captive devil

Now that the human world has suffered major trauma, it is time to cultivate life and rest.

The eldest prince Oakland took over the throne, worked hard for state affairs every day, and worked hard to restore the empire to its former prosperity. Diels naturally assisted him wholeheartedly.

Ever since Ian went back to take over the care of Lena and told him that Yamir and Hill were in another world, he instantly understood and felt at ease.

But it's a pity that Yamir couldn't kick him off the first place in the virtual spiritual club until he left. His Highness who stayed at the highest point was very lonely.

The mean Diels pulled the blond hair on his forehead, crushed several masters in the virtual world, and then quit silently.

Damn, it's really lonely. Without Hill, there is no one to accompany him to play games. If Yamir is gone, there will be no rivals who can compete with him in the spiritual club. I suddenly feel that there is a lot less fun in the virtual city.

I just feel that life has suddenly become boring, boring.

Dills took off his helmet and lay on the table lazily looking at Oakland, who was writing hard and working hard. He couldn't help feeling that his brother was really young, full of energy, and full of vitality.

Sensing his younger brother's enthusiastic gaze, Oakland put down his quill and reached out to scratch his fluffy head, "What's wrong?"

"It's boring..." Dills looked up to the sky and sighed.

"If you're bored, help me to review the documents," Oakland rubbed his brows, the long hours of work made him very tired, and his temples were tingling, "I'm so busy."

"No," Dills shamelessly covered his face, after thinking about it, he jumped up and pinched Oakland's shoulders and slapped his back, "I feel sleepy when I see those things, my brother is so powerful, I will definitely be able to do it myself." Done."

I really know how to be lazy.

Oakland rubbed his head with a smile, picked him up with his arms and pressed him into his arms and kissed his forehead. With himself blocking him, Diels just had to have fun and do what he wanted.

Dills, who is used to all kinds of intimacy, let him hold him obediently. Oakland took care of him since he was a child. His parents were busy with government affairs and rarely disciplined them. Oakland's embrace has always made him feel at ease. It's okay for the public to think he's a good-for-nothing prince, he just wants to keep Auckland.

But now the effect is unbelievable, although their relationship has also undergone fundamental changes.

When he was rudely pressed on the desk and his shirt was lifted up, Diels was still thinking about how they had such a relationship, two males together...especially if they are the successors of the royal family, it would be shocking to wear it out. How many jaws have dropped.

How long can this relationship be hidden...

After the exposure, what will they face...

"What are you thinking about? Huh?" Oakland straightened up viciously, hearing the exclamation of the person below him with satisfaction.

The tearful Diels glared at him fiercely, but it made him even more agitated. He only cared about falling into this madness, and no matter how much he cried and begged for mercy, it didn't work.

When he was so exhausted that his consciousness was blurred, Diels vaguely heard what he said in his ear, but the voice was too low, and he was too tired, so he hummed twice in a daze and fell asleep.

Oakland smoothed his messy hair lovingly, his eyes were firm.

Clean up my lover's body, carry him to the bed and cover him with a quilt, carefully tuck in the corners of the quilt, and then turn around and go out.

Their parents, Phil, were standing outside the study, looking at him with complicated eyes.

"You get it." Oakland said with a certain tone.

"Maybe you are ready?" Phil squinted his eyes and smiled, but the smile was cold and frightening. Even if a lion has been sleeping for many years, it will not be as easy to bully as a cat. Even if a former general has been married for many years , is also an extremely sharp sword.

"Yes," Oakland took a deep breath, looking up into his mother's piercing eyes, "we will not be separated."

"When I was young, I taught you not to be divided because of the heir to the throne, but it doesn't mean that you should love each other like this."

"We're already in love."

A long silence, a confrontation full of gunpowder, this is a war without gunpowder.

No one is willing to admit defeat, no one is willing to show weakness.

In the end, Phil, who understood his son's stubbornness, took a step back, "This is no child's play, my child."

"I know, mother and father."

Phil glanced at the resolute Oakland, leaving a look of self-care, and his back was quite indifferent.

After returning to the bedroom, Phil stomped heavily on the former king's chest, waking him awake.

"Honey, my ribs are about to be broken by you, what's the matter?" The man's face was full of pain, and he held his feet on his chest with both hands, but he didn't dare to use any force, for fear that Phil would kick him off Bed, that would be too embarrassing, even though it is not as embarrassing as it is now.

"You two good sons, Dills hugged my thigh and cried half to death a few days ago, and now Oakland is as stubborn as a donkey, do I look like a wicked mother-in-law?! What kind of eyes are there! I am too lazy Don't care about them, whether you like it or not!"

That was also your birth...

The man thought so, but he didn't dare to say it. He was already playing with Shunmao. After talking to the two children, he started to kiss along Phil's feet, going up little by little, very easily. Soothe the angry lion into a cat who shows its belly and acts like a spoiled child.

The next morning, Oakland and Dills sprayed it at the same time while drinking soup, and their entire faces were blue. This horrible smell...could it be...? !

"Master Phil has ordered, young masters, please finish all your breakfast." The butler in a tuxedo smiled and said, in stark contrast to the black faces of the two.

Every time the two brothers made Phil unhappy, Phil would cook the two brothers himself until he burst into tears and hugged his thigh to admit his mistake. But it is non-toxic and edible, and its nutritional value is acceptable, so this punishment method full of royal characteristics has been handed down.

Even though Master Phil looks so cold and mature, he is still so young and cute inside!

The old housekeeper sighed.

This time Baishi Braun’s food punishment method failed. The two brothers who had three meals a day ate all the food made by Phil with pain on their faces. They persisted for a month and no one compromised. highest record.

In the end, Phil got tired of cooking by himself, and the two children also lost their sense of taste and ate Phil's "dark cuisine" with numb faces.

This was followed by meal after meal of green salads.

Finally, one vegetable leaf after another.

Phil tore off his apron angrily, and walked out of the kitchen angrily. He wanted to go out to practice, and he would go crazy if he stayed in the kitchen!

The brothers and sisters watched Phil go away, looked at each other and then smiled. Is this a compromise?

"Fortunately, father and mother didn't make things difficult for us, otherwise I was really worried that you would run away." Oakland wiped his face, took Diels' hand and walked to the kitchen. He wanted to show his skills , do a good meal to reward your tormented stomach.

"You've had stomach problems several times in the past few days, just cook some glutinous rice porridge." Diels was quite distressed, and his face was covered with sweat, which was really cruel.

His Majesty the former emperor squatted in the study and was very pleased to see the two children and He Meimei. Before he could laugh for a long time, the chair was kicked over.

There is only one palace with such guts, and you don't even need to think about who it is, "Honey, what's the matter?"

"I'm hungry and want porridge." Phil raised his chin arrogantly.

"Deling, let's cook it, little one."

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