[Beauty and the Beast] Rose Castle

I went downstairs and a bunch of furniture came around and asked me how Lambert was doing.I thought of that stormy kiss, and my cheeks were slightly red: "He's okay...just, he seems to be hungry."

A feather duster said with concern: "Do you want to take care of the injury on your shoulder? Don't be aggressive, we are all used to it. After the master became a beast, he was so moody, even the teapot wife who had been with him for more than 20 years would hurt him, not to mention You...you don't have to be too sad. We all know that Master loves you. "

My cheeks became hotter, and I coughed lightly: "I, I'll just deal with it myself, you guys help me pick a few to eat, and I'll send them up."

I was only going to take a few bites, but Mrs. Teapot said that Lambert's appetite was amazing, and it was not enough to fill him up.I had to push a dining car upstairs and take the medicine kit with me.

Seeing me coming back, Lambert didn't even look at the dining car, he leaned close to me, sniffed my cheek, and stuck out his tongue to lick it.

His pupils are still blood red, his canine teeth are slightly longer than usual, and his tongue is as flexible as a snake letter.I looked at him helplessly, wiped off his saliva, and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

However, his face suddenly darkened, not even interested in the fresh and plump lamb knee bone that I brought out.

I couldn't understand what he was thinking, so I put the lamb knee bone on the table, cut a small piece with a knife, and put it on his lips.His face was indifferent.

I could only guess and ask, "Don't you like this?"

He glanced at me.

"Then do you want soup?" The bottom floor of the dining car is creamy chicken soup, the soup is milky white, with bright green asparagus floating in it.I was a little hungry, so I took a sip first.Lambert stared at me for a few seconds, then leaned over and licked it twice with his tongue.

I was about to refill him a bowl when he suddenly raised his head and licked the corner of my lips.I was full of embarrassment, and just about to wipe my mouth with my sleeve, his face turned cold, showing his sharp teeth, and growled like a threat.

"..." It would be great if he could understand animal language, otherwise I really don't understand what he is thinking.I thought about it, and asked cautiously, "You didn't eat lamb bones before, could it be because I wiped off your saliva?"

He looked at me coldly, as if he didn't know what I was talking about.

Although he behaves like a beast, his facial features still retain the nobility and elegance of the past. His complexion is cold and white, the distance between his eyebrows and eyes is extremely close, and his eyes are as sharp as a blade, but there is a kind of attractive beauty. Lean and sharp.Looking at his outstanding appearance, I feel more and more that my thoughts are ridiculous. He is a man who never forgets his elegance even when drinking blood. How could he lose his temper and skip eating because I wiped his saliva off.

Thinking of this, I wiped the corners of my lips.In the next second, he was pressed to the ground with a cold face. He breathed heavily and seemed extremely dissatisfied with my behavior. He lowered his head and licked the corners of my lips carefully.

"..."

Seeing him squinting while licking, showing an expression of enjoying the delicious food, unspeakable shame and shame rushed up his cheeks along the blood, I became angry from embarrassment, and pushed him for a long time before breaking free from his oppression.

I suspect that he hasn't lost his mind at all, but is conspiring with everyone in the castle to deceive me.Just under the push, the shoulder injury split open again.I walked to the side of the dining car, took out the medicine kit, and prepared to bandage the wound.He wanted to follow, but I subconsciously yelled, "Don't come!"

He stood still, looking confused, as if he didn't understand why I was angry.

Looking at his expression, I was in a state of confusion. I didn't understand why Lambert obeyed me... In fact, until now, I still don't quite believe that he really fell in love with me.

How long have I known him before he fell in love with me?What does he love me for?

Does he understand me?Does he know about my past?What kind of education he has received since he was a child, and what I have seen since he was a child... It is easy to tame a wild beast, all you need is patience, shackles and plenty of water; , but not two or three steps can cross the past.

Besides, I don't know anything about his past.I don't even know why he was cursed by the witch.

Maybe I'm greedy.Obviously at first he just wanted his father's condition to improve, but now he wants the prince's sincerity and understanding of his past.Forget it... I really think too much. In case Mrs. Teapot thinks wrong, he doesn't like me.He doesn't attack me after losing his mind, maybe he just has a kind heart.

After bandaging my shoulder injury, I turned my head to look at Lambert. He was still in his original position, with trusting and pure eyes.Suddenly, I felt a sense of guilt for bullying a small animal.I was about to beckon him to come over, but his eyes shifted to the bandage I changed, he shrugged his nose, his pure eyes immediately turned into naked hunger.

"..." I stuffed the lamb knee bone into his mouth, "You eat this."

After eating, I wanted to go back to my room to rest, but Lambert would not let me go no matter what. In desperation, I had no choice but to spread the blanket on the floor and lie down on it with my clothes closed.He looked down for a while, and went to embrace a blanket, intending to spread it beside me.

I quickly pointed to the bed: "Where do you sleep?" He turned a deaf ear and continued to spread the blanket. However, while spreading the blanket, his barb-shaped nails accidentally caught the blanket. He didn't notice it, and he was still buried in the blanket. It can be paved evenly, and finally let out a low growl irritably.

I couldn't help laughing, and leaned over to wrap the blanket around his nails and help him spread it.

"Good night, Lambert."

I was about to blow out the candles when I felt a weight on my waist, and it was he who wrapped my arms around my waist.Hot breath close at hand.The uncontrollable rapid heartbeat appeared again, my fingers trembled, and my voice trembled slightly: "... Lambert?"

He rested his chin on my shoulder, parted his lips slightly, and the snake letter was on my earlobe in an instant:

"Good night……"

He lowered his voice, syllable by syllable.

I turned around in astonishment: "Have you regained your sanity?"

He looked at me innocently.

The night was spent in suspense.On the second day, I was woken up by the ping-pong sound of tableware going in and out. When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was not the ceiling, but the gorgeous and exquisite bed curtains.I stood up and saw Lambert sitting on a dark brown desk not far away, looking at a book indifferently, with a hot teacup in hand.

"You're awake." He glanced at me and said without emotion.

The black scales on both sides of his cheeks seemed to have faded a bit, and his nails were no longer as sharp as last night, at least he could hold the teacup normally.Sure enough, after he regained his senses, our relationship fell to a freezing point again.Suppressing the inexplicable loss in my heart, I nodded and replied, "Good morning."

He didn't answer, but raised his chin at the dining car next to him: "Breakfast is here, take whatever you want."

...I still prefer him as a beast.Thinking of his pure eyes last night, and looking at his indifferent face now, the sadness in my heart overflowed like cold water. I put on my shoes, took a piece of bread casually, and wanted to walk out of the room.

"Stop." He said, "Where are you going?"

"Go back to your room and rest."

"This is your room." His tone cannot be violated.

"No, I'm afraid I'll disturb you." Before he finished speaking, he was already pressed against the wall.His eyes were gloomy and terrifying, and his deep and beautiful voice became hoarse: "You are so gentle with 'it', but you are stingy with a smile for me?"

I'm baffled: "What are you talking about? What 'it'?"

He met my gaze condescendingly: "Of course it's that beast." It took me a long time to react before I realized that the "it" he was talking about was the beast Lambert.

"You... have memories of last night?"

He didn't answer, and ran across my cheek with a ferocious finger: "I saw 'it' kiss you here," across the ears and lips, "and here, here..." He lowered his eyes, Staring grimly at my shoulder, "You even fed 'it' your blood. You'd rather be close to a beast than share breakfast with me, right?"

"...I just don't want to disturb you. Besides, aren't you the same person?"

Without comment, he leaned over and kissed my shoulder, then kissed my lips and ears in turn... I was flustered for a while.Finally, with his lips pressed against my cheek, he whispered, "Don't let 'it' get close to you."

His breath was quick and hot, burning my ears and neck very hot.I pushed him away and wiped my face vigorously: "...Whether you are the same person or not, you are all shameless! Stay away from me, I don't want to see you!"

The author has something to say: I'll see if I can write a long... I'll try my best.