The evil demon king in the puppy stage grabs my little biscuits

"The reason why I hug you...to sleep with you is because..." Hino was suddenly enveloped by a huge sense of powerlessness.

He really wanted to seriously explain to Ilsa the difference between friendship and love, but at this moment, for some reason, the witch apprentice who had ridiculed him so much that day seemed to suddenly appear in front of him, grinning wildly at him.

"When Gregal left, he didn't ask Prime Minister Sandy to give him a hug..."

"Your Excellency is different. Beauty is almost your racial talent. It's no wonder that His Royal Highness Berrengo is still willing to be at your mercy."

"The prime minister of Xingguo, using her beauty to drive the little dragon warrior who has not fully understood?"

……

Hino crossed his arms with both hands, pinched his arms with his fingers, and closed his eyes tightly.

He felt like he was trapped in a nightmare, and the words of the apprentice priest really made him sick, so that he dreamed of such a terrible thing.

This is ridiculous.

He wanted to wake up from this nightmare quickly.

"Liu Guang also hugged you often, and told you bedtime stories." Hino mustered up the courage to open his eyes and look at Ilsa.

Even if it was a nightmare, he still had to appease the dragon in his dream: "The reason I treat you this way is because you are still a little dragon cub, and you were separated from your mother when you were young, and you need more love and care than Di Carlo and Tai Lun——Brother's Caring."

His explanation made the pain in Ilsa's eyes worse.

"Ilsa?" Hino felt that his life was in his hands, and he begged Ilsa to give him some response: "When you grow up, there will be many, many suitable partners for you. When you think about what you did to me today, you will definitely feel that you were so stupid when you were a child, how could you treat the relationship between brothers as love?"

Ilsa swallowed slowly, the desperate pain in his eyes seemed to be pushed back into his body with difficulty by rolling along his Adam's apple, he pursed his lips and grinned, squinted his eyes at Hino, and asked sullenly: "Ilsa Did Sa get it wrong? How could it be? Stupid, isn't it?"

As if grasping at straws, Hino took a step forward and continued to explain excitedly: "Do you understand? It's just... confused, because you are too young!" He excitedly showed a flattering smile, His left hand trembled and wanted to touch Ilsa's flushed cheeks, but he didn't dare, and continued to comfort him in an upside-down manner: "But it's okay, I was much stupider than you when I was young, and I believed the words of Priest Aowei, I am the most The silly one, and Ilsa is just...just confused, I, Brother Tai Lun... Brother DiCarlo, and Brother Gary, are all yours..."

Hino stared at Ilsa's face excitedly, hesitated for a moment, and asked in a low voice with doubts, "Why don't you seem to call me Brother Hino? Then neither does that brother?"

Intense pain was caught off guard again in Ilsa's eyes. He frowned and stared at Hino, and asked in a hoarse voice, "No? Why?"

"Because when you took shape, the first word you learned to say was 'Nana'." Hino hurriedly explained for him: "You...you're used to calling me 'Nana', it's just a title It’s just that different doesn’t mean anything.”

Ilsa stared at the nervous elf with a pair of purple pupils, as if she was on the verge of death.

Shino also looked at him.

In the end, it was still Ilsa who compromised first.

"Yes, I'm used to it." Ilsa pulled up the corner of his mouth and showed a smile that made Hino feel anxious, he kept nodding towards Hino, and laughed self-deprecatingly: "It doesn't mean anything...then that knows Isa best. "

Ilsa's compromise didn't make Hino feel relaxed.

On the contrary, his heart felt very uncomfortable. Hino felt that the dragon in front of him was constantly moving away from him. He really wanted to hug Ilsa tightly immediately, and after the misunderstanding of this night's earth-shattering disaster was over, everything returned to normal .

But now he didn't dare to make any intimate gestures to this dragon at all, he tentatively asked: "It's late, is Ilsa sleepy?"

"Is that going to sleep?" Ilsa replied with a muffled voice, "Just sleep here, Isa wants to eat something, so I'm leaving."

"I'll wait for you to come back." Hino looked at him and begged, "Can I tell you a bedtime story?"

After a moment of silence, Ilsa shook her head: "Go to sleep."

Ilsa turned and walked out of the wing alone.

Hino made the bed, and found a thin quilt for Ilsa from the cupboard.

Although Ilsa has the talent of banning dragons, but physically she is a flame dragon, she hates stuffy heat, and she doesn't like to cover herself with quilts in winter.

Sometimes when he sleeps with Shino in his arms, he will kick the quilt off the bed. In the morning, the part where Shino leans against Ilsa is often warm, while the part without the blanket is numb from the cold.

He had to find just enough thickness that he wouldn't shiver and Ilsa would want to kick the quilt off, and there happened to be a blanket just like that in the cupboard.

Hino took out the blanket and spread it on the bed. He stood by the bed blankly for a while, then turned around and went to the cupboard as if he couldn't wait to go, and took out the quilt that was put in just now, and spread it next to the blanket.

He had never shared the quilt with Ilsa before.

After it was made in this way, Hino sat by the window and waited for a quarter of an hour. Before Ilsa came back, he got into the thick quilt first, leaned on the head of the bed and waited.

An hour and a half passed, and Ilsa hadn't returned.

Hino got up and put on his shoes, and slowly opened the door like a thief without making a sound.

He tiptoed upstairs to the restaurant kitchen to look for it.

Upstairs, only the lights on both sides of the corridor were still on, and the restaurant was dark, with no one there.

Hino's heart was empty for a moment, he looked around aimlessly, and saw that outside the terrace on the west side of the corridor, the originally pitch-black night sky had turned leaden gray.

It was almost dawn.

Hino suddenly realized that he couldn't wait for Ilsa to go back to his room to listen to his storytelling.

He turned around and went downstairs quickly, walking towards the wing room as if fleeing, his mind buzzing.

Seeing someone walking towards him, Xinuo trembled all over, as if he had been hit by a thief.

That man was the butler on duty at night. Seeing that Hino was still wandering in the corridor so late, he immediately walked over and nodded to salute, asking what help Hino needed.

"I'm a little thirsty." Hino replied nonchalantly.

"You can ring the bell in the southeast corner of the bedroom to notify us to serve you." All the attendants of the Alliance were dispatched from the Aowei Palace. The guard room of the servants.

"I see." Shino nodded, gesticulating to leave, then turned around and asked inadvertently, "Have you seen Your Excellency Berrengo?"

The attendant immediately replied: "Your Excellency Burengo ordered me to vacate a bedroom upstairs and sleep upstairs temporarily. He said that you are not used to living in the guest room and will stay in his bedroom for a few nights."

Shino's eyes jerked for a moment, but he didn't show any painful expression, he just nodded, turned and walked towards the wing, his feet seemed to be on cotton, and he tried his best not to look weird in his walking posture.

Back in the room, all the strength in his body seemed to be exhausted. He lay down on the bed, obviously extremely exhausted. For some reason, he couldn’t close his eyes. He looked numbly at the relief on the ceiling, which was a relief of the gods enshrined by the Aowei tribe.

He began to fantasize that this room was cursed by Aowei's witch clan. Ilsa was driven by the curse to make those unbelievable actions. All of this was Aowei's conspiracy, so Naijia gave After making a one-year contract, he has already figured out how to snatch Ilsa away.

On the other hand, Hino seemed to hear a voice in his heart that kept questioning himself.

Ask yourself what you are afraid of and what you are avoiding.

He knew that it was the part of the villain that was locked deep in his heart when he was young that had reappeared.

That villain, when he met Ilsa when he was 14 years old, was obviously completely released by him and merged with him, because he needed to believe in his own courage, regardless of the eyes of the whole world.

But now, Ilsa suddenly didn't need him to tell bedtime stories, and Hino felt that part of his soul was suddenly separated from him again, and walked back to that dark and deep corner.

My mind went blank, but I just couldn't sleep.

The other quilt next to him became extremely obtrusive, and Hino suddenly supported his exhausted body, turned over and got out of bed, shoved the other quilt back into the cabinet in a rude and arrogant manner, and closed the door tightly.