What to do if your crush is the Earl

In the studio on the third floor, the dust is flying slowly in the sunlight on the brown wood floor, and the white screens are dancing with the wind.

"The old painter?" Martin held a cigar between his fingers, and the curling smoke slowly drifted around his body. His blue eyes looked charming and hazy. "I made an appointment for you. How about meeting next Thursday?"

"Odin! I knew you could do it!" Riel was pleasantly surprised.

How difficult it is for Banan to make an appointment. Before that, he submitted three posts, all of which were rejected.Odin's current reputation is indeed not the same as before.

"How should I thank you?" The young man looked at Martin with a smile in his shallow lake-blue eyes, and gradually raised his arms, wrapping his arms around Martin's shoulders in a coquettish gesture.

Martin smiled, gently raised his chin with his index finger, and rubbed his thumb on the young man's smooth skin: "What do you think?"

The four eyes met, emerald green and light lake blue, both of which are the most clean gemstone colors in the world, dark waves surged inside, and then the two foreheads were close...

"Kangdang——"

There was a sudden loud noise from the outer room, Martin suddenly came back to his senses, frowned and asked, "Who?!"

"It's me." After a while of silence, a deep man's voice came, without any ups and downs.

"Xiao Sheng? What happened?" Martin asked.

"It's okay." Xiao Sheng's face was pale, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he leaned against the wall next to the door tightly, and said, "The tea was spilled, I'll go change another pot."

For a long time, there were no more inquiries from inside. Xiao Sheng looked at his hanging arm through the monocle on the bridge of his nose. The palm of his left hand was hot red and still slightly convulsed.

The burning sensation was like lightning passing over the body, gradually turning numb and numb, becoming a long-lasting tingling pain.

If you don't listen, don't look, or don't want to, you won't feel anything.Thinking like this, he closed his eyes, the eyeballs trembled slightly, and opened them again, there was no fluctuation in the deep black pupils.

That's the price of staying with this man, he told himself.

His gaze gradually fell on the messy cups and trays on the ground. Xiao Sheng squatted down, picked up the broken ceramic teacups with his right hand, and placed them on the tray, one by one. He walked out calmly.

In the room, Riel tugged on Martin's collar, licking his auricles with his dexterous tongue.

"Okay," Martin was tickled by him, and smiled and pushed him away gently.The little lover buried herself in his arms restlessly, emphasizing: "Don't be distracted."

Martin's chest vibrated, and his index finger went up along the back, evoking a curly dark brown hair of his lover, teasing and playing:

"How about going to the show with me on Sunday?"

"Okay," the young man slowly raised his head, and pressed a kiss on Martin's chin close to his neck, "as long as you're here."

Martin's arms holding the young man slowly tightened.

The author has something to say:

The angle of view is always biased and stumbling, but the big story is finally coming soon!

I wish you all a safe and happy new year, and everything will be successful~!

New Year's comments or favorites plus updates, otherwise I will go to the festival o(≧v≦)o