What to do if your crush is the Earl

Xiao Sheng searched the whole manor that day, but he didn't see Martin.

He walked slowly to the basement.

That opening is at the end of the black corridor, in the basement next to the abandoned staircase.

There are strange paintings of different sizes pasted in the corridor, and there is a ceiling light on each exhibition painting, which clearly illuminates the details of the paintings and makes them come alive.

And the light suddenly cut off at the end of the corridor, making the secret door hidden in the depths of the manor fall into darkness.

Xiao Sheng has never set foot here.

He wasn't very curious, only obsessed with things related to that person.

This time too.

Xiao Sheng was lucky.

Tonight, that door is open.

The inside is not as dark as imagined, on the contrary, after turning the corner of two stone stairs, it is filled with warm lights.

The ground at the bottom is covered with a brown-red oak floor. Rows of multi-layered wine racks are placed in an orderly manner, extending all the way to the inside. Countless wine bottles are leaning against the racks, sparkling with light.

Xiao Sheng approached step by step, and finally saw a warm yellow light source near the end.

Under the soft light, the man was wearing a white shirt and a black knight suit, sitting on the leather sofa.The shirt was slightly wrinkled, and two or three buttons near the neck and chest were undone, exposing a few inches of clean chest.

Leisurely and uninhibited.

Xiao Sheng's Adam's apple rolled, and he hardly dared to disturb the scene.

The snow-white cat lay quietly on the owner's lap. When Xiao Sheng came in, he looked up lazily at him, and then comfortably returned to his original position, enjoying the comfort of being smoothed by a man with one hand.

The two stood quietly for a long time, neither of them spoke.

Xiao Sheng slowly noticed that there were seven or eight wine bottles on the table in front of the other party, and he looked a little stupefied, no wonder he didn't mind his sudden appearance.

"Sir," he was a little startled, "how much alcohol have you drank alone?"

"Huh?" The man turned around with a misty face, his blue eyes narrowed, Lin Hai inside was gentle and ups and downs, "Not much. I drank the 'Bitter' of No. 1225 and the 'Long Time' of No. 710."

"Huh? What's that?" Xiao Sheng slowly came to Martin, squatted down, and was at eye level with him. ——Only at this time, dare to take the initiative to get closer to him and stare greedily.

"Look," Martin smiled, pointing to a wine bottle.

There was no logo, no manufacturer, just a wrinkled leather sticker with a date and a short word written in beautiful handwriting.

Xiao Sheng picked up the bottle of wine that Martin was pointing to, on which was written: 1832.5.6, the Covenant of Wutong.

Another bottle, 1835.7.23, lost winter.

He suddenly realized something, stood up slowly, took a few steps, and looked in shock at the countless rows of wine racks around him.

——Obviously his intuition didn't lie to him: on the wine racks as far as he could see, all the wine bottles had a pure white cracked sticker, numbers and dates in cursive characters, and a simple word and sentence.

"This is..." His voice trembled slightly.

"My whole life." Martin smiled. "Would you like to watch it?"

A smile that shows confidence and calmness is no different from usual.

Words are temptations, spitting snake letters, inviting people to give up their lives to guess whether the treasure guarded by the monster is true or not.

At this moment, Xiao Sheng subconsciously followed his instinct of fear—he quickly lowered his head, as if scalded by hot magma: "No, no."

Martin didn't say anything, he just lowered his head, his facial features were hidden in the shadows, and hummed a little lonely: "Oh."

Xiao Sheng felt regretful almost immediately.He felt that the momentary confusion in his mind made him miss something very important, which was the handle that touched the door of Martin's heart.

But the world did not regret taking the medicine.

In order to make up for this rejection and regret, he came to Martin's side again and got very close.

Martin raised his green eyes to look at him, and his tone became softer, even a little playful, shaking the tulip cup in his hand, like a young child sharing his toy with a friend: "Do you want to join me?" ?”

Xiao Sheng shook his head, his eyes were firm: "You can't drink any more."

The man withdrew his gaze and complained, "Xiao Sheng is such a boring man."

Xiao Sheng: "...Mister..." A little helpless.

The man picked up the transparent wine glass again, but when it touched his lips, his wrist was held.

Looking over with puzzled and ignorant eyes, Xiao Sheng almost immediately noticed his presumptuousness, but he felt even more presumptuous.

He withdrew his hand and knelt down on one knee. After hesitating for a while, he finally put his cheek on the opponent's knee:

"Sir, I will do anything for you as long as you don't want to drink too much wine."

Martin paused, wiped the wine glass against his lips and put it down again. Xiao Sheng's pale and indifferent face seemed to form a wonderful combination in his eyes. He smiled slightly, and raised Xiao Sheng's cold and thin chin with one hand: " Beauty, it is not bad to offer yourself to me."

Xiao Sheng's body trembled violently. After a while, he lowered his head and bit his thin lips tightly: "Yes."

The voice was as thin as a mosquito's whisper, but it was still heard by Martin in the warehouse deep in the ground.

Martin's index finger and thumb rubbed the skin of Xiao Sheng's chin inexplicably, until the pale complexion turned slightly red, and then he evoked a satanic evil smile: "That's what you said."

Xiao Sheng's black eyes were filled with physiological mist, and he climbed up to the man's shoulder tremblingly between his fingers, and held it tightly.

The kiss fell.

No regrets, no rejection.

The candles on the wall fluttered, reflecting the overlapping reflections of two people.

Although Martin was drunk, his skills were very high. Soon Xiao Sheng collapsed in his arms with misty eyes, and was laid down on the sofa. The monocle was taken off by one hand and put aside.

"Baby... I will be very gentle." Drunken and dazed, Martin didn't know who he thought he was.

Xiao Sheng raised the half of his arm that was still free, covering his eyes, and also the bitterness in his eyes.

Apart from these, the blue undulating deep forest sea, the bewitching intoxication, the swaying of light and shadow, and the depth of the night all make people addicted.

"Sir..." forbearance, "...well... I love you."

Martin didn't hear clearly, or didn't care when he heard clearly, he kissed the pale and smooth skin under his body: "Be good, concentrate~"

"Ugh..."

……

Buddy jumped off the couch.

It is rare for it to try this way, and it actually feels that the fleshy foot pads are not very painful, so it turned to look at the two people entangled on the sofa. They knocked over the wine at their feet without knowing it, and the white wine liquid remained all over the place.

Buddy's beard trembled, and he wanted to go up and lick it.

But he held back.

The night is long, let's go back to the cat house to find his partner Mana.

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