"Then it's time for Lord Amos to communicate with His Majesty the Dragon King. You and His Royal Highness Li Bai can move freely, but don't disturb His Majesty and the others."

The barrier opened, and Amos and Cyril left. Qiao Nan followed Cyril and returned to the palace of the Demon Race.

Most of the people in the palace were outside, and there were a lot fewer servants. The housekeeper gave them a vacation, and they could go out and play.

The city owners waited for Amos and the others to leave, and then they gathered together in twos and threes to gossip wildly.

They didn't believe what Lilith said at all, and it was only Lilith's love brain who couldn't distinguish priorities.

substitute?

Maybe it was before, but what Amos decided was definitely not a stand-in, or it was really a stand-in, and that couldn't be admitted.

At first glance, it has not been beaten by society.

The place where they chatted was the small living room outside Amos' bedroom, which was the most heavily guarded place in the entire palace. Don't worry about someone eavesdropping and don't worry about someone attacking.

The most important thing is that the two of them will fight without being disturbed by others.

It doesn't matter, if it is Amos and Cyril, this hurdle is not sad.

Moreover, what he said is not false, but only selectively revealed part of the truth. If you really want to go deeper, you can't find any clues.

Jonan was very open to this, he buried his head on Cyril's shoulder, his soft hair was against Cyril's neck, and Cyril patted his back to comfort Jonan.

He could feel the child in his arms very uneasy, as if nervous about the conversation that would soon follow. However, as Cyril said, he would not be angry because Jonan concealed something from him,

He knows Qiao Nan's suffering, and also knows that everyone has their own secrets, and Qiao Nan is just an ordinary child in front of him. Even if Qiao Nan really made a terrible mistake, he would not abandon Qiao Nan.

After all, this is his own child, and he brought it out by himself. I watched him babble and grow into a beautiful boy from the moment he was born.

The speed of the two was very fast, and they basically came to the palace within a few breaths.

Amos didn't see anyone, and took Cyril directly to the small reception room, closed the door, and opened the barrier to prevent anyone from eavesdropping.

"No one is there now." Amos closed the door, and then knelt down to Qiao Nan again, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, I have always trusted you, and I hope... you can treat me Remove the heart, I will always be your backing."

Just as he was about to kiss the back of Qiao Nan's hand, Cyril pulled him away, "Speak up if you have something to say! Don't do anything!"

The author has something to say: Combat Power Ranking:

God of Light > Amos=Cyril > Bo Saixi [Sea Race] > Galadriel [Elf] > Li Bai > Norman

That's right, Norman, he's the best)

One more later

☆, Chapter 33

Chapter 33

Cyril is Jonan's father and is nominally Amos' boss.

Amos, who thought it best not to conflict with his father-in-law, stood up obediently.

It seems that in the future, need to coax husband to be a little more happy.

Qiao Nan coughed, "Thank you... But I think it's better to say it."

"If you can't say it, you can don't say it, as long as Dad knows you are still you." Cyril was afraid that Qiao Nan would be afraid, so he simply sat beside Qiao Nan and held his hand, reassuring Qiao Nan, "As for the rest You don't have to worry about it, just leave it to Dad."

Jonan burst into tears.

Amos also hurried over: "Old... His Majesty Cyril is right."

Amos, who almost blurted out the word old husband, pretended to be nothing.

Hearing the two of them say that, Qiao Nan was a little dumbfounded.

He thought he would be questioned, and he was ready to be questioned about the truth, but the two of them said that it would be fine if they didn't.

Although he knew that the two of them might be advancing by retreating, Qiao Nan decided to speak out.

Qiao Nan hesitated for a moment, released the disguise, and Cyril's hand became a bit slender, and the breath around him became pure, becoming a pure demon.

And the little boy who was soft and like cotton candy just now has a different look. Even if he is sitting on the soft sofa, he is still sitting upright, exuding the breath of a superior.

Facing such Qiao Nan, Cyril's body subconsciously sat upright.

He had the illusion that he was facing another king.

And now, sitting beside him is his son. .

Qiao Nan tugged at the strands of hair hanging on his temples, a little afraid to look at Cyril. He knew that Cyril might not be able to accept it at this time and wanted to take his hand back.

"Isn't this very handsome!" Cyril laughed, he reached out and messed up Qiao Nan's neat long blond hair, and rolled his hair into a bird's nest. Is that so? Very handsome!"

"Hey?" Qiao Nan blinked, unable to believe that this was what Cyril cared about. He blinked and looked back in surprise with his chicken coop head.

"However, Nannan, you have grown up completely, and you will become more masculine when you reach maturity. It looks good in this way, but men still have to have muscles to feel safe."

"I have muscles." Jonan emphasized.

He just looked thin, and he still had six pack abs after taking off his clothes.

Cyril accepted this well, and Amos also breathed a sigh of relief.

If possible, he didn't want Qiao Nan to fall into such a difficult situation of choosing one of the two, and he didn't want to see Qiao Nan embarrassed.

It's just... Could such a majesty be incapacitated?

Qiao Nan kept his demon form like this, sitting on the soft sofa, Cyril sat on his left, and Amos sat on his right, sandwiching Qiao Nan in the middle.