[Fairytale] Cosplay

After resting for a few days, Wan Jiamei was ready to bid farewell to Helen and go back to her own country. After all, he is the future king of a country, so he can't stay in other people's territory forever.

Princess Helen has been by his side for the past few days, telling him some local customs, she has done a very good job in hospitality, and she is full of laughter and happiness every day.As soon as I heard that he was leaving, the smile on the soft face faded a lot.

"You don't have to be so unhappy, you can also come to my house as a guest often, if you want." Wan Jiamei comforted her and said, "I will definitely entertain you warmly, just like you entertained me!"

"Huh? Can I really go to your place, Julian?" Helen's eyes that were still somewhat depressed immediately burst into brilliance when she heard his words, and a joyful smile appeared on her face again.

"A word from a gentleman!" Wan Jiamei waved at her proudly, "Then we will meet later!" After speaking, he turned and stepped into the large carriage that Lawrence had prepared for him.

Standing on the high city wall, Helen stared affectionately at the carriage going away, and kept looking until the carriage went far, far away and could no longer be seen, then she reluctantly looked away.

Wan Jiamei sat in the car and dozed lazily. The warm weather is really a good time to sleep.Before he really fell asleep, the carriage stopped suddenly, causing him to accidentally hit his head, and most of him woke up from drowsiness.

He raised the curtain and asked, "What's going on?"

Lawrence rode on the horse and replied in a low voice: "Your Highness, it seems that someone in front is blocking the way."

"Huh? Let me see." Wan Jiamei jumped out of the carriage regardless of his objection. Anyway, he was tired from sitting, so he happened to come down and walk around.Unexpectedly, when he was asleep, the car could travel so far, and even reached the beach.

As he walked, he was thinking about the scenery of the seaside, and then he saw a person lying on his stomach not far from the road ahead, just as the driver said.

Wan Jiamei thought who was lying in the middle of the road in broad daylight, probably passed out.So he walked over to have a look, but when he got closer, he realized that the man was not wearing any clothes!

There was a black line on his forehead for a while, and he hesitated between walking or not, but in the end his desire to save others prevailed, he walked over and squatted down helplessly, and poked the man's shoulder with his hand: "Hey, brother Are you alright?"

The skin of the tentacles was actually icy cold, which made Wan Jiamei's heart pounding. Could it be that this guy is actually dead, otherwise why is his whole body so cold?

Just when he was thinking this way, the person who had been poked several times by him actually moved!

Humming, he opened his eyes and raised his head, staring at Wan Jiamei with a pair of blue eyes.

Lying... trough!

"Cinderella!"

Wan Jiamei knew that no matter which world he went to, he would always meet this guy.He had been waiting for this person for many days, but he did not expect that the other person would appear in front of him in this way.

He touched the other person's extremely familiar face with emotion, "I finally saw you."

The sober man tilted his head and looked at him for a while, then suddenly grinned, and then rushed towards him, pressing Wan Jia's sleeves against his body and rubbing against him.

"I'll wipe you down quickly! I'm so cold!" His body was as cold as ice, so cold that Wan Jiamei had to reach out to pull his waist-length golden curly hair.And in broad daylight, being pressed to the ground by a fruit man, what does it sound like.

When the guy let him go, Wan Jiamei straightened his messy hair, rolled his eyes at him, and decisively led him into the carriage.

Lawrence and the others stared wide-eyed at their Highness bringing back a naked man, with his mouth open enough to hold a goose egg.

"He passed out by the side of the road, let's take him back first," Wan Jiamei explained.

"But..." Lawrence looked at the tall and burly man brought back by His Royal Highness. He looked as strong as a cow and was alive and kicking. He didn't look like a person who was said to have passed out on the side of the road?

After Wan Jiamei brought the man into the carriage, he began to search for the package that Lawrence brought, and found out a set of clothes he hadn't worn, and handed it over: "Here, put on your clothes, you don't mind it in broad daylight." Disgraceful." His gaze accidentally landed on that person's place, and he was immediately blinded by his huge size and inch.

Fuck, no wonder it is said that European and American men are not human, you can tell by looking at that thing, they are not human!

He complained and looked away from there, and began to slander again in his heart.This guy looked weak and weak when he was wearing clothes before, but he didn't expect that he had such a good figure when he took off his clothes, with a lot of muscles, much stronger than his real body.

This made him a little envious and jealous, and secretly blamed all this on the natural advantages of European and American men.

Holding the strange fabric in his hand, Orlando looked at it for a while, and then looked at Wan Jiamei with doubtful eyes.

"What's the matter? What's the problem?" Wan Jiamei asked, seeing that he didn't intend to wear it.

Orlando pointed to himself, then to his clothes, and gestured for a while, but Wan Jiamei didn't understand what he meant. He said strangely: "I can't understand you even if you gesture, talk."

Orlando's eyes dimmed, and he sat there motionless holding his clothes.

Wan Jiamei looked at him without saying a word, something suddenly flashed through his mind, he grabbed his hand and said word by word: "Are you unable to speak?"

Orlando raised his head, his beautiful blue eyes were full of sadness, he nodded slowly, pointed to his throat, and then shook his hands.

Wan Jiamei was like a bolt from the blue, he reached out and touched the part of his throat, and then asked in disbelief: "Really, can't talk?"

The person opposite nodded silently again.

Wan Jiamei was silent, and he began to reflect on whether the dream was getting more and more strange. Why did he seem to be getting better and better, but this guy was getting worse and worse?

"Forget it, you can put on your clothes first." He scratched his head, thinking about it slowly.

But that guy still looked like he didn't understand anything, holding the clothes and looking at him in a daze, pulling the clothes over and over again.I can't wear it even if I live or die.

Wan Jiamei looked at him with a silly face, and asked tentatively, "Are you also not good at wearing clothes?"

Orlando nodded cheerfully.

wipe!

Wan Jiamei thought for a long time with a bitter face, seeing that this guy's expression didn't seem to be fake, considering his urinary characteristics that seemed to have amnesia in every world, he had no choice but to take the clothes in his hand silently, Serve this ancestor to dress.There's no way, even if he doesn't want to, he can't let this guy just keep fruiting like this. That big bird keeps walking outside, it hurts people's eyes.

Orlando, who was being served to get dressed, touched the silk silk dress on his upper body curiously, as if it was the first time he had worn this kind of dress, then raised his head, and stared at Wan Jia's coat buttoning him. smile.

Wan Jiamei rolled her eyes, then looked at the underwear on her hand with a forced face, and then looked at the naked lower body of the other party, feeling that she was really going to have a needle eye.

Orlando followed his gaze, and stared at his lower body in a daze, as if he didn't understand why Wan Jiamei was staring at this place of his with an expression on his face that wanted to be cut off, he shamelessly stretched out a He poked his own bird curiously, and smiled at Wan Jiamei.

"Fuck! You fucking stop me, bastard!"

Wan Jia's face was covered with blood, why is this guy getting more and more abnormal, and his behavior is getting closer and closer to mental retardation, Cecil... Cecil, are you still alive Cecil!

In the end, Wan Jiamei put on all the clothes in a humiliating manner.

Orlando sat obediently in the carriage wearing ill-fitting clothes that were obviously much smaller, staring at Wan Jiamei with eyes like fire.

Wan Jiamei thought for a while before deciding to ask him the name of this world: "What's your name?" After asking, he remembered that the other party couldn't speak, and then added: "If you can write, please write to me. "

So, the other party stretched out his hand and wrote a few words in Wan Jiamei's palm.

"Orlan... much? Your name is Orlando?" Wan Jiamei carefully identified the order of strokes in his palm, and opened his mouth to ask.

Orlando nodded, smiling innocently.

Wan Jiamei coughed to cover up the fact that she was blushing, and then asked: "Then why did you fall by the seaside alone with no clothes on? Where are your family members? Where did you come from?"

Orlando gestured for a while, but Wan Jiamei didn't understand: "Why don't you write one? I don't understand what you mean."

Who knew that Orlando held his mouth and shook his head, making another gesture.Wan Jiamei looked at it for a long time with a good temper, and finally figured it out: "You mean, you can't write other characters except your own name."

Orlando nodded happily again.

Wipe... Wan Jia wiped his face, and this time he was directly illiterate.Can't speak or write, how to communicate!

Orlando didn't seem to feel his helplessness at all, and continued to stare at him with those watery blue eyes, almost wanting to stare a flower in his face.

"What do you see me doing? Is there something on my face?" Wan Jiamei asked strangely.

Orlando shook his head, stretched out his long and slender white hand with a smile, and groped back and forth on Wan Jiamei's face, as if he was tracing his outline, with a joyful smile on his lips.

Wan Jiamei originally wanted to slap his hand away, but seeing his silly smile, he became a little helpless, thinking of the ending of the last story, his eyes were slightly moist, and he stretched out his hand halfway to change it into gentleness. Touching his hair, he muttered softly: "You idiot."

"Don't do impulsive things next time!"