[Quick Travel] How to break through being targeted by petite wolf dogs

In the luxurious and luxurious royal bathhouse, Noseel is sitting in the middle of the misty hot spring with his eyes closed, surrounded by two slender, good-looking and beautiful boys, who are meticulously and thoughtfully Give him a shoulder massage.

With a casual smile on the corner of Noseel's mouth, his slender fingers brushed against the slightly drooping neck of the boy on the right, and slid down the smooth back...

"Your Highness...you..." The child looked very young, his cheeks were slightly green, and there was still some baby fat that hadn't faded away.He must have never

After receiving such a blunt provocation, he blushed suddenly, and looked at Noseel timidly, with a hint of refusal.

Noseel looked down at him, his frivolous and playful gaze swept from those wet eyes all the way to the pink and moist lips, looking ambiguous and lustful.

The boy on the other side was obviously older, he was left out, and his face was a little unhappy, he hugged Noseel's arm and said coquettishly: "Your Highness...you can't be so biased... .”

"Civilization?" Noseel picked up a lock of his blond hair with his left hand, and wrapped it around his fingertips to play with it, "What do you think you are? It's worth making me partial?"

If he really knows how to be biased, then it is probably all biased towards Xie Nan.

But the people he cares about don't care about him at all.

Thinking of this, Noseel's eyes dimmed a bit.

The older boy on the left is a clever man. Seeing His Royal Highness's mood obviously depressed, he winked at his companion on the other side with great insight: "Chris, what are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and help His Highness." Squeeze your legs."

The boy named Chris's face turned pale, then red, then pale, and it took a long time for him to reply, and he stood up slowly, with his arms on Noseel's shoulders, he was as strong as a fish. His chest slid down.

"Pinch the leg" is the secret code between them.

This meant that they should start to truly "serve" His Highness the Blood Emperor in a certain sense, instead of simply pinching the shoulders and massaging them.

They were kept in the palace by the royal family for a long time, and what they were waiting for was this chance to fly up to the branches and become phoenixes.

It was rumored in the palace that His Highness the Blood Emperor is not close to women, perhaps because he prefers boys.

As long as they can seize the opportunity today, get the favor of His Highness the Blood Emperor, and become concubines who are always by his side, then they will be the enviable "canaries" in the eyes of everyone, and they will no longer have to suffer from the bullying and harassment from others. insult.

The boy bit his lip, and immediately made up his mind. His thin white fingers slid down Nosel's firm abdominal muscles and touched the restricted area.

"Presumptuous..." Noseel grabbed the boy's slender wrist with such strength that he almost crushed it.

He had a panoramic view of his eyes and expressions, and was immediately annoyed, feeling a little dispirited.

With a sound of "swipe", Nuo Sier suddenly got up from the pool, and white water splashed all over his body.

He looked down at the two people in the pool who looked a little scared, and said in a haughty and cold voice, "Who told you that I like men?"

"Yes...I'm sorry..." Chris glanced at him with a pair of rabbit-like red eyes, obviously frightened, "Yes...

Master Aisuo sent us in..."

Noseel's thick eyebrows frowned more and more tightly.

Aesop...what the hell is this guy doing?

"Okay, don't cry." Noseel looked at Chris with some annoyance, he never even bothered to show mercy to the weak, "Okay... you guys

go down. "

With tears in his eyes, Chris was shaking his lips and wanted to say something, but the boy next to him covered his mouth and quickly dragged him down.

Noseel casually pulled off the bathrobe next to him and wrapped it up, leaning against the shore pool with his hands crossed, his face was gloomy and his eyes were deep.

"Knock knock", the door was knocked abruptly.

"Come in." Noseel said with a cold voice and a bad tone.

"Your Highness, Lord Lance is asking to see you outside the door." Aesuo pushed open the door, and walked in gracefully, with a neat and serious look that was incompatible with this place, and Noseel's robe was neatly draped in his arms.

"Lance?" Noseel squinted his eyes and thought about it for a while, "Oh, that masked man from the Viotles family..."

"Yes, Your Highness." Aisuo took two steps closer and stood behind Nosel, "He said that he has an important military report, so I have to interrupt you... Today's experience is still Is it pleasant, Your Highness?"

For some reason, Noseel heard a hint of schadenfreude in his flat tone.

Noseel sneered: "Aisuo, who do you think you are, who gave you the right to make decisions without authorization?"

Aisuo tilted his head, a little puzzled: "Your Highness means...?"

Noseel narrowed his eyes, as if he was judging whether his doubts were genuine: "Don't tell me that you didn't bring those two people."

Aisuo was stunned for a moment, and then reacted.

"Sorry, I made up my own mind," he apologized to Noseel in a not sincere manner, "Your Highness has been depressed these days, so

by……"

So what?

He didn't finish the rest of the sentence, but Noseel already understood half of it without a teacher.

So when he asked Aisuo to find some people to serve him, Aisuo naturally thought wrongly, thinking that he was frustrated by Xie Nan, and wanted to use others to relieve him...

Noseel gritted his back molars, and managed to bear it without losing his temper: "Let me know next time, and you just go away."

Noseel had to admit that Aesuo was very easy to use most of the time, and it was no wonder that Xie valued him so much at the beginning.

But if a machine has an autonomous consciousness... then this is not a good thing.

"I understand, Your Highness." Aesuo nodded lightly, and handed the clothes hanging on his arm to Noseel, "Please change your clothes as soon as possible and head to the reception hall, Your Highness, I'm going out first."

"Wait..." Noseel reached out to take the clothes, and suddenly stopped him, "Are you trying to persuade me to give up, Aesuo?"

Aisuo paused slightly.

"Then have you given up?" Noseel asked him behind him.

"Give up what?" Aesuo turned sideways slightly, and asked him calmly, "Your Highness, you don't understand, I have never expected what you are expecting."

"My wish from the beginning to the end... is just to stay with His Excellency the Prince." Aesuo's voice softened, "But this is no longer possible."

"It's a very happy thing to see him now and then."

Noseel froze for a moment, then turned his face away, and snorted contemptuously from his throat: "That's all you have to offer..."

He took Aisuo back and called him into the palace. On the one hand, it was beneficial to help him eradicate Luo Fei, and on the other hand, he secretly reduced a competitor for himself.

Noseel has always known how to play with people's hearts.

He expected Xie Nan's disappointment at Aisuo's betrayal, but he didn't expect Xie Nan's no longer condoning him.

Because I no longer condone it, I gradually drift away.

In the final analysis, he, like Aisuo, is a sinner who has made big emotional mistakes.

Waiting in place for a forgiveness that I don't know if it will come.

Noseel crossed his legs leisurely, looking at the masked man opposite him.

It stands to reason that I only met him once at the dinner last time, and counting today, it was only the second time, but Noseel felt that this man named "Lance" was inexplicably familiar.

He couldn't tell what kind of feeling this was, he just felt like a small but not negligible barb had grown in his heart.

"Your Highness..." Lance looked at Nosel, who was carelessly picking his nails, and repeated patiently, "According to reports from outside the king's city, the elf

The clan's army is almost approaching the border line. "

"Oh," Noseel replied indifferently, and then raised his eyes to look at him slightly, "Elves?"

"Yes, Your Highness," the pair of dark pupils behind Lance's mask stared at him quietly, making Noseel feel at a loss, "After their king has been sealed and slept for five years... ..was awakened again."

Noseel's face became more serious now.

Arthur is awake?

He still remembered the man's formidable power to go straight to the palace. That was not something that any vampire could match, not even Nicholas Xie.

It's just that I don't know... Will his strength be restored after being stabbed by the bloodthirsty blade five years ago?

If Arthur came to seek revenge on the blood clan this time, Northel might be able to take a step back and reconcile with him, and give him some vested interests as the king of the blood clan as compensation.

But if the purpose of his trip was for Xie Nan... Noseel's eyes darkened a bit.

Then don't blame him for being rude.

Noseel stared at Lance calmly, trying to ask for his opinion: "So, has your lord come up with any countermeasures now?"

Lance folded his hands on his lap, leaning forward slightly, with a calm smile on his lips: "As the most important executive officer of the Military Aircraft Department, I would like to make a request to Your Highness—may I go to the elves to meet them personally?" Negotiations?"

Noseel couldn't help laughing: "It's up to you? Don't be crushed into minced meat by the Elf King before you even enter the door..."

The smile on Lance's lips was still elegant, but the hand on his lap had already been silently clenched, and his veins were slightly raised.

As soon as he thought that all the misery and hardships he had suffered were caused by such an arrogant and arrogant vampire, he couldn't help the tyrannical desire in his heart to tear Noseel to pieces on the spot.

Can not.

Not yet...

Reason made Lance calm down, and he was so indifferent that he sat on the spot as if he was aloof from the matter.

It would be too cheap for a scumbag like Nosel to die like this.

He wanted to let this noble king learn exactly what he had suffered in the past.

What is life is better than death, what is pain.

"Your Highness, don't worry," Lance said indifferently, "the elves don't advocate force like the vampires. Their power is endowed by nature, and bloody violence will cause them to suffer backlash, so the elves will not kill indiscriminately. Innocent."

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Thanks little leaf! !Working hard to remind you to change tickets x3? Thank you for your recommendation tickets?

Arthur is fat?