A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The room was very quiet, and the sunlight came in from the skylight, filling the bedroom with bright light.

The morning breeze blows from the Crescent Lake outside, gently skimming over the water, shaking the tips of the emerald green lotus buds, and blowing into the open floor-to-ceiling windows.

In the corner of the room near the floor-to-ceiling windows, a brown fur ball curled up on the soft cushion, with two small front paws hugging its head and curled up into a ball, and two palm-sized small bodies undulating rhythmically.

The little milk lion was sleeping soundly, and a bunch of dull hair on the top of its head was swaying in the breeze blowing in.

On the big bed on the other side of the room, the boy was sleeping soundly like the little lion.

He turned sideways and bowed slightly.

A pair of strong brown arms hugged him tightly, so that half of his side cheek was pressed against the other's warm chest.

Heymos, who was hugging him, was much taller than Garlan. Holding him like this, he was almost enclosing him in his arms.

That action is not only guarding his most beloved treasure, but also unscrupulously declaring his possessive desire.

The wind brushed over that strand of snow-white forehead hair, causing it to shake slightly.

The man opened his eyes, his eyes were like golden red gemstones melted in the flame lava, they were obviously hot and scalding, but they became gentle when he looked at the boy in his arms.

Compared to the sleeping Garlan, Heymos slept very lightly, and just took a short nap. After all, he has been sleeping for more than 2000 years, and this may be the case in a short period of time.

He looked at Garlan with deep affection.

His eyes were no longer worrying about gains and losses and uneasiness from a day ago, nor was there that disturbing sense of unreality.

At this moment, Garlan was in his arms, his cheek pressed against his chest, and the warmth of his skin was continuously transmitted to the depths of his chest through the thin clothes.

This warmth is the source of heat that keeps his heart beating.

Garlan was sound asleep.

No wonder.

Last night, he took him in that strange golden spaceship to circle a large circle over the huge royal city, and he didn't come back until midnight.

Adding the night before, it can be said that Garlan didn't fall asleep until the middle of the night for two consecutive nights, and he was seriously deprived of sleep.

At this moment, Garlan tilted his head slightly, resting his head on Heymos' arm, with his mouth slightly open, breathing shallowly.

His brows were stretched, he had only grown up a few days ago, and there was still a little childishness on his face, which became more obvious when he fell asleep at this moment.

The short blond hair is a little messy scattered on the white cheeks. Although it is not as dazzling and bright as the morning light reflected when the long hair was spread out in the past, it gives people a refreshing feeling, with a childish look, which makes people look like feel cute.

I don't know if he was dreaming of something, his nose wrinkled, and then he arched his head into Heymos' arms.

It happened that his cheek was already attached to Heymos's chest, so he pushed his forehead against Heymos' chest. When he found that he couldn't push it, he seemed to be a little dissatisfied and hummed softly. With a sound, it fell silent.

It's just that Heymos was hit on the forehead, so the hair on the forehead became more messy, and the ends of the hair intertwined with the slender eyelashes.

Seeing the cute appearance of the boy in his arms arching back and forth in his arms like a kitten, the corners of Heymos' sharp eyes slightly curved, and his eyes were even more filled with a smile.

There is no need to worry about anything else, the boy in his arms already belongs to him completely.

And in the same way, he only belongs to the other party.

No one and nothing can ever separate them.

As long as he thinks this way, the depths of his heart seem to be filled with clouds of cotton, and the soft feeling spreads from the bottom of his heart to his whole body, as if he is surrounded by clouds and mist, lightly.

His eyes looked down on Garlan's face little by little, every point, every place, even though he was very familiar with it, and had been engraved in the deepest part of his heart, he still greedily couldn't get enough of it.

After a while, his eyes fell on Garlan's lips.

The sleeping boy's lips were slightly parted, and he breathed out a shallow breath.

Different from his thin and sharp lips, the young man's lips were neither thin nor thick, plump and moist, especially the bead on the upper lip, which made the arc between the lips almost perfect.

The lip color is a light pink, like cherry blossoms blooming in early spring.

Even if you just look at it like this, you can feel the sweet taste of the light pink lips.

Heymos stretched out his hand, held Garlan's chin, and gently stroked his pink lips with his thumb.

The soft and supple touch from the fingertips is hard to put down.

Even in his sleep, Garlan could feel his lips itching from being harassed, so instinctively, he stuck out his tongue to lick the itchy place.

Little did he know, as soon as he licked, the tip of his tongue licked the fingertips that were caressing his lips.

Watching the little pink tongue licking his fingertips, he clearly felt the numbness from his fingertips.

Heymos suddenly felt extremely thirsty, and there seemed to be a cluster of flames burning in his throat.

He almost couldn't help lowering his head and biting those seductive lips.

However, he couldn't bear to let Garlan take the initiative to lick the soft touch of his fingers with the tip of his tongue in a daze, and was entangled for a while.

Just when he was hesitating, there was no need for him to continue to entangle, probably because his lips were not being rubbed any more and he felt that he had driven away the harasser, so the boy retracted his tongue.

She pursed her pale pink lips and continued to sleep.

The arc formed by the lips made people look more itchy and unbearable, Heymos didn't hesitate any more, just lowered his head and leaned over, wanting to bite gently.

Originally thinking that Garlan was sleeping and didn't want to wake him up, Heymos only planned to kiss, rub, and bite lightly at first, just to satisfy his desire a little bit.

After all, he also knew that Garlan didn't get enough sleep for two consecutive nights.

However, for things like desire, it really doesn't mean that you can restrain it if you restrain it, or you can satisfy it if you say it is satisfied.

Especially when facing a long-awaited beloved, the so-called self-control is simply impossible to exist.

Almost as soon as his lips and teeth touched, Heymos became addicted.

The sweet taste that surpasses everything is transmitted from the almost melting lips, to the whole body, and to the blood, making people uncontrollably intoxicated.

That kind of feeling seems to make people's soul tremble.

more……

Deeper…………

His body and even his soul were making this longing sound, which made him almost forget everything.

And Heymos' overly greedy and eager kiss finally forced Garlan to wake up because he couldn't breathe.

Due to the lack of oxygen, the teenager's nostrils fluttered rapidly, and his breathing became short of breath.

When he opened his eyes, looking at the handsome face in front of him, he was just stunned for a moment, and then immediately relaxed.

It was that person's arms that hugged him, that person's embrace that hugged him, and that person's lips that kissed him.

Everything is so familiar, and everything makes people feel at ease.

Garlan hummed softly with his nose, Heymos seemed to have accepted his signal, stepped back a little, and let his lips open to allow him to breathe, but he still kissed and dawdled with great reluctance. the corners of his lips.

From time to time, he used the tip of his tongue to penetrate into the gap between his lips and licked the tip of his teeth.

The tip of their noses touched, and he could clearly feel Heymos' warm breath passing over his cheek.

Even the eyelashes seem to be brushed, itchy.

It was so itchy that Garlan couldn't help but chuckled.

Because he was hugged tightly, he could clearly feel the changes in the other person's body. Although the boy was laughing softly, his face turned red a little bit, flushed like a flower petal that had been dyed red.

He pursed his lips tightly, as if he was trying to build himself up mentally.

After a while, he took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind.

Garlan raised his upper body, lay on Heymos' body, and looked at Heymos with bright eyes.

After looking at each other, his cheeks were flushed, he avoided Heymos' gaze, lowered his head, and brought his lips to Heymos' ear.

He swallowed, as if trying to suppress his nervousness.

He spoke in Heymos's ear with the tiniest voice possible.

He said: "Don't forget, you haven't finished the task of serving the bed."

The boy's cheeks were flushed, and his voice was almost inaudible.

As he spoke, he tried hard to recall the meager teasing methods in his memory, and then summoned up all his courage, and gently drew a circle on Heymos' chest with his fingers.

However, just as he drew half of the circle, his hand was grabbed by the opponent.

In the next second, the scene in front of him was reversed, and Garlan, who was lying on Heymos' body, was crushed on the bed.

The hands are pressed against the sides of the head.

The man holding his hand pressed him on the bed, looking down at him with burning eyes.

The big black wolf, who was extremely docile and obedient just a second ago, is now staring at the prey under him.

Heymos' breathing became uncontrollably rapid.

He looked at Garlan.

Garlan was lying on the bed, his golden hair scattered messily on the snow-white bed.

His face was flushed, it was obvious that the words and actions just now had almost exhausted all the shame of this young boy.

The golden jewel-like pupils looked at him, covered with a layer of light mist, which made the boy's eyes sparkle.

The eyes are as clear and clean as the clear sky, they are obviously full of greenness, but the twinkle is inexplicably alluring to the extreme, making people feel thirsty just by looking at them.

The depths of the body burned almost instantly, and the whole body was hot, very hot.

It's like being burned by flames all over the body.

Heymos knew that the only way to relieve this scorching heat and pain was by touching the person beneath him.

He leaned down and kissed Garlan's forehead lightly.

The thin lips fell down a little bit along the corners of the eyes, the tip of the nose, and the chin.

Then buried it deep in Garlan's side neck.

Suppressing the complex emotions of nervousness, fear and anticipation, Garlan raised his hands, hugged Heymos' head, and closed his eyes.

Hold your breath and wait for the other party's further...

The moment the lips kissed his neck, she stopped suddenly.

Then, the head buried in the side of his neck left.

Garlan opened his eyes in confusion, and saw Heymos raised his head, looking in the direction of the door.

The thin lips that were still kissing his skin just now were tightly pursed, and the expression seemed helpless and depressed.

He was puzzled for about ten seconds, and then immediately knew the reason why Heymos showed such an expression.

A familiar rough voice came faintly from the courtyard.

As soon as Garlan was stunned, his already flushed face instantly flushed red, and his whole body was completely red.

Almost in a panic, he pushed Heymos away, and then rolled, wrapped in a thin blanket, and rolled into the middle of the big bed, nestled into a ball like this.

Following the strength of the opponent, Heymos got off the bed.

He looked at Garlan who wrapped himself up in a blanket and was trying to pretend to be asleep on the bed, the corners of his lips raised uncontrollably.

He smiled and touched Garlan's only exposed head, then turned around and opened the door.

As soon as he opened it, he happened to see His Majesty the Emperor who was already standing outside the door holding his hand just as he was about to knock on the door.

The eyes of the two met.

In an instant, it was as if an invisible blade collided heavily in the air, and sparks flew everywhere.

Knowing that Garlan took Heymos to the spaceship last night, His Majesty the Emperor was in a very bad mood early in the morning.

Obviously it was the spaceship he gave to his little brother, but it was the first time Garlan took someone to see the stars, the moon, the night sky and the earth, not with him, but with this wolf cub!

Brother Wang expressed his heart aches.

Angrily, Kamos looked over the shoulder of Heymos who was standing in front of him, and cast his gaze into the room.

His little brother wrapped himself in a blanket and nestled on the bed, quietly, motionless, and seemed to be in a deep sleep.

Well, that nestled look is so cute.

Kamos thought so, looked away, and lowered his voice.

"Let him sleep more."

He said, "You, come here, go exercise your muscles and bones after eating with me."

Seeing Garlan sleeping and facing Heymos alone, His Majesty the Emperor didn't bother to put on a show, and made no secret of his intention to come to trouble someone.

Unaware that his own words had been heard clearly by Wang Di, who was pretending to be asleep.

Heymos didn't say anything, just looked back at the ball on the bed, then closed the door and left.

The door slammed shut, waking up the little Nirga who was sleeping soundly.

It opened its eyes sleepily, shook its head, and then jumped from the cushion to the ground.

Probably not fully awake yet, the little short legs gave way, tripped himself, the whole lion rolled on the ground, and then sat down on the ground.

The little milk lion sat on the ground for a while, and shook his head vigorously before waking up.

It immediately got up and ran to the bed with its short legs.

Running to the bed, the little paw grabbed the quilt and climbed onto the bed two or three times. It wagged its tail and excitedly wanted to lick Garlan, who it thought was still asleep, to wake him up.

In the end, he moved closer to Garlan to have a look, and found that Garlan's eyes were open.

It's just that the whole face that was originally fair was dyed red, and even the tips of the ears were crimson.

"Ow~?"

Nega squatted on the bed, tilted his head, looked at Garlan's flushed face, and groaned in doubt.

Garlan, who was still in a panic, only felt his face was scorching hot, and curled up into a ball, wishing he could bury himself in a hole in the ground, and didn't have the heart to talk to Nega who came over.

Seeing that Garlan was lying motionless on the bed, Nega thought for a while, leaned over, and licked Garlan's cheek with her pink and tender tongue.

"Ow?"

are you sick?

Little Nega looked at Garlan worriedly and let out a groan.

After being licked a few times, Garlan, who finally calmed down a little, looked up at the little lion and couldn't help laughing.

He let out a long breath, sat up, picked up the little lion, hugged it in his arms and rubbed it vigorously.

Then, he lowered his head again and rubbed his fluffy little head with his hot cheek.

"Ow~~~"

…………

After lunch.

"What about Your Majesty?"

"In the training ground, Your Excellency the Chief Priest."

"Didn't you go there in the morning? Why did you go again at noon?"

Taputi asked puzzled.

A certain young man, who continued to be taught by the head priestess, looked at his nose, his nose, and his heart, saying that it had nothing to do with me.

…………

After dinner.

"Your Majesty went to the martial arts field again? With that one?"

"Yes, Your Excellency."

"...Doesn't it bother him three times a day?"

"It's probably rare to meet an equal opponent, so let's see Lie Xinxi."

The young man who was the culprit interrupted without changing his face and heartbeat.

Then, turn your head away.

…………

However, Taputi, you said 2000 years ago that with Brother Wang's character, I'm afraid he would beat someone three times a day.

This sentence is really right.

Uh, although it may not be possible to beat him successfully now, it is...