What to do if your crush is the Earl

The party ended early today.

Standing on the big steps of the hotel, Alexia was strongly hinting that Martin could go to the midnight theater again.

But Martin refused with a smile.

"Miss Kexia, I look forward to seeing you later." He lowered his head and gave a gentle gentleman's salute, then took off his top hat and boarded the carriage.

Miss Kexia showed a regretful expression, but seeing that Martin had already boarded the carriage, she had no choice but to give up and took her attendants to board the carriage next to her.

Xiao Sheng was sitting on the cross wall on the right side in front of the carriage. When Martin got into the carriage, he looked at him and touched his arm: "You come in."

Xiao Sheng obediently entered the carriage.

The carriage was wide enough for two people to sit opposite each other. Xiao Sheng was not sure what Martin meant, so he lowered his head and did not speak.

There were several manuscripts in the wooden drawer built into Martin's carriage, and he took out one under the dim light, and flipped through it casually.

Xiao Sheng helped him protect the wick to make the light source brighter, and then he kept staring at the floor.

"Are you unhappy?" The sudden question broke the silence in the carriage.

Xiao Sheng looked up and found that Martin's book had been held upside down on the small table with one hand. The man was raising his head, his curly blond hair lined with handsome features, and he was looking at him intently and gently.

Xiao Sheng was speechless.He should have answered, but didn't know how to say it.

Martin approached slowly, staring into his eyes: "You are angry."

is a declarative sentence.

"No..." She wanted to deny it, but her eyes watered first.

What's going on here, Xiao Sheng raised his hand, trying to wipe it off in a panic, but felt ashamed, but Martin firmly held that hand and cut it off.

"I remember that you are older than me, why do you look like a child?" Martin was really puzzled, and there was a hint of teasing in it.

Xiao Sheng's facial features are not outstanding, nor are he pleasing. His face is thin, and his temperament is upright on weekdays. He is unsmiling. What everyone remembers most about him is his pale complexion and the monocle that always hangs on the bridge of his nose.

But probably because radish and green vegetables have their own loves, Martin especially likes Xiao Sheng's black eyes, slender and deep, usually light and inconspicuous, but when he is in love, he feels that there is love in them. A crystal tower, attractive and exquisite.

In this way, even the facial features that are not particularly outstanding are still very attractive, and the charm can be tasted after careful consideration.

In fact, the difference between the two is only three years old, and there is no age difference.

But Xiao Sheng didn't think so.Now there were not only tears on his face, but his entire pale face was burning, and he felt ashamed.

But the black eyes were still shining with water.

"I remember when you first came here," Martin began to narrate, "At that time, I still thought that the butler was really good at picking people. If such a cold person was put in front of my eyes, my creation would never be affected. disturb."

"Looks like now," Martin smiled, raised his index finger, and gently wiped away the tears falling from Xiao Sheng's eyelashes, "I'm thinking about it."

Another tear.

"Are you made of water?" The man sighed softly.

As the candle swayed, the air was slightly distorted, and the ambiguous atmosphere flowed, and the low voice became as soft as water, making people intoxicated and deeply trapped.

Xiao Sheng shook his head, watching the man in front of him whose vision was blurred by tears.

"I just..." said with difficulty, "I like you so much."

Martin froze for a moment, staring at him for a long time.

Xiao Sheng was apprehensively sized up by that gaze, and only then did he realize what he had just said.

For someone like Martin who likes freedom and entertainment, his liking should be a burden, right?

Will he reject himself for this?

Those calm and rational green eyes will say the words of rejection and severance in the next moment, right?

Xiao Sheng's heart was cold.

About a minute passed after Martin's scrutiny and thinking. When he saw that pair of black sincere eyes gradually covered with a layer of cold gray and dimmed, he realized something, and his breath gradually softened.

He raised his hand and took off Xiao Sheng's monocle, approached and hugged him, kissed his forehead, and gently rubbed his short black hair with his hands: "If you like it, then continue to like it."

Xiao Sheng was stunned and didn't quite understand what such abstract words meant, but he still felt happy and joyful.

The atmosphere was just right, the two leaned together and kissed lightly.

Xiao Sheng always clumsily needs someone to guide him. On the contrary, Martin, a veteran in the field of love, seems to be at ease, always letting go when the other party is about to lose his breath, and let the other party take a breath.

In a short while, that pale and cold face was covered with a beautiful pink color, a look that would never be seen on a serious waiter on weekdays.Martin is very satisfied.

After a long time, Xiao Sheng called out: "Sir..."

Martin stepped back a little, with a listening and puzzled expression.

Xiao Sheng moved slightly, broke away from Martin's embrace slightly, and took out a brown key from his pocket: "This is for you."

Martin took the thing with great interest, and weighed it: "Wooden?" Then he looked at Xiao Sheng, "You made it yourself?"

"En." Xiao Sheng nodded.

"How did you do it?" Martin continued to play with the light wooden key in his hand.

In addition to his usual writing, he has read a lot of books, and he has also dabbled in a lot of engineering and mechanical design knowledge of construction machinery.So I am even more curious: "As we all know, the key has a long torque. If it is made of wood, it is easy to break and deform. How did you solve it?"

After my little manservant dug carefully, people discovered many interesting things.

"This is the most resilient type of wood," Xiao Sheng explained earnestly when he heard Martin's question, "it has high fiber content and is not easy to break and deform. It is soaked in special plant juice and dried to dry." Afterwards, the strength has also improved. In addition, when opening the door carefully, it will not be easily broken."

It was rare for him to talk so much in front of Martin, and he still popularized the knowledge he didn't understand to the other party. When he stopped and saw Martin watching him attentively and listening carefully, he felt a little shy unconsciously.

Martin seemed to have opened up a new world, and looked at him with piercing eyes: "Okay, you are very researched."

The teasing and joking in those eyes made Xiao Sheng immediately remember where he had used all these skills, and lowered his head in embarrassment: "I..."

"Okay." He felt the key being re-stuck in his hand, and looked up at the other party in surprise.

"You can keep this, I agree."

"Sir?" His heart was pounding, and the complex series of relationship changes and emotional changes that came with this permission made him dizzy.So he can come in and out of the husband's bedroom at will in the future?

"Don't you want it?" the man raised his voice and asked.

"want!"

He clenched his fingers tightly, holding the key tightly in his hand, and even grabbed the fingertips of the other party who hadn't left.

The knuckles are strong and strong, and the fingers with clean nails are round and smooth.

"gentlemen……"

"Sleep in my room tonight." The man's eyes reflected the light of the candle, which was on and off, as beautiful and seductive as a spirit in the forest.

"……it is good."

·

The days passed quickly and the weather became colder and colder.

"Your letter, sir."

Early this morning, the maid took newspapers and letters from the mailbox and found a letter from Danz City in the south.

Martin was lying on a recliner in the garden greenhouse. Hearing this, he took the letter from her, tore off the back cover, unfolded the letter paper, and read ten lines at a glance.

A smile of great interest gradually appeared on his face: "There is something interesting."

He turned his head to look for Xiao Sheng's figure, but found that he was holding a newspaper and carefully hiding it in his sleeve.

"what happened?"

Xiao Sheng's little trick was discovered, and he froze in place. After a long while, he could only take out the newspaper again.

It was the local daily in the Acropolis, with a large headline hanging on a large page on the front: Rael Wendy, the Buried Talented Painter.

There are also many black and white printed paintings hanging next to it.

Martin picked up the newspaper.

Xiao Sheng's heart trembled.

The air became somewhat condensed.While waiting for Martin to read it, Xiao Sheng felt agitated. He wanted to explain that he wanted to put away the newspaper not because of jealousy or other reasons, but felt that it was a bit redundant.

Fortunately, after reading the layout, Martin didn't seem to care much.The smile on his face quickly returned: "Why is it necessary to hide it?——Are you worried that I will be sad?"

Xiao Sheng was guessed and lowered his head.

Martin was about to speak, but was interrupted by the housekeeper who came to report.

There are quite a few affiliated family businesses under the name of the Sade family, which are generally managed by a professional team, but it is customary to report on the work every January.

When the old earl was in power, this kind of report had to be done in the study, and the heads of several divisions had to be present, but when it came to Martin, he could do whatever he wanted.

The old housekeeper held a thick ledger, flipped through the report, and pushed the small round reading glasses on the bridge of his nose: "...Beidi has not been able to collect taxes for two consecutive years. I suggest that you send someone to take a look. Finance The office has formed a relatively professional team that can serve Mr.

This is indeed not something that the nobleman needs to worry about.

Martin tapped the table lightly with his fingertips and interrupted him: "No, I'll go in person this time."

The housekeeper was a little worried because of Martin's sudden decision: "But..."

Martin smiled: "Take it as an inspection of the territory." Then he patted the old butler's side arm earnestly, "Bryan, it's been so many years since my father passed away, so you can rest assured about me."

Brian looked at his young master seriously with his slightly cloudy eyes under the presbyopic glasses, and finally said: "Okay, I will arrange everything for the young master."

Martin nodded.

The old butler left.The letters from Danz City on the table were also put away by Martin and put in the inner pocket of his chest.

"Xiao Sheng."

"exist."

"You also prepare well, we will set off in two days."

Xiao Sheng's body was still upright and respectful, but his trembling fingertips revealed his excitement: "Would you like to take me with you, sir?"

"Of course." Martin said.

The blond man leaned back along the recliner, raised his head, and narrowed his emerald green eyes to the dappled sunlight leaking from the glazed roof.

This will probably be a relatively long trip.

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