Intergalactic Era of Gossip

Alida was heartbroken.Ever since he learned that Lan Jia had other plans, he fell into an inexplicable depression, so that he had no intention of taking care of himself.

Now the body is itchy like it's because I haven't showered in a few days?

Ailida asked: "Where's Langa?"

"Run away again." Naren said, "Don't worry, I will treat him well after I catch him."

Eleda: "Entertainment?"

Nalen: "Of course, if he cheated you, he must pay a price."

Elada rejected the offer, saying, "He didn't get what he wanted from me anyway."

Naren said: "Alida, what you are doing will only encourage those villains who are full of lies."

Ailida still insisted on his own opinion, revealing a core point inside and outside the words, that is, although he was deceived in his feelings, he did not suffer in some respects and made a little profit.

Nalen: "..." I don't really want to continue the chat.

Alida let out a "hiss".

Naren: "What's wrong?"

The big man shook his head, smiled and said nothing.

——If Nalen, a clean guy, knows that he seems to have fleas on his body and stung him, then their friendship may face a huge challenge.

Even if he didn't tell about the "fleas" on his body, Naren couldn't communicate with Elida anymore.Because after the matter was settled, Sells, who picked up the car and came back, honked outside the house to signal.

Then, Elida watched helplessly as his friend happily got into the opposite car again.Through the rolled down car window, he also saw Sells bend over to fasten his friend's seat belt.

Eleda: "..."

At this moment, Sells raised his head and looked in his direction.There was no expression on the Imperial Marshal's stern face. Even though Naren had just told him that he had developed a new friendship with Sayers not long ago, Elida couldn't convince himself that the look in his eyes was friendly.

Naren seemed to have said something, and Seers relaxed his brows and eyes, his expression became gentler, and his eyes moved away.

Eleda: "..."

Is this the so-called one thing on the surface and another thing on the back?

On the surface, he has reconciled with Nallen, but in reality he has bad intentions, just wait for the prey to relax his vigilance, and kill him with a quick blow?

The more Ailida thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case, and a strong worry emerged in his heart, worrying that his friend would be deceived.

Maybe he should find a way to test it out, but...

"hiss!"

The force of the flea's bite was so great that he had to go back and take care of himself first.

While thinking, the car of the two drove away from Shell Street at high speed.Elida realized belatedly, he seemed to be forced to come here in Sells' car?

Then how can he go back!

Nalen didn't realize that he had abandoned his little friend on the chaotic Shall Street, and when he returned to Shalvet's house, it was almost dinner time.So he politely invited: "Go in?"

Sells immediately said: "Okay."

Nalen: "..." No, he was just asking casually.

But Sells seemed to be serious. He happily unbuckled his seat belt, and when he was about to get out of the car, he said with embarrassment: "But I look a little embarrassed now." He saw his appearance in the rearview mirror.

He had just experienced a fight, and he obviously didn't want to visit the Charvies so casually.

Naren thought to himself, then don't go!

Sells said again: "We are similar in stature, why don't you take me to change my coat through the side door first."

Naren was silent.

Sells was a little hurt: "Naron?"

Naren said: "Okay, come with me."

Sells happily got out of the car and followed Naren to the side door.

The attendants at the main entrance: "..."

Just as she was about to go forward to welcome her master back, she seemed to see something extraordinary—the little prince, who was clean and self-sufficient, suspected that he had secretly brought someone home?

The house of the Xialv family is actually not big, there are not many vacant rooms or gorgeous decorations, and the backyard is an elegant courtyard.Go through the promenade and go further in, which is Nalen's residence.

"Sit down for a while, and I'll choose some clothes for you."

Nalen placed Sells on the sofa and planned to rummage in the closet by himself.His wardrobe is full of haute couture suits and shirts, as well as some pajamas and a vintage Prince's uniform...Huh?

"boom!"

He quickly closed the cabinet door.

Sells probed curiously, "What's wrong?"

Nalen blocked the closet with his body: "It's okay, you sit down."

Donnie's outfit was also there.

For a moment, he was a little nervous.

Fortunately, Sells didn't seem to notice anything unusual, so he didn't continue to look at him.Nalen reopened the closet and found several coats. Although the two were not much different in size, there were still differences.Sells was supposed to be a bit taller than he was, so he found a few that didn't fit him well.

"The shirt is dirty too."

Nalen shook his hand, and turned around to find that Sells was already standing behind him.

Not only that, but he also took off his coat.The shirt inside was light in color, and a brown blood stain could be seen on the hem from a closer look.

Naren nodded, quickly picked out a vest, and then closed the cabinet door with a "bang".

Sells smiled.

—I have seen it.

"Ah, I thought you would give me a shirt, or something else. I heard that the prince's clothes are all made to order by masters?"

Naren shook his head: "Occasionally I also shop online."

Sells: "..."

Naren said: "The only downside is that there is a difference in size. These don't fit me very well."

He measured Sells' figure with his eyes, nodded: "You should be wearing it just right."

Sells put on the vest in front of him, and found that it fit his body perfectly, and it also perfectly blocked the dirt on his shirt.

Naren expressed his appreciation with satisfaction.

"Maybe I should correct my bad review of the store. It looks like this vest is still very good."

Sells: "..."

Nalen suddenly became interested, and he asked Sells to sit back on the sofa and not disturb himself.Then the whole person threw himself into his closet, picked out a pair of trousers that were suspected to be "online shopping", and held them in front of Sells.

"Try it."

The Marshal, who was able to take off his pants grandiosely the first time he came to the door, was in a delicate mood.

Nalen didn't intend to observe the process of other people changing clothes. He turned around and walked into the room, poured a glass of water, thought about it, and went to the bathroom to wash his face.Nalen, who had a fit of cleanliness, felt that his body was covered with dust and dirt again. He unbuttoned his cuffs, rolled them up to his elbows, and began to wash them carefully.

Thinking that Sells should have changed his clothes, he walked out slowly.

Then, he met a pair of cold eyes.

"sit."

The man wearing gold-rimmed glasses spoke a word indifferently.

Naren froze.

"Why, are you not happy to see me back?"

Naren shook his head.

Yamin Sharvi, his elder brother whom he had not seen for many days, finally finished his long wedding anniversary interstellar tour and was sitting peacefully in his living room at this moment.

He subconsciously looked for Sells, and found that he had already changed his pants and was sitting on the other side of the sofa with a sullen face.

The corners of Yaming's mouth were a little broken: "Did I disturb something?"

His eyes slowly swept from his younger brother's slightly loose clothes to the other man, and there was no smile at the corner of his mouth.

Naren was inexplicably guilty, but there was no problem after thinking about it carefully. His elder brother had been eccentric since he was a child.Perhaps something else tugged at a chord in him.So he thought about it, sat next to Sells, and quietly looked at the pants out of the corner of his eye, and found that the length was just right.

Yamin coughed.

"There are guests at home, why don't you bring them out and introduce them?"

Nalen was speechless: "Brother, he is Searles, don't you know?"

Of course Yamin knew Sells.

As a brother of a mother, he is well aware of the little things in Naren's heart, and also knows that there is a gap between him and the imperial marshal.For this reason, he also persuaded a few words, and wanted Naren to stop in moderation so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

But... Thinking of the picture he saw when he entered the door, his heart was extremely heavy-what happened, why would a man take off his pants in his brother's room? !

He was pretty sure the relationship between the two wasn't friendly until they set off on a trip with his wife, Shirley.Naren hates a person, and he will stubbornly continue to hate him.

During his absence in the imperial capital, something terrible must have happened!

Sells smiled: "Sorry, I missed it just now, I was too reactive to the attack."

Naren: "...what?"

Yaming wiped the skinned corners of his mouth, exuding air-conditioning frantically: "It's okay, I was impulsive."

Seeing a suspicious man appear in his younger brother's room, as an elder brother, he couldn't help feeling a little bit uncontrollable.

Nalen narrowed his eyes, as if realizing something, sat up straight, and also began to emit cold air.

"What's the matter with you coming to see me?"

There was indeed something wrong. After hearing about his younger brother's recent situation, he ended his vacation early, but he ran into such an incident.Looking at Nalen's attitude, instead of feeling inappropriate, he even became emotional?

"I'll take Illya home."

As early as after getting married, Yaming moved out of the Sharvi house and lived a two-person world with his wife. After Ilya was born, he ran a happy family of three.On this trip, he entrusted his daughter to his younger brother.

"Is she still safe?"

Nalen gave her a deep look, her own daughter, is there no point in her heart?

Yaming knew very well: "I will educate her well when I go back."

Nalen showed a cruel smile: "Wait for the good news."

Yaming: "..." His well-behaved brother seemed to be tortured by his lawless daughter.

Nalen glanced at the time and said to his brother, "I still have something to do."

A blatant eviction order.

Yamin didn't move, and his cold eyes fell on Sells, who responded with a decent smile.

He squinted his eyes and was about to say something, but suddenly found that the vest on the other party was also somewhat familiar.

Yaming: "..." Looking at my younger brother, who always pays attention to his appearance in front of outsiders, why is his cuffs rolled up and messy.

At this time, Naren stood up, found the medicine box from the corner, and brought the medicinal wine.

He poured the wine into the palm of his hand, took Sells' hand, and wiped it around.

"This effect is very good. It is specially used to treat bruises. Come on."

Yaming was in a bad mood, and asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing!"

Nalen was inexplicable: "Sells is injured."

——When fighting against the gold-eating bugs.

But Yaming couldn't accept it. He thought of his broken mouth and looked at Searles' intact right hand. He felt heartbroken for his younger brother's partiality!