiu, "What are those three wishes? This is a hidden plot."

The fur ball gnawed at its claws and said, "This is part of the hidden plot."

"So there are other hidden threads buried." Wen Fei smiled maliciously, walked over, grabbed the hairball by the back of his neck, and said in a threatening tone, "Then tell me honestly." Bar."

After Mao Qiu finished telling the hidden plot, the smile on Wen Fei's face became more obvious.

"In this way, I am more sure of conquering the little crow."

When Payne returned from the banquet, he saw Mitchell sitting at the foot of the bed, already asleep.

His eyes were swollen, and he looked like he should have cried before.

Payne felt a little annoyed.

He wasn't a bully, and he didn't like to see tears, but Mitchell always cried easily.

He kicked Mitchell, watched him wake up, then bent down, raised his chin, and said, "If you don't want to stay, go quickly."

Mitchell shook his head: "I won't go."

Payne smiled and said, "Mitchell, what are you planning?"

Mitchell wiped his face and said, "I'm drawing you."

Payne pulled a stool over and sat down in front of him: "Then tell me, what are you trying to do to me, and if you want to make me happy, I'll take you out to play, to the forest."

Mitchell actually thought about it seriously, and he said: "You are good-looking, you helped me, um... I can't say anything else, I have liked you since I was born, and I don't know how to respond thing."

"Haha." Payne smiled, pulled him over, pinched his face, and said, "You are really my happy fruit."

It was the first time for Mitchell to hear him praise himself, with a look of surprise on his face, and even the wings behind him trembled.

Payne didn't lie to him this time, and took him to the forest the next day.

Trees from the demon world and the god world can grow particularly tall.But the devil world is always gloomy, and this feeling is even more obvious in the forest.

Because he just came out to play, Payne didn't bring too many followers.

When Mitchell entered the forest, he spread his wings and flew like a bird out of a cage.

Penn rode the horse and watched him fly on it.

Mitchell would sometimes turn his head to look at him, and turn around to find him if he flew too far.

Payne holds a bow and arrow in his hand, and sometimes he sees birds in the forest, he will hitch an arrow and shoot out.

His arrow technique has reached the pinnacle, and he hits every shot with incomparable precision.

"Don't go far." Payne said to Mitchell.

The entourage behind him stepped forward to pick up the birds he shot down.

The fog in the forest gradually thickened, and Payne soon lost sight of Mitchell.

When the fog spreads, you can't see the direction clearly, which is very dangerous.

Because those dormant monsters like to haunt in the fog.

Payne turned his head and looked back, only to find that those followers were gone.

He reined in the horse and observed in place.

It's not far from the exit, and it's easy to go out when the fog clears.But how to travel in the fog, it is very likely that you will lose your way, and it is more likely to go to a deeper place.It will be difficult to figure it out when the time comes.

Payne is confident that he has the ability to protect himself, but he can't guarantee that little angel.

After a while, he heard Mitchell's cry for help coming from ahead.

He clamped the horse's belly and ran towards the source of the sound.

Some plants and animals can imitate human voices calling for help, so as to prey on rescuers.Payne shouldn't have gone there, but when he realized it, he was there.

Mitchell's wings were bitten by a huge piranha, and he was stuck in mid-air, which was very funny.

But Payne could see that his wings had begun to ooze blood.

Payne immediately nocked the arrow, and shot it on the stem of the flower.

This kind of piranha is very quick to respond.Sensing the pain, it threw off Mitchell and attacked Payne.

Payne shot another arrow, directly piercing its center.

Mitchell fell to the ground, and before he got up, he shouted to him: "Be careful."

Payne dodged reflexively, but still a little slower. There was a sharp pain in his right shoulder, and a monkey ran past him screaming strangely.

Hearing more and more intensive monkey calls, Payne's expression changed, he quickly jumped off the horse, pulled Mitchell up and flew out.

He looked back and saw that the horse he was riding before was surrounded by a group of monkeys.Things with sharp tusks and monkey claws were eating the horse.

After flying for a while, Payne's speed slowed down, and finally fell straight down.

Mitchell quickly spread his wings to hold him, and when he looked at Payne again, his face was as pale as paper, and his forehead was sweating profusely.He landed and looked at the wound on Penn's back, which had begun to rot.

"How could this be?" Mitchell's voice trembled.

Payne shook his head and said, "Everything in this forest is dangerous. Find a place to put me down, and someone should come to rescue us by tomorrow." Mitchell looked around and found a rock cave , put Payne in the past.

This place is not considered a cave, it's just that the mountain is sunken in a piece, and it is already extreme to squeeze two people.

"Let's stay here for a while, don't go into the fog, there will be more dangerous things in the depths." Payne leaned on the stone wall and said.

Mitchell looked at the wound on his back worriedly, and asked, "Is it poisonous?"

"It's not poisonous, it just keeps festering," Payne said.

"Then what should I do?" Mitchell was a little at a loss.

Payne raised his eyelids to look at him, and said: "There is a kind of grass in the woods, with a small green bag growing on the top, the leaves are square, and the whole grass is glowing green... No, why am I telling you this. You just wait and wait until the fog clears tomorrow, then we can talk about it."

Payne leaned against the stone wall and passed out after speaking.

Mitchell looked into the fog, then looked back at Payne, seeming to have made up his mind.

He added some protection to Payne, and cast an illusion around him, and then walked into the forest.

When Payne woke up, Mitchell was applying medicine to his back.

The wound had doubled in size from what he had seen before, and Mitchell was chewing up grass and applying grass blades to his back.

Payne didn't expect that he really went, and what's even more strange is that he didn't lose his way and came back smoothly.

After applying the medicine, Mitchell tore a few clean cloth strips from his clothes and tied Payne's right shoulder.

The cool concoction irritated the wound, Payne looked at himself, and found that Mitchell had unbuttoned his shirt to his waist.

When Mitchell finished, he pulled him over, and found that the little angel had many small wounds on his feet and hands, as if he had rolled in the thorn bushes.The wings also lacked a lot of feathers, and looked pitifully tight.

Mitchell stood in front of him with a little happy smile on his face.

Payne discovered his cuteness for the first time, and couldn't help but smile a little on his face.

"Kiss me," he said.

Mitchell's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he slowly leaned over, pouted slightly cautiously, and kissed Payne's forehead.

After he finished kissing, he realized that Payne's expression was a little speechless.

"You don't even know how to kiss, you idiot." He pressed the back of Mitchell's head, kissed his lips, and his flexible tongue went straight into his jaw, wrapping around his tongue and entangled together.

Mitchell could barely cope at first, but later he could only be forced to follow Payne's movements.

By the time Payne finished kissing, Mitchell was already limply lying on his chest and panting.

"How does it feel?" Payne asked while hugging his delicate little angel.

Mitchell's lips were still stained with water. He licked his lips and asked unexpectedly bluntly, "Can I do it again?"

"Of course." The smile on Payne's face widened, and he kissed him again.

Towards evening, it began to rain in the forest.

The rain was not heavy, and the raindrops fell on the leaves, and then gathered into drops and fell down.

Mitchell sat huddled with Payne, and he could catch falling raindrops with his hand.

He raised his head slightly, his green eyes reflected the forest outside, and the shadows of the trees converged into a dark patch in his eyes, like ink accidentally dripping into an emerald.

Seeing that he was having fun, Payne also had some playful thoughts, and said: "In winter, it will look even better here. The branches and leaves are covered with ice. From a distance, it looks like a tree full of flowers. Frozen After that, you can take off the needles and use them as weapons to poke others, and it won’t do much harm, but it’s quite interesting.”

Mitchell turned his head and listened to him quietly.

Seeing his curious look, Payne smiled and said, "I'll bring you back when that happens."

"Okay." Mitchell nodded happily, "Then it's settled."

"Yeah." Payne blinked and smiled at him.

Mitchell's heart melted instantly.