[Titanic] Where Your Heart Goes

Carl watched the boy stand in his bedroom taking off his coat, coat, vest, vest, and pants one by one, and he admitted that he inevitably had evil thoughts.Finally, when the boy was standing there with only his underwear on, Carl turned his back and took out a new set of clothes from the closet and handed it to him: "A change of clothes."

The boy looked at the suit and laughed: "Carl, it's all white, it's too dirty."

"Rich nobles are not afraid of washing clothes, go take a shower, don't catch cold." Carl put the clothes on the shelf at the door of the bathroom, the boy shook his hair and took off the last mask without any shyness. naked clothes into the bathroom.

Carl leaned against the closet, his mind full of the naked back of the boy, the somewhat thin shoulders, the straight back, the straight legs, and most importantly, his hips.Karl rubbed his nose and sighed. He was about to pack up this kind of heart-warming masterpiece and give it to his fiancée, but he spent a lot of money.

The boy's blond hair was still dripping, and he came out of the bathroom. Carl walked up to him with a smile and wrapped the boy's head with a large fluffy towel, and gently wiped his hair.The temperature in the room was very high, and the boy didn't seem to notice that Carl's eyes were not on his head, but on his naked body.

"Washing so fast, are you sure you've washed yourself clean?" Carl lowered his head and said close to the boy's ear with his hands.

The boy smiled and stretched out his arms: "Any more checks?"

Carl's fingers gently slid along the back of the boy's ear, slowly rubbing against the spine, until the sensitive part of the waist. Carl's hand stopped, and he rubbed the boy's arm with both hands from behind, and finally held the boy's palm .Carl hugged the boy from behind, and his bow tie rubbed against the back of the boy's neck. The blond boy finally realized that the situation was a bit ambiguous, and he couldn't help shrinking his shoulders.

A satisfied smile appeared on the corner of Carl's mouth, and he let go of the boy's arm as if he didn't notice the embarrassment at all: "Okay, it's really clean, let's change into the pajamas."

The boy smiled a little awkwardly, and then he pulled his blond hair as if he wanted to say something. Karl looked at him with puzzled eyes, and at the same time he didn't forget to push his pajamas towards the boy.The expression on the boy's face finally became natural, and he quickly put the pajamas on himself.

Carl stood up unhurriedly and walked to the closet. He took out a clean suit and held it in front of his chest. He turned around and looked at the boy with a smile: "You don't like white? How about gray stripes?"

The boy looked at Carl's wardrobe bored, and nodded dispensably: "The workmanship is very good, but don't you feel hot? You are wearing a woolen suit in the bedroom."

"My body is not very good, and I am always afraid of the cold." Carl said and stretched out his hand. He put his palm on the boy's wrist, and his drooping cheeks could just see the expression on the boy's face. "Fingers are cold. right?"

Carl took the initiative to let go of the boy's wrist, and the smile on his face was very natural and gentle: "So I always like to wear a lot, and I don't like to take off my thick clothes when I go to bed at night, it's a bit weird, sorry, it may scare you gone."

The boy shook his head, turned around on the bed and lay down on the inside of the bed, with a somewhat apologetic smile on his face: "It was very hard, I feel very sorry."

"It's okay, go to bed, and get up early tomorrow." Carl turned his back and changed into a thick suit, then thought for a while and hung another new suit on the boy's side, "I will wear this suit tomorrow morning Well, you're going to the banquet tonight, aren't you?"

Carl is not for this purpose at all, he is just still worried about the sinking of the ship. Carl doesn’t know when the shipwreck happened or why it happened.If it must be connected with reality, then Karl can also say that because of the sinking of the Titanic, all ships began to be equipped with lifeboats sufficient for all personnel.

But knowing that these things won't help, Karl still has to worry about his own life now, and he has found some helplessness that he also starts to worry about the life of the boy around him.Therefore, Karl chose such an unwise reason, took out thick clothes and placed them within reach of the boy. If there was a shipwreck at night, Karl was sure that he would put the boy on the clothes and put them on. He took the lifeboat—even if it cost a lot of money.

Carl changed his clothes and lay down next to the boy. The blond boy breathed steadily in just a few minutes. He didn't worry about his safety at all. Well, Carl admitted helplessly that although he was not a good person, But there are still people with a certain bottom line, at least Karl is willing to be patient with his favorite child.

Karl fell into a deep sleep unknowingly. This sleep was the only time Karl slept peacefully after confirming that he was on the famous Titanic.When Carl woke up in the morning, the sun was already high in the sky, and he was lying in bed unwilling to move.Karl turned his head to look in the direction of the boy, and sighed helplessly. The boy had already left his room, and he didn't even take the clothes Karl prepared.

A very well-behaved child does not seek vanity.Carl is quick to comment on the boy's behavior, but where has he gone?Karl rubbed his temples that were swollen and sore from a rare sleep, and slowly sat up from the boat.

"Leverage?"

"Yes, master, please order."

"Where is the boy who slept in my room last night? You should have seen before, um, the one who saved Miss Rose."

"Sorry, master, he came out of your bedroom on tiptoe this morning. I thought he was going to steal."

"so?"

"So I asked the maids, and they said that you brought him back, young master."

"then?"

"He doesn't look very happy."

"Of course he was offended, wasn't he?"

"Finally, Mr. Dawson said that he would go back to the third-class cabin for breakfast." Lai Fujie stopped after saying this, and Carl looked at the old butler who grew up with the owner of the body and waved his hand to signal that the matter was over.

"Please treat him politely in the future, I like Dawson very much."

"Yes, master." Lai Fujie bowed to show his obedience. Carl nodded in satisfaction and walked towards the dining room, where the sun was shining brightly, and there was a beautiful woman who was eating.

Rose is very grateful to her young and handsome savior. Sitting in the dining room, Carl was a little surprised to find that his dear fiancée, Miss Rose, was actually wearing a treasured silk dress.Silk at the beginning of the twentieth century was far more valuable than lace that looked complicated, and after Carl was sure that he had woken up, Miss Rose had never thought of dressing up so grandly for her fiancé.

So, half of his goal has been achieved?

Carl shook his head and smiled, with a sarcastic smile on his lips. He was probably the only man who was so eager to cuckold himself, right?