[Titanic] Where Your Heart Goes

The blond boy rubbed his hands and said nonchalantly, "It's so warm, thank you for your coat."

Carl looked at the boy and smiled as he wrapped himself tightly in his coat. Since he had already planned to use this child to harm his fiancée who was eager to get rid of him, he would let his other emotions go and take care of this child with all his heart. .It wasn't false kindness or crocodile tears or anything, Carl just wanted to be happy despite what the blond boy was going through.

"Hey, rich man, aren't you cold?" The boy looked up at Carl, who was standing opposite, and Carl was stunned. He never thought that he could receive the boy's attention, which made the smile on Carl's face suddenly change. It's milder.

"Maybe it's a little cold, and there's no one on the deck right now. Do you want to learn the evil dance of the upper class? You will definitely use it in tomorrow's ball." Carl said as he bent down and performed a gentleman's etiquette, as if he treated a lady Hold out your palm to the boy opposite.

"Hey, you are too... Oh, well, come on, I can't sleep now anyway, let's study." The boy scratched his blond hair a little rudely, then grabbed Carl's hand from the long hair Jumping out of the chair, Carl staggered unsteadily being pulled by the boy, but the boy let out a hearty laugh.

Carl shook his head helplessly. He stretched out his arms to hold the boy in his arms, and pressed one arm tightly on the boy's waist—flexible and straight, with a perfect touch.Carl cleared his throat and said, "You and I have to maintain the subtle changes in our positions, but there are tricks to this. For example, turn right in the next movement, so I can move right in the previous movement." It has already led you to lean to the right. If you turn to the left, you need to make your body deflect, but the magnitude has something to do with the next movement."

Carl said and led the blond boy to take a step. He found that the boy's body was very stiff, which did not match the softness of the muscles he had shown before.

"Dawson, don't step out when the body is falling!" Carl warned at the same time that it was too late, he tripped over the blond boy, and fell towards the drop that held the boy under him.

Carl tightened his arms and pressed the boy's cheek into the hollow of his neck. He turned over forcefully, and with a "bang", they fell to the ground—Carl was on the bottom, and the boy lay in his arms.

"...Hey, rich man, you are such a gentleman, I am not a woman, you can still remember to protect me." The boy sneered in Carl's arms for a while, and when he was able to speak calmly, he was not polite Made fun of Carl.

Karl shrugged his shoulders helplessly. He deliberately pulled the blond boy who was trying to get up and fell back into his arms. After several attempts, but couldn't get up, the boy simply pressed Karl's body and stopped moving. Karl Looking up at the starry sky above his head, a smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

"Aren't you getting up?"

"You don't want to drag me down?"

"Get up, I feel a little cold." Carl reached out and rubbed the back of the boy's head, and then supported the boy's waist to help him prop up from the ground. The blond boy then took the palm of Carl's hand to help him up.

After Karl stood up, he found that his snow-white suit was completely ruined. The ground looked clean, but after rubbing on it for a long time, there were countless black marks on Karl's entire back and legs. The blond boy said unceremoniously Laughing happily at him: "Hahaha, I always thought it was a troublesome thing for you rich people to like to wear white suits, and now I see that it is indeed the case, hahaha, oh, it reminds me of Dalmatians!"

Carl gave up the action of flapping his clothes, and he hugged the boy into his arms again as if nothing had happened: "So the main point of the action is to lift, rotate and swing, and remember to lead your partner."

"Aren't you cold?"

"Your body is warm."

"...But why did you take me to dance? I should learn the dance steps you are dancing now?" The blond boy looked at Carl's movements and questioned again. Carl sighed regretfully in his heart. He is cheap... Not quite enough, but now that the boy has found out, there's no reason for Karl to keep mopping up.

Carl showed an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry, I completely forgot about this, well, it's up to you to hug me."

Anyone can hold it, no matter which action is taken, Karl will take advantage of it.The blond boy tried to hug Carl's waist, and then he gave up, he fell back on the bench and lay down: "Are you kidding me, you are taller and stronger than me, how can you lead me? Got it."

"Well, when you come to see me tomorrow, I will bring a lady who understands these things to help." Carl nodded indifferently, it was not difficult at all, he could even consider lending out his dear fiancee directly Miss, Rose must be interested in Dawson, who is warm and cheerful, handsome and charming, and a little bit shy.

In a way, Karl doesn't like his fiancée because they are all hunters among the crowd—there's only so much food, and if Miss Rose snatched it away, what else would he eat?

"By the way, why don't you go back to the cabin to sleep?" Karl asked strangely. When the Titanic was about to sink, the boy must not have known why he shrank here in the freezing cold.

The blond boy curled his lips, and scratched his blond hair embarrassingly, and said, "I'm easily woken up when I'm sleeping, and the people in the room are snoring too loudly."

"Why, don't you snore?" Karl asked a little jokingly.

"Of course not! You don't think people who live in the third class snore when they sleep, do you?"

"Oh, no, of course not, but I remember the regulations on the Titanic when it was written that third-class customers were not allowed to enter the rich area, and there was this one-they all snored, which was very rude. "Carl laughed after speaking.

"Would you like to sleep with me?" Carl raised his chin at the boy. The blond boy hesitated for a second, and then he quickly jumped up from the bench.

"Come on, oh god, I'm done with hard benches!"

Back in the male master bedroom, Karl pointed to the bed and said, "There is only one to wear. You have to sleep more honestly. Of course, wash yourself before going to bed. I'll go to bed first."

After Carl finished speaking, he turned around and took off his dirty clothes. The blond boy looked at Carl's burly figure and turned and opened the bathroom door. Has muscles."