What to do if your crush is the Earl

Antoine reported to Martin the next day.

The young man with light blue hair stood there quietly. He was no longer as sharp as he was when he was worried about his younger brother. The young man who calmed down showed a unique beauty. His hair was soft and shiny. Bright, it also reminds people of the brave demeanor in his body.Martin really appreciated it.

"Has everything been arranged at home?"

Antoine nodded: "Yes, my lord. Anio and my mother asked me to thank you on their behalf."

"It doesn't have to be."

Martin took the time to glance at Xiao Sheng, who was quietly standing beside him. His pale cheeks could not be seen, but he looked straight ahead, as if nothing had happened.

He smiled, touched the ring on his hand, and continued: "Are you sure you want to follow me in the future? I will leave the Northland."

Antoine lowered his head: "Yes, my lord, I have thought it over carefully, and I am willing to do my best for you."

"Not reluctantly?"

"There is absolutely no reluctance." Antoine hesitated, looked up at Martin, and said suddenly, "Actually, I have heard of you before."

"Oh?" There was surprise in Martin's eyes. He was used to loitering in the manor, and it was strange that ordinary people knew him.

"The Battle of Hugang and the Battle of Calcutta, which were famous in the empire back then, I heard Lord Ethan say that Lord was the key to leading troops to win more with fewer troops, and even to turn the world around. Put it on your head, so this is something ordinary people don't know."

The faint smile on Martin's face gradually disappeared, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"...Ethan?"

Antoine explained: "It's the chief of the city defense at the border. I used to work with him."

Martin pondered for a long time, his deep blue eyes and calm expression made it impossible to guess his thoughts, the brilliance of the sun turned several angles in those blue eyes.

He lightly supported his head with his thumb and index finger and thought about it, his smile brightened again: "Since you have served the border, it's good, I'll leave the Northland affairs to you."

"My lord?" Antoine was a little puzzled.

"—You know the situation in the Northland best, and you are also familiar with the local situation. Together with Clark, you will come forward instead of me and deal with those who should be loosened.——It is impossible to eat the flesh and blood of the empire like this~" Martin The tone was drawn out, and the last sentence made those who are sensitive and familiar with him taste a hint of danger and shudder.

Lawyer Clark had been summoned to listen to the training earlier, so he naturally understood what Lord Sade meant, so he stood up from the side and said yes respectfully.

Seeing that Antoine didn't speak, Martin raised his eyebrows and said, "Why, what's the problem?"

"No," Antoine hesitated for a moment, shook his head firmly, and said with a bow, "Thanks to your lord's entrustment, I will do my best to relieve your worries!"

Martin smiled: "That's good, you go down."

"Yes."

Everyone retreated, and the living room finally became quiet again.

Xiao Sheng still stood quietly behind Martin, and didn't seem to want to say anything.

Martin glanced at him, then looked again, the calm expression on the servant's face made him feel even more irritable.

His head started to hurt a little again.So he stood up and walked towards the bedroom.

Xiao Sheng also walked up to him, and Martin stretched out a hand to stop him:

"You don't need to come here, I will give you a day off today, just go out and have a look."

Xiao Sheng had a slightly bewildered expression on his face, but he didn't dare to disobey after all, so he could only lower his head and say, "Yes, sir."

The chief of the Northland, Walker, arranged for Martin to serve him with many servants. After Martin returned to the house, he asked someone to bring a glass of water, swallowed the medicine, and began to take a nap.

The bed under the gorgeous quilt was as cold as hard iron. Martin shivered as soon as he lay in it. He rubbed his nose, feeling a little uncomfortable.

This emotion was inexplicable, and he didn't pay much attention to it.

He seemed to have fallen asleep in a daze. In the dream, a ten-year-old boy with short black hair smiled at him and gave him a gift.Holding the gift, he instinctively felt that it was something very important, and he kept it tightly in his hand, remembering to take it with him wherever he went.He went around and went to many places, holding the small wooden gift in his hand, but he never found that kind person again.

In the dream, he secretly cried with his mouth puckered.

When I woke up, my hands were empty, and my heart felt lost.

The place in the heart seemed to be empty, throbbing and throbbing.

This feeling was too strange, and Martin was in a trance for a long time before pulling away from the dream. Only then did he realize that his throat was dry and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his body.

He suddenly heard a rustling sound behind him.

The door opened, then was gently closed again.

He opened his eyes, squinted his green eyes half-closed to look at the angle of the sun leaking in through the window, and found that it hadn't been that long.

half an hour?Or ten minutes?

A person slowly stood on the edge of the bed behind him, then bent down, and gently tucked the corner of the quilt for him.

After standing for a long time, the quilt suddenly moved. Martin felt a hand coming in from under the quilt. He groped, groped, and finally touched his hand and stopped.

"You are brave enough." Martin said, his voice was a little hoarse, but it did not damage its own temperament and luxury.

The hand shivered tremblingly, and after a while, it slowly leaned up again, firmly covering his hand, and it fit tightly.

"Xiao Sheng is worried that sir will catch cold. Your hands are always cold in winter."

Clenched by that hand, Martin realized that his hand was indeed terribly cold. Whenever he touched a heat source, he would crazily absorb heat, like a land that has been dry for a long time, drinking water with his teeth bared.

Martin didn't take his hand away, and didn't speak any more.

Xiao Sheng took advantage of the situation and lay down slowly, first outside the quilt, then little by little, retracted into the quilt, grabbed Martin's waist from behind, and stuck his whole body on it.

"Do you like me like this, sir?"

Martin did not speak.

After a moment of coolness, the temperature gradually rose.The back is hot, the heat of the body can avoid the cold of the winter.

How can you not like it?

Martin turned around and looked back, carefully looking at the person in front of him:

"Are you a fairy or what?"

Thin face with black hair and black eyes, pale complexion, a monocle on the bridge of the nose all year round.When he is not talking, his expression is as cold as ice, and when he is emotional, he looks like snowdrops melted by flames on the treetops in winter. He looks like he is about to cry, so charming.

The facial features are only ordinary, but they have the ability to make people's hearts tremble.

He must be bewitched, he must be.

"Xiao Sheng belongs to Mr....you can do whatever you want..."

Those thin, light-colored lips, I really want to kiss them hard.

"You're making progress." Martin said in a low, hoarse voice, holding himself still.

indeed.

Being honest and serious was his evaluation of this man at the beginning, but slowly, he found that it didn't seem to be the case.

The evidence is that this person will try to take a small step forward without touching his bottom line, scratching and scratching his sensitive heart.

Martin couldn't tell whether he liked the touch or loathed it.

While he felt that his territory had been violated, and his solid line of defense and solid authority were being challenged, at the same time, he was a little reluctant to part with that warmth in the really soft place deep in his heart.

These two contradictory feelings made him upset, and a little impatience appeared on his face.

"Have I disturbed my husband?" Xiao Sheng was keenly aware of his emotions.

Martin didn't speak, his face was cloudy and uncertain.

"I know sir just took medicine, I... I'm very worried. If you have something on your mind, can you tell me?"

The hand around the waist gently grasped the corner of the shirt.

"I... I'm very stupid. I can't guess all the things that are on your mind. If you offend him because of me, please tell me..."

"Or...if you already despise me, I will...also try to show up by your side as little as possible."

It was very difficult to say this, and Xiao Sheng's originally steady voice faltered several times before he could fully express the meaning.

Martin saw him lower his head, his black eyes flickered, as if the faltering light inside would go out in the next second.

He sighed, raised his hand and placed it in front of the man, along the gap between one mirror leg, gently raised the monocle with his index finger.

The glasses legs passed through the messy hair and slid along the fingers to the knuckle-knuckle hands.

Martin held the thin metal frame between his fingers and turned it gently, sighing: "What are you thinking? When did I show that kind of meaning?"

Xiao Sheng pursed his lips and said nothing.Martin looked a little aggrieved.

He reached out and gently lifted the man's chin, and asked in a deep and hoarse voice, "Didn't I give you a day off? Why didn't you go out and have a look?"

I... I just want to be by your side.

This sentence turned in Xiao Sheng's mind, but he didn't say it, but his face was mostly red.

He hesitated at the door for a long time, leaning his back against the door, counting the other person's breath in his imagination, and waited until the person almost fell asleep before thinking of sneaking in to have a look.Just take a look!

But after just one glance, he couldn't leave, and walked forward uncontrollably, sizing up greedily.

After looking at it for a long time, I couldn't help but want to touch it.

Come closer, come closer...

Finally got caught.

"Huh? Why is your face still red?" Martin picked up two or three strands of hair by Xiao Sheng's ears with his index finger, and his blue eyes were deep and gentle.

Xiao Sheng's fluttering eyelashes trembled, and he called out: "Sir..."

It was ecstasy.

Martin didn't understand how such a serious person could make such a sound, but his body responded honestly.

Martin's principle is that if you can't bear it, you can't bear it.

Aristov said that proper exercise is good for physical and mental health...

He got up and kissed her softly.

The author has something to say:

Don't ask me who Aristov is OvO~

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