The Elegant Life of the Maodao Family

Contrary to the sarcasm, he wasn't angry.

When he woke up the next morning, the bed next to him was empty.Mao Dao rarely got up earlier than himself, so he jumped up in a panic.Worried about whether Mao Daoshi was in a bad mood again, he ran somewhere alone.

Although he was very unwilling, he still couldn't fully understand Mao Dao, a man who exuded a certain peculiar temperament and was somewhat different from ordinary people.Mrs. Maojima would occasionally think of some very serious and strange things, and would not consider issues that are generally taken for granted.In a sense, it is both fresh and touching, but sometimes it will increase the psychological burden and even make him feel a stomachache.

He opened the bathroom door and looked around, but there was no sign of Mao Dao.When I checked the closet, I found that there was a shirt and pants missing, so it seems that I should have gone out or went downstairs to the lobby.He also hurriedly finished his grooming in the morning and walked out of the room.

Ms. Maojima is in the lobby next to the restaurant.

Sitting on the sofa, there is a local travel guide book with a lot of color photos on his lap, but it feels like he just scanned it randomly, and his thoughts seem to be wandering somewhere.

"You are here, and I was surprised that no one was in the room."

As soon as he stood beside him, Mao Dao-shi closed the book and looked at him with icy cold eyes like accusation.

He was thinking with some annoyance, it seems that since arriving here, Mao Dao has not been in a good mood.If this was the Maojima mansion in Japan with many loyal subordinates, he might have been angry long ago.As far as he is concerned, he is trying his best to make Mao Dao-shi happy, but if the other party doesn’t explain the reason clearly and always looks unhappy, no matter how much he likes and loves Mao Dao-shi , there will also be an unpleasant feeling.

"You've had enough trouble."

Contrary to his usual attitude, he said in a cold tone.

"If you don't want me to worry, just put on a happy face and take a look. If that's the case, I'll leave you here who seem to want to be alone, and go to other places by myself."

Mao Dao bit her lips tightly and got up from the sofa.

He immediately grabbed the slender arm to prevent Mao Dao from leaving.

"What the hell are you mad about?" He repeated the same question he asked last night.

"I'm not angry."

"Look at me."

"I said I'm not angry!"

Mrs. Mao Dao raised his voice, and the French couple who just entered the hall saw their little quarrel, showing an expression of "Oh..."

The two were embarrassed for a while, and after saying good morning to the couple, Mao Dao sat back on the sofa again, and he also sat down on the chair next to him.

"Sorry, I couldn't help being too excited."

After he apologized first, Mao Dao also shook his head to express his indifference.Mao Dao also wanted to apologize for his vague and incomprehensible attitude, but he couldn't successfully translate it into words.

"Let's spend leisurely in the hinterland here today."

"It doesn't matter."

"You can go to the spa and get a body massage, and I'll go to the gym to sweat a little. You can also play tennis and croquet, do you want to play?"

"I haven't tried either."

"Oh, that's it. It looks like I can ride a horse too."

"No."

"That's right. If you ride a horse, I will break a cold sweat for you. If possible, I don't want you to ride. If you want to ride a horse outside, at least you have to wait until you can ride your own horse properly."

When Mao Dao was angry and wanted to refute, the female manager came out of the restaurant and informed everyone that the breakfast table was ready.

In this way, the two spent the first three nights in the lake area and set off for the next destination.

When Mao Dao was tired and fell asleep, the car drove into the Green Norton area, and from here turned to the A5092 line and drove towards Connie Stern Lake.

The target's lodging place, the B&B run by his college classmate Shen Wu and his boyfriend Lesley, an Englishman, is on the right hand side shortly after turning right at Lowwick Green.

When he slowly drove the car into the parking lot in front of the building, Shen Wu heard the sound of the engine and the rustling of tires on the road, knowing that it was the arrival of an old friend from Japan who had been waiting for a long time, so he flew out meet.

"Shengo!"

He also got out of the car immediately, and the two were very excited because of their reunion after about ten years.

"Wow~ You are still so handsome~"

Shingo wrapped his arms around his neck and said so fascinatedly.

"Let go, idiot."

To hide his embarrassment, he rudely interrupted Shingo, but he didn't feel uncomfortable.Perhaps due to the influence of living in the UK for a long time, Shingo, who has no taboos about physical contact, stretched out his arms to hug, and when he responded with a gentle hug, Kayaojima opened the door of the passenger seat and got out of the car.

Even when he saw the two people embracing each other, Mao Dao just stood aside with his eyes showing no emotional ups and downs.

After he noticed Mao Dao, he first introduced Shen Wu to Mao Dao.

"I mentioned it to you a little before, he is my college friend, called Kawamoto Shingo."

"Please advise."

Shen Wu looked directly at Mao Dao, and greeted him casually without fear.It seems that because the other party is a companion of an old friend, there is a kind of cordial feeling from the beginning.Of course, Shen Wu also saw the relationship between the two, because he knew from college that his old friend was a man who was only interested in the same sex, so he knew without asking.Besides, about that hobby, in fact, I am the same.

"Shenwu, he is Mr. Mashima Sumiri."

He felt a little hesitant to call Mao Dao's name directly, so he added an honorific introduction for the time being.Mao Daoshi sighed softly, but he didn't think much about it.

Shingo moved the luggage in the suitcase to the entrance together with him.

"Where's Rasley?"

"He just went to put the flowers he picked in the garden into your room, so he should come downstairs soon, right?"

Shen Wu has a thin body, but even through the short-sleeved POLO shirt, it can be clearly seen that his arms and chest are still full of well-trained muscles. Although he is wearing jeans, his well-shaped legs must have no fat It has the muscles it should have.Although her appearance is not the type that can be described as beautiful, she is well-proportioned and smart-looking, and she is very kind.

"I'll tidy up my luggage later. Would you like a cup of tea first? He... uh, is Mr. Chengren? He looks very tired."

After Jing Shenwu said this, he turned his head to look at Mao Dao.Mao Dao stood a little distance from the two of them, his face was indeed pale and tired.

Shingo suddenly poked his chest lightly with his elbow while showing a smirk.

"You don't mean to ravage his thin body every night, do you?"

"Stupid, stupid, what are you talking about!"

He blushed in a panic, and Shen Wu went even further.

"Oh? It seems that you didn't guess all wrong? You, who were famous for not dating fixed objects, would you be obsessed with others to that extent? Could it be that he was the first person you got serious about? So it turns out in this way."

"Hey, don't talk nonsense to him!"

"I know, I won't grow up with you in a greenhouse. He who looks very innocent said that I slept with you a few times before."

"Yeah, because then I don't have to tell Lesley Wheeler how many times I've slept with you before."

Shen Wu clicked his tongue in displeasure.

"You're still an annoying person. Forget it. Hey, he's looking over here. Go and be with him. If you're not feeling well, maybe it's better to let him sleep in the room."

Without needing to be reminded by others, he quickly left Shen Wu and approached Mao Dao with strides.

"Are you ok……?"

He put his palm on Mao Dao's forehead, and after comparing it with his own, he breathed a sigh of relief, as if he didn't have a fever.

At this time, there were footsteps running downstairs, and the two of them looked up together.

"Hey!"

The tall Englishman, with dark tawny hair and light green eyes, extended his arms affectionately to him on the way down.

"Raslie!"

He also responded with a big smile.

After finishing the hug and long-lost greetings a little easier than when he reunited with Shingo just now, he introduced Kayashima in the same way as when he introduced Shingo.Maujima just shook hands with Leslie.

Leslie asked Maujima what he thought of Britain, and whether he had any special likes and dislikes in food, in English with a special accent.Moujima responded to the question with nodding and shaking his head only, so Leslie asked him if Moujima didn't speak English.

"Yes, as long as this person intends to speak, he will speak in British English that is several times better than your standard, so don't worry."

After saying this to Leslie, he turned to Maujima again.

"Let's go?"

"Where to go?"

Mao Dao said in surprise.

"Room."

After the short answer, he confirmed to Leslie: "The room should be ready, right?"

"Of course, ah, he doesn't seem to be feeling well, his face is so pale, or is he always so pale?"

"Because he is different from us. He is a person who doesn't usually bask in the sun. But aside from this, his complexion is really bad. His physical condition and mood seem to be a little bad these two days."

No matter how fast he and Leslie spoke in English, Mao Dao could understand it. It was not pleasant to be presumed to be in a bad mood, and it made him even more angry because it was the truth.

He didn't care about Mao Dao's unhappy thoughts, and took Mao Dao's hand a little bit forcefully and walked up the stairs.

Although there is not much space,