kiss the night

No matter how good-tempered Yanzhao was, no matter how flexible he was, he couldn't help but feel annoyed when he heard the words of those second generations. He pushed away those who stood in front of him, and came to Si Qi.

Si Qi was leaning on the recliner, reeking of alcohol, with an abnormal blush on his cheeks, he smiled at Yan Zhao, his beautiful eyes bent into two crescents, stretched out a hand to caress the top of Yan Zhao's head However, the words that came out of his mouth were extremely chilling.

He said, Yanzhao, you are indeed an obedient and well-behaved puppy raised by the Si family, it is not in vain for me to take you by my side for so many years.

Yan Zhao's heart sank following Si Qi's words. In fact, he should have understood his status from Si Qi's words and deeds. Si Qi's character is a bit capricious, as long as they grow up, Si Qi's attitude towards him will change.

He thought, at least he is someone who has been with Si Qi for so long, so there will always be something different in his heart.

However, Si Qi's words after he was drunk were like cold water poured over his head, and Yan Zhao was enlightened. His brain never understood one thing so clearly: he took Si Qi as his lifesaver, and Si Qi as his envy and yearning. The object of his love, but in the eyes of the other party, his status may be as humble as a dog.

Dog is not a completely derogatory term, it just means that it is dispensable and comes and goes when called.

The people next to them wanted to say something, but from the gate of the courtyard where they were, there was the sound of the iron gate opening suddenly, and the second generation who had spoken rudely to Yan Zhao just now turned his head and shouted: "Who is this courtyard today? Packed."

"I'm sorry to disturb everyone." The person at the gate of the courtyard walked under the light, and everyone was able to see his face. He was a man with no memory of his appearance. He was wearing the usual deacon uniform in the manor. The only thing that made him unique He has black hair, which is rare for white people, and his eyeballs are a very light blue color, which makes Yan Zhao always have a feeling of deja vu.

"Who are you?" the leader of the second generation asked.

"Gilbert, I'm the housekeeper of the owner of this manor." There was no superfluous expression on his face, he walked forward, glanced over everyone, and paused in Yan Zhao's place.

"Manor, you mean the Duke of Laurentine?" Someone in the group of second generations was familiar with the situation here, and immediately reported the name of the Duke.

When Yan Zhao heard the name, he raised his head subconsciously. He looked at Gilbert, and then quickly turned his head to look at Si Qi's expression. He obviously remembered that Si Qi was furious because he took Mr. Duke's car. thing.

Fortunately, Si Qi didn't react at all. He drank too much alcohol tonight, and his brain was unresponsive. He just sat there with his head down, holding a champagne glass in his hand, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Yes." Gilbert's reaction was still polite, and he greeted, "Mr. Duke, it's getting late today, and there have been incidents of wild animals hurting people in the mountains recently. Leave again in the daytime the next day."

Gilbert's diction was also very classical. However, the younger generations at the scene were so excited that they had the opportunity to befriend such a big man as the local councilor, they didn't notice these subtleties at all.

Yan Zhao was stunned for a moment, and turned his attention back to Si Qi. At this moment, seeing Si Qi's drunken headache, he only thought about the Duke's convenience. The timing is really a coincidence.

Seeing that there were no objections from the crowd, Gilbert bowed his body and said, "The villa in the outer courtyard where you are located has four bedrooms, and four people can stay overnight. The rest of you will follow our car to the inner courtyard. The building is older, so please forgive me if there is any lack of hospitality."

The outer courtyard of the manor is a specially built club, which is often visited by tourists, while the inner courtyard is a private area and is not open to the public.Outsiders only heard that Red Moon Manor occupies a very large area, covering almost all areas from Red Moon Bay to the southern mountainous area, but few people have seen the area slightly higher up the mountain. Some not-so-good local legends.

Of course, these legends were only spread among the older generation of farmers in the farm at the foot of the mountain, and were not really passed on to the ears of the second generation.

They just drank and had a good time, so they didn't want to experience the fatigue of driving again. Therefore, the few people who had the least right to speak stood up and decided to leave with Gilbert, and Yan Zhao was among them.

Yanzhao was a little worried about Si Qi's state along the way, and his thoughts were restless. He always felt that Si Qi's attitude had changed a lot recently-he had many parties for no reason, and he came back very late every time he had a party, and he drank as much as he did today. It was the first time I saw this appearance. If they were still in the country, the Si family would definitely not allow their highly anticipated heirs to get drunk outside.

It wasn't until the car stopped in front of a small building that Yan Zhao suddenly realized that he and Mr. Gilbert were the only two people left in the car.

"What about the rest?" he asked, clasping his hands nervously on his knees.

Gilbert still maintained a businesslike attitude, and replied in a distant and polite manner: "I passed by another building just now, and they have been put down first, and now you are the only one left, sir."

Yanzhao had never been called "Sir" before, and immediately felt even more uncomfortable: "Then I..."

"I am wronged that you will stay in the palace tonight... the Duke's villa." He said as he got out of the car, and walked around to the back to open the door for Yan Zhao.

After careful consideration, Yan Zhao always felt that the matter was a bit weird, but after thinking about it, the Duke was young and rich, so he would not seek anything from himself. Besides, the Duke Laurentine had rescued him twice, Clearly a kind and benevolent man.

He got out of the car after Gilbert and murmured his thanks.

In front of him is a red brick villa, hidden in the mountains and forests, it looks like it has been around for a while.There are climbing tigers on the exterior wall of the villa. It is winter now, and only a few dense brown branches are left. Looking up, the windows of the villa are retro arched structures, and some beast-like wall carvings can be vaguely seen on the eaves , it was too late to see clearly what was depicted.

Gilbert did not know when he held a lamp in his hand, and walked ahead to lead Yan Zhao in.

It wasn't until Yan Zhao entered the warm room that he realized how offensive his behavior was: "Sir." He stopped Gilbert, "Won't I disturb Mr. Duke's rest here?"

"No." Gilbert nodded to him, "It is the Duke who wants to see you."

As soon as his words fell, before Yan Zhao could digest the content, he heard footsteps coming out of the spiral staircase. He followed the prestige and saw the extremely handsome Mr. Duke standing there, looking at him with a smile: "I'm really sorry that I invited you here as a guest without your consent."

"I interrupted you." Yan Zhao quickly waved his hand, his eyes barely glanced at the duke's clothes, and saw that the black nightgown on the man was neatly tied, his long hair was tied behind him, and he wore a dark green hair tie He bundled up, turned a sapphire ring on his left hand, and looked at him with a half-smile, obviously waking up from a peaceful sleep.

Yan Zhao became more and more embarrassed: "I heard that you want to see me?"

Laurentine nodded, walked up to Yan Zhao, and suddenly stretched out his hand to touch his hair, and said in a low voice, "What happened?"

It was only then that Yan Zhao remembered that he was pushed into the water by those second generations just now, his clothes and hair were all wet, I am afraid that his current image is too sloppy.

He blushed and took a step back: "Yes, I'm sorry, Mr. Duke."

Laurentine's hand was hanging in the air, and he said in surprise, "Why do you have to apologize to me?"

Yanzhao couldn't give an answer "because of" for a long time. He realized later that he was completely soaked and was blown outside by the cold wind for a long time. Logically speaking, he should have been uncomfortable for a long time. , and even had a runny nose, but if Laurentine hadn't talked about it, he would have almost forgotten that he had just come out of the water.

Laurentine didn't wait for Yanzhao's answer and didn't care. He called Gilbert's name again and asked him to take Yanzhao to the upstairs guest room to take a shower and sleep.

"I hope you don't catch a cold." Laurentine showed a narrow smile, which soon disappeared again, "Sleep well, my child." After saying that, he turned around and walked upstairs again , leaving behind a shadow.

Yan Zhao followed Gilbert to the guest room and found that it was clean and tidy like a hotel.

"The room is cleaned every day, sir, you can use it with confidence." Gilbert briefly explained, "The change of clothes has been put in the bathroom for you, and you can use it yourself. If there is any problem, you can pull the bell on the wall, so that I'll be there in time."

"Thank you."

After Yanzhao thanked him, Gilbert went out. He looked like a taciturn person, and he was very young... In Yanzhao's impression, the housekeepers of those nobles were always old and experienced. I don't know why Gilbert achieved such a status at a young age.

Yan Zhao took off his clothes and stared blankly at himself in the mirror. On the left side of the mirror, there was the bell that Gilbert mentioned just now on the wall - that thing Yan Zhao had only seen in some historical movies, it was rich and noble The bells used by people to summon servants, later, with the changes of the times, more convenient communication, and a more equal relationship between people, reduced the number of things like ringing the bell to summon.

Until today, Yan Zhao saw it for the first time.

This is really a strange villa, Yan Zhao soaked in the bathtub, looked up and saw the impressionist oil paintings painted on the ceiling, feeling a little dazed.