kiss the night

There are always many rumors about the Red Moon Castle in Renal City. In the vast farming area, ancient legends shape it into a mysterious and dangerous castle. In the relatively developed city center, when people know that the Red Moon Castle belongs to For their Mr. Duke, Red Moon Castle has become a symbol of wealth again.

"I heard that a TV team applied to shoot a documentary in the castle a few years ago." Jesse is a talkative girl, and she can even go on chatting on her own under Gilbert's cold reaction, "But Mr. Duke Rejected, oh, actually I can understand it, after all, this is a place for Mr. Duke to live, and it will always be inconvenient for strangers to enter."

Yan Zhao sat in the co-pilot's seat, a little embarrassed, glanced at the two girls behind him through the rearview mirror.

Gilbert replied politely: "Yes, Mr. Dian...Mr. doesn't like strangers coming to the house. Uh, of course, you are welcome as friends of Mr. Yanzhao."

"Oh——" Jessie dragged out her tone. Seeing Yan Zhao's reddened ears, she resisted the urge to tease him, turned around and nudged Lorraine next to her, "Hey, don't you?" You can put away your poker face, girl, we are going to Yan Zhao’s house today, and it’s a castle, aren’t you excited?”

The red-haired girl from the Medea family next door did not immediately respond to Jesse's words. In fact, she had been to the Red Moon Castle long ago because of her parents' affairs. That is to say, only Jesse is really deceived. Humans in the drum.

Lorraine picked up the Tarot cards in her hand, reconfirmed their cards, and breathed a sigh of relief.

She raised her head and gave Jesse a white look: "Take a break, you look like a grumpy squirrel."

"Hey, what is a grumpy squirrel? You better explain it to me!"

"Such a simple literal meaning, do you still need me to explain it? Grumpy-squirrel-"

The two girls behind were arguing, which was something Yan Zhao could imagine. Seeing that Lorraine didn't intend to say anything strange, he was relieved, took out his phone from his pocket and sent Laurentine a message. A smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

In the past, he didn't use the mobile phone very frequently. After all, in Yan Zhao's opinion, it is better to solve most of the cases in person, but now he understands the benefits of this communication tool: he can keep in touch with his lover at any time, Even if it's just a word or two of good morning and afternoon.

The two girls behind them finally ended their squabbling. Jesse looked in the rearview mirror and saw the corner of Yan Zhao's mouth raised, and couldn't help saying in a humming tone: "Some people are completely in love."

It was rare for Lorraine to agree with her: "When the statue of the angel Raphael appears in the Garden of Eden, it proves that love is coming." She looked down at the Tarot cards in her hand. When raising it for her friend, she said softly: "Of course, from my personal point of view, it is really a weird thing for an angel to come to bless a devil."

"Huh?" Jessie didn't catch it. "What did you just say, Lorraine?"

"It's nothing."

The car was parked in the vestibule of the castle. The maid had received the news earlier and bowed to invite them in.The baroque castle, with exquisite carved decorations, has been kept intact under constant renovations. The castle is equipped with well-crafted candlesticks, heavy and heavy velvet curtains, and reflective silver utensils on the tabletops.

The duke with long light blonde hair came down from the spiral staircase. He was wearing an ordinary shirt and trousers. With a smile: "Good evening, baby."

"Good evening." Yan Zhao turned sideways and introduced Jesse and Lorraine to Laurentine, "They are the friends I mentioned."

"Hello." Laurentine's eyes lingered on Lorraine's face for a moment, and quickly pretended not to know anything, and asked the two of them what to say, "You guys are here to play, dinner will start at 07:30. "

It wasn't until Laurentine's slender figure disappeared at the other end of the corridor that Jessie finally let out a shrill cry. She grabbed Yan Zhao's hand and sighed: "My God! Zhao, you made it! This is no better than that guy surnamed Si!"

After she finished sighing, she showed a worried expression again, and babbled: "Although this is the case, I also know that I may offend you by saying this, but a big man like that... oh my god, I didn't say you were sorry, but Zhao, I think he needs some investigations, don't you? Uh, by the way, if you know each other because of the lessons he taught before..."

"They knew each other long before this." Lorraine couldn't help interrupting Jesse, "Miss Squirrel, I suggest you let go of your worries. They have more bonds than you think."

"What Miss Squirrel... Wait, how do you know this!" Jesse was very dissatisfied.

Lorraine showed her the Tarot cards in her hand, pretending to be profound: "As you said, witchcraft is all witchcraft."

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Yan Zhao couldn't stop crying and laughing: "Okay, thank you Jesse, I know what you mean, but..."

"But you're an adult too." Jesse patted him on the shoulder, "We all know what you're doing, I just want you to know that if you ever need us, we'll always be there for you behind."

Yanzhao took them to hang out in the backyard of the castle. In early spring, the flowers decorating the courtyard were just about to bloom. Jesse and Lorraine were chatting about interesting things that happened at school recently. The chirping voice of the two girls was like spring birdsong. It was very pleasant to the ears—this was the most relaxed time he had seen in a long time, and he hoped that such days could last longer if possible.

He looked up, and the prince was standing on the terrace, looking down at him, with a soft light shining in his sapphire eyes.

At first, Yan Zhao was worried that Jesse and Lorraine would be restrained in front of Laurentine, but during the dinner, his worries proved to be unnecessary.

Laurentine is obviously very aware of the topics that young girls care about. He chats with them about the latest social gossip, celebrities, and all kinds of urban rumors that are not true or false. Promise to help them get a band's autograph.

"Since they're your friends, I'll have to be magnanimous."

After the girls left, Laurentine kissed Yan Zhao's forehead, and he kissed his forehead all the way down, kissing his eyelids and the tip of his nose until he touched his lips.

"Oh, but I suggest you stay away from girls in the future." Laurentine breathed into Yan Zhao's ear as if teasing him, "You know, according to the old saying in your country, this is called 'A man and a woman can't kiss each other'."

Speaking such authentic Chinese from a blond duke, Yan Zhao couldn't hold back his laughter for a while: "Don't be like this, you are already a prince who is hundreds of years old, so you should have some measure."

Laurentine snorted.

The atmosphere of the night was a bit delicate, because the next day was about to leave for Rapleville, and before leaving, Lorraine reminded Yanzhao that the environment there seemed to be worse than expected.

"The old aristocrat you are looking for is in East Lapleve, and there is war and plague there, although I think this is for you." She paused, "For vampires, it shouldn't be too big a deal Dangerous, but that would make things trickier... the omen has not been present in that prince's territory for a long time, so the tarot cards say." She sighed.