gentleman's servant

Mr. Oscar has been a little troubled recently.

His lover has been unwilling to make out with him for many days, and the reason is unknown.

A lover who likes to play petty temper just wants to have these tastes, and he doesn't mind deliberate flirting between lovers, such as rejecting him once or twice to whet his appetite.

But it seems a bit too much to refuse every time.

Maybe I really annoyed Owen, because he made too much noise in the study, so the lover was embarrassed.

Oscar complained and thought sweetly, how could Owen blame him?It was obviously this little bastard who seduced him in the study.As a result, he played too much, and he became unhappy, and he couldn't be coaxed no matter how hard he tried.

We must take him down tonight, Oscar firmly thought.

In the evening, when Owen helped him change his clothes, Oscar carefully hugged him, and was about to go up to kiss him, but he avoided him.

"What's the matter?" Oscar asked, "I've been angry for so long, why don't you forgive me?"

The lover sighed for a long time, seemed to want to say something but couldn't say it, struggled for a long time and said: "You don't know anything..."

"What should I know? Just tell me, and I will help you solve it." Oscar became worried. Did something difficult happen, so he was so worried.

Could it be his father's troubles?

Owen's father was not a decent man. He deceived Owen and used them to achieve his goal. As a result, they were tied to him. Not only could they not do anything to him, but they were legally bound because they helped him.What a terrible man, he set up a conspiracy from the first meeting, everyone was played by him.

Unwilling to forgive him for what he did, Owen disowns him.

Oscar had been worried that this man would cause trouble, so he kept staring at him, but there was no movement there recently.

Owen was silent for a long time and never said what happened.And it's fine if he refuses to make out with him, he sighs and sighs all day long, and is busy outside every day, either running up and down with the housekeeper, or learning the farming of the manor, he is almost busier than the owner of the manor.

Mr. Oscar, who was left out in the cold, thought this was quite unfair.

When Owen wants, he is ready to satisfy the other party anytime and anywhere. Why is the other party always pushing back and forth when he wants it.

In order to solve this trouble, Mr. Oscar came up with the ultimate trick.

He sneaked into the servants' quarters during the day and locked the door of Owen's bedroom.

Seeing that you have no place to sleep at night, you still haven't come to his bedroom honestly.

At night, Oscar hid under the quilt without wearing anything, waiting for his lover's arrival with a sweet mood.

If you wait for the left, you will not come, and if you wait for the right, you will not come.

Impatient with waiting, Oscar took the candlestick and went to find someone. On the sofa in the living room, he saw Owen sleeping on it.

"You...why are you here?" Oscar said in surprise, "It's so cold here, you're not afraid of getting sick."

The person on the sofa fell into a drowsy sleep, got up and was stunned for a while, before saying, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

"Of course I didn't sleep, I was waiting for you." Oscar frowned angrily: "Are you so unwilling to come to my room? There is no place to sleep, I would rather sleep here."

"It turns out that you hung the lock on my door. I thought someone was tricking me on purpose."

Oscar grabbed Owen's hand in dissatisfaction, led him back to the bedroom, and complained as he walked, "Even if you lose your temper with me, there must be a limit. If you do this again, I will be angry too."

Back in the room, Oscar lovingly touched his lover's cold face, then hugged him and got into the warm bed.

He warmed the other person's body and said: "What the hell are you angry about, tell me, and I apologize to you."

Owen looked at the other party, and said a little moved: "I'm not angry with you."

"Then why have you ignored me for so long?"

"Because..." Owen's face was almost wrinkled, and he finally said, "Oh my god, I can't say it."

"Why can't you say it?" Oscar looked at him curiously.

Owen really couldn't say it out loud. He was so unrestrained during the day, but he was skinned face to face by the housekeeper. Even if he had a thick skin, he couldn't hold on.

"You still haven't said..." Oscar frowned, groping under the blanket.

After a while, Owen was panted and blushed by the other party. He couldn't take it anymore, so he begged for mercy, to be honest.

"Just for this..." Oscar had an unbelievable expression on his face.

"Isn't this enough?" Owen said angrily, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be so ashamed."

Oscar thought to himself, how could it be me, obviously you wore that sexy dress and ran to the study to seduce me.

However, he wisely did not argue with his lover, but comforted him: "Don't worry, I will take care of it."

"How are you going to deal with it?" the lover who was pressed down below asked uncomfortably.

"I'll talk to Hilton." Oscar said naturally.

As a result, the people under him stopped doing it in an instant, struggling to resist, with a face as red as a rose.

"You're crazy! How dare you!" Owen said through gritted teeth.

"What's so embarrassing about it, Hilton took care of me growing up, and he doesn't know anything about it." Oscar said, "I'll tell him to let him leave our affairs alone."

“你不要去丢人现眼！”情人一时间急红了眼，扑腾着说：“你敢去做这么丢人的事，我就……我就……我就揍你一顿！”

Oscar was amused, and deliberately said: "You should try it and see whether you beat me or I beat you."

It seemed that he was really worried that he would talk to Hilton. The little lover struggled for a while, and begged for mercy: "Don't talk nonsense, I will come to sleep with you at night, so we can't be so ridiculous during the day."

Oscar suddenly discovered that his lover was so thin-skinned, and seemed to care more about Hilton than him.

"Ahem, no. Although Hilton is the housekeeper, he can't interfere with the master's private life. I have to talk to him." Oscar said with a serious expression.

"No, please don't." Owen begged with a look of collapse, "Please don't do this."

"But he has already affected our lives. Not only can I not see you during the day, but you are too tired to make out with me at night, so I can't go on like this. I have to warn him to leave us alone."

The little lover was flustered and a little pitiful, as if she couldn't find a good way to deal with it temporarily, so after a while, she put on a provocative pose she had never done before, swayed her waist, and said with a blushing face: "You...you are not Complain that I don't make out with you these days? Come on..."

Oscar's mind crashed, and by the time he regained his senses, more than half an hour had passed.

The person in his arms was still taking the initiative to kiss and touch, dawdling and ingratiating, and then whispered sadly in his ear: "Don't tell us about our private affairs, I will make you happy as much as you want , isn't that okay?"

Oscar swallowed unconsciously, hugged his lover and started the next wave. The last thing he thought was, Hilton, you are really useful.

But the lover threw himself into his arms, so the viscount, who was so overjoyed, soon received retribution.

The next day, the butler of Hilton appeared in the study and said to Oscar: "My lord, Mr. Eric has made great progress in learning about the manor recently. I think he can officially manage the harvest in the village so that he can prepare for becoming the manor housekeeper in the future." Prepare."

"Okay, Hilton, do as you want." Oscar nodded and said.

"Then I will send him to the village below tomorrow to learn about the autumn harvest." Hilton saluted and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute, how long?" Oscar asked hastily.

"Report to my lord, until the end of the autumn harvest." The old butler answered unhurriedly with his head held high.

"That will take a month..."

"Yes, my lord, is there any question?" Mr. Butler asked with a serious face.

Faced with such a serious question, Mr. Oscar suddenly felt his throat itch, but it was difficult to say why.

It was uncomfortable for him to be separated from his lover for a day, and for more than a month, it was... so uncomfortable.

He crossed his hands subconsciously, wanting to negotiate with Mr. Housekeeper, whom he had dealt with since childhood.

Ordinary people would know that Lord Viscount was angry when he crossed his hands, and they would probably no longer dare to argue with him, but Hilton Butler was definitely not among them.

Sure enough, before he could speak, he was stopped by Mr. Butler: "Mr. Eric will be very happy to agree with my proposal. During his absence, Billy will take care of your lord personally. You can also take advantage of this time to keep the manor and the house together." Take care of the factory affairs, and meet the guests who were not available because you were 'busy' a while ago."

"Hilton, you know..." The Viscount, who refused to give in, still wanted to resist.

"After the autumn harvest is over, it will be cold and there will be no guests. You can read a book and rest quietly. No one will disturb you. At that time, I will arrange for Mr. Eric to clean up your study and bedroom. Every corner has to be cleaned, I’m afraid it will take a whole winter, what do you think of this arrangement?”

After a few seconds of ideological struggle.

Mr. Oscar nodded solemnly: "Hilton, you arranged it very well, just do as you said."