Strike!cowardly [interstellar]

After the banquet was over, Lance was invited by the Frey family to have an interview for a while.The life and death of Haimon Frey is still unknown, and the foundation of Lance's succession to the throne is not stable. He also acquiesced to exchange Haimon for a period of recuperation.

He originally thought that Sauron had a tacit understanding with him on this point.But I never thought that after so long, there is still no movement in the Roberta galaxy.

"Your Majesty, Suo Longyuan... We all know his style! Haimeng fell into his hands, life cannot be guaranteed at all! I beg you, bring him back as soon as possible!"

The people of the Frey family were very anxious. It was not only the head of the family who came to the banquet this day, even their very old lady came tremblingly to Lance with the support.Lance invited her to sit down, but she almost knelt down on the ground with tears in her eyes.

Lance respected her very much, and when he saw this, he quickly helped her up, "No madam!"

"Your Majesty..." The old lady held his strong wrist, exerted all her strength, and gasped, "Please!"

"I see."

After receiving the members of the Frey family, Lance rubbed his brows, and returned to the dormitory with something in his mind.I glanced at the sofa, but I didn't see anyone coming. In the past, Apollo would sit on it at this time and read a small picture book, waiting for him to come back.He pushed open the bedroom door again, only to find that it was also dark and empty.

He was not used to being so quiet in the room.

He checked under the table, behind the curtains, etc., and called out, "Apollo?"

Even the white big white group disappeared.

...Where did you go?

Lance thought about something, turned and walked out of his bedroom, and walked to the next room next door.

I tapped lightly, but there was no movement.He stretched out his hand and pushed it, only to find that it was locked from the inside!

... The little guy is in there by himself?

Lance raised his eyebrows slightly, and knocked harder, "Apollo, open the door."

There was a rustling sound from inside, and then the child's soft and clear voice whispered: "I'm asleep!"

"..."

"Open the door." Lan paused, then stood up straight again.

"...I'm really asleep! You should go back and rest too!" Wrapped in a quilt, Yao Zai'er climbed off the bed, sat on the carpet in front of the door, and faced Lance across the door.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, he just felt... Suddenly he couldn't face that person directly!Could it be that he is about to encounter a demon in his advanced stage?The body couldn't help shaking, a little scared.

The eldest sister said that the higher the cultivation level, the easier it is to be disturbed by the demons.After living for a long time, I see more things, and my heart is no longer pure.She also said that Yao Zai'er himself will definitely grow into a big monster in the future, and he will always keep it simple in his heart, and will walk the furthest among his brothers and sisters.

"Wuuuuu, big sister, Zai Zai can't become a big monster anymore, Zai Zai has met a demon..." Yao Zai'er tightened the quilt, nestled himself into a small ball, and blinked his almond eyes a few times in aggrieved , covering his ears, trying to ignore the voice outside the door.

Seeing that the child didn't know what happened today, Lance took a deep breath and said in a deep voice again: "Apollo, I'll say it again, open the door. If there is anything, tell me face to face."

Perhaps the voice was a bit serious, but the voice of the child inside seemed to be trembling slightly, as if afraid, "...No!"

His heart twitched, and a wave of worry and boredom came to his mind. He couldn't wait any longer. He wished he could break in now and see what happened to the child.

"If you don't open it, I will do it myself."

"..." Yao Zai'er became anxious, and hesitated, "If you come in, I will change back to my original shape and jump out of the window!"

"..." Lan stopped the raised foot that had already taken two steps back, feeling helpless and having a headache, she lowered her voice and sighed, "Okay, I won't go in, can you tell me what happened? Hmm?"

"It's okay..." Yao Zai'er's heart also softened, and she felt that she was being unreasonable. She moved forward, pressed her fingers on the crack of the door, and murmured, "I'm really okay. I just need to be alone for a while for cultivation. One night... just one night."

Hearing his flower, Lance felt a little more at ease.Although he wasn't completely relieved, seeing the child's firm attitude, he couldn't force himself, so he could only say, "That's good. I'm right next door to you, come and find me if you need anything."

"Ah."

"Also, you are not allowed to go out at night! If you have to go out, ask me to accompany you!" This time the tone was really strict.

"Yeah!" Yao Zai'er bristled reflexively, and quickly responded!

Hearing Ruan Ruan's nasal response, he seemed to have imagined a child with wide almond eyes staring innocently and earnestly.

"I'm back, good night."

After a while, he heard a soft knock on the door next door, and there was no movement at the door, Yao Zai'er said slowly, "Good night, Lan... Si..." Then he changed back to his original shape, into a small hairball , Trying to bury his head in the soft belly, a small bulge bulged out in the center of the quilt.

The room is dark, and the moonlight outside the window is clear and soft, reflecting on the small drum, like a big sister gently stroking its hand.

***

The next day, Yao Zaier was dawdling and didn't go out for breakfast. The maid knocked on the door, "Master Apollo, what would you like to eat? Your Majesty asked me to bring it in for you."

Hearing that Lance didn't force him to go out, but was so considerate, Yao Zai'er breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes lit up, he touched "Gululu"'s screaming stomach, and said brightly from inside: "I want to eat meat!" Buns! The kind without vegetables!"

"Understood, please wait a moment!"

After about 10 minutes, there was another knock on the door.Yao Zaier jumped up and down, ran over to open the door with great anticipation, his smile instantly froze on his face, and looked up at the man with the tray in front of him...

Lance raised his eyebrows and said coolly, "Get out of the way."

Yao Zai'er hesitated, reluctantly lowered his head and let go of the hand on the door frame, turned sideways, and let the man in.

Lance took off the stunning court dress yesterday, and only wore a black uniform. Because the weather was cooler, he put on a black cloak with fluffy white edges loosely on the outside, and the tail dangled slightly as he walked. Bring out silk prestige and nobility.

Yao Zai'er stared blankly at such a man, carried the tray with meat buns and milk for him, walked into the room, and put the tray on the table.Looking back, seeing that he was still running barefoot on the ground, his brows were furrowed.

Yao Zai'er felt guilty about Gordon, and unconsciously became nervous.The round and white big toes twisted together and lightly nodded.

"Come here." Lance said in a low voice.

Yao Zai'er gritted his teeth, and moved towards him step by step. Before he got close, he was grabbed by the man and dragged into his arms.Feet off the ground, the whole body sat on him.

The feet were held, and the warmth of the big hands came through the skin, which made him feel ironed in his heart, and he gradually relaxed.

"How many times have I told you that you are not allowed to walk barefoot on the ground, what should you do if you get hurt?" Lance's head was very close to him, his voice was low and hoarse, not loud, but close at hand, revealing helplessness and intimacy, Let Yao Zai'er want to avoid it, but he is reluctant to do so.She stayed in his arms stupidly, motionless, and only nodded when the other party said anything.

This position was uncomfortable, but he didn't notice it at all. In the end, Lance turned him over, made him face the table, reached out and brought him a bun, stuffed it with paper, and fed it directly to his mouth , with a smile in the corner of his eyes, he said dotingly: "Come on, open your mouth."

Yao Zai'er opened his mouth obediently, bit the bun without hesitation, and directly put half of the bun into his mouth, choking him so much, his eyes were wide open, his cheeks were bulging, and he uttered a few "huh huh" with difficulty. Swallowed it.

Lance fed him another sip of milk, looked at the red face of the child who didn't know whether it was shyness or restraint, and chuckled softly.

The laughter was low and numb, and Yao Zai'er's shoulders trembled slightly, trembling all the way to the bottom of his heart.

He lowered his head and muttered, "I'll do it myself..."

"Yeah." Lance stopped teasing him, handed him the bun, wrapped his arms around his waist, leaned back on the sofa loosely, with his long legs stretched out comfortably, with a laid-back expression attitude.

Yao Zai'er moved, wanting to get off him and sit on a chair far away, but the arms around his waist seemed loose, but in fact they were full of strength, and they didn't move a bit after pushing and pushing several times.

Yao Zai'er couldn't help being a little annoyed, she raised her eyes and glanced at the man, but received a questioning look from him.

"?"

"..." Unexpectedly, that person would have a day of pretending to be stupid.

Yao Zai'er suddenly felt as if he had gotten to know him again, and such a "rambly" Lance made him a little at a loss.

"What are you thinking about?" The man was still leisurely flicking his pajamas with his fingers, a part of his thin waist was exposed, his fingers could be poked in, and he curiously nodded at the soft flesh on his belly.

Yao Zai'er twisted his body, suppressed the itch, held the bun in his hand, and begged for mercy, "Don't make trouble with me..."

"Why did you bother me?"

"Itchy belly..."

"Itchy? Where is itchy?" Lance lowered his eyes mischievously, "Let me see?"

Yao Zai'er lifted off his pajamas angrily, and pressed his restless hand with his elbow, Lance laughed a few times, and pulled his hand out, "Okay, okay, I won't touch you anymore. Eat, good."

"Hmph." Yao Zai'er pouted, picked up the big bun, bit off most of it in one bite, and chewed softly in his cheeks.

Lance was reclining on the armrest of the sofa, resting his head on his elbows, staring at him intently as if watching something interesting.

Yao Zai'er ate and ate, his cheeks couldn't help but gradually turned red.He resisted, not looking at that guy, trying to focus all his attention on the bun in his hand, and ate it mouthful after mouthful.

Lance seemed to be afraid that he would be hungry, so there were four buns the size of a fist in a plate, and it was all meat that Yao Zaier liked, without any food.

Seeing the children eating happily, Lance felt an unprecedented satisfaction in his heart. It was a sense of accomplishment that was different from leading an army to capture a planet. Unparalleled peace and tranquility.

When the little guy finally drank the milk in the cup, he licked the cup with his little tongue without wasting, and put it down to show that he was full.

Lance rubbed his hair, "Have you finished eating? Let's go for a walk."

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