A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The camp was extremely quiet at the moment, and Tal was shrunk to the side, and the atmosphere dared not breathe more.

From a young age to a big one, he was particularly afraid of Heimus, even more so than King Camos and Xiemuer priest. Therefore, even if Huimos pressed Gallan against the wall now, he only dared to watch, not dare to say anything.

Nothing.

Tal comforted himself.

Prince Hismos, like His Majesty, has always spoiled His Highness, and will not treat His Highness.

Fat Tal thought so, but some initiator who was pressed against the wall by Heimus didn't think so.

The man who pressed him looked down at him from the top down like a blade, almost poking himself away. Garlan's face was pinched with his chin lifted, and he couldn't even bow his head to avoid the palpable gaze of the other party. He could only stare at Heimus.

Heimus looked down at him from a height that was taller than him, and his eyes were striking. His thin lips were still rising with a smile.

But Gallan wanted to know that this laugh did not mean that Huimus was in a good mood. On the contrary, the other party was angry because of his behavior, and they all laughed.

Indeed, the kind of things he does are very unjust and no matter who he is, he will be angry.

In particular, he was telling people gossip behind his back, and he was caught by others.

Garland looked at the dangerous smile in the corner of Huimus's mouth helplessly, only to feel shocked.

"Hymos..."

He whispered softly, and looked at Huimus, like a kitten with a pinched neck, softly prone, daring not to move, but daring to whisper softly. Called.

The whole person shrank under the shadow of the tall body, and appeared weak, pitiful, and helpless.

Heimus stared fiercely at the young man under him, his face cold, his eyes like a knife, his mouth sneered.

But he couldn't tell what was going on in his heart. He felt that the inside of his body was like a volcanic volcano. The hot magma was tumbling and surging, filling his body. It was terrible, and he couldn't wait to erupt in the next second. come out.

It was the first time he Huimos grew up so deceived and fooled.

I'm afraid he has never been so stupid in his life.

When he thought of this, he laughed at him.

However, what made him angry the most was that he was already angry with the little guy who was watching his joke behind him, and the volcano erupted, but he still couldn't bear to teach the little guy a meal.

Even the hand that pinched Garran's chin was trying to restrain himself from using too much force.

You know, with his power, you can crush a man's jaw bones.

But now, squeezing the teenager's slightly smaller chin, he didn't dare to use force at all, for fear of pinching a finger print on the tender skin with a little effort.

It was just that there was a rage in his heart, and it would be uncomfortable not to vent out.

However, he was reluctant to really treat Galland.

Huimus felt he was suffocating to death.

Looking at the young boy's bright golden eyes with his face on his back, and, like a deer who was in trouble, he was angry but still cute. Heymus felt that he hated it.

I couldn't tell whether it was Qi Gallan or Qi.

Anyway, itchy teeth.

Gallan looked up at him, watching him just staring at himself coldly, without a word, and suddenly became more nervous, could not help moving a little, his head slightly crooked, and his soft blond hair suddenly dropped from his shoulder and neck One side slipped down.

This movement, looking down from the perspective of Huimus, looked at the half of the neck exposed from the falling blond hair.

The teenager's neck showed a swan-like soft curve when he lifted his neck upwards, and his fair skin had a little powder, which was as attractive as peach.

I don't know if I'm really anxious, or I'm fainted, or I'm tempted by the whiteness that leaked from my blond hair.

Heimus bowed his head, biting Gallan's neck like a ferocious wolf who had caught his prey.

Unexpectedly, Huimus was anxious and bit his own neck like a wolf. Gallan froze for a moment, and subconsciously raised his hand on Huimus' chest, trying hard to bit this person. Push away.

But his strength was not a rival of Heimus at all, and he was already in a state of panic and could not be pushed away for a while.

The slight tingling sensation from the side of his neck made him panic.

Just when he wanted to call Hyimus’ name for mercy and apologize, suddenly, he froze, and he felt that the place where his neck was bitten was punctured, and sharp things pierced the skin, as if already Touching the fragile blood vessels under the thin skin——

Gallan inexplicably had the illusion that his man would be bitten off his throat in a second.

He was like a prey caught in a throat by a beast, forced to raise his head, revealing his most vulnerable point.

The fear of the man in front of him that had not been forgotten for so many years and buried deep in his heart was suddenly excavated again, making his chest tremble uncontrollably.

He leaned against the wall, stiff and unable to move.

The smell of blood spreading in his mouth calmed Huimos's brain as if it was burned by flames. When he reacted, he immediately slacked and pulled his head back.

I saw a clear tooth mark on Gallan's side neck, and a drop of bright red blood was seeping from the tooth mark, staining the fair skin.

Overdoing it.

As soon as he saw that he had bitten and bleeded Galland in anger, Huimus regretted it just now.

He subconsciously reached out and wanted to touch the spot of blood, but Garran suddenly avoided his hand on the side of his head.

Gallan glanced at Heimus, and there was a panic in his eyes, and a deep hidden fear, which was usually suppressed. Once he was attacked by Heimus, he would jump out of the body reflectively.

He lowered his head, and his golden forehead covered his eyes, preventing him from seeing the emotion in his eyes at the moment.

Garland lowered his head, and Huimus could not see his eyes at the moment, only to see that the pink lips were slightly tight.

"Angry?"

Huimus said softly.

Seeing that he had accidentally overshot the bloodshot eyes, he couldn't help but felt a little annoyed, and whispered the young man who seemed to be angry and avoided his hand.

"It hurts?"

Garland, with his head down, took a deep breath.

calm down.

He admonished himself in his heart.

It is not a few generations ago, and now Huimos is very good to himself, very good.

He thought about the way Heymos treated himself over the years, just like Brother Camos, taking care of himself as if he loved his brother, and he did not even lose to Brother Camos.

It was precisely because he was spoiled by Heimus that he dare to be so bold to play the joke of Heimus now.

With this thought, the tightened chest relieved a little, and the surging fear was pressed back.

Garland looked up and stared at the man in front of him.

"If you are not angry, I will not be angry."

Taking out the way to deal with Brother Camos after years of trouble, Gallan said with a pair of eyes open and said to him.

"I know I did something wrong...but I didn't do it on purpose, there is really no way."

The boy in front of him looked at him with a pair of crystal clear golden eyes, with some kind of favor.

"Hyimos, I was wrong,"

Garlan's voice is like a clean stream, and still has a little trace of childhood, especially when it is light, it gives a soft feeling, and makes people soft-hearted when listening.

"Don't be angry, okay?"

No matter how powerful he is, if he is so pleased with the soft tone of the boy, it will immediately disappear.

Heimus reached out and squeezed Gallan's cheek slightly.

"Next I asked, you are not allowed to lie again."

"it is good."

Garland nodded obediently.

The matter came to an end. Tall shivered beside him for a while. Seeing that it was all right, he hurriedly ran over, helped to move the stool and served tea and snacks, and consciously became a servant.

Huimus sat down and asked while drinking tea.

"Do you know who that guy's goal is?"

Garland sighed and answered, "It's me."

"I knew it from the beginning?"

"No, at first I thought he liked you, after all, the person who was courted by him in public was..."

auzw.com Galan was interrupted by Heimus as soon as he had said half.

"When was it discovered?"

"Um... presumably after you had a fight that morning, it was the first time I invited Opada to come to my palace, and it took another two days."

"How did you get it?"

"You and Taputi behaved a bit strangely, and every time Opada never looked at you after you came, I think...not quite right, so Tal checked."

In other words, the kid next to him knew all about it.

Heimus glanced at the fat boy who stood honestly beside him, and Tal shivered, shrinking himself into a ball.

He turned his gaze to the teenager who sat across from him, and continued to ask directly.

"Why don't you pretend? Really just to read my jokes?"

"of course not."

Garland decisively denied.

He nodded his head in distress, and said, "So, if I knew that Opada likes me, but I still want to go to Tasdaq with him, what would you and Brother Camos think? ?"

"..."

Heimus' eyes narrowed slightly.

"I definitely think I like him too, don't I?"

Gallan sighed helplessly, "And, in this way, Brother Wang will never promise me to go to Tasdaq with him."

"Although I also know that I pretend not to know Opada’s intentions, this is very cunning, but if I clarify things, I must go to Tasda with him on the premise that I know Opada likes me. It would definitely make Opada misunderstand me and treat him... so it’s troublesome."

He says,

"After all, like you, I can't like men at all."

"Since I know, why did I say I would be detained in Tasda?"

"Ha...haha, this..."

I deliberately mad at you, because I don't want you to follow you. It is inconvenient to do a lot of things if you are here.

Unlike Tal and Kehuos, they only do what they want to do, and they never ask themselves why.

"Just... make a joke with you."

Gallan said flatly.

"Joke? Gee, okay, the last question."

Huimus put down the teacup in his hand.

He said, "What is the reason you must go to Tasda with Opada?"

really.

I knew you had to ask, so I didn’t want you to follow me.

Garland thought a little bit depressed.

His eyes rolled round and round, trying to make a reason. But as soon as he rolled his eyes, Huimus, who had been staring at him, guessed what he was trying to do.

"You promised that you will not lie to me again."

"Um... really hard to say."

Because the previous life knew that Opada was killed on the way back, he should follow Opada to save his life.

How could he be so strange?

"Don't want to say it, do you?"

Garland hesitated and nodded.

"Ok."

"I know."

Heimos did not continue to question, and stood up as if he was planning to leave.

Gallan followed, and he was a little surprised.

"Don't you continue to ask?"

"You must have a reason for doing this."

Huimus said, looking at the teenager in front of him.

He reached out and gently touched the strand of blond hair in front of Gallan's eyes to his ears.

"You don't want to say, I won't force you." He said, "But, Gallan, I hope you don't lie to me in the future."

The golden-red eyes reflected the shadow of the teenager deeply, and the voice of Huimos was low at the moment like a sigh.

"Because of your concealment from me, it will make me uncomfortable."

In fact, it wasn’t Garlan who watched his joke that made him hot, but someone was closer to him and trusted by Garland than him. Those who knew about Garland, he knew that he I don't know such a thing.

It made him feel like he was stuck in his chest, so he couldn't feel the uncomfortable feeling.

Being gazed at by the deep and serious gaze of Huimus, Gallan suddenly felt a little guilty.

"I know."

He nodded, his face clever.

Heimos smiled and stroked the teenager's head again.

His eyes lowered slightly, and he saw the trace of Gallan's side neck again.

The tooth marks he left were unusually clear on the juvenile white neck.

A little bit of red remains on it.

He subconsciously rubbed his thumb around the tooth mark.

"Does it still hurt?"

He said, "Is there any ointment? I will apply it to you."

Gallan froze for a moment, and immediately reflected what Huimus said, and shook his head.

"No, so a little injury, just lick it..."

Before he finished talking, Heimus suddenly lowered his head, and his black hair was buried in his neck.

The next second, soft lips contained the flesh.

...I said that just licking it just makes an analogy to show that this is a small wound, and it doesn't make you really talk.

Once again, Garlan froze at the moment when he was held in his throat.

The itchiness around the neck made people want to hide, but he was tightly hugged by Huimus' arms and could not escape.

His neck was sensitive all the time, and it was now clear to feel the touch of the warm, moist tongue tip licking on his slightly stinging scar.

The heat from the tip of Huimus's nose swept across the skin of the neck, and the tip of the nose touched his neck indiscriminately.

Without the fear of being bitten just now, Gallan only felt that the place where it was licked made it tickle, making the back neck feel a little bit crisp.

itch.

Itchy.

Unable to earn Garland couldn't help whispering.

However, as if he hadn't heard it at all, he raised his head after stubbornly licking that tooth mark for a while.

"I bite, naturally I am responsible."

He says.

The golden-red eyes squinted, and the handsome young man's eyes slightly raised, exuding a shallow smile, revealing a tantalizing arc.

As if he had tasted something delicious, the tip of his tongue inadvertently licked his thin lips.

The author has something to say: 　　Thanksgiving, give Xiimos a little sweetness first.

After all, I am really not a demon, hum ˉ∞ˉ