big auction house

Jules lay sideways on Raphael's bed, waiting for Raphael to find him a new set of pajamas, looking boredly at a sword mounted on the wall. A large ruby ​​on the handle.This is Raphael's family heirloom. Looking carefully, there is a family crest faintly hidden in the ruby.

"What are you looking at?" Raphael came over with a set of pajamas and a long towel, put the pajamas aside, wrapped his hair first, and asked when he saw him staring at the wall in a daze.

Jules was playful, and said deliberately: "I think this sword is not bad, give it to me."

Raphael said: "This is a family heirloom, and it can only be passed on to the heirs of the family. This is for you."

He walked to the side, opened the cabinet, and took out a ruby ​​ring from an exquisite box. The ring was exquisite in workmanship, especially the ruby ​​on the top, which was extremely huge. Its texture was exactly the same as the one on the hilt, as if it was the same You can also faintly see the badge inside.

You don't need to think about it to know that this ring is priceless.

Jules was still picky: "Vulgar! I'm afraid that others don't know that you are rich? Only a nouveau riche like you will do such a thing."

"I also know that your eyes can't appreciate such a noble thing, but I don't know how someone would be so excited to expose their stupidity. Fortunately, I have a good attitude." Raphael retorted, took his hand, and put the ring on him on.

Jules raised his hand, and the ruby ​​was more crystal clear under the light against his white and slender fingers.

"Okay, I reluctantly accept it. In case I'm short on money, I can still sell it for a few dollars."

"Are you short on cash? Do you want cash or..."

"I mean if..." Jules turned his head and replied, only to find himself nestled in Raphael's arms, Raphael's hand was wrapped around his waist, looking at each other, not five centimeters away.

The two of them had never been this close when they were sober.Hugging, only happens when Jules' medicine is on the attack.

So both of them were startled, and Raphael let go naturally, went to the desk, and sat down to read the official documents.

I don't know how long it took, I stood up and turned around, and saw Jules crawling on his bed like a cat, covering him with his quilt, curled up in a ball, and fell asleep early.

An invisible smile appeared on Raphael's face.

"What's this called? 'Dove Occupying the Nest'?" He said, pulled the quilt back, blew out the candle, and lay down beside Jules.After a while, Jules turned over, and more than half of the quilt was gone.

Repeatedly, Raphael couldn't help tearing off the quilt and hugging Jules in his arms.

When Jules opened his eyes the next day, he saw Raphael sitting beside him flipping through a book.

"Aren't you going to work? Hypocrite!"

"It's not easy to sleep like an idiot!" Raphael said, got out of bed, got dressed, and turned around again.

His gaze was like a torch, and Jules suddenly felt suffocated.

Raphael asked: "Are you going to Clovina in the morning?"

"I'll only go in the afternoon."

"I'll be back for lunch at noon."

"What does it have to do with me!" Jules turned over to sleep, but the corners of his mouth were raised slightly.

Only then did he realize that the reason why Raphael didn't leave just now was because one hand was held down by him. Seeing him go to work with one hand stiff, he was in a good mood and stayed in bed with more peace of mind.

Recently, Duke Rafael, who was always late and left early for no reason, calmly began to criticize others under the eyes of everyone, as if he had never made a mistake.

From a certain point of view, these two people are equally thick-skinned.