Chapter １３

Overnight, Wang Dao woke up flushed, while Villara breathed a sigh of relief, which made people feel very distressed. The aphrodisiac effect of this medicine took effect overnight. As the kingship said, it will last for several days.

The kingship said this to lure him into conspiracy. . .

I was distraught at the thought of it, but I could do nothing but jet hard in front of the kingship, propping my face with one hand and my chin with the other, and not paying attention to beauty from the beginning.

"Last night, the giant's expression became unusually radiant, and I think I got a good antidote from you."

How can you say that? The world is frightened by the hypocrisy of kingship, isn't it?

The onlookers cast indignant eyes at you, and the eldest brother pretended to be numb, pretended to be invisible, smiled like a madman, and then gently kissed his lips, and when he kissed, he said a compliment.

"Your lips are sweet and your body is sweet."

Yes, kingship!

Walla clenched his chin tightly, and his fangs grew out before he knew it, and the King, seeing that this made his heart agitated, gave up the bullying early in the morning, and laid his fingertips on his cheeks, while at the same time saying:

"If you wake up, go and wash your body, and you can have breakfast with me."

Villar, without delay, suddenly fell out of bed and went out without being seen by the ladies-in-waiting, for he knew that the kingship had driven his courtiers out of the palace last night.

King looked at his body, full of muscles. He gasped for joy as the world disappeared from the room.

This is an old story. . . Where is the effort, where is the success.

But the maxim "Where is the effort, where is the death" is more appropriate for the kingship, for he will lose him after the world inadvertently loses its knowledge of him. The world is closer than ever to this cunning giant.

Beat his house, beat his city, and even if he agreed, he could not fight again, but was it not because the kingship had planned an evil plan! If you have a sword in your hand, you won't wait any longer, kill the kingship, cut it into pieces, and throw it to the vultures to eat.

All Van Laer could do, however, was remain silent, from speaking little to not speaking, without a smile on his face, and no matter how comforting the crown might be, he only answered his questions. Such behaviour terrified the servants who served him so much that even Garrett himself could not help worrying that one day the world would become bigger and only an unsuspecting kingship was doing things. As if nothing had happened, Garrett was worried to death.

"Tell me that you are getting closer and closer to the world during this time. Every time I go to see you, I always see the world bluffing and angry. I think the world should be calmed down."

King was reading a book, staring at the face of the major who had been guarding for a long time.

"Villar is always angry with me. Aren't you used to it?"

"I know that, but I see a difference this time."

"What's the difference?" The King straightened himself, turned round, and looked at the motionless soldier.

"The world seems angry, I guess because of that night."

There is not much explanation for the interaction between the master and the world at night, and he knows that there is no real love because of that day after. Kingship has been obsessed with learning a book brought from the royal teacher. This book is called Erotic Cookbook, which is to wait for the time to have sex with the world.

If men as old as King wanted to study it, it would not be surprising, for they had all studied it, and it would not be surprising, for they too were virgins. But for Garrett, it's an awkward question, because the erotic recipe for kingship research is not a book about Yaksa and Yaksa, but a book about between Yaksa and Yaksa.

The thought of it gives you goose bumps all over your body, not because of impatience, but because you feel that if the kingship is killed by the world, it will be very strange. If you don't believe it, try it and let the kingship tell the world what he wants to do. In that case, he will die in his mouth.

But, a faithful man like Garrett, how can I let your master be hurt? I warn you when you take risks, but it will be in vain, for King smiled.

"You are too worried about Veraly. If you let me do this, he will have me in his heart. Even if I am angry, I won't be angry for long."

I'm imagining things again, Garrett. I'm so tired.

"But the fangs of the world often appear."

"The world is a wild giant. It is fierce and normal."

It's a little abnormal! You didn't see me so angry and silent for so many days!

It was the first time Garrett had tried to seize the kingship and staggered to speak his heart, but he could only keep his voice down.

"But the world is neither king nor king."

The kingship pondered for a moment. Garrett was glad to see his master aware of it, but when the kingship did, he failed.

"I haven't seen a giant smile or smile once since I saw you, and I think it's normal."

Garrett couldn't speak, so he had to give up and leave it to its own devices. When King remembered, he hurriedly shouted to his bosom friend.

"Yes, you go to Veraly. Come to me. I want to talk to Veraly."

I couldn't refuse, so I took my orders, and I gave me my present at once.

The world came to the kingship's mansion, and in the following weeks the kingship found his mansion, but sat in the gazebo by the pool. When he saw the world coming, he quickly moved his body to make room for each other to sit next to him.

"Sit with me, Giant. I miss you so much."

World, with his huge fangs, gazed into his eyes, then sat opposite, making King smile, while Garit, who stood outside the hall, sighed.

I told you that when you told me that the Queen called you, the fangs of anger grew out, which is usually not true. Can't you say that anger is twice as much as before?

Garrett could only recite in his heart that the current was swift, and not to block the ship, and that it was best for him to stay where he was, whether it was a kingship blinded by love, or a world so angry that he could hardly restrain his anger.

The king was very interested in his bosom friend and smiled happily at his face.

"Do you want to know what you are reading?"

Virali didn't answer. He looked at the table and saw an old book lying inside.

"Guess."

The urged man, without guessing it, slipped away from somewhere else, which was too dangerous, and took out the king's mouth.

"Pay attention to me, dear. I just want to talk to you."

"Say what you say."

Veral raised his voice, not because his anger had disappeared, but because he was angry, while Warn jumped for joy, and the other party agreed to talk to him.

"I want you to guess what I'm reading."

"I don't know, and I don't care," the world said in an estranged tone.

Yes, it doesn't matter if you don't guess. He'll give you an answer.

"Pornographic recipes."

At this moment, Virali turned his eyes and suddenly frowned.

Think again. . .

Yes, for King approached his face and whispered with a lollipop.

"But this is a special textbook, and its full name is Erotic Cookbook."

About sexual relations between men. . .

Verne, you have a handful of such things in your head!

"If you don't have anything important, I want to go back to my house. I want to rest."

"You can rest with me here, and if you are sleepy and want to take a nap, I will be your pillow, and if your body needs the wind to keep out, you can hug you, so that you can sleep comfortably."

Anyway. . .

Verne used his whole body gas to tell the truth.

"I want to go back because I'm tired of you."

"Brother Boredom," said King, with a look of horror.

The world said, "I am tired of your house."

Pretend to be scared.

"That's too bad, so be it. If Warat helps me read my textbook, I will take her out to play, otherwise you will be very depressed. Seeing Phramanakhon's hometown will definitely open your eyes."

Although I don't want to answer, when I hear it, the ears of the world are deaf.

Leaving is not to want to play, but it will be an opportunity for him to see a place to escape. In the victory of the kingship, he was forced to be arrested. However, this does not mean that he has given up his determination to bring victory to Verunra.

"Can you help me? I can't read yet. I read alone and take a nap. If only I could hear your voice."

Walla was fed up with those critical words, and though he knew that the kingship had gone too far, he conveniently took a erotic book and put it in front of him, and then pointed his fingertips at the letters engraved on it.