[BL] A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Chapter 9

"thank"

He tilted his head and looked at Huimus. The remaining'thank' from Garran was choked in his throat, and he spit it out after a long choke.

"thank."

The last word, he said very reluctantly.

Garland said that he really didn't want to say thank you to this dead enemy who killed him four times-but after all, he helped him so hard that he didn't embarrass him in front of everyone, and he couldn't say it without saying thank you.

But after saying this "thank you", he was very upset.

So, naturally, his unpleasant mood appeared on his face.

Heimus looked at the child held by him with his lips curled up and did not answer him, but lowered his head and dangled his eyes. His long eyelashes were like butterfly wings and shivered, so the one that fell on his cheek The eyelash shadow also moved.

He looked up and rubbed the head of the child who seemed a little sad. Then, looked up.

The little fat man who stood on the steps and deliberately knocked Gallan down was a bit ugly. After he glanced at him, he turned his head, pedaled up the stairs, and ran into the hall.

Heimos looked away.

He came to Wangcheng by boat, and the speed was a bit slow. It was the latest group of people. He arrived here the day before yesterday morning.

He was not very clear about the situation here before, but now it seems that the child in his arms seems to be squeezed and bullied by other royal members because of the skin color.

He thought, no wonder the child now looks unhappy.

No, only you can make me depressed to this point.

If Gallan knew Heimus's thoughts at this moment, he would really like to say this.

But he didn't know, so he felt that he had touched his head again, so he looked up at Huimus.

Touch the head again, touch the head again--

Why does everyone seem to like to touch his head?

Because he is the shortest here?

So he didn't feel that Heimus was even more upset in comforting Gallan, and he stared at Heimus with his lips.

It's just that his eyes were big and round as a child, and now he looked at Huimus so much against the big white and tender face of the slap, and the fluffy pale blonde hair on the cheeks. He thought he was staring at people, but in the eyes of others, he looked at his small face with his eyes wide and how cute and cute.

Heimus, who felt the same way, couldn't help laughing, and touched his head again. I don’t know why. When I saw this child, I always felt like I saw the baby bird that had just been born and fell from the bird’s nest. When I saw this baby bird flapping on the ground, I was always at ease. No longer, so I couldn't help but want to pick up this little bird and take good care of it.

After he smiled for a while, he walked up the stairs holding Gallan.

As I walked, I still thought to myself that as a boy, this child is too light.

Garland was not happy to be held by Huimos. He felt ashamed as one thing, and he didn’t want to be too close to Huimos. But watching Huimos had begun to walk up the stairs, if he was now in trouble If you want to go to the ground, I'm afraid it will make Heimos unbalanced, and both will roll off the steps.

Therefore, in such a thought, he can only obediently let his dead enemy hug him up.

In order to prevent him from falling down deliberately, he hugged him tightly around his shoulders, in case he did, he could hang him on his neck anyway. ?