Deep sea mermaid head-to-head strategy

Klein shied away several times, but the hospitality was hard to bear, so he patted the dirt on his body cautiously, and followed Butler Parton into the big house.

In the past ten years, Klein has seen this room from the outside countless times, but this is the first time he actually walked in.

The room is quite spacious, it is a duplex structure with upper and lower floors, and it is magnificently decorated.

The spiral staircase climbs up to the second floor along the wall. There are oil paintings hanging along the wall, and a huge chandelier hangs from the roof of the second floor. Dozens of high-end light system magic balls are embedded in the light groove.

Klein has always been informal, so he couldn't help but pay attention in such an environment. When he stepped into the room, he kicked his feet carefully to see if the floor was dirty by himself.

"Please follow me." Butler Parton led the way.

Klein hesitated, but seeing that Butler Patton didn't care, he walked over uneasily.

During the process, his steps were very light, as if he was afraid of breaking the floor.

Butler Patton brought Klein to the bathroom, and said at the door: "Please go in and wash up. The contents inside can be used as you like. I'll prepare clothes for you. If you need anything else, you can tell me."

Klein quickly said, "I don't need the clothes, I..."

Butler Patton said: "It's just ordinary clothes, please don't refuse, you've helped us so much, I haven't thanked you enough yet."

Butler Parton said "you" in one bite.

Port Paloi are all civilians and don't pay much attention to etiquette. Klein has never been called that way since he was born, and it sounds awkward.

It was like an ugly duckling being treated like a swan, which made him terrified, but no matter how many times he corrected him, Butler Parton refused to change his words.

No way, he had no choice but to thank and accept.

After closing the bathroom door, Klein saw himself in the mirror, and his heart was overwhelmed——

The person in the mirror was unkempt, his old clothes were covered with mud, his face was black and white, and black mud was embedded in his fingernails. Only his eyes were as clear and transparent as usual.

Was he dangling in front of Sweet just now with his whole body covered in dirt? !

The walls in the bathroom were covered with large white tiles, and the toiletries in front of the mirror were also spotless. Klein felt like a vulgar beast that suddenly broke into the palace, and was out of place here.

Obviously, Butler Patton was also busy outside all morning, and his body was also stained with dirt, but he was still calm and decent, completely different from him.

Klein had a vague idea in his mind: Butler Patton's dirt was only on his clothes, and he... he seemed to be the dirt itself.

Feeling a strange feeling in his heart again, Klein walked under the shower head in confusion, and gently turned it, and the water flowed down.

It was only when the water hit him that he realized that he hadn't taken off his clothes. He jumped away and turned off the shower head, only to see thin muddy water flowing from under his feet to the floor drain.

It's really made of mud.

If it was at his own home, Klein would have thrown his clothes and shoes everywhere. Now he took off his clothes and didn't know where to put them. He simply put them under his feet, stepped on them barefoot, and turned on the shower.

There are many bottles, jars, and magic balls in the bathroom. The housekeeper said that they can be used casually. Klein carefully identified them, found shampoo and soap, and washed himself thoroughly from top to bottom. I also washed the clothes I took off.

Water was dripping from the tips of his hair. Klein couldn't find anything to dry. He opened the bathroom door and found a tray at the door. There was a bath towel on the tray, and neatly folded clothes under the towel.

Klein directly brought in the tray, shook off the bath towel to dry himself, and changed into clean clothes.

The clothes are new, quite soft, with a fresh smell.

After putting it on, Klein found that the clothes were a bit too big, there was some room in the shoulders, and the sleeves and trousers were a little longer. Although it didn't fit well, standing in front of the mirror wearing such clothes didn't seem to be that inconsistent with the environment behind him. up.

While rolling up his sleeves, Klein suddenly thought: There are only the butler and the young man in this big house. The clothes are about the same size as him. It can't be the butler's, so it can only be...

The skin under the cloth became hot, like a needle prick under the epidermis, dense and dense, spreading all the way to the heart.

At this moment, the door was knocked, and Butler Patton's voice came: "Master Klein, have you finished washing?"

"Oh, oh, it's finished!" Klein quickly rolled up his sleeves and trousers and went out before he could figure out what the throbbing was.

Seeing him, Butler Patton said with satisfaction: "You and the young master are really similar in figure."

The conjecture in his heart was confirmed, Klein asked: "This dress really belongs to the young master? Why does it look bigger when I wear it?"

The housekeeper said: "The young master's appearance always gives people the illusion that he is very thin."

what……

Klein never figured it out, is that plain-looking boy actually taller than him?

After washing up, Patton brought Klein to the dining table.

Klein wasn't used to other people's work. He stood by and watched, and insisted on following up in the kitchen to help Parton.

While packing up the dishes, Klein saw the basket he brought on the cooking table. He opened the lid and found that the food he brought was empty, and only a washed casserole was inside.

"Master Klein." The butler suddenly called out.

Klein turned around: "What?"

The butler said, "Can you please help me bring out the seafood soup?"

Klein was worried that he had nothing to do, so he immediately put down the basket, went to pick up the exquisite soup can, and walked out of the kitchen.

After Klein left, the butler looked at the basket and sighed.

The dining table in Newman's house is very long and can accommodate more than a dozen people to eat together. Klein has been to the banquet held by rich merchants in the town, so he placed the soup can nearer the front.

He was about to straighten up when he heard a voice in front of him: "What are you doing here?"

The tone of this voice was cold, like the sound of jade stones occasionally salvaged from the bottom of the sea falling to the ground. It was inexplicably pleasant, and it immediately trickled into Klein's ears.

He looked up suddenly, and saw the blond boy in a white shirt standing in front of the stairs.

Klein shook his hand, and the soup in the soup pot splashed onto the side of the pot. He quickly stood up straight, blinked a few times, and said nervously, "I, I'm here..."

The butler heard the voice coming out of the kitchen, saw Sweet, and explained: "Master, Master Klein has helped us a lot, so I will invite Master Klein to have lunch with you as you ordered."

Sweet glanced at the butler, then returned his gaze to Klein, saw the clothes on him, said nothing, walked over and pulled the first chair, and sat down.

The butler said, "Master Klein, please sit down, and I will do the rest."