He entered a wealthy family by mistake

"Xiao Miao probably won't come here so soon. You go take a bath first." Byrne said to Da Siyu who had packed up the gauze.

Da Siyu nodded and walked to the bathroom.

Byrne breathed a sigh of relief when Da Si Yuyi was gone. He leaned on the sofa with a pale face and covered his injured arm with his big hand.

In fact, when the doctor bandaged Byrne's wound, he wanted to say that the wound was too deep and needed suturing, but Byrne was afraid of scaring Da Siyu, so he used his eyes to hint to the doctor not to speak.

Although the doctor hesitated, he finally helped Byrne and left after bandaging.

Byrne lit a cigarette, leaned against the sofa and stared at the ceiling to exhale.

The wound hurt so much that he could only smoke to numb it.

Not long after, Tatsumi took a shower and came out of the bathroom. He was wearing a hotel nightgown, which was long and reached to his ankles.

His long blond hair was neatly hung down, and the ends of his hair were slightly damp. The nightgown on his body fit just right, making him stand tall and elegant.

Byrne, who was smoking, paused, a flash of heat flashed in his eyes, and his throat rolled, but he quickly suppressed it.

Da Siyu didn't notice anything wrong with Byrne, and walked to the sofa and sat one seat away from Byrne.

Byrne hurriedly averted his eyes, but the scent of lily-scented shower gel still drifted into Byrne's nose, making his throat dry for a while. He took several puffs of cigarettes and looked towards the balcony to hide his gaffe.

Da Siyu finally noticed something was wrong with Byrne, who was smoking desperately and avoiding his eyes inexplicably.

Da Siyu didn't know what was going on with Byrne. After all, Byrne had never been so strange when he was at the Duke's Mansion.

What Koda Siyu doesn't know is that this is a hotel, which is different from home. Just the word "hotel" can make a man's senses different, and his entire nerves become sensitive, even amplified hundreds of times.

Byrne hurriedly put out his cigarette, walked quickly to the bathroom, slammed the door, and soon there was the sound of rushing water.

Da Siyu frowned and looked at the closed bathroom door with a confused expression on his face.

He checked his nightgown. He had deliberately tightened the collar so that nothing was exposed.

He did this because he was afraid that Byrne would think too much, but Byrne still looked strange.

After a while, the sound of water in the bathroom was mixed with several strange sounds. Da Siyu didn't know what those strange sounds were.

He poured water and drank calmly, pretending not to hear, but it kept coming to his ears and he couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to.

Only then did Da Siyu realize why Bai En was so strange just now. He had that aspect in mind, but he clearly didn't show anything, so why did he look like that.

Da Siyu is unfamiliar with this kind of thing he is dealing with, because he has no impulse in this regard and is an extremely cold person with almost no needs.

This was the first time for him to listen to someone else deal with it, and it was still with Byrne, and he found it very strange.

"It doesn't seem like it's the first time."

Da Si put his hand to his nose and murmured.

He seemed to have heard it once nineteen years ago, when he went to look for Byrne in his room, but he didn't realize what it meant at the time, and he only realized it now.

Da Siyu suddenly frowned. He remembered that he went to find Byrne to get his coat. Byrne said that it accidentally got wet.

At that time, Da Siyu was in love and had no suspicion at all. Only now did he realize what Byrne had done with his coat.

When Byrne came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, he saw Da Siyu sitting on the sofa looking at him with a tight frown and an unhappy look on his face.

"The Duke is also a man, so he must be shy!"

Byrne knew that Da Siyu must have heard it, so he did not hide it, but opened it up and said, smiling and sitting next to Da Siyu, his nightgown wide open, very informal.

They were wearing the same white bathrobes and had the same scent of shower gel. Their scents were completely blended together, as if they were one body.

What's going on? He looks angry.

Byrne looked at Da Siyu with a puzzled face, he wouldn't get angry when he heard that kind of thing!

Could it be that he hasn't dealt with it himself?

Byrne raised his eyebrows at Da Siyu with an expression of disbelief.

But thinking about Da Siyu's temperament, which is like a fairy descending to the earth and not eating the fireworks of the world, he thinks it is not impossible.

Byrne suddenly laughed, stretched out his hand to help Da Siyu put the long hair on his face behind his ears, and said, "If you don't know how, Duke, I can teach you. There is nothing to be ashamed of."

Da Si Yu slapped Byrne's hand away, his brows tightened again, and he asked Byrne directly, "Did you take the nightgown that I have been missing for some years?"

"Cough cough cough......"

Byrne choked on his saliva and coughed violently until his face turned red. He probably didn't expect that Da Siyu would suddenly mention this matter.

Da Siyu knew it was Bai En who took it at the first glance. He said that there were only one or two pajamas for all ages, and then there were new pajamas for no reason. At first, he thought Ye Chi had changed them for him, but now he realized that it was Byrne took it away to avoid being discovered and gave him a new one.

"Why didn't I know that you also have a hobby of collecting old nightgowns? Why, are you short of money?"

Da Si's sentence was harsh, with a murderous look on his face, and he wanted to clean up Byrne just by looking at it.

Byrne quickly adjusted his mood. It was embarrassing, but there was nothing to be ashamed of. Anyway, Da Siyu guessed what he was doing with it.

He was always thick-skinned and said to Da Siyu with a smile, "I'll clean it when I go back and give it back to you."

Da Si Yuhui was the most important person, and he stared at Bai En without saying a word.

Byrne was as angry as if he couldn't see Da Siyu, and continued to say with a smile, "But if you want to go back, Lord Duke, you can only do it yourself. I am a normal man, and I have some hobbies."

He calls this a hobby? This is enough for the police to arrest him.

"Is it possible that the Duke still wants to call the police to arrest me?" Byrne saw through Da Siyu's thoughts, reached out and picked up Da Siyu's hair and played with it, "Then how are you going to explain to the police, Duke, that I stole from you? Did you do bad things in your nightgown and tell the whole world that I have missed you for a long time? Or should you tell the people of country D that I love you and no one can pry you away and don’t try to seduce me?”

"If this is the case, I will definitely cooperate. I also want to tell everyone that I have been coveting you for a long time, but you don't agree."

Byrne's words became more and more outrageous, and it looked like he really wanted to take Da Siyu to call the police.

Da Siyu was speechless. He didn't want to be with Bain, a gangster, so he got up and walked to the door to find Ye Miao.

Byrne followed with a smile on his face, and when he went out, he saw Da Siyu knocking hard on Shen Tianyu's door.

Byrne leaned against the door with his arms folded, his smile becoming more and more obvious, someone had suffered.

"Who!"

Shen Tianyu, who had put on his nightgown, opened the door impatiently with an angry look on his face. When he saw Da Siyu, he immediately shut up and immediately frowned at Byrne, who was leaning against the door of the room with his arms folded watching the show in the distance.

"I'm so sorry! I accidentally teased him too much and made him angry. I didn't bother you!"

Byrne said apologetic words, but he smiled so hard that he couldn't help but laugh. Who would believe that he didn't mean anything on purpose?

"I'll stay here tonight, and you stay with him."

Da Siyu didn't wait for Shen Tianyu's consent and slammed the door, shutting Shen Tianyu out.

Shen Tianyu is angry. What does your quarrel have to do with me?