unexpected giveaway

Corey opened his eyes, staring at the ceiling for a long time before realizing it was daytime.He felt that he had spent a lot of time in the darkness, and the darkness was like a long path, and he couldn't get to the end of it all the time.

He tilted his head and glanced at the calendar on the wall, January NO.20, time passed too slowly.

Cory got up and went to the bathroom to wash up.The bathroom is not matched to every room, except for the servants, who are shared. The public bathroom is located in the last rectangular trapezoidal roof room, which is separated from the warehouse.But Sani was special, and she had the same treatment as Cory, something Sani brought up many times and was very grateful for—in her conversations with Cory.

I have to say that the bathroom in Chester’s house is very beautiful. Of course, there are three colors, gray blue, white and black. The shower area on the far left has a shower head and a glass cabinet for placing things. In the middle is a rectangular washstand. There are two lift-up faucets, on the left and right sides of the countertop, and five drawers under the sink, two large ones under the faucet, and three small ones in the middle.There was a large mirror on the sink, and small lights were embedded in the top of the mirror. These lights seemed to be automatic, as long as someone stood under them, they would light up. At first, Cory was not used to it.On the far right is the white bathtub, and the towel hanging beside the bathtub is used by Cory to dry his hands.The floor is made of white marble, which is very smooth, and it is a bit slippery when it is wet.

When Cory first saw the bathroom he thought it was more elaborate than the layout of his room.

Corey came out of the bathroom, put on his cotton coat, and went to the window.

A mist formed on the window, and Cory made a circle with his hand.

Today's sky is particularly gloomy, and Corey guesses that it may rain later.

There was a familiar clicking sound in his ear, Corey poked his head, and old Kenman's gray-black hair was exposed in the bushes.

Cory smiled, wrapped his coat around him, turned and walked out of the room.

No new charcoal had been added to the fireplace, the fire had long gone out and only ashes remained.Corey preferred to go outside for some fresh air, even though it was cold.

Kenman, the gardener, was pruning a tree branch, and he was humming an out-of-key tune with a yellow and green leaf in his mouth.Every time he finished cutting a tree, he would come out from under the tree, stand a little farther and squint his little eyes to watch, as if he was very satisfied with his work.After reading it, I slowly patted the broken branches and leaves on my body, and went to the next tree.

He was wearing a very old gray-blue jumpsuit, with an orange small bag tied around his waist, which was full of various tools.

His hands shook visibly when Corey greeted him, and the tune stopped humming.

He was really afraid of Corey. In his eyes, Corey was a little devil.

Corey sat on the stairs, looking at Kenman with the corners of his mouth curled up.Kenman had already trimmed the tree and went to the stairs to trim the round Euonymus. He moved very quickly, and after the big scissors clicked, a circle of broken leaves fell on the ground.

"You're so dedicated, Kenman. You'd be a household name at my place," Corey said.

Kenman was a little anxious: "Don't make fun of me, sir, I'm just a bad old man who can use this stupid pair of scissors."

Corey smiled: "Of course not, I respect you very much, you can always make a good shape. Mr. Williams never cares about these, but I look at it every day."

The old man was silent. When he came, he just heard the chef Conrad gossip with the maid, although the maid always told him to stop.Kenman sympathized with the maid, whom Conrad always sought out because of her tenderness.The unscrupulous Conrad said that this gentleman made a mess in the house a week ago, and even the almighty Mr. Williams couldn't fix it, so he could only apologize continuously and beg for forgiveness.

How can he still sit here so leisurely now, Kenman sighed, he should just stay in the room and pray every day to ask God to forgive his sins.If not, he should at least show concern and fear.

He's horrible, without a shred of shame, he's a monster.

Kenman thought for a while, and finally classified Corey as the opposite.

Corey just smiled meaninglessly for Kenman's non-response, and the fear on Kenman's face was almost overflowing.But Corey couldn't think of anything wrong he'd done to Kenman, oh, except scaring him a few times by pretending to be a ghost.

Both of them had different ideas and continued to stay together.

"Dad! Dad!" came a light and crisp voice.

Corey looked up and saw a girl running towards her with a ball of red in her hand.The girl was about 14 years old, and she was wearing denim overalls. The legs of the trousers were rolled up one by one to reveal her slender calves.The girl wore a pair of very old cloth shoes, the same color as the coat she was wearing.

She wore very little, not even socks, and her skin was as dark as the branches Kenman had trimmed.

If he hadn't heard her voice, Corey would have taken her for a scruffy little boy.From the outside, she really looks alike.

"Papa, look, these Christmas flowers, they are the same color as my hair." Said the girl and lifted the red leaves above her head.

The girl's hair was dark red, piled up on top of her head in unkempt curls, which looked like a big cake cloud from a distance.

The girl's hair was so short, Cory thought, he could cover it with one hand.

Kenman: "Oh, Mekasha, where did you pick these flowers, Mr. Williams knows it won't be happy."

Mekasha shook her head: "It's just around the corner, there are a lot of them! I picked the smallest one on the side. Don't worry Dad, I didn't destroy the shape you cut."

Kenman: "Okay, okay, go to the gate and stay there, don't run around here."

"But Dad..." Mekasha moved slowly, unwilling to leave, "Let me stay here with you, Dad. Arthur said that Mr. Williams hasn't come back yet, he doesn't know."

"Get out of here, I get a headache when I see you." Kenman pushed Mekasha, and glanced at Corey carefully.

Cory laughed out loud. "Kenman, is this your child? I've never seen her."

Kenman rubbed his hands in a panic: "Sir, this..."

As soon as the words started, little Mekasha jumped in front of her father, pointed at Corey with a flower, and bared her teeth like a kitten with fried hair: "Who are you, don't bully my father!"

Cory laughed even wider.

Kenman was at a loss.

Corey laughed, "You're so cute, can I see the flowers in your hands?"

Mekasha jumped up, her face was full of anger: "You are really a villain! Mom said that people who talk like this are not good people. But mom also said to be a kind and warm person, so I gave the flowers to Take a look."

Mekasha walked up the stairs and handed Corey the flowers.

"Then I have to thank your mother." Corey took the flowers.

Mekasha's eyes widened: "Are you proposing to me, oh, please be careful, I only get these flowers very rarely."

Cory couldn't stop laughing at the girl's words, and he lowered himself to stay at the girl's height.

Corey blinked his blue eyes. "Why?"

"Because Dad proposed to Mom like this, 'Thank your mother for bringing you into this world and letting me meet you. This is the happiest thing in my life'. Mom said she cried at that time."

Corey fiddled with the middle flower casually, "Oh, maybe, your dad is so romantic."

"Father is the most powerful person in the world. It was not easy for my father and mother to have me. They are very kind to me." While talking, Mekasha's expression suddenly became blank.

Corey: "Oh, you know a lot. Is it because Mr. Kenman and his wife are both Betas?"

Mekasha felt that she was attracted by something, and the rushing smell made her obedient.She didn't care about going back to Corey, she just allowed herself to immerse herself in this smell.

Sweet and delicious, just like her favorite candy.

Mekasha approached Corey and threw herself into his arms.

Mekasha murmured: "You smell really good, have you worn perfume! You are an Omega, you are pregnant, but you still proposed to me."

"Oh, dear miss, you're so sensitive." Corey stroked Mekasha's messy hair.

Kenman was very anxious on the sidelines, he wished he could rush up and take Meccasara away, but Corey stopped him silently as soon as he made this move.

Mekasha looked up, and she saw the man's blue eyes.It was a very beautiful blue, reminding her of the vast sea.

Mekasha: "Are you complimenting me? Are you unhappy? I feel that you are unhappy. Since you proposed to me, it doesn't matter, but I have to marry you, because I am an Alpha! Generous Alpha I'll pick you up after you give birth, and I'll take you to eat waffles and blueberry pudding made by Mrs. Jane, they are delicious!"

Corey let Mekasha fall into his arms again, and his smile never stopped, a large part of it being funny.

Corey pretended to be curious: "You are an Alpha? You only look so old, how do you know? And your parents are both Betas."

"Fourteen." Mekasha said with a serious face, "It's true. There is a retired doctor living next door to me. He said I was Alpha, and he couldn't be wrong. He also told me about Omega, he very good."

Corey: "Then wait until you're 16 and have a physical, but I'll be happy to see you, Mekasha."

The author has something to say: No. [-] Attack [Dark Fog]

The bathroom in Chester’s home, the prototype comes from Baidu pictures~