I'm also trying to survive today [Western Fantasy]

Seeing Owen's angry face, Julian weakly raised his hand: "I swear I'm not committing suicide."

Owen: ...

He glared at him angrily: "Of course I know you didn't commit suicide."

"Then why do you look so angry?"

Owen fished him out completely without a word, wrapped him in a towel and put him back on the bed: "I'm angry because you didn't come over to give me a loving kiss after you got home."

Julian: ...

Well, the reason is very Owen.

Owen let Julian lean on him, took the initiative to wipe off the water droplets on his body, stimulated the blood energy in his hands, and gently dried his hair for him.

Owen's hands were warm, rubbing his hair and massaging his scalp. Julian felt that all the bones in his body were softened, and he slumped on the bed limply, drowsy.

After Owen wiped the person dry, he stuffed him into the quilt. Julian moved his lips, but Owen pressed his index finger lightly: "Shhh, you need a good rest now, I will stay here and won't leave. Let's talk about something when you wake up."

Julian pursed his lips in bewilderment, begging for a bedtime kiss.Owen chuckled, gently bit his lips, and granted his wish.

Seeing Julian falling asleep, Owen took out a book and sat on the chair in front of the bed, quietly flipping through it.

I don't know how long it has passed. When Julian woke up, it was dark outside the window, and the room was lit. The orange fire illuminated the room, adding a bit of warmth to the room.

"Are you awake?" As soon as Julian moved, Owen noticed it, put down the book and stood up, bent down and pecked him on the lips.

"Hmm...it's like a dream. It would be great if I could wake up like this every day." Julian closed his eyes, felt the temperature on his lips, and dawdled affectionately twice.

"Hey, we will be able to live a life like this soon." Owen said with a smile.

"Huh?" Julian sat up, took the clothes Owen handed over and put them on: "Why do you say that?"

"Just now, Mr. Blake sent someone to inform you that the bright flower has been successfully planted, and it has been tested on the battlefield, and the effect is very good."

Julian's eyes widened suddenly: "No way... How long have I been sleeping? Have all the bright flowers been applied to the battlefield?"

Owen couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry, you only slept all afternoon. The bright flowers around the camp were planted by elves, and there is almost no possibility of failure. The remaining wood magicians were all brought to the battlefield by Mr. Blake. A large number of bright flower fields have been spawned near the battlefield, and it turns out that wherever there are bright flowers, the filthy race will involuntarily stay away."

"That's good, it's not in vain for my hard work." Julian patted his chest and said happily.

In that magical little world before, what he was most worried about was that the potion and the bright flower would be useless, and that would be really frustrating. Fortunately, this kind of thing didn't happen.

"Get up, eat something." Owen stretched out his hand to pull Julian up, but Julian refused to get up, blinking his eyes wide: "I want Owen to hug and lift me up before I get up."

Owen glanced at him, and suddenly showed a malicious smile. Julian felt something was wrong, and when he was about to refuse, Owen hugged him and held him high.

Really hold high.

The kind that lifts people up with their hands under their armpits.

Julian looked confused. He had imagined Owen holding his princess and had experienced it, but he never thought that an adult like himself would be lifted up in this way.

"You want to be held high." Owen smiled happily, and while Julian was still in a dazed state, he hugged Julian tightly in his arms and kissed him deeply.

After the kiss, hoarse voice: "There are still hugs and kisses, do you want more?"

Julian pushed the person away with a black line on his head, feeling that his self-esteem had been severely hit.

It is agreed that he has completely surpassed Owen in level ten strength?Why did he want to die, why did he have to think about it so hard?

If you do something wrong, you have to hold him high, wouldn't it be nice to kiss and hug him?

Julian squatted in the corner doubting his life, feeling that he could not stand up in front of Owen in his life.

Owen stopped irritating him, laughed and went to the kitchen.

Julian's dejected look is so cute, thinking about the day... It's a pity that the time is not suitable. Forget it, write it down in a small notebook first, and calculate it in the next day.

Hmm... the small book seems to be almost full, it's only been less than three months, so I'll change to a thicker one next time.

While thinking about it, Owen... took out some semi-finished dishes from the space ring.

It’s impossible to cook, and I can only barely survive on Julian’s semi-finished products... _(:з」∠)_

In fact, it's not like he can't cook at all, at least the barbecue he cooks is quite delicious, but the ordinary dishes he makes can only be said to be barely palatable, and they are completely incomparable with Julian's craftsmanship.

Usually he and Julian are almost never separated, and their mouths are also kept in their mouths, not to mention Julian himself, who was born with a good cooking skill by his tricky tongue.

When the environment allowed, he never wronged his mouth, so Owen didn't make a fool of himself, and directly put the semi-finished product into the pot, and it was quick and delicious.

Naturally, Julian didn't say anything about his own craftsmanship, and the two of them ate very happily.

Julian, who recovered from his depression, quickly forgot what happened just now.It's just being lifted up, anyway, there are only the two of them here and no one else sees it, rounding up means it didn't happen.

From the perspective of deception, it can only be said that these two people are worthy of being a couple.

After eating and drinking, Julian rubbed his stomach and spread it on Owen's body, with a satisfied expression that he was about to ascend to immortality. "It's really rare... It would be great if I could live this kind of comfortable time every day."

"Well." Owen bowed his head and kissed his hair: "It will be over soon."

"Really? So fast?" Julian asked in surprise.

Owen laughed, "You're surprised because you haven't seen how well those bright flowers work."

Julian raised an eyebrow.

Owen told him that the person sent by Mr. Blake not only informed them of the effects of bright flowers, but also described the effects of those bright flowers in an extremely exaggerated tone.

Although Owen didn't see it with his own eyes, it may have excited an eighth-level magister so much, but it must be that the effect of the Bright Flower was better than they expected.

After being told by Owen, Julian was also a little bit ready to move. Anyway, he worked hard to get it back for more than two months. If the effect is not good, then I am so sorry for his efforts. "Go, go and have a look."

Owen has always only had two words of connivance towards Julian. Even though it is already late at night, he doesn't care, and leads people directly to his defense zone.

On the way, Julian couldn't help asking whether it would be bad for him to stay in his tree house all the time. After all, there is still the Archbishop Gude in the camp. If he finds out the relationship between the two, It is also troublesome.

"Archbishop Gude is no longer here." Owen said indifferently.

"Ah?" Julian was startled. He hesitated for a moment, wondering if he should comfort Owen. After all, the relationship between Owen and Goode seems to be very ordinary, but if he didn't say anything, he would at least be the team leader who brought Owen and the others out. In the end, he could only say dryly: "Then your condolences..."

Owen: ...

He couldn't help laughing, and rubbed Julian's head vigorously: "What are you thinking, Archbishop Gude is not dead."

Julian: ...Oh.Indifference.JPG

"Archbishop Gude has something to go back. If there is no accident...he should be arguing with His Majesty right now."

Julian:? ? ?

Fuck?What happened when I went out for more than two months?

Can Archbishop Goode and His Majesty the Pope quarrel?

He glanced at Owen, and found a subtle curve at the corner of his mouth, he had a vague premonition, and heard him say: "Yes, in view of the fact that His Excellency Angel Quan strongly requested to revise the scriptures about the love affairs of people inside the church after awakening, Archbishop Gude disagreed very much, so he went back and argued hard."

Julian: ...Okay, Ulysses is stronger than you, it's amazing to be an angel of power...

Well, you are really amazing, you can even modify the scriptures!Awesome my right angel...

Julian's speechless little expression successfully made Owen laugh, and he suddenly lowered his head and kissed Julian on the face while there was no one around.

Julian looked around reflexively, and only after reading it did he remember that Archbishop Gudd had gone to fight with the Pope to revise the canon, and no one here cared about the relationship between the two of them.

After thinking about it, he raised his head and kissed Owen.

The two big men who didn't know how many times they had done more intimate things became shy because of this small kiss, and looked in other directions at the same time.

Julian didn't understand why he was suddenly shy, anyway, he just felt a little embarrassed.

The two walked forward slowly, originally they were walking side by side, but at some point their hands were connected together.

The moonlight was beautiful, and under the dim silver light, two men, one tall and one short, walked side by side, dragging long shadows on the ground, unconsciously overlapped.

"I said...wouldn't it be better for you to find a place where no one is around? Why do you have to come to this kind of place to provoke us bachelors?" A voice of resentment sounded from behind the two of them.

The corner of Julian's mouth twitched, and when he turned around, he saw Angus squatting in the corner, looking at him sadly.

"Yo, when did you come out?" Julian greeted.

Angus didn't speak, just stared at him with that faint gaze, sighing while watching.

Julian:? ? ?What's wrong with this man?

"Alas..." Angus sighed, looking at the sky with melancholy: "Why did I give up everything in the illusion, but was still rejected? If I had known earlier, I might as well be indulging in the illusion..."

Julian:? ? ?What nonsense are you talking about?

He looked at Angus without words: "You know that the illusion is fake?"

"know."

"Then you still want to indulge in the illusion?" Julian was shocked.

Angus showed aggrieved eyes: "But the officer in the illusion is very gentle to me, and it almost satisfies all my imagination of the officer."

Wait, sir?Isn't Angus's chief his senior sister Alia?

It turns out that you have a crush on my senior sister...

Julian couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth. No wonder this guy treated him very well during those two months of cooperation. The good ones were a bit flattering. He was quite puzzled why. Now it seems... so he is Ellie Senior Sister Ya's dog licking...it's not surprising.

Owen Diary:

Hehehe, it's so exciting to secretly hold the little hand.

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Rounding up is no one sees.

Rong Hua: Crying, my master said I am not a human being... tree people have no human rights..._(:з」∠)_

(wipes away tears), from today on, please call me Niu Kulu Ronghua! (#‵′)

Cough cough, this article is coming to an end, but it will take some time, please don’t worry... _(:з」∠)_

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"My good brother went bankrupt and I kept him in captivity"

感谢在2020-06-3022:32:04~2020-07-0113:14:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Wuyouzi and his daughter-in-law;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：最爱astral65瓶；Lanlanlan、葉沐凝20瓶；蘫绮、绯色之音10瓶；279112149瓶；yanz5瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!