Interstellar Era of Gossip

Chapter 93 [Hagrid's Craftsmanship]

The starship has reached the "shore".

　　He thought that Xerxes would pretend to be careless and turn over unconsciously in his sleep. However, Xerxes did not move, but spoke directly.

　　"No."

　　Nalun: "..." The prince, who only occupied a quarter of the bed, was shocked by his shamelessness.

　　Xerxes' voice was filled with the tiredness of someone who had just woken up from sleep. He had already woken up when Nalun kicked him. But he was still sleepy at the moment, so he didn't want to let someone continue to toss and turn.

　　Xerxes actually didn't feel crowded. On the contrary, the prince wrapped in a quilt was particularly soft in his arms. When he got close, he could even smell the scent of his bath. But the prince's protest could not be ignored, otherwise if he annoyed someone, the opponent's lethality would still be amazing.

　　He thought about it, then stepped back a little, lifted the quilt covering his body, and threw it aside.

　　——Two quilts do take up too much space.

　　The rough hands groped on the bed for a while, finally grabbed the corner of the quilt under Nalun and started pulling.

　　Nalun stared: "What, what are you doing?!"

　　Xerxes half-closed his eyes, yawned, and said vaguely, "Come."

　　Nalun: "..." Come? Come for what?

　　The Marshal did not hide his intention to get into bed.

　　Seeing that hand about to reach in, Nalun's face showed a look of struggle. So this was the real purpose of Xerxes inviting him to travel together? Climbing into bed in the dark, intending to do that to him?

　　He maintained a calm tone: "Sai, Xerxes, although we are now..."

　　The half-closed eyes suddenly opened, staring at him in the darkness. Facing those unfathomable eyes up close, Nalun felt palpitations for no reason, and the words on his lips sounded weak before they were even spoken. His strong rationality supported him to finish his words: "We are together."

　　Green eyes flickered.

　　"But this doesn't mean that we... have reached the point of living together."

　　He was very vague in his words. He would just attribute Xerxes' attempt to lift the quilt to "living together" and show his refusal first. Otherwise, given the strength of both parties, he would most likely...

　　Nalun was not yet prepared for this. He was also planning to find a way to get rid of the thing on his chest first, so that Xerxes wouldn't find out in the future and feel even more embarrassed.

　　——Since the showdown with Xerxes, the prince has changed from being committed to "burying this matter" to an ostrich attitude of "although you know it, no one is allowed to mention it."

　　As his thoughts raced, Xerxes did not give up the idea of ​​lifting the quilt and urged, "Let me in."

　　Nalun: "..."

　　Xerxes: "My quilt fell off."

　　There was a hint of contempt in his green eyes. It was obvious that you kicked it away yourself.

　　Xerxes' eyes darkened, he half-lifted the man up, and took advantage of the gap to nimbly get into the bed - this was a battle without even a tug-of-war process, the outcome was decided by one side's overwhelming force.