Noble Villa [Whistling]

Just when you think everything is bad enough, the world can always show you worse things.

The rooms are gorgeous, but messy.Edgar sat half naked on the balcony, drinking in silence, feeling the last ray of the sun.Today's sunset is brilliant, and the city not far away is already showing signs of hustle and bustle.As the sky darkens, people's nightlife is about to begin.

"It's very windy." Ala hugged Edgar from behind, "So don't sit here."

"Oh." Edgar replied lightly.

"Aren't you happy?" Allah asked, kissing her soft blond hair.

"It's okay." Edgar looked into the distance, "It's just that the setting sun always gives people a feeling of doomsday judgment."

"kindness?"

"Will everything we do be seen by God or something?" Edgar asked with great interest.

"No, those old things don't have time to pay attention to this world." Allah replied decisively, "And their lives are even more chaotic, it's simply unsightly."

"You seem familiar?"

"Of course, I was one of them," Ala recalls.

"You never said that."

"Honey, that's been a long time ago, it's meaningless to talk about it, believe me." Allah avoided the topic, "The important thing is now, you should learn to enjoy yourself in time."

"You seem to know me well, but I don't know anything about you." Edgar lowered his head and said.

"What does that matter, it is always better to be the one who is loved." Allah disagreed.

The sun went down little by little, and the surroundings were plunged into darkness.Candles were shining through the small windows, and Edgar shrank back, for the weather had really cooled down.

Ala was keenly aware of the changes in Edgar, picked up his little boy, and returned to the room.The maids are very capable, and the sheets are replaced with new ones, which look a lot tidier.

Back in the room, Ala wanted to put Edgar back on the bed, but Edgar struggled to get down.

"Don't mess around with Edgar, he will fall down." Allah reprimanded him severely.

"Oh, what does that matter?" Edgar went his own way, with a lazy expression and an indescribable charm in the corners of his eyes.Of course, he dared to be so confident, mainly because of the long wool carpet on the floor.He approached Allah's earlobe and whispered: "You won't have the heart to throw me down, will you?"

"It's not certain, Edgar, never believe a devil's promise." Allah ignored Edgar's resistance and wrapped him tightly in the quilt.

"Ala." Edgar writhed dissatisfiedly, "I'm like a worm now."

"Oh, I like reptiles," said Alla. "You should rest, Edgar."

"I care about my health, but it's time for me to go back," Edgar said. "It's dark, mom and they will worry. And Isabella, that little guy needs my care, or maybe Will slip out again."

"What you need to take care of now is yourself, and there are many people who pay attention to Isabella." Ala really didn't like the little girl who didn't like him very much when she was a child, "You are an adult, at least you have the right to make decisions about yourself. Spend the night there, and I think Mr Linton will understand what a man normally needs."

"It's not fair! You look healthy every day." Edgar thumped the quilt as if exasperated, "Only I am exhausted every time I finish."

"Do you care about this?"

"Of course, I am a man." Edgar shouted, "As a nobleman, I also have dignity."

"Okay, then stay here today, and I'll let you experience what a man is." Ala smiled ambiguously.

"Are you serious?" Edgar looked at him suspiciously.

"If you feel that your physical strength is fine, I don't care what form you use." Ara shrugged and said, "It's just physical stimulation. I'm very experienced."

"Then why do you still need me?" Edgar asked dissatisfied.

"Because only you can keep me from being bored, my dear." Ala sat on the edge of the bed, watching the man tenderly, "This has nothing to do with the body, I apologize for my young and ignorant self, Plato is right."