Strike!cowardly [interstellar]

In the evening, Lance finished his official duties, took a shower, and walked into the bedroom wearing a towel, but his footsteps stopped.

I saw that the quilt on my bed had bulged into a big ball, and I walked closer to take a look. The boy wrapped himself into a silkworm chrysalis, leaving only one head outside. It might be a little stuffy, and his fair cheeks were slightly red .

Fragrant sleeping.

In order not to scare the boy, Lance specially transformed the room next to his bedroom into a sleeping place for Apollo in the same palace.Regarding why he didn't go to sleep on his own bed, Lance sighed helplessly, and didn't wake him up again. He leaned down beside him, pulled the quilt, and found that he couldn't pull it off, so he simply closed his eyes.

Not long after, Lance felt a warm breath coming from his neck from time to time, opened his eyes, turned his head, and saw the boy who was sleeping soundly leaning over at some point, cuddling close to his body sideways, with his little head tilted slightly, he hit himself on the neck as soon as he took a breath.

I don't know what I dreamed of, I smacked my pale vermilion lips, and muttered a few words.

Lance looked at him for a long time without realizing it, and when he realized it, his heart skipped a second for some reason.He frowned, moved his body [-] centimeters to the side, faced up like this, and closed his eyes again.

But not long after, that warm breath chased after him again.The boy seemed to be instinctively looking for a sense of security, always imagining that when he was still a cub, the big guys huddled together to sleep.

Lance moved another twenty centimeters.

When he moved for the fourth time, Lance felt that half of his body was empty, and he almost fell. With his fingers on the ground, he folded back on the bed.But this is equivalent to putting his arms on Yao Zai'er's sides, pressing his whole body under his body.

Before he had time to move, he found that the little guy had already found a comfortable position in his arms and nestled up, sleeping sweetly and soundly.

Lance's body froze slightly, and after a while, he relaxed and turned over, one arm was being pillowed by Yao Zai'er, and the other was involuntarily draped around the boy's waist.On the chest is the boy's warm little head and his gentle breath, and between the light touches of the palms, is the delicate textured skin on the lower back... As long as the chin is lowered, it can be pressed on the boy's messy sleeping hair .

The original warmth gradually turned into dryness all over the body.Just maintaining this posture, Lance felt that he was sweating again.The panting gradually became heavy, and before he felt something was wrong, Lance got up decisively, ignoring whether Yao Zai'er was awakened by his movements, and strode back to the bathroom.

Half an hour later, the wet man lay down on the sofa in the living room.Just draped the bath towel in this way, with eyes open until the middle of the night.

The next day, Yao Zai'er woke up, rubbed his eyes and walked out of the bedroom, and saw that Lance had already taken care of himself, and he was sitting at the desk reading documents in his meticulously dressed clothes.

Without raising her head, she said calmly, "Remember to sleep in your own room tonight."

Yao Zai'er: "..." The smile on his face was half overwhelmed by grievances.

Lance restrained himself from looking into his eyes, put away the documents and stood up, walked to the door, and said, "I'll wait for you in the restaurant."

Yao Zai'er was barefoot, and his round big toe flipped over helplessly, raised his head, and saw that Lance had really disappeared, so he went back to his room disappointed, opened the closet, and learned to pick out One top and one pair of pants to wear.Go to the restaurant to find Lance.

Lance usually has a bad appetite, and these artificial foods are all prepared for Yao Zaier.

Seeing the young man walking over without shoes, his eyes fell on the white and lovely feet uncontrollably, he opened his mouth to say something, but he stood up by himself, took out the spare soft cotton slippers from the cabinet, and half knelt down , as if educating him, the voice was so soft that it was helpless, "It's cold on the ground, we can't do this in the future."

"Not cool!" Seeing that Lance was willing to talk to him again, Yao Zai'er became happy instantly, and naughtily took out the little feet that had just been put on, and gently pressed the side against Lance's cheek, his eyes closed. Brightly, "Look, it's hot!"

I don't know if it's because the little guy's own heat is high, and the place where his cheek is pressed is hot and scorching, reminding him of the vaguely hot and humid breath in his arms last night...

The maid who delivered the food came in at this time, was shocked by this scene and dropped the plate, "Plop" knelt on the ground trembling and begging for mercy.

Lance's throat rolled, and he raised his hand back. The maid hurriedly packed up the things on the ground and left in a hurry.

Only then did Lance hold Yao Zai'er's foot with his hands, and stuffed it into the slippers again, with a hoarse voice, "Then you have to wear shoes, remember?"

"Remember..." Yao Zai nodded obediently, still looking at the maid who had just left at the door, and felt that she was looking back at him three times a step, with strange eyes.Frightened yet tinged with...excitement?

"What are you looking at?" Lance stood up, pulled him to the dining table, and asked.

Yao Zai'er shook his head.After waiting for a while, the maid quickly brought out new ones and laid them out for them.

Noticing that her eyes always wanted to cast a glance on him, Yao Zai'er showed her a big smile.

"Bang Dang—" The bowl almost fell over again, but Lance grabbed him.

Yao Zaier clapped his hands "papapapa", applauding very much.

Lance rubbed his forehead, and said weakly: "Go out, there is no need for people here."

It wasn't until the two of them were left in the room that the atmosphere gradually relaxed.In the quiet room, the two sat opposite each other.

Lan Si said: "Eat quickly, after eating, it's time to do homework."

***

In order to prevent Yao Zaier from being illiterate before school starts, Lance assigns him writing homework every day, gradually increasing from 20 to 100.Lance found that the child's memory was very good, and he played by himself... No, he studied hard, and within a long time, he basically mastered everything.

Arnold was afraid that his new grandson would be badly taught by Lance, so he proposed to hire a decent teacher, but someone abused his personal rights and rejected it.

The man sat comfortably on the sofa, fingering the tablet page by page, looking at the crooked words on it, his peripheral vision lifted, and the young man sitting opposite had clear and expectant eyes, with fluffy and slightly curly white hair, he looked more As well-behaved as possible.

The time of checking homework every day is the most comfortable and leisurely time in his busy business, how can he pretend to be someone else.

"Yes, today's writing is correct."

Hearing what Lance said, Yao Zai'er had a happy smile on his face.Immediately handed over his face, shaking it more expectantly.

The white and tender cheeks without a trace of blemish are close at hand.

Lan Siqing coughed, and slowly leaned over... kissed the young man's right cheek lightly.

Covering his nose and stepping back, he said silently in his heart: There is still this unavoidable "reward".

Forget it yourself, if you beg others to kiss the cheek like this, how decent is it?Thinking of Apollo going to kiss others or letting others kiss, Lance felt bored for a while.

Yao Zai'er got the reward and stood up happily. In the past, if he was good, the whole family would gather around to lick his fur. Although now that Mao Mao is bald, Lance can't lick it, but this is already very good!

Thinking of his fluffy white fur... Yao Zai'er couldn't help feeling frustrated again.Lance saw it, and asked aloud, "Apollo, what's the matter?" Thinking that the child was tired from studying, he looked outside, "The weather is fine today, I'll take you out for a walk."

He found that Apollo is in human form these days, so he specially said: "You can change back to the original form, run and move around."

Unexpectedly, the other party seemed to be touched by some pain point, and raised his voice excitedly, with tears in his eyes: "No!"

"Apollo?" Lance grabbed him, his expression tense, "What's wrong?" But the young man didn't say anything anyway, and his aggrieved appearance made people feel distressed.

He took a deep breath, softened his voice, lowered his head and looked into his eyes and said, "Apollo, what's the matter, can't you tell me?"

"There are no parents, brothers and sisters here, but you can try to treat me as your family."

"I said, I will protect you for the rest of my life, you can trust me."

Lance's deep and magnetic voice, with a gentleness and worry that outsiders have never seen, flowed into Yao Zai'er's heart like a trickle.He raised his head slowly, and what he saw in his eyes were the man's deep and resolute blue pupils, embracing his own reflection.

"I...my hair is bald, no, it doesn't look good..." Yao Zai'er choked up intermittently, and when he talked about his sadness, he hiccupped his neck and blushed.

"Bald?" Lance was stunned for a moment, thinking of the dog shape that the boy had lost his temper for the first time, and the dog he hugged after chasing him, seemed... a little thinner than before?But all his attention at that time was on coaxing the little guy, and he didn't pay much attention to this change in appearance.

Thinking about it now, it is indeed a lot bald, and his face darkened and he asked: "Who moved your hair?"

Yao Zai'er "burped", looked at him with wide-eyed almond eyes, cried even more sadly, and unconsciously rubbed his curly hair with his fingers.

Lance was startled by his crying at first, and then he stopped when he saw his movements, a trace of embarrassment appeared on His Majesty's face very rarely...

"Yes, because I took you to cut your hair?"

Yao Zai'er pursed her mouth and nodded with tears in her almond eyes.

"..." Lance's face was very exciting. After a while, he stretched out his hand, a little helpless and afraid of doing something wrong, and embraced the young man. His voice was very unassuming, "It's my fault, I don't know it will..."

He paused as he spoke, his face became serious, he raised the boy's face, and said, "I'm sorry, I made you so sad."

Yao Zai'er twitched and shook his head vigorously.He raised his eyes timidly, "I'm fine...as long as you like this, I don't have Mao Mao..." Enduring, stopped the trembling in my throat, "It's okay not to have Mao Mao."

Lance's heart twitched, as if he had been hit hard. He had never been so annoyed for ignoring someone's feelings.When he was in the military academy, Arnold once praised his determination and leadership, but this point of character also made him lack of concern for others.

"I don't dislike the way you used to be." Lan Si gently and cherished Yao Zai'er into his arms. Seeing the boy froze, he whispered in his ear, "Actually, no matter Whatever you look like, I like... I like it."

Lance is not good at expressing this kind of thing, the back of his ears turned slightly red, his face tensed up awkwardly, and he added: "Whether it's hairy or hairless, whether it's dog-shaped, or... now."

……

After talking, the little guy was sad and happy quickly.Although he still refuses to change back to his original form, it can be seen that the whole person has become more energetic.

Lance was still worried, so he sent someone to call Yawen in.

Ever since Yazaier and Yawen were almost taken away by Sauron on the starship and rescued by Lance, Yawen's life was not comfortable.As soon as he woke up from the injury, he was faced with the cold face of the marshal. In the room where there were only two people, he was choked and warned, as if he promised to keep a secret for a second, and his head and body would be separated.

Every moment after that, whether it is work or life, I can feel that I am being watched.

"Please come in."

The servant opened the door and stepped aside.

Yawen took a deep breath, adjusted his clothes, and walked in as if he was dead.

He walked a few steps in, and saw a tall man squatting in front of the window with his back turned.A little apprehensive, wondering whether to back out, saw half of a small head protruding from the inside, round ears trembling.

"...Apollo!" he cried out.

The image of a snow-skinned and snow-haired boy appeared in his mind, and his heart skipped a beat.

Lan Si glanced at him lightly and moved away.

Only then did Yawen see the whole picture of Apollo—the fluffy and soft hair in the past, but now there is only a thin layer left, and he blurted out: "It's cold now, so we can't cut the whole body!"

Lance's face darkened.The little guy also hid back very shyly...

Yawen: "?"