Guilty Records

Duke Hill is a person who pays great attention to appearance and is very vain. He will be very happy when others praise him for his beauty. He is sitting on a sofa decorated with lace, flowers and birds and vines. He is wearing a curly wig which is popular nowadays. There are exaggerated patterns on the side cuffs. It is said that he pursues this kind of beauty that can be painted at all times, but as he gets older, the ugly wrinkles cannot be covered under the exaggerated makeup.

His wife is a traditional British woman, wearing court dress in a restrained manner all the time. The corset waist shows a big buttocks, covered with cumbersome patterns of skirts, tall? Cone, fan? Keeping hands in hand, sitting next to the Duke with a smile on his face all the time, one smiling and the other angry, the whole is not like a painting, but more like a horror movie on film.

Seeing the Duke go into a rage, Ford Hill's falsely crying old face slipped a trace of success, and he pouted, "Cousin, that Louis Si Anjou not only insulted me, but even insulted you with nonsense! In his eyes, Hill The family is nothing worth mentioning..."

Little Hill was very angry when he heard the words! "These bastards are too arrogant!"

The Duke's tone was ambiguous, "The Anjou family is nothing but a group of bastards who grew up in the mud. They stepped on dog shit to get lucky? They made a fortune. These years have been turbulent. I didn't intend to have conflicts. I sent you to talk to them. It’s a great face to help the poor! You still don’t know what to do!”

"Father! Do you want me to take someone there..." Little Hillbi made a beheading gesture.

Old Ford thought about it, and took the opportunity to say, "But I see that Louis Anjou of the Anjou family... seems to be of royal blood, and he behaves differently, not like a pauper."

Such a high evaluation came from Ford, which surprised several people. Little Hill wondered, "But in the past hundred years, there has been no family named Anjou in London. Could it be the past? Those down-and-out families His descendants fled to the slums."

"It's no wonder that he has never been published in the newspapers. The spies he sent couldn't even find a photo... Hey, that's not right. Since you are down and out, how can you cultivate such a person?"

After taking the coffee from the servant, he asked again, "Do you still remember his appearance?"

Recalling the man's appearance, Ford sighed, "Unforgettable, like a Greek god, he has a pair of beautiful green eyes, and I can recognize him in a crowd at a glance."

Little Hill looked at him contemptuously, with a face full of disdain, suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly looked at the Duke, "Father! Green eyes, do you think they are..."

"But didn't I hear that those children have been dealt with..."

Duke Hill, who had been silent all this time, smiled while stroking the armrest of the sofa. His mouth was cracked and the powder on his face began to crack and fall off. He looked a little horrified. Little Hill looked away uncomfortably to drink his coffee, and dared not look directly at him.

"Since he has royal blood, it must have been registered. None of his family members can escape, heh... If it is the bastard of that lunatic's family, it will be easier. Just tell Mary that lunatic woman, and she will help us all." Done, a jealous woman is really scary..."

The Duke explained, "Call that stupid pig Wilson, it's time to contribute to the future."

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In the blink of an eye, little Ximo will soon be one year old.

He can already babble and call out simple words like 'baba', but no matter how Tang Zhibai and his father teach them, it is useless. Either Xiao Ximo can't say it or he just doesn't learn it. There is no way.

Tang Zhibai, who doesn’t pay attention to current affairs, often picks up newspapers to read. Regarding the war on the border, everyone knows that he is worried about Al’s comfort. Some time ago, Louis told him that after Al arrived in Northern Ireland safely, he left the team and headed alone. The center of the flames of war is gone.

He knew that it was useless for him to worry in the rear, and he also knew that Louis didn't want to see himself frowning all day long, so he planned to hold a grand party on Xi Mo's birthday, diluting the days with some children's joyful laughter. sorrow...

On the eve of his birthday, he was only responsible for the decoration of the garden, courtyard and house. The trivial matters such as banqueting guests and party food were left to a special person. He took care of every detail with all his heart, and only hoped that Ximo would have a happy and perfect first birthday. , Such a grand birthday party was something neither he nor Louis had ever experienced.

He got up early every day and was busy, tying balloons and cutting ribbons by himself, and seriously discussing with the gardener what kind of tree should be transplanted at the corner of the courtyard, what color of flowers should be placed in the garden, whether carnations or pink roses should be placed in the hall, Xiao Ximo was ignorant I don't know anything, but I just clap my hands happily when I see everyone busy and lively every day!

When Tang Zhibai woke up this morning, he was still a little tired. He lingered on the bed for a long time before he remembered that the flowers in the corridor hadn't been arranged yet, so he woke up immediately. As soon as his hands were supported, he was hugged by Louis and brought back to the bed, full of male hormones His voice rang in his ears, "I didn't sleep until so late last night."

Tang Zhibai's face turned red immediately, and he whispered back, "I'm already awake..."

"Rest." The words were concise and overbearing.

Yiyu lay in Lu Yi's arms, very warm, he complained, "...now I look like your child."

"Don't you just like raising children?" Louis turned him easily and faced himself, his eyes were crazy possessive in the early morning, and his tone was low, "I'm so jealous of him."

Tang Zhibai smiled, raised his head and touched Louis's thin lips lightly, "Which time have I not prepared carefully for your birthday since I was a child? I will pay more attention in the future,"

I'm afraid that after this banquet, everyone will know that Simo Anjou is the orthodox child of the family, the heir of the family, and his strange face, Tang Zhibai, is Louis' closest pillow. An important turning point in history.

In fact, Tang Zhibai really never cared about these false names? He spent half his life with Louis? He was happy no matter what. Even though the Anjou family came into existence later, all those who helped Louis with his work respected and cared for him. He is very easy to please.

On Ximo's birthday, he really did not expect that so many people would come...

night.

Colorful neon lights are hung among the branches and buds in the courtyard, and the mottled light reflects the rows of candlelight, exuding warm and moving colors. They did not invite the band to play some elegant songs, but many family boys took The folk musical instruments were played, the cheerful ditties were played, and the boys and girls danced a 'tap dance' to the rhythm. For a while, the whole garden was filled with laughter.

Neil was so busy going around the front yard and the backyard, the business partners of the family were invited, and the rest of the good gang family leaders brought their families to bless them. Almost all the dozens of people were entertained by him. Anru and They simply said hello and left. Don't think that Morris will be in charge of these things. He wandered around and ate all night with a cold face, like an autistic ice beauty, and only Gallet was still reluctant to help.

Neil was about to cry, he still has big things to do today...

But from the corner of his eye, he saw the red-haired girl talking and laughing with a group of girls and sisters, and a group of girls were watching him and talking and laughing, as if he was the one they were talking about, Neil immediately cheered up again!Greet guests with a smile.

Most of the business partners came here out of curiosity, wanting to see the mysterious Louis Anjou, the ruler of the legendary Anjou family. Interesting, I finally got a glimpse of my true face tonight. Many people were amazed that he was such a handsome and handsome man. I didn’t expect him to be very successful in his career at such a young age? He has children...

Many people also looked curiously at the Asian man standing next to Louis Anjou. The intimate gesture of the two of them was enough to tell everything. Everyone knew about this concern. The handsome face of that man was not outstanding, but Louis Anjou He was gentle and domineering towards him, but he just stood beside Louis with a blushing face and hugged the child, while the women covered their faces with lace fans and cast envious and jealous glances at him from time to time.

Many women had the dream of turning a pheasant into a phoenix, but they really met Louis, but no one dared to come forward to talk to him.

In such an occasion, there would be no one who didn't have a brain? Go forward? Hook up.

Ximo has the same beautiful dark green eyes as Louis, one is clear and the other is deep, his facial features are as beautiful as those of an angel, and his golden brown slightly curly hair is well combed.

Especially in the morning when Tang Zhibai specially dressed him up. He took him out, put on a small white suit and a bow tie, and his round hands and feet were covered by the clothes. He was as beautiful and delicate as a royal little prince in a fairy tale? The individual is completely related by blood, and no one will doubt his blood at all.

Morris stood beside him bored, puffing his cheeks and chewing on the salad. He was very sensitive to sight. When he lowered his head, he saw a pair of green eyes looking straight at him. Those beautiful eyes seemed to see something new and attractive to him. , without even blinking, the child's eyes were clear and warm, staring at Morris embarrassed, for the first time?: Is it the illusion that there is something dirty on my face...

"Why is he looking at me and smiling?" he asked.

Asking this question made Tang Zhibai stunned, and then he realized that his son was staring at the other person's face very bluntly, and he couldn't bear to move his eyes away. His eyes were full of signs of surprise and liking, "You took care of him back then, he might remember you."

Looking around, he felt reluctant, Xiao Ximo held his mouth a little aggrieved, he had no doubt that if he hadn't been in Tang Zhibai's arms, he would have been babbling for Morris to hug him, and it was the first time Tang Zhibai had seen Xiao Ximo like someone so much people.

By coincidence, Morris stretched out his finger like when they met for the first time, and Simo grabbed it, and watched him 'giggle' happily laughing with satisfaction.

Seeing him live for a long time, others are either trembling or afraid when they see him, and no one has ever smiled at him so brightly.

So Morris asked silly, "Why are you smiling at me?"

For a while, Tang Zhibai felt it was very funny watching the silly interaction between the two, and said with a smile, "He likes you very much."

Like me...no one has ever liked me...

"Do you want to hug him?"

Morris was still frowning and seriously considering whether to hug him, Tang Zhibai caught off guard and put the child in his arms. Ximo was so happy to be in this arms O(∩_∩)O~~, dancing and gesticulating to Morris , babbling as if wanting to say something to him.

After carefully looking at it for a while, Morris shifted his gaze to the saliva dripping from his small mouth, showing disgust, "It's so ugly."

West Mexico: ...

The author has something to say: I hope all the sisters will accept it in advance, and I will start a new article on the day "The Record of Sin" ends.

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