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Raphael's face, which was praised by others just now, almost comparable to his reputation, showed four red marks.

Jules was startled, but he didn't expect him to escape.

"You..." Jules was stunned, and then said: "Are you a fool? Don't you know how to hide?"

"Why should I hide from you?"

Jules opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word of rebuttal.

Raphael took his hand and said, "Besides, look at the moonlight, isn't it beautiful?"

Before Jules could speak, he heard a voice coming from afar.

"Clovis, this is outside...someone...don't do this...you bastard...uh..."

Looking up, on the stone bench in the distance, the back of Clovis was half leaning on the bench. Under him, a pair of slender legs were still trying to struggle, but the jacket was quickly taken off, revealing the snow-white skin.

Jules couldn't help but blushed, and avoided to the other side.

He walked faster and faster, and suddenly his hand was grabbed, and his whole body was dragged in front of another person, only ten centimeters away from that person's face.

"What's wrong with you? Your face is so red, do you have a fever?"

The man looked at him puzzled, reaching out to touch his forehead.

Snapped!Jules patted the man's hand: "Crow's mouth, I will be unlucky if you talk about it."

The man didn't care: "Little man, come with me."

Moon stars are rare.

The night is dark blue with a little starlight.

The night was very quiet, the moonlight shone faintly by the river, only the sound of the wind could be heard.

Jules closed his eyes, feeling the wind blowing across his face,

There is also the wind blowing, far away, full of grass fragrance.

"The moonlight is so beautiful!" Raphael, who was sitting next to him, took a deep breath and said, "Little man, it's just in line with your hypocrite's style of being sad about flowers and moon."

"Can't you show your ignorance, superficiality, arrogance and eagerness to wait for everyone to laugh at you if you don't abuse oriental culture in this way?" Feeling Raphael's breath in his ears, Jules turned his head uncomfortably: "You put What am I pulling up for?"

"Do you remember the river at school?"

"Just the river that is said to have been blessed by the God of Love, and if you date there, you will love each other forever?"

"Hmph." Raphael pointed lightly: "There is also a river there, and there are the same legends."

"Really? Then Cupid is too free."

Raphael didn't answer, Jules turned his head to look at him.

Raphael has quiet eyes, soft facial lines, and slightly undulating chest, as if the world is peaceful.

I have to admit that Raphael's appearance is a gift from God.Under the long eyelashes is a tall mountain peak, and the mountain peak is connected with light red roses...

The lake moved, and Raphael turned his head, his voice was still calm: "What's wrong with you?"

Jules didn't move, he closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

There was a very faint, very faint fragrance on Jules' body.

Raphael didn't know exactly what it was, but he could guess what it was.

The palace is a hotbed of corruption. If he doesn't use this kind of thing, it doesn't mean he is unfamiliar with it.

It was already late at night and the countryside was remote, only the sound of the wind could be heard, as if a woman was crying.

Jules opened his eyes and jumped down: "Don't come here," he said, his voice trembling.

Raphael reached out to grab his belt, and the two spun down the tree trunk.

Jules' strength slowly disappeared, and when he fell to the ground, he realized that he was hugged by Raphael.

With some anger in his heart, he jumped down and pushed Raphael away.

Raphael didn't make a sound, just looked at him, and let him go forward by himself, and when he walked into the spring, his figure disappeared behind the big rock on the bank.