A Chime Below the Throne [Interstellar]

"Little cabbage, yellow in the ground ~ two or three years old, no mother ~ my mother, my mother!!"

"Shut up!" Homan couldn't hold back and was about to throw something at Lao Tzu. He picked up the water glass and remembered that he had to clean it up when he hit the ground, so he had to put the glass on the table.

What is the habit of singing cabbage in a good mood?

The silly parrot was scolded by the owner, and shut up aggrieved. After poking around for a long time, he couldn't find Simon who could sue.

"Homan, Homan, have you promised Ludwig to be his guide?" The stupid parrot flapped its wings and jumped up and down on the bird stand with its little feet.

Of course he didn't agree.

The problem was not with Ludwig, but with Hohmann.The conflict between his mentality and the current situation is too great, and one year is not enough to smooth the scars in his heart.

Deciding to be with Ludwig was the first step in accepting the status of a guide.

What's more, he still has doubts about whether Ludwig's relationship is still there, and it is not a good thing to make a hasty decision.

So after driving away the parrot, his answer was: give each other a month to calm down.

A year later, Ludwig still has this "Stay with me!" attitude.

Just using the reason of "impulse" obviously couldn't explain it, and Homan couldn't deceive himself.

It's just that he still felt that Ludwig's courtship was too illusory.

Probably because of a suspicious person, he was entangled in the fact that he had no status, and even lacked the ability to lead. What value was Ludwig looking for.

This kind of excessive suspicion made Homan very tired, and he was even more unable to adjust the relationship between the other party and himself, but... Lao Tzu's attitude is interesting...

Homan looked at Lao Tzu curiously, narrowing his eyes dangerously: "You want me to be Ludwig's guide?"

The parrot took a look at Homan, and stuffed its head into its wings with a "whoosh" and pretended not to hear.

Okay, Xiao Mian, are you quiet now?

Homan raised his eyebrows, reached out to grab Lao Tzu, but before he could move, the chicken-like parrot in his hand screamed like a pig.

"No! No!!! Ah!! Kill the bird!"

"Okay, okay. You tell me the truth, I'm not angry."

The parrot chirped with the unique mellowness of birds, shrinking its head and looking like a chicken: "I really don't have such hope. But Luther..."

Homan sipped his tea, waiting for Lao Tzu to come to a conclusion.

"People are stupid and have a lot of money!"

"puff!"

"Horman, this is a good opportunity!" The parrot, who was still saying no, immediately started the MLM mode, "Think about it carefully! Luther likes you so much, and he is also a prince. If you accept it, it's not what you want What he gives you is no worse than being a prince yourself!"

Speaking of which, is it really okay for you to sell the former owner like this...

Homan looked at Lao Tzu and fell into deep thought: "Are you saying that I have nothing now? Empty hands and white wolves?"

"No! No! How can it be!" Lao Tzu yelled, "This is called an empty-handed white wolf, which family's white wolf will come to your door and take the initiative to drill into your hand and beg you to kill it!"

It took a lot of effort for Homan to resist kicking the dead parrot away. He was really out of his mind to listen to this guy's opinion.

How did you survive in the hands of the tyrant Ludwig before you were so cheap!

"jingle."

"Jingle jingle."

The doorbell was urgent and powerful, and it could be seen that the person was dusty and grumpy.

Homan squinted at the parrot, who held his head winkingly and didn't dare to chatter.He kicked the bird stand: "Go and open the door."

The parrot, covering its head with its wings, scurried out and opened the door.

"Horman."

This voice made Homan jump up and tremble uncontrollably: "Ludwig?"

Ludwig got into his 60-square-meter hut, his silver hair glowing in the dark: "Yes."

"What are you doing here? I didn't mean it's been a month." Homan's hair was about to stand on end. How could His Royal Highness, who had just gotten rid of him, come to his house again?

Ludwig nodded, walked back and forth in Homan's room like a military ward round, and answered quite confidently: "There is no place to live."

fart!

Homan gritted his teeth, "Shouldn't you live in the army?"

Ludwig took a deep look at Homan, and uttered two words outrageously: "I don't want to." Shi Shiran sat on Homan's bed.

"How did you find me here?" Homan was puzzled. He bought a site in a hidden and remote neighborhood in order to avoid the pursuers.

Ludwig's nose trembled: "Smell."

Homan: "..." He forgot that Ludwig's dragon crystal was tied around his neck.

"In fact, there is no dragon crystal, and I will remember your smell. It is no problem to locate it within a hundred miles." Ludwig seemed to see what Homan was thinking, and emphasized.

Homan: "Then you take this off for me."

Ludwig ignored him, and skillfully picked up the cup that Homan had drunk and poured it down. Homan finished it before he could stop him: "There is only one bed."

Homan was startled.

He looks like a dog, how can he be a hooligan?

Homan rolled his eyes and looked at him: "You sleep on the floor."

Ludwig smiled, brimming with happiness: "Okay."

Lao Tzu flew in after pestering Simon, made a fuss for a while, and was driven to the only other room by Homan.

The weird feeling of being pampered made Homan extremely uncomfortable. He walked to the kitchen with a straight face, and casually took a bag of nutrient solution to Ludwig: "Nothing else."

Ludwig looked at the nutrient solution curiously, put it in his mouth three or two mouthfuls, and then it was gone. Seeing that Homan didn't eat it himself: "Aren't you going to eat it?"

Homan shook his head, and said two words coldly: "I don't want to."

Ludwig nodded: "Wait a minute."

He walked to the door and put a box of things in front of him.

Homan opened it suspiciously, and was startled when he saw what was inside: "This...where did you get it?"

A box of santa coconuts, wet with branches and leaves, the freshness looks like it should have just been picked.

However, most of the saffron land is planted with root vegetables, and the santa coconut is very delicate, so it can't grow here at all.

After staying in Saffron for a year, he didn't see anyone buying this luxury fruit.

Ludwig raised the corner of his mouth, and saw Homan's surprised face with satisfaction: "I just asked someone to give it to me." There was a sense of temptation in his words, "It's not a thing to follow me to eat hot and spicy food".

Homan ignored Ludwig's expression, and reached out to grab one without politeness, and finally felt that his face was not so hideous.

But after pouring a glass of gin, Ludwig took it before he even poured it into his mouth.

Homan stared at his empty hand: "What are you doing? Just take care of me?"

Step into the room, push your nose and eyes! ! !It's worth it!

Ludwig said boldly: "You can't eat me for free, can you? I want all the wine in your wine cabinet in exchange."

Not to mention all the wine in Homan's cabinet, even ten times the wine is not worth the price of a box of santa coconuts.

Homan choked, his cannibal mouth was short, and he couldn't say "no" with half of the fruit stuffed in his mouth.

What's going on, what's going on with this feeling of being eaten to death.

Embarrassed, Homan changed other topics: "Why did your army send saffron?"

Ludwig took a sip of wine from Homan's hand and licked the glass wall: "What's my relationship with you? Why should I tell you military secrets?"

Homan: "..." Very good, learned to use his own words to defeat him.

Fortunately, Ludwig obeyed his words at night, and didn't really go to Homan's bed like a hooligan.

A few minutes after Homan was relieved, he was slapped in the face.

When I was about to fall asleep, there was a burst of heat behind me, as if there was a heat source.

Homan was a little sleepy, and instinctively leaned back when looking for warmth, and his whole body was naturally warm.But when a part of his body moved, Homan woke up quickly, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Turning around, he almost bumped into Ludwig's tall nose. His chin rested on his shoulder, and he half-covered his eyes and looked at Homan with a half-smile. Homan had already lost his temper: "What's wrong with you! In the middle of the night..."

Homan felt dizzy from too little sleep, and usually couldn't fall asleep without alcohol.But today he met Ludwig who was too mentally stimulated and was so tired that he fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed. Now he is mentally tense and physically unable to open his eyes.

Ludwig found a good reason: "Simon was snoring, and I couldn't sleep because of the noise. So I came in." He held Homan in his arms, his body fit well, and the sentinel's breath was not strong, slowly invading Unknowingly, it was so comfortable that Homan didn't want to move.

He raised his eyelids and thought about it for a while, when drowsiness struck, Homan closed his eyes and stayed there for a long time but did not fall asleep.

He struggled for a long time without tearing Ludwig's hand off his waist, thinking that it was a sure thing to be taken advantage of anyway, and he had to get some benefits anyway, so he turned around and asked the question he asked during the day: "Where is the garrison here?" What is the reason for the red?"

Homan's head rested on Ludwig's upper arm, and the curve of the snow-white neck in the darkness was so graceful that Ludwig almost touched it.Green eyes were sleepy and ignorant, but Homan was only at this moment not like a well-armed little beast, gentle and harmless.

As the saying goes, a man keeps his mouth open in bed and in the wine field.Homan's pillow blowing was so perfect that Ludwig had a strong self-control and was in a trance for a few minutes before regaining his senses: "You want to know? Kiss me, and I'll tell you."

Homan was sleepy, and couldn't help but smile. The beauty didn't care whether the sentry was a sentry or not. She hugged Ludwig's neck and stamped the corner of his mouth.

Ludwig was taken aback by being so straightforward, and let out a muffled laugh: "This news is not a secret in the army. Many mercenaries also know that the news on the surface is that the horde of insects and beasts is coming, but in fact they are planted in the rebel army. The news came from the insider in the army, although I don’t know the exact time, but it should be right recently. There are three suspicious locations, Huanxing, Honeysuckle, and Eucalyptus.”

Homan shook his head and nodded not soberly, making Ludwig doubt whether he could receive and digest the past news now.

Sure enough, after a while, just when Ludwig thought Homan was about to fall asleep, the dishonest man in his arms opened his eyes again: "What? You mean the rebels?"