blackstone code

Chapter 527

The door opened slowly, reflecting a backlit shadow, and the light in the living room can penetrate the thin gauze.

Standing at the door, Vera looked at Lynch who was already sound asleep on the bed, and sighed silently.

She couldn't sleep, and whenever she closed her eyes, she could always feel the feeling of Lynch's breath on her face, and the masculine breath made her toss and turn.

She began to recall the time she and Lynch had known each other, and the things that had happened during that time.

It's an amazing feeling, she must admit that she has a good impression of Lynch, and sometimes she also enjoys that kind of flirting that seems to be very secret, she likes that feeling.

But today, what Lynch brought her was another feeling, a sense of security, and the feeling of a real man.

For the first time, Vera knew why people described needs as "desire", and she had a kind of enlightenment.

She walked slowly to the bed, she was a little disappointed, but also a little lucky, if Lynch didn't fall asleep, she would be ashamed now.

In the middle of the night, wearing light pajamas and opening the door of a "male" bedroom, it's almost not a hint, it's just telling others what she needs.

At this moment, Lynch fell asleep, and his impulsive blood cooled down again, turning into a sigh deep in his heart——hey...

She wanted to touch Lynch's face, but at the moment when she reached out and was about to touch Lynch's cheek, Lynch who was supposed to be sleeping soundly smiling suddenly opened his eyes, and he grabbed Wei Wei with one hand. Wei La's arm rolled back, and Wei La was crushed under him.

The pen tip had slightly pierced her skin, but she didn't feel any pain. In the dark, she looked at Lynch, with some inexplicable surprises, and some things she couldn't explain.

The urge that had faded flared up again, and she felt another burst of "longing".

The light came in from outside the door, Lynch could see Vera's face, he was a little surprised, "I thought it was the servant you mentioned."

As he spoke, he moved the pen away from Vera's neck, and a drop of reddish black blood gushed out from the wound.

"Sorry for hurting you..." Lynch casually put the pen in the gap between the head of the bed and the mattress. He looked at the wound with ink on Vera's neck, and was a little absent-minded.

Vera was not very comfortable, she was a little embarrassed, she explained her behavior, "I just want to see if you are used to..."

In the next second, Lynch kissed the wound very gently, sucking gently, trying to suck out the ink from the wound, but he made the wrong choice, so he had to deal with the aftermath, but there was no good way.

But to Vera, there was a different feeling. After a soft moan that seemed to be completely relaxed, everything became more charming.

Nothing in the night

The next morning, when Lynch woke up, he was alone on the bed. He stretched himself out and walked into the bathroom to take a shower.

This is a very different kind of enjoyment. While taking a shower, he felt a little emotional.

Young girls like Penny may have better looks and better bodies, but these girls screw things up a lot, and they're far more interested in enjoying themselves than they are enjoying together.

A woman like Vera is different. Her understanding of life and other things is much better than those young girls. Perhaps this is the best explanation for the word "serve". She is as gentle as water and makes people linger.

After coming out of the bathroom and changing clothes, the maid who was preparing breakfast was not too surprised to see Lynch, although she was a little surprised.

After all, Lynch came out of the guest room, not the master bedroom, which meant that Lynch might just stay here temporarily for one night, and nothing happened with the hostess.

The maid was not used to this kind of short stay. She didn't pay much attention to Lynch's appearance. It is very impolite to stare at the owner of these houses or the owner's guests. She just glanced briefly, and there was made such a conclusion.

Lynch's young age made it hard for people to think about some issues at the first time. Maybe she felt that Lynch might be a relative of Vera, such as a younger brother or nephew.

The breakfast is very rich, with fruits, vegetables, milk, fried ham, fried bacon and fried eggs.

The maids that Vera hired were not ordinary ones, and ordinary ones would not be able to enter service companies in high-end society, let alone provide services to those social elites.

She has a culinary grade certificate recognized by relevant institutions, which makes her breakfasts have a certain beauty.

Not long after, Vera also came out of the room. The maid was stunned when she greeted her. Both of them were women, so it wouldn't be a big problem for her to look a little longer. She said that she also Unexpected words, "Ma'am, your complexion looks much better today than before!"

Vera was going downstairs, she froze for a moment, paused on the stairs for a while, and then explained with a smile, "I changed to new cosmetics, it seems that my money was not wasted this time."

After hearing this, the maid lowered her head and continued to do her own work. It is conceivable that the cosmetics used by the hostess of this house are definitely not something that an hourly maid can afford or use.

When she sat at the table, Vera touched her cheek. She was a little embarrassed. Everything that happened last night was like a dream. She thought it would take a lot of courage to make a difficult decision. I didn't expect everything to happen so naturally.

This also made her a little confused about how to face Lynch, after all, she was the one who went to find Lynch, not Lynch who went to find her.

Touching her hot face, she lowered her head to drink the juice and asked softly, "Does my complexion really look better than before?"

Lynch looked at it for a while, and it made Vera's face turn even redder. She could be called delicate and charming, and then Lynch nodded slowly, "It looks better than before."

This made Vera couldn't help but think of some very vulgar sayings in the market, saying that proper relaxation can improve a woman's appearance. Although it is true, these sayings are essentially wrong.

What makes people refreshed and looks better is not the simple exchange of body fluids that primitive people understand, but changes in mood and mentality, which can affect people throughout the day.

A person who smiles and hums a ditty after waking up must give people more senses than a person who wakes up with a gloomy face.

But if women believe this, there is nothing they can do about it.

The two of them sat at the dining table and had breakfast as if nothing had happened. The little boy was brought out by the maid after a while. He was a little surprised when he saw Lynch. He wanted to say something to Lynch. But in the end, the good family upbringing made him choose to greet him honestly, and then sat down to eat breakfast in silence.

During the period, the little boy wanted to say something twice, but was stopped by Vera's eyes. After breakfast, he reluctantly left the table and took the maid's hand to go to school.

Commonwealth winter break starts in the fourth week of December, which is two days later, and then classes start in the third week of January the following year, and the whole holiday lasts for 21 days.

It seems that this is just a very short time, in fact, after the weather is slightly warmer, there will be spring break.

After the spring vacation is over, there is summer vacation, and after summer vacation, there is autumn harvest vacation, which is also called autumn harvest vacation or simply autumn vacation.

The four big holidays add up to [-] to [-] weeks, plus some other holidays. In fact, the children's "hard work" is not as terrible as they imagined.

After the maid took the child and left completely, Vera breathed a sigh of relief, but for some reason, the atmosphere was a little tense, but because the two people who might find something left, it became a little at a loss Embarrassed.

Lynch read the newspaper and continued to eat the delicious breakfast. Vera was a little absent-minded when she looked at him, and she recalled something.

"Last night...", she decided to say something to ease the awkward atmosphere that only she could bear.

Lynch put the newspaper down and looked at her, "I have to apologize."

Vera looked up at Lynch in surprise, Lynch kept a smile on his face, "I have to apologize to you, you know I'm still young, sometimes I can't help it, and you... ..."

He raised his hand and made a small body movement, like pushing the back of his hand down to break through the water, "It's so beautiful, I hope these don't bother you."

In fact, both of them knew who didn't hold back, but Lynch took the initiative to stand up and admit that he didn't hold back, and gave Vera a big step, which also moved Vera very much.

She took the initiative to hold Lynch's hand, a little moved, and some other emotions were brewing and surging.

Lynch ran his hand through her hair and stroked her hot cheek, "Will you forgive me?"

Vera rubbed her face against Lynch's palm slightly, she couldn't help laughing, "Of course..."

The atmosphere suddenly eased, Lynch nodded, "I still have something to tell you, you know, many things that ordinary people can have are very luxurious to me, including marriage."

"I'm very sorry, I might..." He made a gesture that everyone understands, "But I can't marry you, I have to explain this first, I'm sorry, very sorry."

"If we all take a step back, we can still be friends, good friends, if you still find it difficult to accept, I can also choose to disappear..."

At this time, Lynch's various rhetoric seemed to Vera a way he chose to relieve himself of any burden, which moved Vera very much. In this era of prevailing patriarchy, not every man Can be so sincere for the sake of women.

Not to mention, what Lynch said now, including that he didn't "hold back", would be a heavy blow to his image if it spread out, but now he bravely stood up in order to relieve himself of the psychological burden.

She expressed her attitude in the simplest way.

At this time, Lynch responded enthusiastically, and at the same time recalled the words of an old liar - when a woman is touched by you, her sensibility is no longer sensibility, but blind willfulness!
(End of this chapter)