shadow love

The dinner that day was wonderful. There were dozens of people in total. Some guests moved to the back garden to eat in the glass house specially arranged for the buffet, while others stayed in the restaurant to form a large table.

André Montmorency, as the master, is naturally in the main seat. Next to him are Eva and Simon Sterling. Although the two Habsburg brothers have a high status, they came here halfway after all.

Sterling's special trip to be a guest this time can't be ambiguous at all, and Andre thinks that it is easier to monitor and control Sterling by his side, and he doesn't want Sterling to have too much contact with the Habsburg brothers.

Feng Yan was a little absent-minded, and began to look for Bader in the house. After all, he had been with him for a while, and now he wanted to find someone to amuse and pass the time, and now he also understood that Bader was just a toy, so he couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic.

Looking left and right, there are people I don’t know, which is a bit boring. Could it be that Bedell went out to eat the buffet, or that beastly guy just jumped on the board when he ran out of others.

Looking at Tong Jin's friend on the opposite side, what's his name, it seems to be Krons, Feng Yan frowned secretly, that person glanced at him and Tong Jin from time to time, it was too obvious.

"Jin, you don't know him well." Feng Yan slightly turned to the right to communicate with Tong Jin in Chinese.

"Who?"

"We're across from each other."

"...Not very familiar!" How come he lacks confidence.

"Then why does he keep looking at us when he has nothing to do?"

"How do you know he's looking at us if you don't look at him?"

"...I have a hunch that something is wrong with him."

"Well... there might be a big hole." Tong Jin made a joke of self-deprecating.

"Then you jumped into the pit?" Feng Yan's jumping thinking quickly followed, brother, there is a tacit understanding.

"No, maybe, ready to jump."

"Are you okay!? I don't have any medicine." Although Feng Yan said that he liked men against common sense, he never thought that his brother would have this possibility, and he wanted to stop him for a while.

Tong Jin stopped talking, raised his eyelids, and glanced at Clens, his four eyes met each other, and the flames splattered all over for a moment.

"Your conversations are really interesting."

Feng Yan was startled and looked to the left. It was a charming woman with cool short hair and sharp eyes. After racking her brains, she confirmed that she was someone she didn't know, but she seemed to have known those bright eyes.

"I don't think Mr. Feng remembers me. Please allow me to introduce myself again. My name is Breda."

Feng Yan was still puzzled and couldn't remember at all, but he just pretended to be enthusiastic.

"Of course I won't forget she's a beauty." He said vaguely.

"Then I must not meet Mr. Feng's standard of beauty." He said with a slightly hurt expression.

Feng Yan was amused by this cheerful woman, "Breida? I remember. Do you understand Chinese?"

"I am very interested in Chinese culture, so I learned a little."

"Do you know André Montmorency well?"

"No, I came here with my friends." Breda smiled, glanced at Feng Yan, and then at Andre in the main seat.

At this time, Eva is full of affection, charming and laughing beside Andre in every possible way, trying to grab all of Andre's attention, and she almost sticks to Andre.

Feng Yan snorted softly, looked back and forth between the faces of Andre and Eva several times, and finally settled on Andre's face.

Sensing Feng Yan's gaze, Andre stretched the corners of his mouth slightly, and gave a restrained, dizzying smile.

After the meal, melodious music sounded in the back garden, and a chic small dance hall gradually took shape.

After greeting each other with a few words of courtesy, the guests dispersed one after another. Andre had already left his seat in the second half, and Eva also left early to follow Andre.

Feng Yan saw it, and felt a heavy and dark feeling in his heart, but he didn't notice it himself, and it was completely unconscious.

Tong Jin didn't pour cold water this time, and went to the back garden to meet upstarts by himself. The Habsburg family always needs someone to support them. Although Tong Jin didn't enjoy it, he also devoted himself to his duty.

Feng Yan lingered in the hall, thinking about when it would be better to go to Andre. After all, Andre might be unable to get away with the beauty in his arms, and he was not going to do good things to bad people.

Sterling came out from nowhere, and stood in front of Feng Yan, "Your Excellency Habsburg, I have long admired you." This was the only Chinese sentence Sterling learned, and the weird tone made Feng Yan's skin crawl. .

"Simon Sterling, I think we can be friends." Sterling first introduced himself in English.

"It's my honor." Feng Yan just looked at Sterling with a standard smile. He remembered that this man was sitting next to Andre at the dining table. His demeanor gives people a straightforward feeling, not like a sinister villain.

"Your accent doesn't seem European."

"Oh, I'm an American." He said with a mouthful of white and straight teeth.

"An old acquaintance with Monsieur Montmorency?"

"Forget it, this time I'm here to discuss a... business." Sterling temporarily changed the deal he was about to say into a business, and at the same time wondered for a while, almost everyone he came into contact with recently would inquire about it Whether he has a close relationship with Andre, he suddenly feels that the world is going downhill.

"So it is."

"If you are interested, I would like to invite you to visit my place. My Bill Island is also a special place."

"I'm afraid..." Feng Yan didn't dislike the people he just met, but he wasn't very interested either.

"I just heard that your Excellency is very interested in antiques. I happen to have a collection that has been handed down from ancient Egypt."

"Oh? Then what time is more convenient? It seems that I have to disturb you for two days." It's kind of interesting, but now Feng Yan is thinking of sending this person away quickly, and he is not a defenseless person. It's easy to excuse yourself if you don't want to go.

"Ah... how about after this trip to Montmorency Castle?" Sterling didn't expect Feng Yan to be so forthright, and was taken aback for a moment.

"Well, if there is no temporary arrangement..."

"Boss, so you are here." A thick and powerful voice came.

Feng Yan and Sterling turned their heads to look at the stairs at the same time. Eva walked towards them beside Eric, and Maher with a stern face stood not far behind.

"Mr. Sterling, I was rude before, but now I still want to say willfully, can you dance with me?" Eva walked over lightly, looking at Sterling with a childish smile.

Feng Yan frowned, what kind of play is this singing!

"Haha, it's my honor." Sterling was obviously in a good mood, took Eva's hand and walked towards the back garden, completely ignoring the rest of the people.

Eric dutifully followed his boss and left, leaving Maher and Feng Yan staring at each other.

"Your Excellency is waiting for you in the study." Mahir explained respectfully and distantly, and walked ahead as if leading the way.

The atmosphere in the study was completely different from the surrounding area. It was almost eerily quiet. Feng Yan coughed uncomfortably. After Maher retreated, he quickly scanned around, but there was no figure of Andre in his sight range.

Feng Yan slowly paced inside, and when he was about to reach the balcony, Andre suddenly turned from the balcony and grabbed him, Feng Yan staggered forward without warning and bumped into Andre.

"Fuck, what's wrong with you!?"

"I haven't seen you for a while, and your skills have weakened again?"

"You!" Feng Yan choked one word in his throat, not knowing what to say.

Andre took Feng Yan's arm and dragged him to the balcony roughly, touching the edge of a solid wooden shelf with his free hand.

With a soft sound, the wooden frame slid away. Feng Yan glanced inside, and it turned out to be leading to Andre's bedroom. With a thud in his heart, he became nervous for no reason, and conflicting feelings of sadness and sweetness collided in his heart.

When he was dragged in and saw a person lying on the bed, Feng Yan became a little silly again, but his mouth was merciless.

"Why? Pull me in to watch a live version that is not suitable for children?"

"You did it?" Andre's obviously suppressed emotions were like a storm.

"What! I gave him to you, shouldn't you be happy? There is a better shield!"

"But I think you are more suitable."

"Are you blind? No matter how you look at it, Xiaobai is closer to him!"

"I can't see people wrong." Andre's eyes flickered calmly.

"You want to persecute me that much?!" Feng Yan suddenly raised his voice, a little angrily.

"I can protect you too."

"Too self-confident will capsize the ship. There is a saying in China: Ginger is still hot when old."

"There is also a saying in China: The waves behind the Yangtze River drive the waves ahead."

"Then do you have the guts to let him die on the beach?"

Andre paused and frowned, "So you already know so much."

Feng Yan stared at Andre for a while as if venting, then shrugged suddenly, calmed down, took a deep breath, walked to the bed, and reached out to touch the face of Bai Aiqi who was sleeping on the bed, "He More like isn't it? How perfect."

"..."

"But, believe it or not, I did not arrange this." Feng Yan turned to look at Andre.

"Although I did have this idea at the beginning."

Andre's expression softened, thoughtful.

"How is he?"

"Being drugged, I can't wake up for a while." Andre walked to the side sofa and sat down.

Feng Yan also didn't have any clue for a while, and frowned.

"He's mine, and I'm going to take him away now." Feng Yan said while reaching out to support Bai Aiqi, but before she could get up, she was violently dragged towards the sofa by a force behind her.

"Want to go now?"

Feng Yan lost his balance and fell on the sofa, and Andre pressed him down, fixed Feng Yan's back of the head and kissed him heavily.

Feng Yan only felt dizzy and confused, his mouth was warm and moist, his nose was full of Andre's unique body odor, and he could hear his own heavy heartbeat.

Before he could react, his teeth were forcefully pried open, and the domineering tongue drove straight in, licking and licking a deep French kiss.