Three-day moon in Wang Caili [Comprehensive]

Coming down to Uruk by accident was originally a very troublesome thing for them who did not belong to this era.

But only here for a few days.Originally, Wang claimed that he was only staying here for a few days.Suddenly, he was very rude and didn't want to leave.

"Didn't Chaldea have those two guys who have nothing to do? Anyway, they will only make trouble for the king if they stay. Why don't they do something practical. Well, can't the king take a vacation!"

Wang said so righteously, and regarded this place as his vacation time that may only come once in thousands of years.

The two guys in the words refer to himself in different ranks.Wang didn't have any burden in his heart to let him who was not himself work overtime anyway.

"You are really united and friendly."

Mikazuki Zongjin said.

Believe me, there is absolutely no sarcasm in his words - just take it as it is.

In fact, he still has a small question. That day he was trapped in the independent space by the Demon God Pillar, and the king found him by relying on the lock of the sky.

Logically speaking, the three kings over there could all come here in this way, however, the one who finally appeared in front of San Ri Yue Zongjin was the Xian Wang.

——Oh... Thank you for your hard work.

The blue-haired young man looked over with the eyes of 'I understand without you explaining', as if tacitly acquiescing that the virtuous king with old arms and legs in his age had beaten the other two himself before forcing him to come over.

king:"……"

Wang probably wanted to say that it was only natural for him to come over—but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that it was true that he forced his way here.

So, he continued to change the subject without changing his expression.

Now that Yuezong's near-injury has healed on the third day, and he didn't complain of dizziness or chest pain, Wang put his arms around his chest and asked him solemnly: "You should have a clear understanding of your current identity."

Although he said he was asking, it was actually a definite tone.In other words, it was more like a notification, as long as Sanri Yuezong nodded his head, Wang could completely relax.

Sanri Yue Zongjin: "Yes."

Wang (actually surprised at his straightforwardness, but overall he is very satisfied): "Well, then tonight..."

Mikazuki Zongjin: "Please rest assured, I will always be your most loyal servant until I break it again."

king:"…………"

Again.

This guy is here again!

The king has declared his sovereignty several times in a fair and honest manner, and has firmly attached the identity of the princess to this beautiful blue-haired young man, and it seems that he has no intention of taking it off again.

However, Dao kept smiling, and it was considered a face to the king not to refute in person - he usually turned a corner to express his dissatisfaction without compromising.

Wang was angry.

This time, it falls into the very angry category.

Although being bumped by a knife is already a daily routine for him, it is hard to lose face as a king, and the matter of being bumped back, Wang still thinks that he is sure.

Wang went away in anger.

It's hard for him to hold back his temper, and he didn't get angry on the spot.

Sanri Yuezong was not in a hurry, and took a leisurely rest for a while before shaking out.

They are now living in the Uruk Palace, a place they are all too familiar with.

Except for the sudden addition of heroic spirits and sword spirits that do not belong to this era, everything here is operating as usual, including of course themselves in the past.

Unless the sky is falling, Gilgamesh in this era is absolutely handling government affairs unshakably.

It is said that Wang chose this place for vacation on a whim. One of the reasons is that he can see his past self buried by the stone slab until he vomits blood, but he can hug his stomach and laugh hahahahaha.

Gilgamesh in this era: "Even if you are the future king, you should get out of here!!!"

It turned out to be a pity that Wang became self-willed and could even beat himself, let alone watch his own jokes.

Sanri Yue Zongjin said that he was going to find Wang, but after looking around, the one he finally found was not the one who ran away in anger.

When he approached, the blond man on the throne rested his head on his hands, but his eyelids couldn't help sliding down.

Beside the throne, I didn't see the figure exactly like him, which was very strange.

After March Zong approached, before he had time to speak, the man who seemed to be drowsy opened his eyes in time.

Looking at him with cold red eyes, a thoughtful look appeared first when he saw him.And then, the man said: "It's just in time, give me a shoulder rub."

Sanri Yuezong approached, "Me?"

The man snorted: "It's not the same, what's the difference?"

These words were very reasonable, and Sanri Yuezong couldn't refute them, so he went over and rubbed Wang's shoulders as he said.

Facts have proved that although he seldom takes care of others, he still has no problem rubbing his shoulders.

The strength started to be a little weak, and after the man frowned to remind him, he corrected it very easily.

"You seem to be very busy today."

On the third day, Yue Zong took a close look at the stone slabs piled up on the case, and concluded from experience that Wang had more important responsibilities today than in the past.

"Tomorrow is the festival." The king's brows were frowning again, and he said casually: "Otherwise, why would I let you...that guy took the kid to the temple to help."

"So it is."

Sanri Yuezong almost understood.

Now that he thinks back, he can't remember how many festivals he participated in in Uruk, and his memory has already faded.

He rubbed the man's shoulders, but he didn't rub it a few times. Soon, Gilgamesh motioned him to let go.

However, Sanri Yuezong was indeed loose at the beginning, but he changed his hands, and very naturally let his fingertips touch Wang's forehead, and then slid to the sides.

For people with headaches, rubbing the temples, even if it only plays a psychological role, will feel much more comfortable.

Gilgamesh wanted to stop it, but when the words came to his lips, he stopped again. He didn't say anything, just as acquiescing.

"Is that possible?"

After the whole process, she was even more silent than when she rubbed her shoulders just now, and Sanri Yuezong had just said this sentence.

After getting an affirmative answer, neither he nor the man seemed to have any intention of communicating.

Silence lasted until the end.

When Mikazuki Zongjin felt that it was all right, and he planned to let go.

Wang, who didn't know when to close his eyes again, suddenly said lightly:

"The king didn't go to see it."

"what?"

Sanri Yuezong didn't understand.

But at this time, the voice fell.What he heard again was a chuckle with a deeper meaning.

"The king said that he didn't look at the future related to you specifically, because he felt that it was meaningless, and it didn't matter whether he got it or not."

"However, let's see now."

"The happy result is that I have sent myself to this king. Are you still planning to admit it?"

"—I have fallen in love with this king, this fact."

He fell into contemplation inexplicably, thinking in his heart, why did the king think so confidently... Well, no.

He was actually thinking about the emotion of "love" that often appears in human beings.

Do you really own it?

If there is, it can be regarded as incredible.

"Can you tell me the basis?"

Even though he was well-informed, he still couldn't understand this question. After pondering for a moment, Mikazuki Zongjin actually asked the confident man directly.

At least on the surface, as if it was someone else's matter involved, Dao Ling's eyes were as cold as usual, but a little more curious: "How can you be sure that I - 'love' fell in love with you? "

Gilgamesh was also surprised by his question: "What? I need this king to tell you?!"

However, Wang could never be shy when facing such questions, and his attitude was very frank from the beginning to the end.

"It's very simple, just prove it directly."

And the way of this proof is also so straightforward.

Gilgamesh threw aside the slate that he couldn't finish reading anyway, and raised his hand to make room—

"Ok?"

Mikazuki Zongjin still let the man grab his wrist in confusion, and dragged him in front of him.

The man raised his eyes, his eyes seemed to say, what are you still doing?

Sanri Yuezong pondered his intentions.

Oh, it's going to be...

He smiled slightly, and sat on Wang's lap very bluntly: "Is that so?"

"Very good." Gilgamesh said: "This is a proof, have you written it down?"

Sanri Yue Zongjin: "...huh?"

Forgive him for not being able to follow Wang's train of thought.

The result has not yet been clarified, and the so-called next "proof" will start immediately.

Sanri Yuezong's originally calm expression was slightly moved.

The man's breath sprayed on his neck without hesitation.

Gilgamesh wrapped his right hand around his waist, and after clenching it tightly, he let himself close to his neck.

The other hand opened the skirt of the young man's chest, but he didn't pull it completely, but loosened the collar roughly.

The aura with a little warmth, just at this moment, spilled like a touch.Moreover, along with the lips that were lightly pressed up together, there seemed to be a tendency to slide down again.

"Haha... what are you doing?"

From his mouth, there was a muffled laugh.

This move was too blatant and obviously crossed the line.

Sanri Yue Zongjin just tilted his head slightly, looking down, trying to figure out why Wang did this.

"It's very itchy. It may make me think that you want to bite me quietly."

"It's not quietly." This chuckle also leaked from a very low place, "Whatever this king wants to do, he will do it openly."

He really bit it up, his teeth rubbed against the delicate skin of his neck, leaving marks like marks.

"...Oh, if you plan to do this, I will not continue to cooperate."

Sanri Yuezong said.

What he said about cooperating naturally meant letting this man go on.

However, Gilgamesh said: "Don't you want to prove it? That's it. What it feels like to be touched by this king, try it again, and you will know."

Sanri Yuezong looked at him closely: "...it seems to make sense."

Gilgamesh: "Hmph, of course! This king is helping you very seriously."

So, one last try, I mean...

Their eyes met.

Gilgamesh's red eyes were deep, and the look in them was more open than before.

He leaned down slightly, intending to turn around and grab the blue-haired young man's head, and kiss him.

"..."

It fell through.

Three-day Yuezong backed away in time before the king's face turned black, but his face was thoughtful: "I probably understand how to make sure, thank you very much. But..."

Wang was in a bad mood, but he seemed to be in a good mood.

"In this period, you, uh, uh, it's not easy to tell the truth. In summary, I will resign first, and you work hard."

After finishing speaking, he threw Gilgamesh away, and the willful knife that had not been changed at any time floated away.

Gilgamesh:"……"

The three-day Yuezong walked away, so he didn't care about the past. The king was furious at the stone slab.

Immediately after the previous intention of coming, he should be looking for another one—that is, the king who came here with him, and he doesn't know if the king is still angry.

Ok.

The answer soon surfaced.

--No.

Wang, of course, has not calmed down.

Standing on the edge of the high platform outside the palace, where you can look down on the entire Uruk, the king's blond hair and the long scarf behind his head are flying together.

The man standing with arms folded looked indifferent, even if a blue shadow appeared in the corner of his eyes, he did not turn his eyes away.

"Humph!"

Well, it was just a heavy snort.

Mikazuki Zongjin justifiably looked at him from the side.

The more he looked at it, the more he found out.

I don't know when, he wanted to tolerate him, and he didn't feel angry anymore when he heard all kinds of domineering self-talks that ignored his ideas.

Wang is actually quite cute.

Also, he seems to be...

Really like him.

It's not the liking of a weapon to a satisfied master, because having a master like Wang will only make the weapon a headache, and the deviant sword is one of the victims.

Oops.

This sudden discovery surprised Grandpa Dao very much.

He felt that he could try the verification method he learned from the past king on this angry king, and the result might be more reliable.

"Wang, may I offend you?"

Wang (answered in seconds): "No."

"Really? Then I can only solemnly apologize to you first, and then..."

Sensing that something was wrong, Wang just turned his head and opened his mouth to speak.

However, his words and his expression froze in the next moment.

There was a smile on the lips of the beautiful young man.

When he approached and met the man's surprised eyes.

The slightly parted lips brushed against Wang's earrings in his earlobe as if by coincidence.The slightly shifted kiss fell right next to Wang's ear.

"Your expression at this time... To be honest, even I, now, feel embarrassed."