Intergalactic Era of Gossip

"..." Something seemed to flash past.

Sells rubbed the corners of his eyes and entered the room. His eyes quickly fell on the messy slippers, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Naren." He seemed to like to call the other person by name, even if he couldn't get a response.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Sells sorted out some messy clothes, and then took out a small box from his pocket.

Sells: "My dear, the gift for you is hidden for you."

He put the box next to the pillow.

Then he leaned down and put his ears against the chest and abdomen of the person on the bed.

The fast heartbeat beats again and again, revealing the master's nervous mood.

After a while, Sells straightened up and said in a melancholy tone: "I seem to like you more and more, baby."

Naryn's breathing was stagnant. Although it was known that Sells had an unusual attitude towards him, it was the first time he heard such a straightforward statement.

Sells helplessly: "What about you? Don't you hate me?"

The Marshal, who did not receive a response as usual, hooked his chin and cursed softly: "Little bastard."

The little **** held his breath.

However, his heartbeat was beating fast uncontrollably, and the Marshal, who was still putting his hand on the opponent very carefully, naturally noticed this change.

"The heartbeat is getting so fast, baby."

Naryn: "..."

Both ears rose red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the hands hidden in the quilt moved uneasily. Even if he has the most proficient acting skills, he will never be able to adjust his heartbeat frequency.

Sells chuckled: "You will make me think you are pretending to be asleep."

Naryn froze.

——Then I felt I was touched.

Sells sighed and said, "You make me... weird."

Naron thought to himself, you also made me weird.

No kisses tonight.

Sells was unexpectedly talking a lot, and didn't lower the volume. Such a movement will definitely wake up a sleeping person, but he seems confident and not worried about such a problem.

Naron had to think about a possibility: perhaps, Sells had already found himself sober. Perhaps, the time of discovery far exceeded his estimate.

But he quickly denied this possibility, after all, when he pretended to sleep, he could not even turn his eyes. He was pretty sure that he hadn't revealed any flaws.

To his surprise, Sells left soon. He didn't kiss his forehead when he parted, and said goodbye to him softly. Just tucked the quilt for him as usual, then opened the door and walked out.

Naryn propped up and took out the present from under the pillow. Opening the box, there is a brooch lying quietly inside, inlaid with clear green gems, like a crafted handicraft.

Very beautiful, even Naren, who has a critical aesthetic, has to admit it.

He swiped towards his chest, suddenly remembering something that he had been deliberately forgotten.

Pulling open the nightgown, the circular ring on the left breast seemed to silently remind himself: The turning point in his relationship with Sells originated from a rough and brutal accident, and there is no beautiful existence worth remembering.

Thinking of the beginning, Sells had been looking for a one-night stand with great fanfare; when he discovered that it was Duny, he was even more hospitable and enthusiastic. now what?

He turned over and got out of bed, and found out the communicator belonging to Duny for many days, and dialed the other party's terminal number directly.

"Sales, remember me?"

The marshal who was about to go over the wall stopped his actions: "What's the matter, baby?"

Naryn: "You call anyone so frivolous?"

Sayles was taken aback: "Only you."

Naryn couldn't say a word anymore, and his heart gradually sank to the bottom.

At that moment, heavy sorrow swept over him, and he felt that he was a joke-he thought that Selce had been moved by "Doni", but for various reasons, the initial heartbeat ended without disease and turned into The hazy melancholy... and this melancholy will eventually be consumed by time, and nothing will be left in the end.

The "tryst meeting" over the past few days has even blinded his eyes, giving him the illusion that Sells is empathizing with the deity, but the truth is...

"Huh? Why don't you speak?" Sayles said softly to the extreme.

The thin man stepped barefoot on the floor, his thin lips pressed tightly. The speechless and turbulent sense of sorrow and grief encroached on all emotions, and the strong to extreme self-esteem was severely crushed at that moment.

Why should he treat him this way?

How could he be ambiguous to "other people" after treating himself like that?

The inconsistent "affection" of Sells caused him the pain of "betrayed".

Rather than endure the pain in the long temptation, it is better to take a straightforward action.

——It's time to end this farce.

"Naren?" Sells cried out suspiciously. "What's the matter?"

"Don't call me!" The prince drowned in grief and anger sneered and angered: "Maybe I should bless you and your Lan insects to love each other?"

Sells: "???"

Naryn took a deep breath and said in a very restrained tone: "Don't come to me anymore."

Sells frowned: "Naren? You..."

Communication was interrupted.

He suddenly had a bad hunch, staring at the communication information on the terminal for a while-since he saw through Donny, out of a certain evil and secret mood, the marshal of Meng Sao secretly rubbed the other party's remarks. The name was changed from "Lan Chong" to "Naren Big Baby". After changing the remarks, he hasn't contacted "Doni" for a long time, not to mention communication, even fewer messages are sent.

Just now, after seeing the eye-catching "Naren" in front of the correspondent applicant, the marshal was overwhelmed by love, thinking that "Baby is finally going to showdown" and couldn't wait to have a verbal chat after being connected. .

Changing the two communication numbers with the same nature but different natures into remarks with little difference, it turned out that something was going to happen.

Sells: "..." The conversation just now seemed very problematic.

The Marshal who suspected that he "has already known the truth" had a strong sense of guilty conscience.

But a certain prince in a sad mood, holding his communicator, later realized that something was wrong.

He obviously used a "Doni" communicator, but what did Sells call him just now?

It seems that it is his name. real name. Naren.

Naryn: "..."

He suddenly realized that something worse than Sells's two boats.

In the darkness, it became silent for a long time. After a moment, Naryn wiped his face severely, began to pace back and forth anxiously, and finally dropped the communicator severely.

"What's this?!" Narren murmured to himself, "He shouted ‘Naren’ to ‘Doni’?"

Angrily kicked the communicator--

"He knew I was Duny a long time ago???"

"hypocritical!"

"Superb acting!"

"What else does he know?!!!"

"Conspiracy! Scam! Shameless and indecent!"

If Sells had already known his secrets, then he had done those stupid things under the identity of "Doni", and the black history that he was going to bury forever, wouldn't it be exposed? ! It even included... the beginnings of all bad luck-things he tried so hard to deny even if he was charged with "treason"... Does Sells also know?

"Boom--" The unspeakable complex emotions swallowed him.

As soon as Sayles, who had gone back and forth, walked in, he saw Prince Naryn with a flushed face, as if he was about to faint in shame.

He coughed, cheeky and circled people behind him.

"Baby?"

What responded to him was a very lethal look.

"I……"

Naron said blankly: "Marshal Sayles, it's late at night, why are you appearing in Charvie's house?"

Sells: "Naren, I..."

Naryn: "At this time, you should make up a perfect reason to fool me and pretend that nothing happened."

Sells: "Hey, baby I..."

Narren: "Can you call others?"

"No, I just call you." Since the matter had been exposed, Sayles had a smashed expression on his face. He leaned forward and quickly kissed his lips. One hand was particularly proficient in the slender. On the back of his neck, the prince with his eyes open tasted exceptionally delicious, and he couldn't help kissing again.

Naryn tilted his head and held out his hand to resist: "Talk well."

Sells grabbed his hand and looked at him intently with deep eyes, with strong and undisguised affection surging in his eyes.

During these days, for someone’s self-esteem higher than ordinary people and, out of a certain self-consciousness, Sells gave up the right to choose, only hoping that his efforts can soften the ice until he gets a sweet response. .

But in the current situation, even if things deviated from the estimation-the secrets of the past few days have been clarified without warning, Naren is not surprisingly embarrassed and angry. But when it came time to face the trouble, he was relieved.

Sells: "Okay, I listen to you."

——The hand against the body is not firm, and the attitude of the hand owner's refusal is not so tough on the surface.

This is already a special treatment given to him by a prince who does not like physical contact.

Sells felt that the joy in his chest was about to fill him, and his whole body was about to be overwhelmed by certain emotions called "satisfaction" and "joy." And this emotion quickly transformed into a stronger impulse, making him unable to help his breathing worsen.

"It's not for me." Naryn squinted and said, "Sels Monte, you better explain it clearly."

Sells: "..."

His palm touched the soft neck, and the smell of each other still remained in his lips and tongue. The first intimate contact between the two sides "when awake" made him reluctant to say something horrible.

"Naren, everything can't be clearer." Sells hugged him.

"Oh, why didn't I figure out anything?" The prince, who was sober from the emotional fog, was extremely difficult to fool.

Even if he can hide it once, can he hide it for a lifetime?

Considering that the person in front of him is a life-long partner of his own choosing, Sells had to confess the details seriously.

Naryn's face darkened as he listened, and when he heard "I'm so happy to see that you didn't refuse, I came here every night", he pushed Sells away angrily.

——Made, do you even know about him pretending to be asleep?

Can you keep a secret for each other?

I feel like I can't breathe anymore!

Sells smiled and touched his neck: "My dear, I don't have any secrets for you anymore. Why don't we..." Kiss?

Naron interrupted him: "No, I'm not in the mood."

Sells: "So I have to do something to make my mood better."

Naron reminded him: "It's past zero."

Sells answered: "Then I will watch you sleep."

Naryn: "..."

He now has a heavy shadow over the behavior of "sleeping". Not to mention that when Sayles said this, his smile was very meaningful, like a secret signal to somebody.