The Lost Mermaid [Zhongyingmei]

Doris was not used to being so close, but she couldn't help but lean closer to him.

She suddenly felt that her body was so cold that Carl's skin was attached to her body, and she even felt a little hot, making her body so hot that she was about to sweat.

Doris' hands were entangled with Carl's and gradually became sticky.

Karl played with her fingers, feeling that the contact wasn't enough.

His eyes were fixed on her red lips, and he did not speak for a long time.

Doris looked at Carl with hazy and affectionate eyes, and he looked at her rightly.

Behind Karl was the carved wooden window. She raised her eyes and looked into his eyes, but she couldn't see his eyes clearly under the backlight.

His face was gently soothed by the sun, and the thin down hair formed a misty circle of light.

Just like an angel.

Doris reached out her hand and stroked his cheek.

Carl took her hand and lowered his head slowly.

His lips finally caught the delicate lips like rose petals.

Doris's heartbeat finally eased down as if the dust had settled, and she eagerly asked for it between her lips and teeth, and couldn't wait to tell Carl her thoughts and anxieties these days through this kiss.

Carl was first surprised by her initiative, and her tongue was lightly entangled with hers, like a tango with a certain amount of advance and retreat, and the ambiguous sound of water was like eager dance music.

Doris's kiss even carried the breath of the ocean, and her breath didn't have the heavy and choking perfume floral and fruity scents of ordinary human women.

Under this warm comfort, Karl's fatigue of the past few days was swept away.

At this time, he was sensitively aware of the uneasiness in Doris' urgency. Carl expected that he had lost contact with her for a few days, which must have made her anxious.

Carl stretched out his hand to caress her neck soothingly, kneading her gently.

Her long black hair was wrapped around his fingers, and Karl's movements became more and more gentle.

Doris raised her arms and put them on his shoulders unconsciously. As the kiss deepened, her arms wrapped around his neck.

Her body was leaning tightly against the back of the sofa chair behind her, and Carl's broad arms were in front of her. He pushed her against the sofa with a little force.

Such pressure and gravity actually gave Doris a real feeling.

Otherwise, she really felt like she was going to fly.

She raised her head to meet his kiss, even the pain in her neck was gently rubbed away by him.

Doris couldn't help moaning out of comfort.

The sweet voice made Carl curl his lips.

The two people are so compatible even when they connect and kiss.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the door.Doris woke up from the indulgent kiss, she faintly heard the voice of 1900 joking with his friends.

She let go of the arms around Cal's neck, and Cal finally let go of her.

The two wet lips finally parted reluctantly.

"Your brother is back." Carl's voice was extraordinarily awkward.

Doris nodded indiscriminately, obviously not fully recovered from the kiss just now.

"Are we going down to meet him?" Karl asked deliberately, obviously he didn't want to leave Doris.

Doris listened for a while, and vaguely recognized that 1900 was calling his friends to the piano room for rehearsal.

She shook her head: "No need, I'm afraid my brother can't take care of us."

Carl couldn't help laughing, he looked at Doris, his dry hand gently wiped her wet lips.

The kiss just now didn't make Doris blush, but such an affectionate movement made her heart beat faster, and she turned her eyes away.

"I've been trying to contact you these days, but you don't..."

"I'm busy with the Titanic." Carl explained, but he didn't say anything, including Joey Love's handwriting, and all the letters sent to him by Doris were all privately seized by Joey Love .When he questioned him angrily, Joey Love only casually cited the old Hockley's order - he gave Joey Love the power to control Karl under "special circumstances".

It's just that he was always unconscious and too arrogant in the past, which made old Hockley completely worried, so he had to give up his power to others.

No matter how much Karl regrets his debauchery now, he will regret it too late.

He can't simply take away Joylov's powers, because Choylov symbolizes old Hockley's power in a way.

Carl can only slowly build up his power organization - he needs a quick-witted young man at his side to fill the role that Joey Love had with old Hockley.

"I also have to thank you for the advice you gave on the Titanic last time. Even though Mr. Ismay was unwilling to invest more, those shareholders also faintly stood by us under our insistence—of course, any No one wants their lives to be threatened.”

"—though they still think the Titanic never sank?"

"Yes."

Doris nodded, the worry on her face still not being dispelled.

"My dear, don't worry, we have done everything we can. Now, there are enough lifeboats on board, and even if something happens to the Titanic, everyone will have a place in the lifeboat."

"Carl." Doris looked at his vigorous face and asked hesitantly, "Things will definitely not be as simple as you said... What did you sacrifice for this?"

Carl froze.

"Those shareholders—I'm not really that simple. I took it for granted that they would be easily persuaded. Although Mrs. Bucket spoke harshly that day, she was definitely not the only one who thought that way."

Carl stared at her blankly, not expecting her to say such a thing.

"Doris, you are more than I imagined..."

"Much smarter?" Doris smiled slyly, "I know, my thoughts are a little simple and a little reckless, which makes you ready to take on everything, but I must not be your drag."

"We are one, Doris, and nothing is a drag or a drag."

Doris leaned her head on his shoulder, feeling his body temperature.

Carl is like her medicine, always giving her great peace of mind.

"I haven't been able to contact you these days, but I've thought a lot by myself. Carl, I said before that I don't want to be a dodder that depends on you for survival. I don't want to drag you down."

"You said that you plan to put all your money into the Titanic in order to gain power. Then, the Titanic means a lot to me."

"Carl, I told you that I once had a dream in which the Titanic was silent in the endless sea on a cold night-but you must not believe that it was a 'prophetic dream', but if I told you , I even saw carved door panels floating on the sea?"

"Carved door panels?"

"It was the door of the VIP lounge that day—Carl, the carving on that door is a strange oriental pattern, and I have already asked Mr. Andrews, it is unique!"

Carl's expression gradually became serious: "You mean, the carved wooden door you 'saw' in the dream really existed? Even apart from the carved patterns on the Titanic, it will never appear anywhere else?"

Doris nodded eagerly, staring intently into Cal's face, realizing that Cal was finally taking what she said seriously.

Karl stopped talking, he frowned, thinking.

He accepted Doris' mermaid identity, but it didn't mean that he could easily accept all the bizarre things that surpassed his level of cognition.But the "evidence" presented by Doris made him [-]/[-]% believe it all at once.

There was no need for Doris to joke with him like this.

Carl looked at Doris, and seeing her nervous face, she couldn't help showing a comforting smile, and he confessed: "As you said, those major shareholders will not be easily persuaded—unless I give more profit."

Doris pouted angrily, Karl's contribution was for the lives of the entire ship!On the contrary, did he have to pay for those alone?

"However, if your dream is really a prophetic dream, it doesn't mean that my concession is a loss - if we save the Titanic, this is a gain!"

"why?"

The corners of Carl's lips curled up, revealing his usual arrogance and confidence.

"I promised them that I would transfer half of the shares in the Titanic, and—" Carl stroked Doris's long hair, "All those lifeboats will be donated by me. Doris, I am now But penniless."

"I raise you!"

Doris's simple words made Carl laugh out loud.

But after the joke, the corners of his mouth slowly dropped, he kissed Doris's forehead, and whispered: "I'm not joking with you, I really put all my wealth into it—— I said earlier that I planned to buy the shares held by Mr. Ismay, but not only did I not buy them now, but I also sold the shares.”

"Carl..." Doris closed her eyes and let herself snuggle up to him.

His decision must be very difficult, and Doris couldn't believe it, just because he had no evidence, Karl was willing to do this for her.

"Of course I don't intend to use this to coerce you into trusting me unconditionally, Doris." Carl inserted his fingers into her curly hair and combed it down one by one, "I just trust you and will not deceive you on purpose." Me, joke with me like this."

If the Titanic hadn't sunk, everyone would be happy.His donations, even modest ones, brought him a modicum of fame.The steel for the Titanic comes from a steel plant under his name, which will also drive subsequent orders to skyrocket.

If the Titanic sank, the lifeboats he donated would have at least saved most of the people, and such a deed would more than make up for the shortfall that the Titanic's steel might be "problematic."

Carl is confident in the products of his steel mill, but what if?

And half of his shares have been sold, even if something goes wrong, he will not be the biggest "unlucky guy".

People must learn to be content.

This is something Carl is forced to learn from Doris.

But the last thing a businessman needs is "satisfaction".A good businessman is often greedy like a devil, exploiting the blood and tears of the poor.

Karl needs to find a balance between the two.

"There is one more thing about Ruth." Carl said the name that Doris often worried about.