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Song An didn't go back too late. Today is the day when Dias held a banquet. Being late always makes the lord look bad.

As soon as he entered the door, he was stopped by the housekeeper, saying that the lord had been waiting for him for a long time, and asked him to go over immediately.

Song An didn't expect that he would be so valued, so he could only straighten out the folds of his clothes, adjust his mood, and followed the housekeeper to the bedroom.

The butler just sent him to the door and left. He had to knock on the door himself, and then pushed the door open after getting permission.

Dias has already changed into the clothes he will wear for the banquet. The dark black glossy embroidered suit is very simple and stylish, with a white shirt and the same bow tie, making him look like a leading actor in a movie So handsome.

He seemed to like jewelry very much. He had a diamond brooch in the shape of a white rose pinned to his chest, and he wore a huge red gemstone in his hand, which shone dazzlingly under the crystal light.

Song An walked over with his hands behind his back, eyes full of admiration.It has to be admitted that Dias is a very attractive man, even if only visually.

On weekdays, he is like fine porcelain, cold and noble, making people feel inaccessible; but at this time, he is like a gorgeous jeweled crown, with compelling arrogance, oppressing people want to surrender.

It's a pity that such a person is inhumane. Sure enough, the heavens are fair.

Thinking of this, a trace of pity flashed in Song An's eyes, which quickly turned into softness and gentleness.

"Master Dias, can I go back to my room and change my clothes? Your banquet is about to start, I don't want to miss a second."

Having said that, the young man's hands tightly behind his back showed that his purpose was clearly not that simple.

Seeing Dias' gaze, he even adjusted his direction involuntarily, without revealing any clues.

Dias was pleased by his pitiful appearance, and the depression that he had been waiting for for a long time was all gone, but he was looking forward to the surprise that the young man gave him in the evening.

He didn't want to break the young man's carefully cherished little secret, so he just asked the maid to send a custom-made dress to Song An.

"You don't need to prepare clothes. I ordered someone to order them. I hope you like them."

It was a dress that was almost identical to Dias's. The same white rose diamond brooch was placed on top. The brilliant diamonds exuded dazzling brilliance, pure and charming.

Song An happily took it over, as if blurting out inadvertently: "How does your lord know my size?"

After he finished speaking, he seemed to realize something was wrong, lowered his head slightly uncomfortably, looked at the delicate clothes in his hand, thanked him hastily, and stopped talking.

The room was very quiet, and the brown brocade screens fluttered slightly in the evening wind, just like the silent but heaving hearts of the two.

In the end, it was Dias who broke the ambiguity that was lighter than the moonlight, otherwise he was really worried that the beautiful young man would blush all the way to his neck, and finally steamed himself.

"Go, I'll be waiting for you, let's go to the banquet together."

Song An was slightly relieved after returning to the room. He put the clothes and gift boxes on the table, and sat on the bedside, frowning and thinking.

Rachel was very suspicious, but at this time everyone believed that the murderer had been caught, and Dias even planned to hold a banquet to celebrate. If he said it at this time, it would undoubtedly be pouring cold water on the hot fire, and the consequences were unpredictable.

What's more, Rachel's image is too good. She is not only a good police officer who is hated by everyone, but also obviously very trusted by Dias.

If I just expose her true face like this, how sure can I bring her to justice?

Song An fell down on the big soft bed, unable to make a decision for a while.

The banquet finally started, and this was probably a rare and lively time in the castle.Male and female servants in uniform shuttled gracefully and lightly between the venues, delivering fine wine and food to the guests.

The crystal chandelier emits soft light, the band in the hall plays soothing and pleasant music, and the dazzling array of beautiful food attracts the attention. Whether it is sincerely happy or falsely flattering, at least everyone present has a relaxed and happy smile.

Song An came out with Dias. He held the Lord Lord's arm and walked down the long, golden carpeted steps with him in a dress similar to a couple's outfit.

The gazes of Emily and guest No. 3 almost pierced him, but they couldn't affect him. After all, when it comes to psychological quality, he can still boast.

Standing cheekily beside Dias and accepting everyone's attention, the young man seemed very calm, which made Dias even more impressed.

To be honest, he doesn't like this kind of party very much.He was secretly called a monster when he was a child, and he dominated others as he grew up. Banquets are rarely held in castles.

But this time, for the first time, he offered to hold it.

But these people are still so boring, Dias said a few words casually, and brought Song An to the balcony.

The window sill covered with soft tulle cuts off part of the sight and sound, and all you can see is the slightly gloomy garden and woods in the night.As the music and conversations faded away, the crisp chirping of insects outside came alive.

"When are you going to give it to me?"

Dias must admit that his patience has been worn out so much that he can't wait to see the gift that the youth gave him.

Song An was taken aback for a moment. He glanced at his watch and said that it was really not time yet.But it's always disappointing to refuse such a thing, let alone reject Dias.

There was a tinge of red on his face, and his beautiful eyes fluttered back and forth uncomfortably, then he coughed lightly and said, "I wanted to send it to your bedroom after the banquet, so I didn't bring it with me." .”

Dias's heart suddenly went numb, as if he could imagine the young man quietly coming to his room like a night-stalking cat, offering the gift he carefully prepared like a sacrifice.

But whether the gift is a thing or a youth, I'm afraid even he himself can't figure it out.

He frowned regretfully, blaming himself for his impatience.

But it doesn't matter, he always has other ways.

"I got someone to bring it."

Dias clapped his hands, and saw the housekeeper walking over with his head down, holding Song An's gift in the room with both hands.

The gift could be regarded as a square shape, and it was tied into a bow with a beautiful blue, red and white ribbon. The wrapping paper was a blue flannel cloth covered with golden stars.

Song An took it over helplessly, the lord's desire to control is really strong enough.

When the butler left, he opened the box, and inside was a round birthday cake, with a circle of fresh red strawberries piled on the snow-white cream, with the words "Happy Birthday" written crookedly in the middle.

To be honest, this kind of cake can be said to be at the level of a bad street, not even as good as the chefs in the shop, but Song An is obviously prepared.

He didn't dare to look into Dias' eyes, so he could only fix his eyes on the cake.

"I accidentally found out about the birthday of the adult, so I specially made this cake, and wanted to send blessings at twelve o'clock in the morning. However, this is the first time I make a cake, and the time is relatively short , did not do well enough, please don’t hold it against me, my lord.”

The sweet and creamy smell is wrapped in the sweetness of strawberries, and penetrates into Dias' nose, but he feels that it is not as sweet as the youth.

In fact, as long as the young people inquire carefully, they will know that the lord does not like to celebrate birthdays, and even ignores this date intentionally or unintentionally.And the people in the castle are also aware of this, so naturally they will not spoil his interest.

But what does it matter? The young man's dedication to his birthday undoubtedly sprinkled a handful of icing on Dias's heart, making him unable to refuse at all.

"I love so much."

Perhaps it was this sentence that inspired the young man, those extremely beautiful eyes finally lifted up, and looked at him so straightforwardly, with undisguised tenderness.

"Master Dias, happy birthday."

Dias only felt that he was drunk even before drinking.

He twitched his Adam's apple, but only uttered a somewhat unsightly sentence: "I asked someone to cut the cake."

The cake is filled with cream, and there are strawberries and strawberry jam inside. When you press it lightly, the rich cream and jam will flow out, exuding a sweet aroma.

Dias doesn't have a big sweet tooth, but he notices that young people seem to like it.Every time I eat cream and cake embryos, I will squint my beautiful eyes happily, as if I was intoxicated by tasting something delicious.

His pupils deeply inhaled the appearance of the youth, as if he was addicted to some treasure.

"Master Dias."

In this quiet and beautiful atmosphere, a voice broke in arrogantly, frightening the young man like a chinchilla who has stolen jam, turning around quickly and smearing the cream from his mouth.

Dias's face was gloomy all of a sudden, and his cold and frosty eyes pierced the person mercilessly. Emily, who had just entered, stopped in fright and stood there at a loss.

Today's Emily can be said to be extremely beautiful. After taking off the monotonous black and white work clothes, she is now wearing a tailed dress with pearl sequins.

Her long golden curly hair was pulled up lazily, and the luxurious dress set off her graceful and slender curves to the fullest, especially the beautiful back that was fully exposed, making her look as beautiful as a deep-sea mermaid.

Song An had to admit that Emily really worked hard, and I don't know if Dias can appreciate her charm from it.Thinking of this, he sighed in his heart, an inhumane man, faced with such a scene, he didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

Dias still didn't know what was going on in his heart, seeing the young man looking at him, he thought he was jealous.

He was a little bit reluctant, but also faintly pleased.Obviously, the arrival of a competitor has made the cute cat nervous.

Dias asked coldly, "Who told you to come here? Is there something wrong?"

Emily glanced back and forth between the two suspiciously. She couldn't believe that Dias was closer to the country bumpkins on this remote planet than to herself.

She blushed slightly, handed the white rose flower in her hand to Dias, and sent out the invitation shyly: "My lord, can I dance with you?"

Dias looked at the flowers in her hand, with a gloomy dislike flashing in his eyes, and flatly rejected her request.

"No."

He turned to look at the young man, his tone softened a bit: "Want to dance together?"