Countess' lover

It has been half an hour since Karl finished the important matters in the bathroom. Since he had just soaked in the sea, his clothes were still wet. He hesitated to go out and make arrangements for the Little Mermaid before returning to take a shower and change his clothes.

Walking out of the bathroom, the scene in front of him revived the fire he had just vented.

"Are you done?" Ariel stood barefoot on the blanket, with his coat on her shoulders. The dark suit barely covered the bottom of her thighs, forming a strong visual impact with her white skin.She turned to look at him, two thin shells with shallow flowers on her chest simply dragged her chest, and two small water-red dots loomed.Carl had no doubt that the two shells were absolutely small for her.

Platinum-blond long hair hung down to her thighs, with a few strands hanging in front, just blocking the pink gap between her legs... Carl hurriedly looked away, not daring to look any further.

"You just stand outside like this? What if someone breaks in?" His voice suppressed his anger, and he took out a clean towel from the bathroom and threw it to Ariel. "Cover it up, human girls will never be like you... like this." He couldn't find an adjective to describe her, in fact there are quite a few nude models.

So, what kind?Ariel expressed doubts with her eyes, she caught the towel thrown by Carl, and the suit slipped because of her movement.She looked at a loss, "I'm sorry, although I would like to listen to you, but I am not a human girl. I am the No.13 daughter of Aquaman, and my name is Ariel."

It turned out that her name was Ariel, a lovely name indeed.Carl thought to himself, the expression on his face was still not pretty, he taunted, "Very good, little princess Ariel, can't you even cover your body with that bath towel?"

Ariel raised her head with strong arrogance and confidence. Her fingers brushed the shell under her chest. The two shells were strung together with tiny pearls, simple but not crude. "This is my clothes, why should I cover them up? Is my body ugly?"

No, it's gorgeous.Carl looked at the shell along her fingers. The light-colored little things with patterns are very beautiful. Although each pearl is small, it is full and shiny.

His thinking was obviously led into a misunderstanding by the little mermaid again, and Karl had a clearer understanding of this confusing underwater creature.He was too lazy to say anything to her, strode forward, grabbed the towel, and wrapped it around her body roughly.

His movements were neither gentle nor heavy, but they still left red marks on her body.The towel was fastened by him again and again, and it slipped off the girl's slippery skin again and again.Carl looked even more irritable. He didn't understand why the girl's skin was as smooth and tender as water.In the end, he gave up this meaningless action, threw the bath towel on the ground, and growled at Ariel, "Go to bed!" It would be more convenient to just wrap it in a quilt.

Ariel shook her head, firmly refusing his order.She looked at Carl with a look of pity, "Poor human males, are your hands so bad? What's the use of leaving marks on women, a piece of cloth can't do it."

She took the towel from Carl's hand and tied it around her waist.I don't know how she did it, but the thing that Carl couldn't handle no matter what, now firmly plays the role of a skirt.

Even though he was still disheveled, he was much better than before.Karl hadn't reached the point where he was angry with the girl, he didn't care what she said, and after he had achieved his goal, his expression returned to his usual arrogance and composure.

"Very well," he said. "My name is Cal Hockley. You may call me Mr. Hockley."

Ariel nodded, "Then Mr. Hockley, when are you going to return my pearl to me? That is very important to me."

Yes, those pink pearls.It originally belonged to the mermaid in front of him, but somehow, he didn't want to give it back to her so easily.He had a vague feeling in his heart that the little mermaid came to him for the string of pearls. If he gave it to her directly, would she just leave?For the time being, he didn't want to say goodbye to her yet.

So Carl changed the topic, "What are you looking at? The decoration of the luxurious private room is still very good, is the decoration of your underwater buildings also the same?"

As expected, Ariel's focus was diverted, and she said to Carl in an admiring tone, "It's really wonderful here, it's completely different from the one under the sea. Like my room, it's all monotonous crystals, although you can see it from the inside." I can see fish outside, but it’s still too monotonous after a long time.”

She looked at the painting on the wall obsessively, "Human paintings are also extremely beautiful. I am looking at this painting. It is even more beautiful than the simple ones I made at the bottom of the sea."

Karl couldn't help frowning when he saw the wall.It was a pair of "The Maid" by Degas, which Ruth insisted on hanging up. Thinking of Ruth, he suddenly felt bad.Carl really couldn't see anything interesting about the painting, it was worthless and could be bought very cheaply.

He expressed his opinion in a casual tone, and then Ariel looked at him with a slight pity.

"Why do you think so? I would trade all the beautiful coral crystals in my room for such a picture! But it's worth more than that."

"What's the value! This kind of cheap thing, as long as you have money, you can buy better ones anywhere!" Karl once again highlighted the role of money, obviously he is a very rich person, he said, "I I really can’t figure out what’s so good about it!”

Ariel finally turned her head to look at him, she tilted her head slightly, with a serious expression showing some pride and persistence.The little girl actually has a sense of nobility and elegance.

"Have you noticed its color? It's very gorgeous, bright, like an explosion. And its angle, looking down, is very deep. The distribution of light and shadow is really beautiful..." After a few words, Ariel He paused, "Of course, it is enough for you to understand that it is colorful and emotional."

He didn't criticize directly like Ruth, but this kind of faint contempt still made Carl a little annoyed.He blocked the past with one sentence indifferently, "It seems that our aesthetic tastes are not consistent. I still insist that the value is reflected by the price."

Ariel pouted, and her eyes flashed cunningly, "Is that so? I think so too. When will Mr. Hockley, who has inconsistent aesthetics, plan to return my pearls to me? That is also very important to me and I like it very much."

Carlton froze for a moment, his face was not very good-looking, "How important is that string of pearls?"

"Of course!" Ariel's expression became serious and a little shy, "These are the tears of a newborn, and they can only be given to your husband when you get married."

husband!Carl's heart was beating fast, he looked at the Degas painting on the wall, and said with some reluctance, "I suddenly feel that this painting is also very good, and it's not as cheap as its price. Maybe ,You're right."

Ariel looked at him with pure and surprised eyes, and her smile suddenly deepened, "Oh, yes, it seems that you have more discernment than I imagined." She smiled affirmatively at him, and said a simple sentence It even made him feel very comfortable.At this moment, he really felt that the painting was quite pleasing to the eye.

Karl asked Ariel to go to bed again, wrapped her tightly with a sheet, and called the waiter from outside.Soon there were dedicated seamstresses and waiters with food carts.

Due to time constraints, there was no time to make them, so the seamstress also brought a lot of ready-made costumes.Ariel watched curiously as Carl picked out the clothes brought by the seamstress. Carl had already taken care of himself at this time, and his neat suit set off his handsomeness.Although he looked indifferent, contemptuous and impatient, he still carefully chose clothes for Ariel.This kind of Carl also made Ariel feel a little cute, even though he didn't ask her preferences at all while choosing, he was very domineering.

When the tailor and waiter were kicked out of the living room again, Ariel had already placed five gorgeous dresses that matched her body.

"Try." With a very simple and straightforward order, Carl sat on the sofa, shaking a glass of brandy in his hand.He seemed careless and didn't want to avoid it.

"Now?" Ariel looked at the food in front of Carl with some hesitation, which looked different from what she had eaten before. Obviously, the food had a greater impact on sex.

"That's right, right now." Of course he didn't miss Ariel's thoughts, but he didn't have any intention of fulfilling her, "If you want to see a human dinner party tonight, you'd better do as I said I have to try on the clothes and I need to teach you some dining etiquette." If Ariel had to be left alone in the room until he finished the dinner party, Carl felt it would be more reassuring to have her by his side.

"Dinner? Really!" Ariel crawled out of the sheets excitedly, her bright blue eyes were flickering, and her voice was full of joy. "Mr. Hockley, how kind you are to me!"

Is that enough?Her satisfaction and joy seemed to have affected Karl as well, making him look forward to the dinner parties that he had experienced too many times and only showed off and political and economic exchanges.

This little mermaid is much easier to coax than Ruth, Carl thought to himself, Ruth's expression is always bored and contemptuous every time she knows she is going to a dinner party, and it makes the people watching it unhappy.Thinking of Ruth, Carl's face turned gloomy again. He has already helped Ruth pay off her debts and gave her a high-quality life. What else is there to be dissatisfied with this woman?Can those poor and down-and-out tramps give her a good life?What a clueless woman...