Miko

Arian is a very restrained person. Even if his life is only black and white, he can quickly adjust and adapt.Even Drake gets a headache when he gets used to something.

At 2 o'clock in the morning, after the special exercise, Arian went to take a bath habitually.Derek felt itchy in his heart and forced to follow.After entering the water, Drake couldn't hold back, and half-invited and forced to push Arian down for a vigorous exercise.Not to mention the fascination in his heart, after the exercise ended, Arian started to lose his temper.

"One week." Aryan said coldly.

Drake was dissatisfied: "It's just done one more time than agreed..."

"Two weeks!" Aryan interrupted Drake's complaint.

So, the most evil and mysterious existence of Spreiss—the dark king Drake-sama went out with a stinky face and flicked his sleeves.

Aryan looked at Drake's back and sighed inaudibly, his waist was still a little weak, and he desperately needed a rest.He's getting used to it, but he's still baffled by Drake's enjoyment of it.While the process did bring some fun, there was nothing but emptiness when it was over.

What the hell does this mean?

With a thought in his mind, Arian drew a circle in the air with his fingers, and a black water mirror condensed into shape, slowly showing a figure.

The young man with golden brown hair was lying on his side on a narrow single bed, his mid-length hair, which was obviously cut off at will, scattered wantonly on his cheeks, but he couldn't hide his handsome facial features.His waist was tightly encircled by a powerful arm, and a few strands of black hair were wrapped around his neck, adding a bit of charm.

It is obviously a bed for one person to sleep in...why do they have to be crowded together?Arian suppressed the little displeasure in his heart.Although he let Timmir and Lucius live together, he still felt a little unhappy every time he looked at them.

Timir slept a little restlessly, and Arian didn't look at it for long before he began to squirm and try to change his sleeping position.Lucius woke up almost immediately, looked at Timmel's sleeping face with eyes full of love, and carefully brushed the hair with his hands, and adjusted it into a more comfortable human cushion according to Timir's posture .

Seeing that tenderness made Arian's teeth ache, and it was like turning a five-flavored bottle in his heart, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy.

Timir was ignorant, and continued to sleep soundly, with his hands and feet stretched out into large characters.Lucius was aggrieved and squeezed into the corner, but judging by the expression on his face, it was very helpful.

When Lucius kissed Timir's forehead with a smile on his face, Arian finally couldn't bear it anymore and pierced the mirror, and returned to the stone bed full of irritability.

Drake isn't here!

It is said to be a stone bed, but it has an elegant layout no less than that of the Watchman Temple.Silk satin quilts, soft pillows, chic accessories, and smoke-like gauze curtains... But no matter how you look at it, Arien has the feeling of a wedding room.This made his face gloomy again!

He's a man, and Drake coaxes him like a woman... It's a disgusting thing.

Arian knew that Drake must not have left a hundred meters away, otherwise he would definitely feel something wrong, and his body would move towards Drake uncontrollably.

What does that mean now?To show him face?Arian's blue eyes were suddenly clouded.Maybe Drake is spying on him!

Enough is enough!

Arian sneered, lying comfortably on the bed, closing his eyes, breathing became shallow and long.Just sleep, what does it matter whether Drake is there or not?

He really regretted it, how could he think that Drake was actually not good at expressing, and was actually harmless.In fact, Drake is not only vicious and domineering, but also loves to play with others in the palm of his hand.Acquiescing to the relationship between Lucius and Timmel is probably just another game of Drake when he is bored.

Arian should have felt good sleep, but strangely, the bedding was as comfortable as ever, but he couldn't sleep soundly after tossing and turning.It was obviously the slightest flicking sound of the gauze curtain, and even his own breathing made him inexplicably anxious, and the sound of the hourglass pouring down made Arian's headache feel like it was about to burst.

Arian didn't do anything, just turned over vigorously, closed his eyes tightly and forced himself to fall asleep.He has developed a self-controlled and patient character since he was in the Watchman Temple, and he is extremely cautious in his words and deeds, for fear of arousing the slightest suspicion of Father God. This kind of personality is extremely difficult to change now.Although he really wanted to try to overturn the hourglass, or cast a silence restraint, but he was very clear that it was himself who was shaking now, not anything outside.

Huh——Arian turned around a few times, and the freshness after taking a bath was quickly replaced by heat.He opened his shirt a little, exhaling the heat from his body.

What was it like when Drake slept with him?Arian naturally thought of the usual times... It seemed that Drake always lazily made some harmless pornographic jokes, and then laughed at his poisonous tongue.Uh... Of course, when it comes to the latter, Arien is always suppressed and then forced to accept the bedtime routine!

However, that doesn't always seem to be the case!Occasionally, Drake would do nothing, and often when he woke up, he would see Drake looking at him with two eyes, but with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Arian felt that his headache was getting worse, but he couldn't tell where it hurt.He sat up abruptly, bent his knees and pressed his forehead against it, as if this would relieve him a little.

Sweat suddenly broke out on his body, and it was sticky and uncomfortable.Arian lifted off the thin quilt, and imitated Timir seen in the water mirror and stretched himself into a large font.

He has never tried to do as he pleases before, but this feeling actually means comfort, and even the inexplicable dryness in his body is relieved a lot.

"Timer!" Aryan was a little annoyed, he really wanted to ask this familiar yet unfamiliar son, why could he tolerate Lucius being so close to him?Just imagining the look in Drake's eyes made him very uncomfortable, and he wished he could run as far away as possible.

Arian turned over on his side on the bed, imagining that Timur was doing the same thing... Then, Lucius would definitely catch Timmel with a smile... After that, it was logical...

His head began to ache again, and Aryan knocked his forehead on the bed a few times irritatedly, and buried his face in the quilt with some breathlessness—why did his son get mixed up with a monster?And it still looks pretty sweet...so scary!

But Lucius is obviously much better than Drake...

Arien was half asleep and half awake with repeated headaches. He said that he was asleep, and he could hear every bit of the movement around him, but if he said he was not asleep, it didn’t look like—he had a strange feeling. A sense of disobedience, as if Drake was still lying beside him as usual.

He wanted to open his eyes to confirm, but felt that his eyes were sore, so he simply turned over and let his consciousness fall into a deeper sleep.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Arian always felt that someone was pulling his hair. Although he felt a little unhappy, this kind of action made him feel very at ease, and he fell asleep more soundly without knowing it.

Arian would wake up at a fixed point every morning, no matter how late he fell asleep the night before.This is another bad habit developed in the Overwatch Temple... Arian looked at the faint dark circles under his eyes in the mirror and laughed at himself.

The mornings were uneventful without Drake.When Arian combed his hair, he suddenly remembered that if Drake was here, he would definitely tease him again.

"Master Arian..."

Arian suddenly woke up from the fugue, and found a monster with thin hands and feet, trembling with its big head on its head, standing about four or five meters away from him.

Apart from Drake and Arian, there are no other living people in the sealed land.Arian doesn't know what Drake's mentality is, but Arian himself doesn't want to be seen from the bottom of his heart.Both of them were used to someone taking care of trivial matters, so Drake made some undead monsters to serve them.

However, in view of Arian's inborn aversion to monsters, those monsters are basically hidden in the dark, try to avoid appearing in front of him.

"What's the matter?" Aryan asked lightly.I don't know if it was because of the light power controller, those monsters were very afraid of him.That's good, at least, it won't make him suffer from the memory of being abused by Drake in front of the monsters.

"Guests are coming from the sealed island, my lord, please come over!" The monster stammered for a long time before expressing his meaning clearly.

To be honest, Drake's aesthetics are really not that good, those monsters are fabricated to be nondescript, most of them look like deformed children.Although Arien knew what they looked like, it was the first time he saw them face to face.Although he really wanted to say no, but for some reason, he couldn't bear to see the little monster trembling in fear.

Seeing Arian nod his head, the little monster suddenly became happy: "My lord said, it's better for you to dress up nicely..."

Arien burst into flames, and before he could get mad, the little monster ran away quickly, and the high-pitched and thin voice echoed in the underground cave. "My lord, you must dress up beautifully!~~"

There was no need to argue with a mindless guy, Arian took a deep breath, feeling a little annoyed.He has always been restrained, but this advantage is useless to Drake, on the contrary, it tends to degenerate more and more.

Out of rebellious psychology, Arian deliberately picked up a plain black robe and put it on, and then walked slowly towards where Drake was.

After meeting Drake, Arian finally understood what the little monster meant by dressing up nicely.

Drake uncharacteristically wore a gorgeous black robe today, with elegant patterns embroidered on the fabric.He sat on a huge throne, with gem ornaments on his forehead, chest, and slender knuckles.The whole person looks noble and domineering.That's not to mention, he didn't have a sullen face as usual, with a faint smile on his lips, looking with interest at the guests who were some distance away from him.

Arian's footsteps only paused when he saw Drake, and then he walked all the way to the seat near Drake and sat down, neither saluting nor planning to speak.

"My lord... who is this?" The cold voice was a bit cool, but it gave off a pleasant feeling.

Arian looked towards the voice and found that the guest who spoke was a very young man.It looks like he is in his early twenties, not a teenager anymore.But he has a pale complexion and delicate facial features. Only his palm-sized face, against the background of a slightly loose magic robe, makes him full of youthful youthfulness, which makes people feel pity naturally.

"Lance, your recent performance is very good! The number of believers in the Overwatch Temple among humans is decreasing..." Drake's tone was habitually lazy. He ignored the man's question and took the topic to another direction .

Therefore, Lance's eyes only lingered on Arian for a while, and then moved back to Drake.The love and admiration are obvious and undisguised.

For some reason, Arian suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

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~铛铛铭, so it was staged~ Regardless of the small number of words, I tried hard to think about their possible reactions for a long time~ Thank you dears for following up here~ If there is no change in the next article, I will write "Professional Savior", one The history of blood and tears of Huaxin Gong being trained by Xiaoshou~