Guilty Records

Ximo grabbed his sleeve and tried his best to climb up like a little monkey, babbling, his clear and round eyes were completely reluctant to leave his father.

Remembering that he almost died in the underworld, and that Ximo was stuffed into the camera obscura by himself, he would be injured if he was not careful, and he was still so young.

Tang Zhibai fell in love with his father. He hugged Ximo and kissed him on the forehead. His eyes were moist and he promised, "Baby, it won't happen again? This time, is it because Dad hurt you?"

Maybe it's a child who looks like a child for ten days and ten days. After not seeing Tang Zhibai for a few days, he feels that Ximo has grown up by a little bit.

So many things have happened recently, and Louis is especially regretful, but the past is the past after all, and there is no way to make up for it. Tang Zhibai doesn’t want to miss the days when Ximo grew up again. This child looks too much like Louis, Tang Zhibai He is a gentle person, but there are some things. Maybe he also wants to make up for it in Ximo.

"Don't be sad, the young master is the happiest to see you."

Triss is a bold and meticulous American girl who doesn’t rely too much on delicate emotions. She wiped away her tears, wiped them on her apron smartly, and suggested: “I’ve boiled milk and soup in the kitchen. Cut it? The sausage and fish are inside, you just came back from the hospital, do you want to take a rest for ten minutes? I will bring dinner to your bedroom with your husband in ten minutes?"

Then Tang Zhibai was in the hospital for the past few days? He was about to lie down and degenerate? He didn’t dare to disobey Louis. At this moment, when he returned home, his heart? Niannian?

He shook his head, "Ximo probably didn't eat either, right? Then send it to the small living room on the second floor and light the fire in the fireplace. I'll play with him for a while, and I don't want to rest now."

Louis didn't care about his overflowing paternal love, and took Ximo away and threw him into Triss's arms without expression. Tang Zhibai hurriedly said, "You? Are you lighter?"

Louis: "You? You are not in good health. You should go to rest after dinner."

Domineeringly decided to let Tang Zhibai want to express protest, but Louis has always been very consistent, and the decision cannot be refuted.He was a little afraid of Louis, so he had to compromise and say softly, "I don't want to, Louis? Go to bed and lie down? I feel like my body is going to lie stiff. I want to go to the fire and I'll rest on the sofa, okay?"

This sentence is inexplicable? It sounds like a baby. Tang Zhibai is a person with a light personality like a clear spring, like flowing water splashing jade. Over the years, the natural brilliance has polished ten? Such as the distant Daishan fog, the specious distance always makes people indulge in it. A person like him was called a gentleman in ancient times, and his character should be like an orchid. It is hard to imagine? ten days.

Louis frowned and looked at him. Just when Tang Zhibai blushed and thought it was impossible, he said flatly, "Tracey took ten thin blankets and pillows and put them on the sofa, and sent the dinner there too."

"Okay, sir." Triss snickered carefully ten times before going back to the kitchen with Ximo in her arms.

The laughter was small, but did Tang Zhibai hear it? He unconsciously handed over his clothes with his fingers, coughed ten times and looked up to the second floor, deliberately not looking at Louis, and pretending to be calm.

The rain is falling, accompanied by the rustling of sycamore leaves, the warm bonfire in the fireplace illuminates the surroundings, like a gentle and delicate hand caressing the face, white mist forms on the window glass, reflecting the gloomy changes of the forest outside, Tang Zhibai's side Lying on the soft sofa with a blanket slanted, looking down at Ximo, who was crawling around on the floor and playing with toys alone, his whole body was relaxed and comfortable.

Although it is not as big as the manor where I lived since I was a child, it is like a dozen complete homes, just like a dozen travelers returning home after a snowstorm, walking alone in the vast wind and snow, and traveling thousands of mountains and rivers for several years. , finally found his hometown, the place where he used to live was empty, luxurious and cold, and took Louis to inherit his life, but always looked like an outsider.

Therefore, he always treats others with humility and alienation. This is a kind of self-protection, but in this small family, under the protection of Louis, he can indulge his nature and no longer bear the pressure and social blame. Perhaps Tang Zhibai was born to be like this life.

"White."

Louis sat next to him, looking at him seriously and carefully.

"Huh?" Suddenly called out, Tang Zhibai looked at him in a daze.

The watery eyes are like the chilly spring caused by the condensed mist in spring, which makes people unable to resist approaching.

In front of Tang Zhibai? He never concealed his desire, and he did it when he was attracted by him. Tang Zhibai was still ignorant, but Louis put his hands on his shoulders, and his thin cool lips touched, as soft as light clouds in the sky, but? With a surging domineering aura, Tang Zhibai was crushed on the embroidered pillow. Louis was like a usually abstinent but dangerous beast, dormant in the dark forest and staring at him. His ambition and strength were strong and restrained.

He opened his tongue and swept across ten levels domineeringly. Tang Zhibai's shortness of breath was frightened and infected by his raging desire, and the heavy breathing of each other was intertwined, like two crazy beasts entangled and fell into the haystack. Tang Zhibai's lips were red and swollen seductively, panting, he hurriedly stopped, "Ximo...is still here."

In fact, since their illness, the two of them haven't been intimate for a long time. They face their true love intimately all day long. No one can resist this kind of temptation.

Xiao Ximotuan was sitting on the floor stall, holding a toy wooden horse in her chubby little arms, staring at the two overlapping people on the sofa, without making a sound, just watching curiously.

Louis glanced at Ximo indifferently, and said coldly, "Ximo, this is your father who loves you? Dad."

The West Mexicans are small, but they listened to Louis's words very much, and even nodded in a serious manner, half understanding.

Tang Zhibai was ashamed to death, and quickly pushed? Pushed his shoulder, "You? What nonsense are you talking to the child?..."

Before he finished speaking, Louis possessed him again, and the turbulent desire like a whirlpool completely overwhelmed him. His fiery body was overturned in the soft fabric of the sofa, and his shirt was half covered with bloody red spots. Tang Zhibai is like ten or so fallen leaves, fluttering with the waves and the strong wind, he doesn't know where to return, and he doesn't know where he will end up. His blushing cheeks are wet and his eyes are wet. Make a low syllable.

Louis never shy away from children when doing this kind of thing, Tang Zhibai was very distressed all the time, so he avoided letting Ximo stay in the bedroom almost at night.

Just when Tang Zhibai's boat named Desire was about to roll into the endless deep sea with the surging waves, Louis stopped? Tang Zhibai looked at him with moist eyes and doubts, seeming to blame and not understand, Louis was green and deep At this moment, his eyes were stained with ten layers of red, which was very deep. He stared at Tang Zhibai seriously, and answered his doubts in a low voice, "The doctor said that your body is still very weak, and it will take a while."

After finishing speaking, he brushed his red lips with his fingertips, and then entered the bathroom.

Tang Zhibai was left lying on the sofa panting, his face blushing...

……

Louis [-] came out of the washroom covered in mist, wrapped in a bath towel, and his long wet hair was casually draped over his shoulders. Tang Zhibai was sitting on the sofa holding ten stacks of letters sent by Ayer to the battlefield. He is expensive, but Al? He sends him a letter every few days regardless of the money, because he knows that Tang Zhibai is far away and misses him.I haven't come back for more than ten years, and I have accumulated five or six letters.

Tang Zhibai casually read when he heard the sound, "Al said he heard the news about Xirong Salman from ten or so old nuns. Fortunately, I finally got some news. I hope he doesn't fail this time. I will definitely not let him go when the damned Salman comes back... Hey Louis, how many times did you say that? How? In this way, the wet hair is draped over the shoulders, which is not good for the cervical spine."

In life, Tang Zhibai is an extremely nagging person. Only his close family members can see these ten points, but in life, Louis is almost obedient to Tang Zhibai, and he bows his head to agree with any blame. At the moment, he just quietly Listening to Tang Zhibai's daily nagging.

Tang Zhibai put down the letter and waved to him, "Come here, let me help you? Wipe your hair."

Louis put the towel in his hand, sat quietly on the carpet, and let Tang Zhibai dry his smooth black hair carefully and gently.

Gentle and soft, always slipping through Guangxi like this.

……

Because of the cannibalism of the bloody Earl and his wife, the murder of the sons of the rich and powerful, and the suppression of the guards sent by the royal family, public anger began to ferment throughout the UK.

The perennial war between the border and Tsarist Russia has made many civilians overwhelmed. Most people leave their homes where they have lived for hundreds of years just to find food. More and more explosions, riots began to happen.

Its initial form was just a dozen or so? Outraged civilians put on masks to punish vicious nobles. Later, the group got bigger and bigger, and the royal guards began to control it. The same slogan sounded, and the riots no longer stopped in London. In the city, protests and riots began to occur throughout Britain. They burned all noble families, even the descendants of nobles. Many down-and-out nobles were "hanged to death in front of their houses".

In order to control these ten phenomena, the royal family focused on Mrs. Mary Roberts, the beginning of cause and effect, and tried their best to attribute all the noble and dirty phenomena to her. This kind of scapegoating method was long ago? An agreement has been reached.

But it is hard to find this woman, and no one will believe her when she is announced to the public. All these ten plans have been delayed, and now everyone in the nobles is in danger, and there must be ten people to bear the crime? Only Mary Roberts is the best choice.

In the early morning, Tang Zhibai sat in the restaurant and flipped through the newspaper.

Because he confirmed the identity of Louis, he couldn't help but read some political and current events, but now he saw more and more bloody and cruel pictures on the page. A large number of nobles were hanged on the iron gate, and many of them were innocent. Slaves and children are also accompanied by capitalists and the rising new government’s objective evaluation. It seems objective but actually every sentence is full of ruthlessness and cruelty.

He frowned and commented, "Their anti-noble sentiment is so high that they are almost insane. Now, any nobleman will suffer. If it is found out that someone who has openly made friends with the Lancaster family is in a bad situation, The master did something wrong? It’s not good, but why did they not let go of the servants and babies at home.”

Louis was eating the soup, not caring about the ten-year phenomenon, and said lightly: "This is public anger. Every ten-year reform of the era will always be accompanied by ten-year bloodshed. This is the only way history must pass. You? Don't be too sad that no one is completely innocent."

Tang Zhibai was a little restless, "Louis, I'm a little worried about the Duke of Norman. After that incident, I heard that the Norman family was in a state of collapse, and even the military power in the suburbs was returned to the Stuart family. , if these?

It was Louis who raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "Are you still worried about him?"

For him, this is not a very good memory. Tang Zhibai was tortured like that by Xiao Wei ben Norman, and Louis almost killed him that day, but Tang Zhibai didn't hate Norman for so many years Norman has never treated himself harshly, and he has ten good friends with Tina. If Norman Manor is destroyed by these thugs, it will be difficult for him to calm down.

"I don't hate him." Tang Zhibai bit his lips, "I just... think he's a little pitiful? What happened that day was an accident, and his feelings for his uncle have gone crazy? Maybe I also have that kind of intense and crazy feeling. It’s hard to say, it’s been an obsession for so many years, it was a big blow that night, and it’s understandable that I was mistaken for my uncle, besides, I’m still wearing my uncle’s clothes.”

"Ten years? Louie, he never gave us a hard time, you know that."

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I will update tomorrow, and the little red flower of NO.16 will not be given to me

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