Interstellar Throne

Oz was about to withdraw his hand, but in the end his fingers twirled Song Xiao's hair.The ends of his hair are very soft, with his own warmth, obviously thin and weak, but it seems to extend through Ozzy's skin and into his blood.His fingers slowly sank into his hair and stroked gently.

At one point, Ozzy's wrist froze.

He withdrew his hand, got up and left the shuttle, and returned to the original bench.

He pulled out the e-book that he hadn't finished reading, and kept sliding his fingers across the pages, but his fingertips still firmly remembered the soft touch, and his blood suddenly boiled and rushed to his chest.

Song Xiao, who was sitting in the shuttle ship and fell asleep, tilted his head and hit the bulkhead, making a small muffled sound.

Ozzy's fingers, which were sliding the pages, stopped.

After a few seconds of silence, there was still only the sound of Song Xiao's steady breathing.

Ozzy closed the e-book, walked towards the cabin door, lowered his head, and saw Song Xiao who was about to fall under the chair.His hair slipped behind his ears, exposing his smooth forehead.Oz lowered his body, carried Song Xiao off the seat, and put him on the bed.

It was very late, Oz lay down beside Song Xiao and closed his eyes.

The night was very quiet, so quiet that even the slightest bit of sound was extremely clear.

Song Xiao's breathing was very shallow, slowly overflowing, with a certain bewitching meaning, invading Ozzy's thinking.

He stretched out his arms suddenly, covering Song Xiao's nose and mouth.

He just wanted Song Xiao's breathing to stop, not to enter his brain again, not to disturb his sleep.

Unable to breathe, Song Xiao frowned and pursed his lips.

The soft lips smacked Ozzy's palm slightly, and the impulse to boil blood surged again. Ozzy suddenly withdrew his hand and turned around.

Song Xiao, who recovered his breath, took a deep breath, turned over contentedly, and threw his arm on Ozzy's body.

Even in such darkness, Ozzy could still clearly see Song Xiao's fingertips, and his eyes followed the lines of the fingers to his wrist.

There is the slenderness unique to teenagers, but there is a strength and stubbornness in the slenderness.

Oz raised his hand and gently clasped Song Xiao's wrist. At that moment, he had the urge to crush him.

But Song Xiao turned around and turned around, only to hear a "bang--".

Ozzy's breath caught in his throat, and he didn't turn around.

Song Xiao didn't get up yelling "it hurts" or something like that, the sound of even breathing came like a spell, touching Ozzy's nerves.

Whenever Oz tried to resist the entanglement of the voice, he stayed away.

Ozzy Fine suffered from insomnia for the first time since birth.

At this moment, the dinner party at the Humphreys family was over, and the guests left in aircrafts.

Xi Weier sat in the courtyard, quietly looking at the large white roses.

"What are you thinking, my child?"

Silver's father, Bell Humphreys, came up behind him.

"It's nothing."

"Why didn't I see Dean Keith, the helmsman of 'Nebula'?" Bell's voice was tentative.

"Father, do you know why Dean Case is here?"

"Congratulations on your birthday on behalf of the Fine family."

Xi Weier's lips twitched: "Do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it." Bell smiled, "But it seems that you already know his whereabouts?"

"I broke him down." Xi Weier's voice was calm, and everything seemed as simple as picking a rose.

"What?" Bell frowned, "I believe you have a reasonable reason for doing this."

"Dean Case's goal is Song Xiao."

Bell smiled contemptuously: "Do they want to get information about 'cracking' from that child?"

"It's not for 'cracking'. Although I don't know the cause and process of the incident, I am sure that something happened to Ozzy Fine."

"Xivir, the current capital Xingboyun is treacherous. The lord Chu Feng, the Faen family, the mad king Tullio, and the Song family are all in this whirlpool. What we have to do is not to get involved in the whirlpool, but to do A bystander who chooses what is best for him. Do you understand?"

"I'm sorry, father. I shouldn't have shot." Xi Weier said softly.

"Even though you said 'sorry' to me, deep down you weren't really sorry. You didn't regret your decision."

"I have to do that."

"I won't influence any of your decisions. I just want to remind you that the stronger and more eye-catching a young Arthur is, the stronger Arthur will be before you have mastered everything." Destroy you. No one will leave potential competitors for himself. Arthur's world is also cruel."

"I know, father."

"I'll take care of Dean Case."

"Thank you."

Xi Weier's eyes still stayed on the large white rose, as if blood was about to ooze from the center of the stamen.

The next day, when Shao Chen woke up Song Xiao, Song Xiao found himself sleeping on the ground!

He touched the back of his head, it hurt a little.

The most important thing is that he couldn't remember how he was lying on the ground!His memory stuck with the time he and Ozzy were doing the mock exercises.

Grinning and crawling up, he found that Ozzy had slept soundly with his back turned to him, and he suddenly became angry.

Oh shit!I have suffered so much for you!

I just cleared the level with you yesterday!The room is mine!The bed is mine too!I even saved your life!You let me sleep on the floor and even ignored me!

The back of my head hurts, you know that!

Ignoring his messy hair like a bird's nest, Song Xiao jumped onto the bed, sat on Ozzy's body suddenly, and swung his fists to beat him up.

With his eyes closed, Oz firmly clasped Song Xiao's wrist.

"Go down."

There was persecution in his voice.

"You're going to sleep on the floor for me!"

Song Xiao waved his other hand again, vowing not to give up until he hits this guy!

When he was about to touch the tip of Oz's nose, this hand was also held by the opponent.

Ozzy opened his eyes, his eyes defeated Song Xiao's momentum, and fell straight into his mind.

"I said, go down."

The cold command tone made Song Xiao furious.

"Don't go down!" Song Xiao stared at the other party, suddenly thought of something, and put a rogue smile on his lips, "I'm going to ride you, can you still beat me? You better beat me in the head! Beat me up If you are stupid, no one will go to the research institute with you!"

As Song Xiao spoke, he leaned down arrogantly.

He knew that Ozzy didn't like other people's approach, but he decided to get close to him, exhaled deliberately, and blew on the other's elegant eyelashes.

Look at me disgusting you to death!

Ozzy's ice blue eyes darkened at that moment.

The fingers that clasped him became harder and harder, as if they were going to be embedded in his bones.

Song Xiao tried to twist his wrist, but Ozzy had no intention of letting go.

At that moment, Song Xiao had a bad premonition, this guy might be angry!

"Hey! Let me go! Don't you want me to go down! If you don't let me go, how can I go down!"

Now Song Xiao just wants to stay away from him.

But Ozzy just looked at him, his dark eyes seemed to engulf him in an instant.

Song Xiao found that he couldn't look away, and this feeling of being restrained made him panic.

"I'm going to have breakfast! I'm going to class! I'm going to be late! Let me go!"

Ozzy's knee slowly lifted up, just touching Song Xiao's waist, which made Song Xiao lean closer to Oz.

He felt that he was falling from a height and was about to fall into the black hole in Oz's eyes.

"Hey!" Song Xiao shook his body, trying to get out of the opponent's control.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Song Xiao always felt that Oz was staring at his lips.That gaze seemed to hook the tip of his tongue.

Song Xiao pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Ok, more patience!Anyway, the one who is struggling is you and not me!

Song Xiao stared at Oz, Oz didn't even blink his eyes, but Song Xiao's eyes became sore.

Obviously, the result of this contest was established from the beginning!

Song Xiao's tears were about to fall, but Ozzy's eyes on him did not even waver in the slightest.

Song Xiao gritted his teeth, turned his face sideways, and finally avoided Ozzy's gaze.

"Can I lose? I will sleep on the floor from now on. Can you let me go?"

Losing Song Xiao's gaze, Ozzy followed Song Xiao's chin to trace the line of his neck.

It was a smooth beauty, like his flight path.

"I won't be riding you again, I mean it..."

The more Song Xiao talked, the less imposing he became.

He had been so subdued, why didn't Ozzy Fine let him go?

"...Your Excellency Fine, I was wrong... Please..."

Damn, I can't go on!Song Xiao, can you lose face even more?

Why?Why?It was you, not Ozzy Fine, who fell off the bed and knocked his head!

"Hey! Are you going to let it go? If you don't let me go, I'll fall on you!"

Ozzy let go suddenly, and Song Xiao, who had lost his strength, suddenly fell on the opponent.

Just as Song Xiao was about to prop himself up, his chin was caught and he was forced to raise his neck. Something warm and soft touched the skin on his neck. The next second, the pain hit, and Song Xiao yelled up.

"what--"

It was Oz who bit down hard.

Song Xiao's pain almost disappeared.