Poisonous mushrooms

But Yrel didn't seem to feel the tense atmosphere of the two people around him, and he didn't realize the danger of this matter at all with his thinking. He even turned his head in a good temper and asked Hills with a cold face next to him, " What do you think?"

Making up his mind was always out of his mind, especially when Sears was around.He has long been used to not using his mind, and is happy to keep it that way.

Of course Hills refused, "No, Yrel, this is very, very excessive."

His emphasis was occasionally helpful, and Yrel nodded thoughtfully, then said in a tone that was a little regretful but not paranoid: "Well, it doesn't matter."

Brad was silent for a moment, and then began to suspect that he might really have a problem with a male with a serious genetic defect, but because of this, he felt that he was also quite wronged.

He didn't really want to make things difficult for Yrel, he just wanted to let Yrel get familiar with the living environment of males, which isn't too much, right?

He convinced himself with this reason, then took a deep breath, and continued: "Isn't he your female? You should dominate them, not listen to them, so that your status will not be reflected, and they will also won't respect you."

Yrel looked at him with a puzzled look, and it took her a while to answer, as if thinking about his words with his limited comprehension.

"But, I'm too lazy to think about it." His tone was brisk, and even seemed a little reasonable, "And I'm not used to such things, just let them decide."

"Aren't you afraid that they will hurt you?" Brad almost hated iron for steel.

Yrel glanced at his legs slowly, then raised his hands slowly, and showed him his hands with fragile bones. The worm marks on the inside of his wrists seemed to be soft. The scarlet traces seemed to be the bloodstains left after the flesh was cut open.

"If you want to hurt me, it's such a simple thing." He replied seriously.

Brad was speechless, suddenly realizing his mistake.If he is jealous of such a male, then his provocation is destined to not get any feedback, this one does not have the arrogance and self-esteem of being a male.

He gritted his teeth secretly, walked away without saying anything.

Yrel didn't pay attention to him, and after withdrawing his attention, he started to look around aimlessly again, and forgot what happened just now after a while.

It's just that he forgot, but Hills didn't.

Hills certainly sensed Brad's hostility, but the hostility seemed gratuitous to him, presumably from something that had happened while Yrel was away from him.However, at this time, Yrel's flaws became very obvious, and it was impossible for him to get the truth from Yrel's mouth.

But he can't investigate the male insects either. This is something that will be taken to court and given a heavy sentence. The Florilla family doesn't have the qualifications and strength yet.

He was in a good mood at first, but suddenly became depressed.

Yrel is too sensitive to emotions. He was looking at the flowers planted around him, and when he belatedly focused on Hills, he could still find the emotions that Hills didn't show.

He hesitated for a moment, and handed over the freshly picked flowers, "Here you are, don't be unhappy."

Hills took the flowers and felt a little better, but he couldn't bear it when he looked down, "Yriel, you can't pick this flower."

"What?" Yrel replied slowly, even his movements were faster than his thoughts, and before he could reply, he had already picked a handful again.

"After picking this flower...it will melt." Hills paused slightly in the middle of his speech, because he was a little reluctant to let go of the flower Yrel gave him, so just now, the flower in his hand slowly Withered and melted into a bright red sticky liquid.

Yrel froze.

Hills wanted to take the flower in his hand. After all, he was still partying now, and this kind of male party would be broadcast live on some online platforms.When going out, the housekeeper and he both devoted themselves to dressing up Yrel in a grand and grand manner. After all, as Yrel's first appearance at the party, Yrel's image is quite important this time.

But Yrel didn't react, his fingers were still holding the flower stalk, the temperature in their hands made the flower melt faster, and it melted completely in a short while.

Oops, Hills' first reaction was like this, but soon he felt that it wasn't that bad.

This fragile flower was originally a very beautiful color, but after melting it is also a very gorgeous red.Yrel tied up her silver hair today, and all the accessories on her body are mainly gold, and the gold is mainly embellished with red gems.But the clothes he wore were mainly white, and Hills was worried that the white clothes would look ugly after being polluted, but the red flower paste fell from Yrel's clothes, like crushed The petals probably catered to the red gemstones on his accessories, and didn't look too obtrusive.

Hills's aesthetics has not yet reached a harsh level, so he can't say whether this is good, but he doesn't think it's as bad as he imagined.

He held Yrel's hand to keep him from moving, and decided to find a place to help him wash his hands, and if possible, change his clothes—although it was not practical, because he was dressed so grandly today, If you want to change clothes, it may be better to exit directly.

At this moment, a burst of brisk laughter came, and Saichel, who was still holding flowers, came out from behind the flower bed.

"Why are you so stupid? Have you never seen this kind of flower?" He looked at Yrel with interest, with a bright smile on his face. The self-confidence that can't be said on the top is publicized.

Yrel still remembered his dance just now, so his attention was immediately attracted.

But Saychel has lighting and makeup on the stage. Now that he is off the stage, he is not as beautiful as Brad.

A little disappointment was visible to the naked eye on Yrel's face, and then he started to wander again, seriously thinking about why the bugs on and off the stage were different.

Saichel didn't know what he was thinking, but this didn't prevent him from continuing to look at Hills, and then asked Yrel: "Your Highness, do you want to play games with me?"