[Titanic] True Love Is Eternal

"I should tie up your feet too." Carl covered his mouth in pain, with a pitiful expression of pain and embarrassment.He was standing at the end of the bed, leaning against the bedpost, and the curtains were hanging down beside him, and he pushed the damned fabric aside impatiently.

"You can also use bandages to tie me into a mummy, and then throw it into a coffin for preservation." I don't look much better than him, and my long hair is bitten into my mouth.The nightdress was messed up just now, and the hem of the skirt was all piled up to the thigh.Carl looked down my skirt with his hair disheveled and saw the white legs.

"Look at digging out your eyes again." I said coldly, the person who knows the current affairs is a hero, and I still want to be tied up and try to be a qualified kidnapper before I escape, lest people can't think about it for a while and throw me into the sea Throw.But I found that I didn't have such a good self-cultivation. It was the first time I wanted to push a person into the toilet and flush it down.Immediately, I stretched out one leg, pinched the corner of the skirt with my toes, and gently pulled the skirt down to flatten it.

Carl, who covered his mouth, twitched the corners of his eyes, and his eyes were glued to my toes, until I pulled the skirt to my ankles, he was still staring at me unrepentantly.

I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen such a perverted one. She's just a gentle scum and a beast in clothes.

"You're just an orphan and a thief, and I can change your life." Carl said to me suddenly dissatisfied. Admit that you were rejected.

Take control of your life, right?Let's talk human, I don't want to communicate with this leaky bastard.My neck was sore, maybe it was twisted from too much force just now, I put my head back on the pillow heavily, and looked up tiredly.Finally, he said weakly: "My life can be changed by myself, I don't need second-hand goods like you."

"You have no money, no parents, no future, and you have nothing." Carl was irritated by my attitude, and he showed a mocking smile with an unbelievable look, and continued with a cold snort: "You Why should you change, and you are still a criminal, as long as there is no understanding from me, the prison is waiting for you when you get off the boat." He walked away while talking, and looked at me with a contemptuous attitude with pride and disdain.

I'm... speechless.

"And you're just a woman." He said eloquently, poured himself a glass of wine, and took a sip in a very familiar and elegant manner.

Drunkard, curse you with cirrhosis.

I really want him to give this speech at the women's rights meeting, it must be a wonderful scene.

Carl was standing by the table with a glass of wine. Alcohol brought him so much courage that he could continue to surround himself with a hedgehog shell of dismissiveness to hide his self-esteem that was crushed by me.He laughed and said: "It's just a woman, I know what you want. Beautiful clothes, luxurious dinners, cars and houses to show off, yes, and jewelry, the bigger the more valuable." Backing up, with a smile that sees through the world and has experienced thousands of sails.

"I have all of these, a lot." Carl's mouth curled up slightly, he remembered something and drank all the wine, then put the empty glass to his lips, smiling with a little drunken excitement.

I gave him a disinterested look, then continued to look up at the wainscoting. The first-class decorations on the Titanic were the direct responsibility of the shipyard workers.It is said that the designer drew a lot of design paper, and then sent it to the workers to make it piece by piece.Even the fireplace is divided into several pieces and then moved to the ship to join them together. The workers in the shipyard can ensure that the various design parts on the ship can be assembled without any mistakes when they are joined for the first time.No wonder Andrew is so proud, their shipyards are all elite.

I think it's more interesting to look at the relief design here than to look at Carl's smug face.

Seeing that I ignored him, Karl put down his glass a bit self-indulgently, then turned and walked out.I just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief and congratulate that the annoying ghost had finally left, but within a few minutes he came in again, holding a dark blue fine velvet box, and walked to the bedside.

I glanced at him sleepily, seeing that he didn't seem to dare to get too close, he lingered by the bed for a few times, and then sat down on my bed vigilantly, with half of his buttocks touching the edge of the bed, looking like he was ready to go anytime. guarding my feet.

"You must not have seen it, I will open your eyes." Carl put the box on his lap, and rubbed his fingers against the buckle of the box, as if unwrapping a birthday present.He opens the box.Then I handed the box in front of my eyes, forcing you to read it even if you don't read it.

Suddenly, a smooth and beautiful dark blue slipped into my eyes, and the cold blue diamonds shone brightly under the light.

Carl's slender fingers touched the cold diamond. He lifted the chain, picked up the diamond, and put the box on the chair beside the bed. He blinked and said softly, "This is the sea..."

"Ocean Star." I answered the words for him.

"Well, it's..."

"Royal items belong to the unlucky Louis XVI who was beheaded. It's 56 carats. If you buy it at this time, it's worth about 60 million US dollars. By the way, it is said that whoever wears this diamond will be unlucky all his life. You can take it away." Is it? I don't want to be cursed." I kindly reminded him, and by the way, finished all the words he wanted to show off first.

When Carl came in, he looked happy, but his mouth was flattened, and before he could say anything, he choked in his throat.The diamond in his hand is really taken back immediately, isn't it, I don't care if I show it to me.The smile froze for a few seconds, and then he said angrily: "How do you know this? Who else will be unlucky for a lifetime, this is the star of the ocean, something specially made for the royal family."

The French royal family is all screwed, isn't that bad enough?

"I'm a poor man, and the royal family has nothing to do with me." I really wish he would go away quickly and dangle a diamond in front of others. Is the refraction of light trying to damage my eyes and make me short-sighted?

"You can change, as long as you accept my plan, you can own it." Carl grabbed the diamond in his hand, not too flustered.He looked me up and down, as if thinking about how to cut me into pieces.Then he put his hand on my scapula, and his fingers were exposed to the coolness of this season, which was instantly warmed by my skin.And the heart of the ocean in the palm of his hand quickly fell on my skin. His fingers tremblingly wrapped around the diamond chain, and then slowly along the shoulder blades, he touched the back of my neck.

I looked at him motionless, and the burning emotion in his eyes surged out again, almost swallowing my whole body into his pupils and locking him up.

The sliding of his fingers made my goosebumps run out, I heard his breathing getting heavier, and under the short black hair, there was a layer of sweat marks on his forehead.He stretched out his other hand to brush my long hair scattered on the pillow, and touched the back of my neck with both hands to tie the diamond chain.

After tying it up, his hands didn't leave, but touched my neck, showing a smile that couldn't tell whether it was nervous or excited, and said to me: "Look, it's very suitable, you are suitable to stay here, no one can refuse these."

I felt a heaviness in my chest, but soon I ignored the weight, and it was Carl's face in front of me that took all my attention.He was getting closer and closer, his lips moved obviously, his eyes were full of confusion and unknown enthusiasm, and the thumb holding my neck rubbed against my jaw, which was an obvious provocative gesture.

Breathing is unavoidably intertwined, and the strong smell of alcohol and the smell in the air make it difficult for me to breathe.

"You can get everything you want, and I will give it to you." Carl whispered, his voice was hoarse and his expression was terribly serious.

I frowned, and finally couldn't help showing the discomfort of resistance. I don't like this kind of posture of being dominated by someone. He is too close to me, so close that I can't resist.

Maybe it was because the resistance in my eyes was too obvious, Carl finally came back to his senses, he let go of my neck with both hands in embarrassment, then sat up straight, but the words in his mouth were very strong, "You won't have the opportunity to see this in the future A kind of jewelry, it is expensive enough to make you the most dazzling existence."

I secretly put my foot back on the bed slowly. It's a pity that he ran fast. If he maintained the position just now for a second, I would directly kick him sideways to make him lie on the ground.

I don't have any hobbies for this kind of stone collection. I don't like to hang too many things on my body because it will hinder me from feeling the rhythm of my body's breathing.I tilted my head, looked down at the ocean star on my chest, and said to the guy next to the bed, "Take it back, I don't need it."

Karl couldn't understand what I said. He touched the back of his neck and said puzzledly, "Take it back?"

I nodded, and then gave him a confident smile, like standing under the lights and facing all the audience at the curtain call. "Even without Ocean Star, I can become the most dazzling existence, so I don't need it."

Cal stopped all his little uncomfortable movements, and he stared at me incomprehensibly, with a veritable bewilderment that made him look decadent and unbelievable.He repeated helplessly, "No need?"

I don't want to communicate with the parrot, I really want to cut his tongue and put him in a cage.

"Women need these things." Carl murmured sadly in a low voice. He may not have paid attention to his tone, which is why he accidentally showed this slightly childish expression.

How old are you?I don't want to coax the child, I don't even want to sleep peacefully, I don't feel sorry for you.

"Then what else do you like?" Karl seemed to realize that the emotion in his voice was wrong, he quickly cleared up his exposed mood, and asked me with a remedial attitude of giving.

"I want to sleep, can you untie my hands?" My hands are so numb, and I'm about to take away the ocean star, putting it on my neck, I have difficulty breathing while sleeping.

"I'll hire you a good French fashion designer." Carl made a mistake again, and began to ignore the person involved, trying to make some plans that had nothing to do with others.

"Untie the rope." I sighed weakly.

"The apartment can be in your name." Carl lowered his head and began to touch the ring on his little finger, as if he were counting banknotes.

"...The diamonds are taken away." I tried to communicate with him with a headache.

"Every week, I will visit you." Carl continued to play with his fingers without looking at me.

Help... help, what did this guy eat to grow up, can he automatically block any words he doesn't want to hear?

"What else do you want?" He finally raised his head and looked at me longingly, as if the people at the end of the world were longing for the salvation of the dawn.It's as if my needs can pull him out of the abyss of hell. He seems to know that I don't need anything, and he has nothing to impress me, so he doesn't want to hear my rejection at all.

I smiled at him feebly and motioned for him to come over. Carl was tempted by my eyes without any defense for a moment.He approached me sideways, and my smiling face remained unchanged. I had never smiled so sweetly at a man. His head was not working well and he continued to move closer, worried that he would miss some hints.

When his sitting posture just came to my knees, I smiled ferociously, from the back of my feet to my calves, and from my calves to my knees, at the same time, my body naturally took advantage of the force to bend my legs, and use my knees to push towards his waist One hit, one blow that was so hard that it could break the opponent's bones was completed smoothly.

Carl didn't have time to dodge, I kicked him off the bed in an instant, and he rolled onto the carpet moaning in pain.

After kicking this guy, I finally felt better. I turned my head and saw him grabbing the place where I was kicked with cold sweat all over his face. Fire him, this guy will kill.

I'd rather see the dawn with an old poodle than talk by candlelight with this incommunicable beast.

Before he growled and wanted to strangle me, I finally couldn't bear it and said loudly to him: "How old are you, don't act like a baby with me." It's all air you.

He was taken aback by my yelling, his eyes flinching a bit.

"And my job is not a thief, let alone a slum courtesan, put away your savior expression." Dare to make such a messy request, and still look good for me, what kind of obscenity did he put in my brain? Ghost profession, anyway, those who can show their thighs and dance are not good women, right?

"Also, take this broken stone away, it's so heavy that it prevents me from sleeping." The Ocean Star is something useful, it can't be eaten, it can't be sold, and the insured is still his father.The most important thing is that you don't have a sense of presence to wear this thing around all day long.

Carl held his waist and just lay on the carpet looking up at me.

I can't describe the way he looked at me, the feeling of being afraid of approaching and wanting to stick to me was too weird for me to understand.

Finally he tried to speak again, "Then... do you like painting? Works of art?"

I,……

Whoever helps me kill him, I will give you Ocean Star.