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Horse thief?

Hayden was startled, stretched out his arms around Mundra and chased after him.

The boy who stole the horse obviously didn't notice that the owner of the horse had chased him, and he was still lying on the horse and galloping seriously.

Seeing that the horse was about to rush out of the street, Hayden finally stretched out his hand to hold the horse's head.

The horse seemed to hit a soft wall and was stopped abruptly.

But the boy flew forward because of the momentum.He screamed in horror, just when he thought he would fall heavily to the ground, a pair of extremely thin arms caught him and put him on the ground.When he turned his head, those arms were gone.

Hayden put his arms around Mundella, and looked at the boy's pale face with a smile, "Why did you steal my horse?"

The young man's eyes flickered, he straightened his chest quickly, and shouted, "What evidence do you have to prove that it is your horse?" Doll, it's hard to be mad at him.

Hayden smiled and said, "No."

This horse was not a war horse, but an ordinary horse used for transportation at home, so he didn't know if it was marked or not.

The boy suddenly became confident, "Of course you have no evidence, because it is my horse! Its name is Collins, and it is my best friend."

It was the first time Hayden saw someone stealing so arrogantly, and he couldn't help but feel a little speechless.

Mundella said suddenly, "What proof do you have that it is your horse?"

The boy said, "I told you, it's called Collins."

Mundra said: "Then, you are mine."

The boy jumped up all of a sudden, "What do you mean I belong to you?"

Mundella said, "Because your name is Collins."

"Who said my name was Collins?" cried the boy.

Mundra tilted his head slightly and said, "I said so."

The boy said, "My name is not Collins."

"From now on, your name will be Collins." Mundra said seriously, not joking at all.

The boy was speechless.

Hayden finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

The boy glared at him fiercely.

Hayden lowered his head and touched Mundella's cheek, raised his head to meet his gaze, and said, "I hope that the phrase 'you are mine' will only be said to me in the future."

Mundra thought for a while, and said to the boy, "I don't want you anymore."

juvenile:"……"

"Mike." A gentle voice called from behind the boy.Immediately, a girl in a pink pettiskirt turned out from the end of the street with a basket full of flowers.

The street scene on both sides dimmed instantly.

If the boy's appearance is a vivid and lovely doll, then the girl is an indescribably delicate sculpture, and her facial features seem to be miracles bestowed by gods.She came in style, her manners were natural and elegant, and even the air was filled with a faint fragrance because of her presence.

When the young man saw her, his arrogance immediately decreased, and he called unwillingly, "Sister."

The girl glanced at him reproachfully, then saluted Hayden and said, "Sorry, my brother must have caused trouble again."

Hayden smiled and said, "It's just a harmless little joke, please don't take it to heart."

The girl raised her head and said with a sweet smile: "Our scented tea shop is not far ahead. If you are not in a hurry, please come and taste my newly invented scented tea. I really need some advice that is not monotonous."

The boy protested: "What is a monotonous opinion? I really think that my sister's tea is the best in the world!"

The girl said: "It's because you always say that, that's why I haven't made any progress."

Hayden glanced at Mundella, seeing that he had no objection, he readily agreed.

The girl's scented tea shop is indeed not far in front, and the pink and white decoration style looks warm and sweet.It's not very spacious inside, only two tables and chairs.Hayden and Mundella chose to sit by the window.

The girl brewed a pot of rose tea with honey, then looked at Hayden expectantly and said, "How is it?"

Hayden took a sip, and it was no different from ordinary rose tea, but out of politeness, he still praised it.

Mundra didn't even move.

The young man was dissatisfied: "Hey! Why don't you drink it? Do you dislike my sister's craftsmanship?"

Mundra said, "I'm not thirsty."

The boy said: "Scented tea is for tasting."

Hayden said: "Not everyone likes to taste it."

The girl looked at him sideways, "Don't you like it?" The arc from her cheeks to her shoulders was so graceful and smooth, and the blond hair on her forehead hung down, as if the sun was falling on a white snow-capped mountain, it was so beautiful.

Hayden looked back calmly, smiled and said, "I think you will find someone who appreciates you better."

Mundra suddenly picked up the scented tea and drank it in one gulp.

The boy yelled, "Don't you want to drink?"

Mundra said, "Thirsty now."

juvenile:"……"

The teapot for the scented tea was small, so Hayden and Mundra quickly got up and said goodbye.

The girl originally wanted to keep them for lunch, but Hayden politely refused.She had no choice but to send them out the door herself and watch them leave.

It wasn't until their cuddling figure completely disappeared from sight that the boy muttered, "Sister, that guy is a knight. Why did you let me steal his horse?"

The girl withdrew her gaze, returned to the store, and pushed open the door leading to the storage room.There was a rocking chair in the storage room. The rocking chair swayed slightly. It was obvious that he was sitting here just now, but now there was only a bag of gold coins.

The boy stuck his head in surprise, "When did you save such a large sum of money?"

The girl didn't speak, but put away the purse and sighed disappointedly.

Although what he bought was not a complete brush, Mundella was obviously in a good mood. He stroked his beard from time to time, which made Hayden a little sour.He said: "If it's just for collection, my hair is also very soft."

Mundella looked up at him, then lowered his head and said silently for a while: "The brush is for cleaning corpses."

Hayden twitched his lips.

Mundra said: "Maybe one day I will also be made into a witch corpse." He suddenly became curious, not knowing what it was like to be made into a witch corpse. At least it is certain that the soul must still be in the body, but I don't know if it is really as unconscious as a puppet.

Hayden tightened his arms around his waist, as if trying to call him back from his fantasy.

"That day won't happen," he said.

Mundra frowned and said, "Becoming a witch corpse is not a bad thing."

Hayden said: "No necromancer would want an old witch corpse." He knew about the witch corpse, and he couldn't discuss it with him in a normal way.

Mundra said: "For a witch corpse, the most important thing is ability."

Hayden didn't speak any more.

The two rode their horses all the way to the front of the villa.

Mundra wanted to dismount, but Hayden held him back, "Do you want to turn me into a witch corpse?"

"Yes!" Mundella replied without thinking.

Hayden is furious.Anyway, you have to hesitate for a while.

Mundra paused and said, "It's better to be a lich." Only in this way can they continue to talk like this.

Hayden: "..."

Mundra thought: "But it will be a long, long time."

Hayden said, "Why?"

Mundella said: "Because you are still young."

Hayden smiled wryly, "Should I thank you for letting me die normally?"

Mundella said: "Well, I will wait until that day." He is very confident about this, because in terms of age, he does have a lot of advantages over Hayden. "But until then, I will take good care of you."

"Guardian?" Hayden's eyes were full of smiles, "Inseparable? Should I verify it first?"

Mundra asked blankly: "Verification?"

Hayden lowered his head and pressed his lips lightly.

This was the first time he kissed when he clearly knew that Mundra was a man. When his lips touched his lips, he unconsciously felt a slight repulsion in his mind, so that he paused, but when his eyes touched Mundra When pulling those bright eyes, the repulsion became weaker.Holding Mundra's face, he slowly stuck out his tongue, teasing him deftly.

Mundra opened his mouth cooperatively.He is a studious student, and a few contacts have allowed him to keep up with Hayden's rhythm without rushing.

Hayden's breathing gradually became heavy, his hand slowly slipped down, and his fingers kept rubbing Mundra's neck.His body was hungry for more.

Mundella's eyes became a little bit confused, and he subconsciously hugged Hayden with his left hand so that his body could get closer.

It should stop, he doesn't want to have their first time in this kind of place.

Although the alarm bells kept ringing in his heart, Hayden still lingered for another half a minute before stopping.

Mundra looked at him, eyes full of strange lust and resentment at his sudden interruption.

Hayden smiled and wiped away the remaining water stains at the corners of his mouth with his fingers, "We still have a lot of time to do what we just did."

Mundella was a little disappointed, but still said: "Yes."

Hayden rested his chin on the top of his head, and said softly, "If I die, make me an undead knight."

"It's a lich," Mundra insisted.

Hayden chuckled and said, "It is the honor of every knight to protect the one he loves with his life."

"But I don't want you to become cold." Mondela paused, tightened his grip on his clothes, and promised as if swearing, "I won't let anyone take you out of my hands." You snatched it away. Neither can Death."

Hayden smiled and stroked his hair, "Yeah."