Celebrity House [Anna]

Because the universal military service law was passed, Karenin's department went to the tavern after get off work.

Karenin would not go to a place like this unless necessary for work.

He believes that alcohol is not his preference. In his position, what is always needed is a clear mind, rather than using alcohol to put himself in a state of excitement and pleasure.

But alcohol is what most men like, and it is inevitable.

No matter what barriers there are on weekdays, Russian men can always put down their prejudices temporarily under the influence of alcohol.Even facing a boss like Karenin is the same.

Karenin saw the vodka handed to him, took it and drank it.

He doesn't like what's in the glass, and he doesn't drink much.

He dabbled in a wide range of fields of knowledge, but alcohol was not on the list, and it was considered one of Karenin's few shortcomings.

The spiciness of the vodka stimulated his taste buds, he frowned, and finished the glass of wine.

Another glass of wine came, a special mixed wine.

After drinking for half an hour, Karenin handed over the place to those subordinates. He knew that they needed to relax, and at this time, as an officer, it was best not to be present.

Vlamekir escorted Karenin to the door.

"Are you all right?"

"It's okay."

Karenin asked Vlamekir: "Do you want to stay?"

"I want to have some fun by myself," said Vlamekir with a smile, and Karenin nodded in agreement.

He got into the carriage and let out a long sigh of relief in the carriage.

Karenin can't drink, but he doesn't blush. He looks the same as usual, except that he talks less, because he knows that drinking can easily cause trouble, and in officialdom, alcohol can reveal a lot of secrets, so he can't Let others discover this.

Karenin pressed his temples, loosened his neckline, and his whole body was not as straight as usual, but slightly leaned against the wooden boards inside the carriage.

Even though it was at this time, the joy of success did not let him float, he was still thinking about how to take the next step.After all, there is no Jedi success in officialdom, and there will never be a shortage of reversal dramas.

Back home, Karenin opened his eyelids and shook his head slightly.

Kearney came over and said, "Do you want to take a rest first?"

"Yes, I need it." Karenin said, he didn't let Kearney help him, not to that point, he insisted on walking to his bedroom.

Instead of staggering around like most drunks do, he still looked fine and sober.

"I don't need dinner, tell Ma'am," Karenin said before going upstairs, realizing that he was indeed a little drunk, otherwise he wouldn't have remembered it after stepping on the stairs.

"Yes." Kearney replied

In the bedroom, Karenin unbuttoned his clothes, and still had the mental and physical strength to put them aside, neatly folded.

This obsessive-compulsive habit was developed by him since he was a child, and it became even worse after he arrived at his uncle's house.

He remembered every detail because it was taught to him by his brother who died young.

Karenin didn't go to take a bath. On the one hand, he was not suitable for taking a bath after being drunk. On the other hand, he also knew what he had to do first. If he delayed a little longer, he knew that he would do something inappropriate.

Karenin quickly changed into his pajamas and tucked himself under the covers.Lying flat upright, he frowned and fell asleep in less than a minute.This neat way of taking care of himself also indirectly shows his fragility.

On the other hand, when Anna was reading in the bedroom, the butler Kearney told her about Karenin drinking and coming back.

"Do you need Dr. Cullens to come?" Anna asked.

"No need, the master never said."

Kearney knew Karenin very well, and if the latter thought it was necessary, he would give orders without being reminded.

"Then ask the kitchen to get some pear juice."

After Kearney left, Anna hesitated for a moment, then closed the book and walked to Karenin's bedroom.

After opening the door, I saw that the man had fallen asleep. The air was originally filled with a simple woody scent, but now there was a slightly pungent smell of alcohol.

It smells a little spicy.

Anna frowned, her hand was still on the doorknob, she was a little disgusted and didn't want to enter the alcoholic's room.

Of course she knew that Karenin was not an alcoholic, and she had been paying attention to the general military service law.

She took a step back, and at this moment, Kearney's voice sounded.

"lady."

Anna was so frightened that her muscles stiffened.

"Mr. Kearney, please make some noise next time?"

"Ok."

Like Karenin, this Mr. Kearney is also a bit serious. Even, because of his meticulous hair and more serious lines, Mr. Kearney looks more unapproachable than Karenin.

"Do you want me to take care of the master or madam?" Kearney asked with pear juice in his hand.

"Let me do it." Anna said, taking the pear juice from Kearney's hand.The latter saluted and left.

After closing the bedroom door again, Anna put the pear juice on the bedside table.

She pulled up a chair and sat on the side, because she didn't want to be close to someone who still smelled of alcohol.

Karenin obviously didn't sleep well, and his brows were frowned, but he didn't like to turn his body like Seryozha, and he kept lying flat for almost five hours.

Seryozha came once in the middle, and Anna sent him to eat and sleep.

When she was halfway through the book in her hand, Karenin's eyelids moved and he woke up.

Anna had never seen Karenin when he first woke up, and to be honest, it was a bit strange.

The Karenin she had seen in the past was always meticulous, precise and calm, maybe flustered occasionally, but he was always like a man wrapped in a hardcover three-piece suit, instead of just opening his eyes like now, because Drunk, so it's rare to show a hint of confusion.

"Are you sober?" Anna tilted her head and asked slowly.

Karenin looked at Anna when he heard the voice. He didn't speak, and seemed to be wondering why she was here.

Anna slightly raised the corners of her lips and smiled.

"It's rare to see you like this. You are still meticulous." Anna gestured to the neatly folded clothes with her eyes.

She put down the book in her hand, then got up and approached Karenin, and helped him up with a pillow behind her.

"I'm your wife, and it's my responsibility to take care of my drunk husband. Fortunately, you are very good, Alexey."

Karenin ignored Anna's ridicule. He drank half a glass of pear juice, and then he seemed to wake up suddenly, and explained: "The general military service law was passed, so we went to the tavern and had a few glasses of special wine. Apparently I overestimated how much I could drink."

Anna ignored Karenin's explanation and just put the cup back on the bedside table.

"Want to take a bath?"

"kindness."

Anna went to put the bath water. She didn't actually need to do it herself, but for some reason, she felt that it was better not to let others see Karenin at this time.

Now that Karenin was awake, Anna took out her book and her glass.

After Karenin's steam came out fresh, he was already alone in the bedroom.Everything returned to his familiar order, even the folds of the bed sheets were meticulous, and a sense of emptiness rose in Karenin's heart.

He wore pajamas and a fairly thick nightgown, and cotton slippers wrapped his feet gently.

Obviously it should feel very warm, but Karenin felt that something was missing.

Alcohol is really not a good thing.

Karenin thought as he came to his wife's bedroom door, knocked on the door, and went in.

"Anna, I'm hungry."

When the man came in, Anna was combing her long hair at the dressing table. She didn't want to look back, so she glanced at Karenin from the mirror. After he said that, the movements of her hands stopped, With a final wink, he said, "Perhaps you can ask the cook to prepare dinner for you."

"It's twelve o'clock, and I never treat my servants harshly."

Anna continued to comb her long hair with some amusement, thinking: "So I'm not even as good as a servant?"

Even though she thought so, she still tied her hair up.

She knows that although the ladies here don't need to cook every meal by themselves, it is also necessary to know some exquisite cooking skills.

Anna is not good at cooking, but she can only cook one of the simplest dishes—noodles.

After the simple noodles were served on the table, Anna looked at Karenin, who was not dissatisfied and ate quietly.

"Then I'm leaving first?" Anna asked.

Karenin stopped what he was doing, raised his eyes and said, "Will you let me eat alone?"

"I've eaten, and I'm not hungry." Anna said intentionally.

Karenin frowned, and when Anna was about to get up, he finally said, "I don't like eating alone."

After hearing this, Anna sat down again.

She rested her chin on one hand and watched Karenin quietly eating the not-so-delicate bowl of noodles.Little did they know, her gaze of walking with all her heart and all her attention was really seductive.

"If a person eats too politely and doesn't make a sound, it is indeed easy to make people drowsy at this moment." Anna thought.

Under the candlelight, whether it is noodles or Karenin, it is a little hazy.

When she was getting a little drowsy, she saw a black shadow seemed to be above her head, covering the dim light.

Anna raised her eyes, and the man's face was not far away from her. His blue eyes were deep but bright, as if all the light here was inside.

The fork fell on the table, Anna tasted a little salty, and the aroma of wheat seemed to be between her lips and teeth.