Holder Manor Secret

His voice is deep and sweet, just like those days and nights of embracing each other.However, his Chen Nuo was careless and casual.

Edward's anger welled up, "How dare you say that?"

What is the guarantee, and what is the guarantee?The affectionate mask has long been torn off, so why pretend to be gentle now?

Edward had a thousand words in his heart, but he couldn't speak them out—that would be too ridiculous.After all, he has no position to question.To Vincent, he always seemed to lack confidence, retreating step by step, no matter how he tried to break free, it was difficult to resist.And this difficulty is not only due to Vincent's toughness, but also comes from Edward's heart.

He loves him.

No matter what the cause is, how it started, whether it's deception or trickery.Love can take root in any soil.

Edward's mouth was bitter, and he felt something was stuck in his throat, which was difficult to swallow.

He closed his eyes, his trembling eyelashes seemed unable to bear the weight of the moonlight.His muscles were tense and his torso was stiff. Vincent touched the throbbing blood vessels in his wrist, and felt that every throbbing seemed like the last time.

He stopped attacking, looked at Edward, and felt that he was beautiful and so fragile, as if he would shatter if touched lightly.

Some indescribable feelings surged in Vincent's heart.

He reached out and touched the lips of the man under him, dry but soft.The young man leaned over and licked gently.

It's like an immature beast that hasn't learned how to prey; it's also like a clumsy comfort.

Or, just pass on some humid warmth to the elderly.

The voice on the other side of the flower wall rose and then fell, and after a while of rustling, there was the sound of leaving footsteps.Vincent hugged Edward, kissed his hair and forehead over and over again, and pressed his warm palms on his back, which actually brought inexplicable peace of mind.

Edward gradually calmed down.

"Vincent..." He leaned into the warm arms of the young man, and called out in deep memory.

moncher…

At that moment, Edward didn't mind being called a woman, and didn't mind everything that had happened.He is embraced, sheltered, and pampered by what he loves.He wished he could stay here for a long time, wished he could call his lover like a lady.

moncher…

Love me, prodigal son.Stop your steps for me.Look at me, watch me forever.Then love me and kill me.

Edward stood up and looked at Vincent, tears fell from his eyes and flowed on his face.

"Vincent," his eyes were full of pain and longing, "you..."

do you love me?

This look made Vincent's heart tremble. He looked at Edward with some urgency and fear.

Even though he himself didn't understand what he was expecting and what he was afraid of.

"What agreement did you and the baroness reach?"

After all, Edward couldn't ask, the dignity of the elders, the pride of a gentleman, and the sense of responsibility to Mary and the others weighed on his heart and were more important than personal feelings.

Vincent was a little disappointed, but also a little lucky.

"It's no big deal. Miss Holder is married, and I should do my best."

Edward supported his chest and pressed him against the flower wall.

"You know, that's not the truth."

"But can you really bear the so-called truth?"

Vincent changed into his usual tone and put his hand on Edward's bare buttocks. Even if he did nothing, it was enough to make Edward lose the courage to question.

He knew him a little better than Edward imagined.

Edward didn't want to have a relationship with Vincent here, God knows when someone will break in again.He opened Vincent's hand, put on his pants with difficulty, adjusted his appearance, then straightened his spine and said condescendingly:

"If you don't want to reveal it, then I won't ask."

"It's just that you must ensure that the truth will not hurt the baroness or the ladies."

"Otherwise, even if I risk my life to fight you, I will make you pay the price."

Vincent sat on the ground, his clothes were disheveled, but he did not lose his demeanor. Instead, he looked a little sexy because of the mess.

He smiled and replied:

"I assure you, my beauty."

Caramia…