[Titanic] How could the male lead be an angel

How could the hero be an angel 19

——>> "The baby is laughing more happily in Rebecca's arms, and the snot bubbles are blowing bigger."

The plan to see the mummy was moved to after today's dinner, and Lawrence is not with her now after returning. Rebecca plans to go to the deck to find a deck chair and sit in the sun according to her original plan.

The sunshine in April is tepid, as thin as a butterfly's wings, and when it falls on the human skin, it feels like it will penetrate.

Not long after Rebecca was seated, a lady with a half-month-old baby came towards her. She was wearing a hat with two black feathers and a dark brown coat, looking at Rebecca. Becca smiled kindly: "Can I sit beside you?"

"of course can."

As soon as the woman sat down, she held the baby and told him a story, shaking her body slightly from side to side while telling, as if trying to lull the baby to sleep, but instead of falling asleep sweetly in her mother’s arms, the baby she was holding , Instead, he opened his mouth 'Wow' and burst into tears.

"Don't cry, don't cry, good boy, oh~ don't cry, don't cry! You are mother's good baby!" The growing cries of the child worried the lady next to Rebecca, and she pulled the child from the vertical The hug changed to a horizontal hug, and I stroked his forehead to try to calm him down, but it didn't help at all.

The baby was immersed in his crying and couldn't extricate himself, which made his mother at a loss. The gentlemen and ladies separated by a few places cast dissatisfied glances at Rebecca, as if it was a silent accusation.They got up and walked further away from them.

The mother was very embarrassed by the disgusted eyes drawn by the cry of the child. Even though the gentlemen and ladies in the upper class were well-bred, they would not accuse her of the troubles she caused them, destroying the peace and tranquility of the moment. The atmosphere, but it is obvious that they don't welcome her, and they don't welcome the child she brought out who makes noise and spoils other people's good mood.

"I'm sorry! My baby is crying so much and disturbing you! I'm sorry! I'll take him back to the room right now!"

The woman was so ashamed of Rebecca, because of her troubles, even this girl had been stared at by others. She hurriedly stood up holding the child and wanted to go back to the room to see if the child was hungry, peed, or simply wanted to cry. Crying so loudly, she heard Rebecca say behind her: "Wait a moment, ma'am, can I see your child?"

The woman was puzzled, but she didn't refuse. She turned around with the baby in her arms, and sat back down again.

Rebecca made a face at the baby in the woman's arms, and the child stopped crying immediately. Rebecca continued her efforts, pinching her nose and cross-eyed regardless of the image, and the child giggled at Rebecca stand up.

...Finally stopped crying.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Rebecca with a little admiration: "Thank you miss, without you, I think I can only take him back."

A lady in the upper class must always pay attention to her etiquette and self-cultivation. She is not allowed to be sloppy for a second, but the girl in front of her made a face for her child... She did not care about the eyes of the people around her. Myself, if the scene just now is spread as a joke by others, what will happen to this girl's reputation?Which husband would dare to marry?

The woman stared at Rebecca with a little sympathy, it was because of her fault that she got involved with this lady, she wanted to give Rebecca some compensation within her power: "What can I do for you?" did you do it?"

"If it's possible..." Rebecca looked at the child in the woman's arms who was blowing snot bubbles, raised her eyes and looked at her expectantly: "I want to hug you."

The woman agreed to Rebecca's request without saying a word, and she also taught Rebecca the posture to hold the child: "The left hand protects the back of his neck, yes, that's it, because the child's neck is very fragile, and the right hand needs to support it." holding the baby's ass..."

The baby laughed even harder in Rebecca's arms, and the snot bubbles blew bigger.

The small one can only hold the palm of one of her little fingers, her eyes are blurry, her cheeks are bulging, her arms are cut off like lotus roots...

so cute!

Rebecca couldn't help laughing at the child, completely forgetting the scene of him crying a few minutes ago, and only felt that the one in her arms was a little angel with wings and a halo on his head: "He's so cute ..."

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Rose's performance at the breakfast meeting today made Carl feel very embarrassed.First he smoked in the middle, and then mocked the ship's owner, Bruce Ismay, who was named Titanic because he attached great importance to the size of male genitals.

She choked him so much that he couldn't even eat his breakfast.

Carl got up with an ugly face, excused everyone, and walked out of the restaurant determined to have a good discussion with Rose about why she made Ismay look so bad, and then told her that this should not happen again.

He really didn't understand, what good could Rose get by embarrassing Ismay in public?If Ismay can't get off the stage, doesn't it mean that Rose's face is very bright?He thought that with the reputation of the Bookett family, he would definitely be able to teach a gentle and virtuous daughter, but the more he got in touch with Rosecarl, the more he realized how outrageous his assumptions were.

Yes, he likes Rose's rebellion and her uniqueness, but that doesn't mean she stands out from the crowd. Rose is at best a duck who thinks she is a white swan.

The family was down and owed a huge debt. Without him, Rose and her mother would go to the factory as laundry women. It was Cal Hockley who helped them maintain their current life, helped them maintain their dignity, and helped them maintain their lives. Pride and self-esteem.

And Rose trampled him down with the arrogance and complacency he helped her maintain.

He said kindly to Rose that it was windy outside and asked her to go back to the dining room, but Rose replied to him with three cold words: leave me alone.

Karl tightly clenched what he was holding, the black leather glove rubbing against his palm made a strange and unpleasant sound.

He can't go back to the dining table to drink the next morning tea in this state, and he will be ridiculed by Mrs. Brown again. He has to calm down, calm down.

Carl tried to use the muscles in his face to make them less tense, but failed, thinking he should be pacing the deck.

As soon as he turned around, Carl saw Rebecca holding a child in her arms and talking to a woman.

From this angle, he could only see Rebecca's profile.Her smile is bright and brilliant, like the roses he planted in the greenhouse, which are just about to bloom. At this moment, Rebecca exudes a unique aura all over her body, as charming and charming as a ghost, and has a kind of charm for him. A fatal attraction.

This has never been done before.

Carl raised his legs uncontrollably and walked towards Rebecca, towards the beam of light.

"inued"