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"Did His Highness Son quarrel with His Royal Highness?" A knight whispered furtively, "It is said that they were driven to the side hall to sleep for two days. His Royal Highness just returned to the temple."

"They don't seem to have slept in separate beds before..." Another knight agreed, "Do you remember that when His Royal Highness first arrived, the God Attendant cleaned up the side hall for him, and His Royal Highness lost his temper."

"What nonsense are you two brats talking about?! Are you free?" Sean suddenly appeared, slapped each of the two on the back of the head, and reprimanded them angrily, "Go to extra training!"

The two little knights were captured on the spot for talking nonsense. They shrank their heads and dared not make a sound, and slipped away to the training ground in disgrace.

The matter of the Holy Son and His Royal Highness did cause a quiet uproar in the temple.The two who had never had conflicts suddenly separated, and the servants kept speculating behind the backs of the two parties about the reason, and even the little boys on the side of the Knights talked about it.Sean has met His Royal Highness a few times, and he would never believe that Nabil Nier would lose his temper at Hania—that kid had no temper at all in front of Haniya, but now that he has grown up, he will lose his temper in St. In front of his son, he is also very well-behaved.

He thinks that according to the temperament of these two people, it is more likely that Hania, who has been restless since childhood, did something bad, and he didn't want to admit his mistake to His Highness, so he insisted on moving to the side hall to punish himself.

But...why didn't His Highness take the initiative to find him?

Sean stroked his chin.Speaking of which, if Hania hadn't been the holy son, she would probably be at the age to get married and have children by now.

It is true that Haniya was not driven out by Nabel Neil - he escaped by himself.

He really has no resistance to the pleasure brought by his little guy.The viscous pleasure was intense yet tender, like a flowing hot spring, which made him hardly want to resist.

Neither Nathaniel nor Beelzebub seemed to be hooked on lust.But Hania was sure he reacted then.

He wondered if this had given him a hint.And when he kissed her, Nabilnier didn't refuse.

His vampire wasn't really a boy anymore, Hania knew it well, but still treated him like a cub.Nabilnir's lips were very thin and soft, and when he kissed him, they opened a small slit in surprise, so Hania uncontrollably pressed the back of his neck and kissed him in, outlining the tenderness that had never been imagined.

The kiss was moist and warm, almost scalding Hania.He tried to be gentle at first, but he couldn't help it later, he rubbed Narbonnell into his arms, kissed him almost roughly, hooked his lips and tongue into his mouth and stirred.He repeatedly thought about whether Nai Bo Nier had rejected him, it seemed that there was, but the strength was very small... As he thought, he fell into the soft and hot confusion in the memory that almost killed him.

He was a little afraid because of this.

Haniya has never been afraid of anything since she was a child.He is not afraid of suffering, not afraid of bloodshed, and not afraid of facing the most vicious demons.But he regained his senses and let go of his boy, and seeing the silver thread between their lips and the bright wound on Nabilnir's lip, he almost ran away.

Nabil Nier looked so dazed, as if he was dazed by the overly intense kiss, his body was limp.However, his lips were swollen by the kiss again, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were full of unknowingly watery colors, and his chin was still stained with the saliva that couldn't be contained during the kiss.Just kissed, but he looked like he had experienced a tenderness.After Haniya left, he didn't dare to vent, and couldn't help but imagine how Nai Bo Nier solved this problem, and it hurt so hard just thinking about it.He has always regarded Nai Bo Nier as a cub, even if he knows his true identity, he still feels that he has bullied him.The frightening thing is that even after two days of calming down in the side hall, he still stiffens in embarrassment and agitation when he thinks of Nabolnir's expression that day.

Haniya had never felt such a jerk.

He wanted to tell Nabel Neil that this was wrong, that he was bullying him, and that he should slap him away; but he also knew that the reason he was still alive was that the boy hardly resisted, so he said this again Choked in the throat.Haniya knows that the little guy he is holding in his palm is the original sin of hell, and he is even more aware that he really does not understand love: Naibonir is slow and silent even when he loves, every word of Haniya may affect him, He couldn't even simply fool this matter with the blood-sucking effect in order to ease the embarrassment.

He didn't kiss him out of sheer pleasure.

Haniya was in a bit of torment.He didn't dare to see Nabolnir, and Nabolir didn't come to him for two days.The matter of raising the sword hadn't been completely resolved. He was really afraid that he would be angry, and he didn't know how to explain it to him—besides, there was nothing to explain. If it wasn't for Nabel Neil, he wouldn't have given in so easily in lust.He didn't even dare to think about it when he was praying to God, for fear that being heard by God would be detrimental to Nathaniel.

He sighed, ready to go to the elder's herbal garden to spoil something and relax.

"Haniya?"

The sound was soft, small, and seemed to be floating in the air.But Hania immediately stopped, froze for a moment in disbelief, and slowly turned to look at her boy.

Nabil Neil looked at him docilely, he didn't seem to be annoyed by his transgression, but rather aggrieved.He tilted his head and stretched out his hand to Haniya, "Don't you want to sleep with me?"

He muttered, like a small animal whose snacks were confiscated, "...you just came back."

He was so calm, as if the kiss was only Hania's fantasy.Haniya was startled, hesitated for a while, then slowly walked over to hug Nabil Neil, kissed his forehead softly and restrainedly, and asked tentatively, "Then shall I go back to sleep tonight?"

"Yeah." The boy nodded obediently.

Not that nothing happened.

Haniya thought, if she had only kissed his forehead before, Nabolnir would have moaned and asked him to kiss his cheek again.

His mood inevitably went down.So on the way back to the bedroom, he didn't say a word, even though Nabel Neil glanced at him several times, he didn't make a sound to comfort him.

"Haniya," Nabel Neil asked abruptly when he was about to reach the dormitory, his fingers scratching his collar, "Is it because you kissed me that you don't want me?"

Haniya froze for a moment, seeing a trace of panic in his eyes that was not well concealed.He barely reacted, and it took him a while to remember that the holy son of the temple cannot be emotional.

And Nabilnier pursed his lips.

Haniya suddenly wanted to laugh.If he wanted to, what were those rules and regulations?He was just too worried that Napoleon would hate him. If he didn't ask, Haniya would probably stick to his bottom line, even though he knew that Napoleon was actually much older than him.

Their relationship should not be defined by age.They are not kids to worry about anymore.

"No." There was a slight smile in Hania's voice.He lowered his head and gently rubbed Nabilnier's tightly pursed lips, "I just... love you very much."

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The end of the wave too much is to mend the crotch in the middle of the night

Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu The change of mentality in this chapter is really difficult