Countess' lover

This was a very shallow kiss, the countess's first time, and it seemed to be the masked man's first time too.Margaret was a little shy, but boldly kissed her lips. The restless environment was blurred in her ears, and all she could feel was the person in front of her.

His lips were cold, not as warm as a normal person's, but they seemed to be smeared with honey.Bitter sweetness emerges from the ghostly coldness.She just touched it lightly, and quickly let go, her blue eyes scanning the whole body of the man who was still in a daze.Margaret smiled, "It seems that you are the theater ghost?"

theater, ghost.It was like lightning piercing the clouds, followed by thunder and torrential rain.

"Loosen your dirty hands, you slutty, vile banshee! Who allowed you to spit scarlet serpent letters at the devil? Sin, you will be punished by the ghost. Behold the fallen curtain Is it? If you dare to say one more word, I can guarantee that your end will not be better than that!"

Phantom's expression was agitated, and her words were so vicious that Margaret had never heard of it.But the clever countess could clearly see that it was just a cover-up under the phantom's embarrassment.Is the Phantom of the Opera such a cute guy?The countess couldn't help laughing.

"Your threat didn't work on me Mr. Phantom. On the contrary, it made me realize how cute you are."

cute?The pale golden eyes stared fiercely at the countess, and his big hands loosened and tightened.If it weren't for the louder voices running towards the box, Phantom would definitely not be what it is now.

"Shut up, banshee! How dare you say that, I will take your life without mercy..."

"Am I not right?" The countess took a step forward under the phantom's murderous eyes, even though she was condescending by the other party, she still did not appear weak at all.Margaret even licked her pink lips, provocatively and charmingly, "You are a sweet man..."

The Phantom almost lost his mind under such a strong attack. He estimated the time when those people would find them, and put his big hand on Margaret's neck without hesitation, "You shouldn't question the viciousness of the devil, my wife. Now, you Man with a sweet mouth, I can easily break your neck, and I promise not to be found by anyone, I just need to use a little force, how simple! Are you afraid? That's what it should be."

His face was covered with a mask, but Margaret could still feel his gloom and despair, as well as his boundless anger.

Heart pounding.For the second time in her life she felt this way, to the same person on the same day.That feeling came so quickly, even the Countess herself couldn't tell where it came from or why it came from.She didn't even have time to think about anything superfluous, just like when she took a fancy to the property of the Bernard family and tried every means to marry that gay guy, she just firmly believed that she was going to marry this ghost-like guy.

The big hand stuck on Margaret's neck gradually tightened, making her feel suspicious.The taste seems to be standing on the tip of a knife, surrounded by cliffs, as long as there is a slight deviation, there will be no bones left.

"You are very sweet, why are you so unconfident?" The countess struggled to say this, and the claw seemed to loosen a little.She stared into Phantom's pale golden eyes, her smile seemed to be provocative, but also comforting, "Let go of me, someone is coming. You don't want to be discovered by them!"

"Snapped"

The phantom let go of Margaret, and held her shoulders firmly, and said coldly in a low voice, "Shut your mouth, don't appear here again, next time, you won't be so lucky!"

He turned around, and the silver mask flashed a dim light, fascinated her eyes.Margaret lay limp on the ground, coughing constantly, "Ahem, I'll come tomorrow, well, I'm in this box. Ahem, if you don't show up, just wait to be made public, sweetheart!"

The black shadow didn't stop for a moment because of her words, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.Margaret gathered her cloak to hide the bruises on her neck, and stood up to deal with the panicked manager and maid.

"It's great that you're all right, Margaret." Raoul's handsome face expressed his gratitude to God.

"Oh, Raoul," Marguerite's casual attitude finally brought some teasing, looking at the young Raoul with similar blue eyes, "my dear cousin can still think of me after meeting Mademoiselle d'Aie , this is really touching!"

Raoul Jun blushed slightly, but he still expressed his love bravely. You should congratulate me, Marguerite, I have found the person I want to spend my life with. "

Margaret smiled, looked at him with slight disapproval, and even sarcastically, "Well, young gentlemen are always emotionally hot-headed, it's okay to be romantic, but I still hope you can think about it." Think clearly."

Speaking of feverishness, the Countess recalled the intense scene just now again. It seemed that she was not crazyheaded?Raoul is only infatuated with a dancing girl, but she falls in love at first sight with a demon ghost in people's eyes.

She stopped Raoul from trying to argue, and her tone changed suddenly, "Go to your goddess, my dear, she should be frightened now, but this is a good opportunity to be courteous. Say sorry to her for me." Because Due to Margaret's accident, the show has been forced to stop. Even though Christine's is the finale, it is still a very rude thing to interrupt someone else's performance.

Raoul was more worried about the obviously frightened goddess than his cousin who was fine. He didn't say anything polite, and went to comfort poor Miss Daae after saying hello.

Marguerite didn't know it, because her intervention allowed Raoul to get Christine's heart in advance, and successfully messed up another person's heart, thus avoiding a tragedy.

That was a feeling he had never felt since he was born, maybe the moment he came out of the mother's womb.He once ridiculed those women whose chests and waists almost squeezed their lungs, and the protruding double balls were just a sign of their ignorance.But just now, a woman squeezed his chest with his disgustingly exposed white tender thing, while his hands were wrapped around that unimaginably slender body.She is very light, very light and soft, slender, yet resilient...

Phantom stopped herself from thinking about it. Today was the first time the girl he had taught for many years sang on stage, and that girl's singing got the praise she deserved, even though her vocal range was not wide enough and she didn't have enough acting skills.But that's not a problem.When his music angel lightly opened his red lips, what he expressed was not just music, but emotion.

How can that sweet-talking banshee compare with his princess?He couldn't help but think of the accident that could barely be called a kiss, the two small petals were warm, moist and elastic.It is fiery red, delicate and charming, like a coquettish rose, like a burning flame, kissing his thin, cold and sinful lips.The little thing with the elegant scent of an upper-class lady revealed his identity between opening and closing, and called him "sweetheart" coquettishly.

sweetheart!It was as if a tingle of numbing warmth flowed from his heart to his whole body, teasing the unawakened beast in his body.He felt the swelling under his body helplessly, remembering that there was no fear or loathing towards him in those blue eyes...

"Enough! Banshee, banshee!" he roared in the darkness, angrily kicking at the wall next to him, as if that would kick away the banshee that disturbed his mind.

He clutched the mask on his forehead, which was cold and hard.It blocked the sight of others and blocked his ugly source of evil.For a long time, he laughed softly, desolate and lonely, like a wolf walking alone in the dark.Elegant, but also brutal.

Through the hidden compartment, the beautiful and passionate opera star puts his hand on the young and handsome earl.One of them is beautiful, the other is rich and powerful, and they left hand in hand, even their backs are so perfectly matched.

The bright red rose fell to the ground, which was originally a gift from Phantom to Christine.The petals spread out piece by piece, like his heart and his life.

"You'll regret it, for sure."

His deep voice was buried in the darkness, faintly tinged with madness and despair.Someone said she would come looking for him tomorrow, but who cares?