Intergalactic Era of Gossip

The snacks Hagrid prepared had already been swept away. The remaining chefs obviously did not inherit his good craftsmanship, and Narren's appetite gradually diminished. Since there was no mission in hand, the return journey was extremely long, and there were not many entertainment equipment on board, so he could only sit opposite Sells.

The moment the two landed coincided with the quietest morning of the day in the imperial capital. The dawn had just broken, and everything was still asleep. Sells abducted the half-dreaming and half-awake prince directly to his residence.

Naren opened his eyes and saw the Linton community bathed in light golden morning glory. He looked around, and his brain turned, Sells did not send him back to the Charvey house, but took him to his residence.

He did not express any opinions on this arrogant behavior, but it was really annoying that he could not sleep well until he woke up naturally, so that his whole person was embarrassed.

Sells noticed his state and said, "I'm going to park, you can go in first. If you are sleepy, go to the bedroom to sleep for a while." He said naturally, "You know the password."

Naron: "..." Why is there an illusion that he has lived here for several years? You know, counting the last time, this is his second visit here.

After thinking about it, he decided that he should still maintain the necessary courtesy, and said reservedly: "This is not good."

Sells smiled: "There are unopened pajamas in the closet."

Naren shook his head: "No, I'm not sleepy."

Sells sighed regretfully.

Naryn: "..."

"If you are hungry, there is food in the kitchen."

Naron nodded. It was indecent to sleep in someone else's house, but it made sense to have breakfast.

Sells looked at him for a long time and asked, "Really don't take a break anymore? The dark circles are coming out."

This is not thanks to someone. First, I pulled him to watch the so-called night view of Dalji, and then sneaked into the room late at night to harass him. There were several jumps and bumps on the way back... Finally I fell into a drowsiness, but I got my goal. land. The haggard Prince is very depressed at the moment.

He should go home.

Even after going back, he has to face repeated interrogations from his father and brother, but he can always cope with it as long as he has a tough attitude. However, he chose to remain silent after discovering that there was something wrong with the return route, so half of the current situation was caused by his letting go.

A few seconds later, Naryn got out of the car and closed his clothes.

Sells: "I'm coming right away." He started the car and drove to the garage.

Naren walked to the door and quickly typed in the password, only to hear a "click" and the door opened.

Due to the long-term maintenance of the home cleaning system, even if the owner is away from home for a few days, the house remains tidy and clean. From a distance, the warm color sofa exudes a soft luster in the light.

——I finally came back from the planet Darj. Traveling is really tiring!

Naryn let out a long sigh of relief, loosened the button on the top of his shirt, kicked off the shoes, bent over and took out the household shoes from the shoe cabinet. Somewhere with gray-green eyes, he suddenly noticed something unusual: a pair of red high-heeled shoes abruptly placed among all men's shoes.

Why are women's shoes hidden in Sells's house?

He walked into the room and looked around curiously. There was nothing unusual in the living room. The furnishings in it were almost the same as when he visited last time. After looking around, Naron calmed down his doubts for a while, and slowly slumped into the sofa. , Waiting for the owner to park the car and come back.

The garage was some distance from here, and the prince yawned and turned to look out the window. The first sun rises, and the light shines into the room, warm and mellow, and people can't help being lazy. But he couldn't really make up sleep in someone else's house. After thinking about it, he decided to go to the kitchen to find something to eat.

Remembering that the kitchen is on the left, recalling the experience of being led to visit each room last time, he accurately found the kitchen and began to search for the cabinets.

Sells didn't have much in stock, so Naren glanced around, took out the oatmeal from it, and boiled two cups of water. When the mellow smell diffused, he picked up the cup and returned to the living room.

"Hello." The curly-haired woman in a silk nightdress leaned enchantingly on the back of the sofa, her dark eyes narrowed slightly, her mouth pursed with a seemingly non-existent smile, and she looked at him.

Naryn: "..."

After a few seconds of crashing, the prince gradually reacted and looked back at the suspicious woman in a calm manner. Looking at his appearance, he was in his early thirties, graceful, with a dangerous atmosphere in his smile.

——Not like ordinary people.

He searched for a circle of well-known women in the imperial capital, and suddenly formed a bold conjecture, but he stepped forward steadily, put down the two cups of soaked oats, and asked: "Are you?"

The curly-haired woman smiled, did not directly answer his question, leaned over and took the oats from the coffee table. From Naryn’s perspective, you can see that looming...

He looked away in shock, his ears blushing involuntarily.

"Isn't this Sels's house?" the woman asked him amusedly, "Did I go to the wrong door?"

Naryn's eyes drifted: "You didn't go wrong."

The woman continued: "Oh... who are you from Sells?"

Naryn said conservatively: "Friends."

The woman touched the corners of her lips and repeated casually: "Friends."

She continued to ask: "A good friend who came into the room? I remember the territorial consciousness of that boy Sels was so outrageous."

That kid...

The woman in front of her was lying on Sells’ sofa in her dressing gown. The years did not leave too many marks on her face, but her soul was fascinating and interesting. She has a leisurely posture, and her talk reveals the intimacy towards Sells. This kind of intimacy is not between men and women, but is biased towards the elders' jokes on the younger generation.

Naryn could almost confirm the identity of the person in front of him.

"Mrs. Lihill." Naron cried out, "I didn't expect to meet you here. You are as beautiful as the rumors."

Rihir looked at him with a smile: "I haven't returned to the Imperial Capital for a long time, and you are as likable as the kid described." She patted the empty seat on her side, "Come and sit."

That fellow Selce had raised him before Mrs. Rihir?

Naren struggled to maintain her face and moved to sit beside her.

"I took the liberty to visit, did I bother you?"

Lihill shook his head and said with interest: "Sales didn't know that I was coming. I should ask this sentence. Did I bother you?"

Narren: "..." He finally understood who had inherited Sells's feeling of non-smiling.

Lihill leaned over: "He often takes you home?"

Narendra said, "I'm here for the second time."

Lihir: "Just the two of you?"

Naren bit his scalp and let out an "um".

She smiled and said "Oh", glanced at the door, and saw her precious son walking towards him with a grim face.

"Mother." Sells sat next to Narren quite naturally.

Naren was caught between the mother and the son, seemingly as stable as Mount Tai, but in fact he was nervous. He did not expect that Mrs. Lihir, who had not returned to the imperial capital all the year round, would appear in the house of Sells, and he would be in such an embarrassing situation. meet. His Royal Highness, who was tired from the journey, had dark circles under his eyes, and he hadn't taken much care of him after getting up in the morning. In such a bad state, he was hit by Sells's mother.

The point is that his arrival seems to have disturbed Mrs. Lihill's sleep.

Yu Guang glanced at the morning clock, the hour hand was just over six, and Mrs. Lihill was in a nightdress. It was obvious that she had only left the room after hearing the movement.

The teachings of his father and brother are still in his ears, and he is now full of regret that he shouldn't let Sells take himself home at an inappropriate time.

Sells also did not expect his mother to stay at home. Since divorcing Old Monte many years ago, this business woman has moved out of the imperial capital alone. In these years, apart from visiting his son and dealing with official affairs, he rarely came back again.

Mrs. Lihill said: "I got the news and rushed over immediately. It's just..." She looked at her honest and reliable son, "I originally wanted to live with you for a while, after all, I haven't seen you in so long... …" She touched her son's hair, "It's quite intriguing. It's a pity that I came back the day before yesterday and was so empty. I only waited for someone this morning. Oh, there are surprises."

"Unexpected joy" suddenly felt like sitting on pins and needles.

"Wait for me, I'll go in and get something." Mrs. Lihill blinked and got up and walked towards the guest bedroom.

Sells: "Remember to put on more coats. Here are two gentlemen, madam."

Rihir rolled his eyes introvertedly.

When her back disappeared from her sight, Naryn had to turn her head "suddenly", and her eyes were bottomless.

Sells chuckled and leaned close to his ear and whispered: "Baby, do we count as seeing the parents like this?"

Narendra said: "Is my current situation very bad?"

Sells said sincerely that it was as good as ever.

Naryn shook his head, speechless to his straightforward aesthetic, silently fastened the top buttons, straightened his clothes, and stretched out his hair.

Sells thoughtfully said: "I'll help you." His palm hits a curled hair on the back of his head.

Naryn: "..."

Mrs. Rihir quickly folded back, holding a golden card in her hand, and shook it: "As Sells's mother, this is a meeting ceremony for his'friend'."

Sayles thoughtfully: "Friend?"

Mrs. Lihill turned sideways and gave her son a huge mocking look from an invisible angle.

--friend.

Sells: "..."

When Mrs. Lihill faced Narren, she returned to her gentle smile. She took his hand and stuffed the "meeting ceremony" in.

Naryn lowered his head, his eyes touched the palm of his hand, and he was stunned.