[BL] A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Chapter 3

The hem of the clothes that were lifted up was shaken in the breeze, and Gallan slammed and sat up after a second of sluggishness. Irrespective of the uneven pebbles on the ground, his legs hurt, he knelt on the ground, his thighs were tightly clamped, his hands were pressed firmly on the hem of the clothes to block the key parts, and a small face was all red. .

Why is it so embarrassing to be in front of this guy?

With such a whimper in his heart, Gallan felt that the whole face was almost cooked. He pressed his lips tightly and lowered his head, only wishing to bury his head in his thighs, and dared not raise his head to look at the expression of the man in front of him at the moment.

Hurry up, hurry up, away from me, the farther the better.

He was so desperate in his heart that he looked at the two feet standing in front of him with the corner of his eye, just asking the other party to get out quickly, and don't let him continue to be so embarrassed.

However, the man's partiality was that he couldn't hear his heart, and his legs were mortally pestered as if they were rooted, standing in front of him, motionless.

Garland flushed his head with his head flushed, but he could feel Huimus staring at him.

He gritted his teeth with hatred, and didn't make a loud noise to get the guy to get out quickly, so he could only defame.

So you guys really didn’t understand the atmosphere from an early age-you are so embarrassed to watch the scene, what are you doing here? Not too far away!

I remember you weren't a fan of watching lively people? Stand still and deliberately embarrass me, right?

Just when Gallan guessed the thoughts of the young boy Huimos with the most malicious intentions, and was also embarrassed to know how to be good, the feet in his sight staring at the ground finally moved.

Go fast, go fast.

Garlan, who was talking in his heart, just breathed a sigh of relief, and the next second, his heart hung up suddenly. Because he saw that the feet did not turn around and left, but walked forward.

Wait, wait, wait-

What are you, do you want to do?

When he felt that he was too embarrassed and he was unwilling to raise his head, when he saw Huimos approaching himself, his vigilance and precautions against this person finally made him care for the embarrassment, and suddenly looked up to see the person thinking What to do.

As soon as he looked up, he hadn't had time to fix his sight. His arm was already grabbed by the other's hands.

The man tried hard, but he hadn't reacted yet. The whole person was lifted from the ground by the man all at once.

Garland stood there, looking up at the man with his head raised.

He saw a face that could not tell whether he was familiar or unfamiliar, but it was definitely a very different face from the one he remembered.

The man who picked him up at the moment was just a young man of twelve or thirteen years old, with a childish look in the corners of his eyebrows, and the thin black hair scattered around the corners looked messy. The jaw is slightly pointed, and the outline of the face looks thinner, but because of the large skeleton, the whole person does not look thin. Although he was only three or four years older than him, he raised his head by a full half.

Gallan looked at the face staring blankly.

The face of the man in the memory is always extremely obscure, as if it is always covered by deep shadows, and there is no trace of breath in the corners of the eyebrows, like a viper hidden in the dark.