sleeping Beauty

Brenda didn't wear a hat, but still wore the brown jacket with a cotton sweater inside. Although it was sunny and warm today, she didn't seem to feel cold in the still cold air of early spring.Gloria looked at her and said, "Why don't you call me Miss Gloria?" Brenda raised an eyebrow, held out a hand to her, and said, "Come on." Deerskin gloves, showing slender fingers, Gloria subconsciously looked at her skirt, "I'm not wearing breeches." Brenda jokingly said, "I'm not wearing a skirt yet!" Gloria grabbed Seeing her hand on the horse, feeling Brenda's warm palm with a thin layer of calluses, the pony seemed to be unable to bear the weight of the two of them adding a bag of flour, backed up a bit, Gloria did not Sit firmly, Brenda hurriedly supported her waist so that she didn't fall off, Gloria sat in front, Brenda held the rein with one hand, and wrapped her waist with the other, just circling her In her arms, Gloria could feel herself held between her strong legs, and as the horse moved, she could even feel Brenda's ample breasts rubbing against her back, she wasn't wearing a corset!Gloria didn't know where to put her hands, and suddenly thought of why she felt embarrassed and embarrassed. She was obviously a servant and she didn't wear a corset.Gloria became inexplicably confident, tilted her head slightly and said, "Did you put the flowers on my window sill?" Brenda didn't say a word, looking at Gloria's profile, pale and almost transparent skin, High nose bridge, pointed nose, oval face, deep-set eye sockets, long curly eyelashes, a typical aristocratic temperament, just a little red freckles on the cheeks under the eyelids, suddenly she smiled lightly and said : "I knew it was you." The naughty look is like a lively little country girl.Ever since that unpleasant conversation with Brenda in the rose garden that day, Gloria has found a bouquet of flowers with dewdrops in front of the balcony window every morning, or winter jasmine, or magnolia, or some kind of flower. An unknown flower with a tangy fragrance and vigorous vitality.Brenda looked at the back of Gloria's neck. The curve of her neck was beautiful. Even looking at her back, she could feel her pride, as if to say, "I accept your apology. I forgive you for offending me that day. " Brenda wanted to laugh a little bit, feeling that Gloria's body in her arms was a little stiff, and suddenly wanted to tease her, pinching the horse's belly, the horse ran faster, bouncing, Glory Ya has never ridden a horse since she was a child. She was a little scared at first, but now she became more nervous. She unconsciously grabbed Brenda's arm and leaned back. In his arms, Brenda smiled behind and slowly slowed down.

For the next few days, Gloria couldn't get out of bed, her body seemed to be falling apart, her legs were sore, she couldn't walk, she sweated that day, and when she came back, she caught a cold and caught a cold again, Gloria was very angry , wanting to get well soon so that she can settle accounts with Brenda.But she was inexplicably afraid of Brenda. Sitting in her arms that day, she had an inexplicable smell, whether it was the smell of the forest, or the deep forest without sunlight, even at noon when the sun was shining brightly. , she will always feel that she is in a dark and damp primeval forest covered with old fallen leaves, which is dangerous and mysterious but also fresh and natural.

Gloria is standing outside the tool room. This is a log cabin after the construction. It was built on the wet soil, surrounded by thick and neat oak stumps with bark on them. The bark is also damp. Moss and mushrooms still grow on the part in contact with the soil, and outside the door is a gravel road covered with damp litter.Gloria was careful not to let her suede pompadours get stuck to the horse manure on the gravel road, and the culprit was tied to a nearby stake and leisurely gnawed on a carrot.After finally walking to the door, the cabin was very dark, with a smell of rust and rotten wood, all kinds of tools were hung on the walls, and all kinds of leather, arrowheads, and iron tools were messy on the workbench. Brenda was sitting in front of the workbench and was sharpening an ax seriously, with a fat gray rabbit squatting at her feet.Gloria let out a cry of surprise and rushed over. The rabbit was frightened and hid in the wooden box under the workbench. Gloria asked Brenda, "Your rabbit?" Brenda didn't look up, She continued to sharpen her axe, "I picked it up in the forest, and it was bitten by a bear." "So you want to put it back?" "I went to cut wood today, and I let it go." Gloria completely forgot Knowing the purpose of coming here, he said loudly: "I want to go with you."