The Sensory Animals of Ston Hill

Grace starts wearing menswear to meetings.

He realized the convenience of trousers more and more. When he was talking alone with an adult, the other party no longer unconsciously glanced at his skirt, and then unconsciously showed a frivolous and neglectful expression.This is good, because he needs the other party to listen to him carefully, so that he can drive out the demagogy that Earl of Arundel stuffed into the other party's ears.

He worked harder than before and got up earlier than when he was in the villa.At four o'clock in the morning, the first few birdsong in the garden would wake him up, and he would get up straight away and start his day's work.

It was the cleanest moment, even the guards were dozing off standing up.

Grace carried a box of letters and came to the room where the documents were kept.Here are letters sent from all over the country.

This is also the old tradition of the national conference. Before the meeting, petition letters from different classes are collected from all over the country. The diocese is the unit. The number is huge and there is more nonsense.Many unimportant letters were put away before they were opened, and only he was willing to read them one by one.

He pushed open the door, and the guard at the door suddenly woke up and stopped him, telling him that it is not suitable to go in at this moment.

But it was too late, Grace heard Alan Ston's voice from inside: "Miss Nakoren, please do me a favor, I haven't slept all night, please don't make trouble for me?"

Grace almost laughed out loud.He hurriedly shut his mouth, gestured to the two guards, quickly got into the room, and closed the door gently.

Those two people were in that room inside.

It's a pity that he missed Miss Nakoren's answer, and only heard Alan Ston say again: "...if you sit on me in this position, I will definitely be as hard as iron, but this has nothing to do with your charm Nothing to do...seems like I have to be more ruthless, but I really don't want to sleep with you."

Since moving into the summer palace, Grace had been busy with the most serious things, and it had been too long since she had come across something amused.

Itching to death, he held the file-case under one arm, slipped lightly and swiftly to the door leading to the inner room, crouched down and looked through the keyhole.

It turned out to be a pose.

Alan Stone was supposed to be working at a desk before, but for some reason, Miss Nakoren sat on his lap.But the postures of the two are not intimate: Alan Stone is leaning back, his back has reached the back of the chair; Miss Nakoren is not brave enough, she puts her hand on Alan Stone's shoulder, but does not Dare to move forward.

They should kiss, Grace thought narrowly, and then he could ask Alan Stone if Miss Nakron had inherited the Marquis's bad breath and bad teeth.He felt that Alan Stone had become too silent after returning from the front, and he had to be teased to talk more, to see how embarrassed he was.

"Who does the captain want to sleep with? That Grace?" Miss Nakoren asked in a voice on the verge of tears.

Grace was listening intently, when her name was called suddenly, she was so frightened that she almost sat down on the ground.He stroked his chest twice with his hands, and hastily brought his eyes to Shuo again.

"Of course." Alan Stone said.

Grace felt like she was going to faint like those ladies.

"But you, you..."

"What are we?"

Alan Stone can still laugh!

"Isn't she your father's illegitimate daughter?"

"Oh, by the way, someone said that, but of course it's not true. Do you also believe this stupid rumor? If she is my father's illegitimate daughter, how could my mother keep her and use the family's food Raise her?"

Miss Nakoren fell silent.Does she believe it?

After a while, Miss Nakoren said again: "But she's a whore, you can tell by the eyes! She must have slept with many men, how can you like such a man!"

Alan Stone still smiled, "Listening to what you said, I almost forgot where you put your hand just now. Even if you have a little useful experience, you won't be able to make me take off my pants. In addition, Haven’t you heard the saying? Fruits with bug eyes are sweet. Fruits like yours that bugs don’t like to bite, exude a nasty smell——Okay, please get up quickly, I really do I'm about to sneeze, the smell of you makes my nose itch."

Grace hurried back behind the bookshelf, knowing that Miss Nakoren would be coming out soon.

Sure enough, within a few seconds, the door was pushed open, and Miss Nakoren ran out crying.

Grace hid behind the bookshelf, and couldn't decide whether to continue hiding here until Alan Stone also left, or to sneak out as soon as possible.

He hasn't decided what to do yet, Alan Stone has already come out.He turned around and walked straight towards the bookshelf where Grace was hiding.

Grace's heart almost jumped out of her throat. The books on this shelf were not full. If he could spell out a complete Alan Stone through the gaps between the books, then Alan Stone must also Can see him!

He thought he had been exposed.

But Alan Stone didn't look behind the bookshelf.He was absent-minded, his eyes only glanced at the bookshelf, he took a book from Grace's nose, and stood in front of the bookshelf to read it.

He opened the cover, turned the title page, stared at the first page for two seconds, then raised his head suddenly, and finally had a face-to-face with Grace.

The author says:

Grace: Surprise!