[Titanic] I can't help myself

"You deserve it." I laughed out loud, with tears in the corners of my eyes, and reached out to hug his head.

"I remember I told you that my mother knew that I was also interested in men." He fell back on the bed with me in his arms and put me on top of him, "My mother has always been prepared for this, ever since After her uncle had an accident, she didn't have too many demands on me, she only wanted me to be happy."

No wonder I feel that Mrs. Hockley's expression on my face and attitude towards me in the past two days is not right. Compared with the first few days, she seems more affectionate, and she always likes to chat with me.I always thought it was because of my mother, but I didn't expect it was because of Karl.

"What about the heir?" I fiddled with the button of his pajamas, "I can find an heir through the family tree. After all, Acton's property is passed down from generation to generation, not mine alone. But what should you do? "

Carl sighed: "My initial idea was to marry a woman, and after giving birth to a legal offspring, she would immediately 'die' due to dystocia, and then I would arrange a new identity for her and give her a big A sum of money, and send her away far away. She will no longer be able to contact us and our children, and it will not affect our relationship. "

Listening to his consideration in such detail, my mood suddenly improved.Although this will harm a woman's interests, it's not something I want to consider at all right now.I just need to know that Carl can solve the family's problems and not leave me for other reasons.

I moved up, cupped his face, and put his lips in my mouth.He immediately responded enthusiastically to me, pressed my tailbone, and made our lower bodies stick together tightly, rubbing against each other gently.

After a kiss, we parted breathlessly, Carl rolled over me in his arms, pressed me under his body, let my head rest on his big arm, and pinched my earlobe with the other hand. Play. make. make.

I stroked his protruding Adam's apple with my fingers, and the smile on my face couldn't hold back: "I should feel guilty for that woman who will be innocently involved in our relationship in the future, she will lose her marriage, and Her child. But why am I so happy?"

"Because you love me. You know they are irrelevant, and I am the one you should care about the most." Carl kissed my nose and said with a smile, "Actually, this is nothing more than a win-win situation It’s just a deal, not all women in this world will give up everything for their children, they need money more. I will make it clear to that woman first, and I will never give her any hope. Most importantly, in my If her parents are also supportive, she will not have any opportunities."

"Thank you." I said softly.

Carl's hand let go of my earlobe, stretched in from the hem of my pajamas, and slid it on my waist: "I don't have any big problems here, you know that a mismatched marriage is very important for an American It doesn't matter much to people. The point is that you, dear, you need a lady with a high enough status or a surprising amount of dowry. A marriage that is not recognized by everyone will make you say goodbye to the upper class forever. And your mother also You will not be allowed to treat your marriage casually. Your future wife will not let it go. "

"I won't get married." I shook my head and said seriously, "I can find the next heir now and train him carefully."

"Your mother won't agree easily." Carl's hand got into my trousers again, and squeezed vigorously a few times, "This matter is not urgent, let's take our time, don't forget that you are not yet an adult Woolen cloth."

"Carl." I pressed his hand, "You don't believe me?"

"Of course not. But complex things do take longer to find a solution. Let's not discuss this issue for now. Be good, let me kiss for a while." He leaned down and held my chest through the clothes, and stretched out his hand The front scratched up.

"But...well...you listen to me first..." I hugged his head and dug his face out of my chest, "Carl, I won't let anyone stand between you and me, I will not leave myself any reasons and excuses that may betray you. I am also a man, what you give me, I will give you too."

He looked at me deeply, the color of his eyes getting darker and darker, as if trying to absorb all the light.When I was looked at by him like this, I suddenly felt a fever on my face.

Suddenly, in the next second, he grabbed the back of my head and kissed me fiercely.

(There are 3500 words of harmony here, which Mo Qi kept for herself.)

By the end of the night the two of us looked like we had just been fished out of the water, the sheets were soaked and our tiye was everywhere.There was no spare sheet in the room, so Carl had to hold me and wrap us in a quilt to make do for the night, and then woke me up the next day before George came to dress me, and changed me into the right clothes himself.

He is jealous of his valet, and I have nothing to say about it.

The Titanic accident investigation continues.The first thing to be suspected was the build quality of the cruise ship.Since the company that provided steel for the Titanic was the Hockley Steel Company, the Karl family's business was inevitably investigated by the accident committee.But of course they found nothing in the end. The steel produced by the Hockley Steel Company fully complies with the current industrial standards, and there is no quality problem.

Although there is no problem with steel products according to national requirements, I think that according to the current level of technology and science, these steel products may be objectively strong enough, but overall they may not be safe enough.Adding alloys to steel can indeed increase the strength of steel to a certain extent, but too much impurities will also cause steel to become more and more brittle, which will lead to sudden damage when it receives a strong external force.At the same time, it will also make the steel more susceptible to the influence of temperature and become more brittle. Thinking about the seawater temperature at that time, this kind of steel is soaked in water, just like glass. Leave room for any remedy.

I told Carl what I thought, and Carl pondered for a while and said, "Then, is it possible to obtain steel in both ductility and strength according to the steelmaking method you gave me, using enough pure oxygen to make steel in a converter? Are there enough new types of steel?"

"The ideal state is like this." I nodded, "But it will be better than now anyway."

"Great!" He stood up abruptly, walking back and forth in the study, "We can just use the Titanic to advertise our large oxygen concentrators and converter steelmaking! Now all the people in the world, they The ships they rode, the houses they built, the machinery they used, the steel they used was all that unreliable steel, caused by the limitations of our science. But now, the Hockley Enterprises will bring the world-changing Breakthrough! Moreover, the method of adding alloys to steel to increase its strength was first developed by Carnegie Steel Company. If we seize this opportunity, we will definitely be able to turn around and become the largest steel company in the United States!"

He stopped suddenly, pinched his chin and thought for a moment, and then continued: "We can find someone to write an article and publish it in the newspaper now, and when it causes a sensation and discussion, let the experts who work for Hockley Enterprise do it." A more scientific answer. Henry, maybe you would like to write a paper on this, I will let it be published, and then lead those experts to discuss it, which can be done for a little money, and at the same time Repeated reports in the newspapers, so that when our steel is produced, the whole world will know how strong it is."

I couldn't keep up with his train of thought, so I blinked and nodded slowly.Unexpectedly, what I said would make Carl think of promoting his new product. He is indeed an excellent businessman.

Carl was still walking around in the room, but suddenly stopped again, turned around and looked at me with a worried expression.

"What's wrong?" I looked at him strangely, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Henry." He sat next to me and held my hand, "Do you...do you think I'm too cold? So many people died in the Titanic, but I only think about the huge shipwreck. Influence to make money."

"Why do you think so?" I laughed, and turned my hand to hold his hand, "I think you are really amazing, you can think of this method in advertising, and how much influence it can bring. I can't do it , I don't understand these things at all."

Carl took my hand and kissed the back of my hand: "That's good."

"I'm not a moralist, and I don't have a broad enough heart to hold too many people. All I can think about is the happiness of the person I love." I smiled and said, "Why do you think I will blame you? You Not to blame for the shipwreck, we nearly froze to death in the Atlantic."

He put the back of my hand on his face, and said something softly in Spanish. My Spanish is not very good, I only understand "love" and "considering gains and losses", but this is enough.

I smiled and leaned over to kiss him on the face, and then said: "But you really have to take this into consideration. At such a sensitive moment, people will not let go of any mistakes to vent their grievances."

"You're right." Carl frowned slightly, and said, "Maybe we have to use a sum of money to do some charity, and donate it to those poor people whose families were broken in the shipwreck."

"Don't forget to be high-profile. Take special care of orphans and the elderly. Don't forget that you are also one of the victims."

"Of course not. This status can make me invincible. As a hero who gave up the opportunity of boarding in the first class, I can get countless sympathies and praises." Carl smiled and put his arms around my shoulders, letting me lean on On his body, he stretched out his hand and squeezed my waist, and whispered into my ear: "Is your waist still sore?"

I blushed, and couldn't help but think of the nonsense that lasted almost all night.Carl accidentally left a mark on my neck. Fortunately, it was behind the ear, so I couldn't find it unless I looked carefully.The tooth marks on my chest brought me even greater inconvenience. Although the wound can be covered by clothes, the clothes are constantly rubbing against it while covering the wound, which is painful and itchy. Place, this constant little annoyance is very upsetting.

"Let me see your wound." Carl immediately reached out and unbuttoned my collar as if he could see through my thoughts.

"It's nothing, don't look at it." I stopped his hand, but I didn't expect him to rely on his strength to be stronger than me. He held me in his arms and forcibly untied my clothes, exposing my chest.

"Does it still hurt?" He slumped down and pressed me on the sofa, "I'll blow it for you." After finishing speaking, he really leaned forward and blew on my tusk.

"You, you, you seductive maniac!" I struggled hard, "Stop making trouble, what should I do if someone comes in!"

Karl ignored me, took two puffs, and opened his mouth to hold it, and Shun started sucking.

The body that had just been thoroughly developed last night still remembered the joy brought by being touched. Under his skilled offensive, a wonderful feeling invaded the whole body, and the back began to squirm unbearably again.I snorted, and quickly gritted my teeth to stop making a sound.

Carl let out a low laugh, he let go of my hand, started pinching my waist and hip, slipped one hand to the front, and started to unbuckle my belt buckle...

"Carl, this afternoon we... Oh! God!"

I pushed Carl away abruptly, jumped up and turned my back to the door and straightened my collar in a panic. Cold sweat protruded from every pore in my body, and my fingers were so stiff that I couldn't button it.

Carl was directly pushed to the ground by me, he stood up with the sofa, and said helplessly, "Mom, can't you knock on the door?"

"Knocking doesn't seem to solve anything, my dear, because I'll push the door open and come in immediately after knocking." Mrs. Hockley's voice sounded like she was holding back a smile. "It's entirely your own responsibility, Karl, or don't Here, or remember to lock the door."

"I see, Mom. Now, can I..."

"Of course." Mrs. Hockley laughed, "I just want to ask if you have time in the afternoon. I want you to accompany me to the art exhibition, but it seems that you don't have time. Keep busy, children, and I won't bother you .”

Immediately afterwards, she said something quickly in Spanish, and without waiting for Carl to answer, she immediately closed the door and left.

Karl cursed something in a low voice, stepped forward and locked the door heavily.

I kept my back to the door, my whole body was weak, the wind outside the window blew on my body which was covered in cold sweat just now, and I couldn't help shivering.

"Scared?" Carl smiled and hugged me from behind. "Don't be afraid, my mother likes you very much. She is very happy that I can pursue such an outstanding boy like you."

I closed my eyes, rested my limp body against him for a while, and felt that my strength returned, so I stepped heavily on his toes, crushed them hard a few times, and then pushed Let him go, turn around and walk to the door.

"Are you angry?" Karl quickly grabbed me regardless of the pain in his foot, "I was wrong, I apologize to you, forgive me, don't be angry."

I sneered and shook off his hand: "Mr. Hockley, I'm going to bed early today, I hope you don't bother me."

As soon as my hand was on the doorknob, Carl suddenly pulled me back, turned around and pressed me against the corner, and kissed me fiercely, only kissing me so breathlessly, staring at the stars in front of my eyes.

"A gift of apology, are you satisfied?" He panted, squeezing my lower body with his thighs, and wandering around dishonestly, "But one is not sincere enough, my dear Earl Richardmond , I think there should be another one."

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