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Lucien looked at himself in the new cloak in Issy's eyes.

He really seldom wears such strong colors, part of which is the aesthetic legacy of black, white and gray plus [lessismore] from his previous life, and part of it is to implement the habit of camouflage set by people.

Fluffy things, low-saturation monochrome, and appropriately long sleeves, an innocent and harmless atmosphere is so easily created.

However, once he changed into such a deep and strong red—he had to admit that this color actually suits him very well, but it is too suitable, he is too suitable for all kinds of colors that make people associate with blood, and the clothes are in harmony with his personality. Conflict arises, and when he smiles with the corners of his mouth pulled up and his brows curled up, using this color as the base color, the mocking twists in his eyes can't be hidden.

Too aggressive.

However, wearing it on some special occasions may not have a surprising effect.

Just like at the banquet, he used the blood of the former Mr. Consul to dye his clothes, and the effect was so good that even he was surprised.

Lucien raised his head and asked Issie to adjust the straps on the cloak for him.This cloak was not tied at the neckline like ordinary cloaks. His clothes were tightly wrapped to keep him warm. The ties were tied from the neckline to the calves, carefully preventing the cold wind from getting in.

Issie bent over and carefully knotted the tie. He was much taller than Lucien, and it was very difficult to bend when he tied it below his chest. It was more convenient to have to bend over and half kneel.

With this posture, Lucien lowered his eyes, staring at the top of Issy's hair. The young man's silver hair had a wonderful luster like moonlight frost. There were no decorations on his ears, and he could clearly see the row of ears pierced along the pinna. Hole.

nine.

Lucien counted them one by one, five on the left ear, and four on the right ear. Issie told him that silver needles were used to pierce the ears. The sound of cartilage breaking can be heard.

Then the blood will come out.

These ear piercings by Izzy herself.The rule of the Hall tribe is that the father will do this for his son. Usually when the son leaves the village for the first time on a mission, this is a symbol of adulthood. If he unfortunately dies outside in the future, it will be easy to identify the identity of the body .

Anyone who is a mercenary knows that he will inevitably face the possibility of various deaths. Although Hall's mercenaries are strong and united, the death rate during missions is not low.

Lucien rubbed his fingertips against Issy's ear, and the image of ear piercing, which conjures pain, made his heart feel hot, and he asked, "Do you want to stay by my side?"

Lucien is very rich and has a high status. No matter what his status is, serving a duke is definitely better than living outside on the edge of a knife. As for the cultivation resources, what Lucien holds in his hands are also the top high-quality resources of the empire.

Izzy froze for a moment.

He felt cold fingertips rubbing against his ears, and the young man's voice was unhurried, Izzy didn't know if it was because the color of the clothes was wrong, the voice was soft and not like a cat's coquettish and obedient meowing, It was the seductive singing of the sea monster, pulling him to fall into the deep sea.

stay.

Wealth, status, power.

I can give you everything that people in this world desire.

Izzy couldn't help but wanted to look up to see Lucien's expression now, but his head was held down again - the hand on his head was weak, and if he wanted to use a little force, he could struggle away...

Izzy lowered her head obediently, looking at the fluffy slippers on Lucien's feet.

He thought that Lucien's current expression must not be a cute fluffy cat.

The question he had thought about seemed to have an answer, and he seemed to see the cloudy and dying eyes of Mr. Consul again in the dark night.

Issie knew how to answer, he said softly: "Sorry, I may have to disappoint your kindness."

When he answered this way, he felt that his hair was being grabbed, which made his scalp a little painful.Yixi couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth and said with a smile: "You see a bird is beautiful, but when it flies, if it enters your cage, all you see is the luxury of the cage."

Was he the bird, Izzy didn't know.

But even without looking at it, he knew that Lucien's eyes should be cold and piercing, perhaps with a bit of murderous intent, but that kind of blood color would not be splashed into the overly clean blue, it would just be like ink into the sea. , was instantly swallowed by the deeper darkness.

He's too close to put on a filter and pretend he doesn't know.

Izzy's instinct told him to stay away from Lucien, he just wanted to earn some short-term wages as a babysitter to accompany his children, and he didn't want to be locked by the little lunatic for the rest of his life as a beautiful decoration to decorate the cage.

Um?Did he use some disrespectful description of the duke just now?

Yixi lowered her head and blinked, making a respectful gesture.

Lucien frowned and let go of Issy's hair, and suddenly lost his temper and pulled the collar to take off the cloak. The thick fur cloak was wrapped in the hot stove, covering his body with sweat after a while.

Without the slightest bit of impatience, Izzy untied the knots she had just tied one by one, from bottom to top until she pulled the tie on the top neckline.Only this knot was tied by Lucien himself, and the lace was twisted from side to side and twisted into a twisted and inextricable knot.

Izzy had to get closer to untie the knot. He half-kneeled and raised his head, raised his hand and pulled the knot's small tail, pulling it out from one side and winding it out from the other side.Looking down from this angle, Lucien saw that Yixi's snow-white eyelashes were surrounded by a layer of translucent light, trembling in vain, and trembling again, making people hold their breath involuntarily, as if they couldn't bear to be disturbed.

Issie's breath blew on the side of Lucien's neck indistinctly. Out of professional habits, he didn't have any extra smell on him, but Lucien could always smell a faint sweet smell from him in a trance, so much so that Lu Xien Sometimes Sean couldn't help but want to cut the dark skin in front of his eyes to see if the intoxicatingly sweet honey was flowing in his veins.

"It's too much... It's obviously my thing." Lucien complained, and the end of the sentence provoked a childish sense of shame. He squeezed Izzy's chin and looked at the pair of bright golden eyes. Those eyes were like wild animals in the mountains. Cold and clean, as if love, hate, and concern have nothing to do with me, but others are acting affectionately.

Gee.

Sure enough, I still want it.

Izzy's chin was pinched by Lucien, and he raised his head in an uncomfortable posture. This posture allowed him to clearly see Lucien's expression, the kind of smile that had been suppressed and the harmless appearance torn apart. Glimpse at the hideous and twisted corner of the inside.

Like poison wrapped in honey, and bones buried under flowers, things that never make people feel happy.

Issie doesn't like it - he's just an ordinary person, of course he prefers sweet candies and beautiful flowers, the kind of tenderness and beauty carefully packaged without having to delve into what's inside.

So he had an intuition that if the stalemate continued like this, things would go wrong, so he reacted decisively and simply before things got worse.

Alas, this should be another price.

When kissing the young man's pale and cold lips, Izzy was still sighing in her heart.

He finally untied the last knot, and the cloak fell from the boy's shoulders.

Seeing the astonishment in Lucien's eyes, Izzy timidly licked her lips with the tip of her tongue like a kitten.Izzy didn't intend to do anything in-depth, but he had to say that his throat was dry because of this soft and wet subconscious touch.

He couldn't help hesitating to think whether he had done too much to Lucien, and the next second he couldn't help wondering whether it was all Lucien's deliberate performance.

Izzy clearly saw how the surprise and bewilderment in those eyes turned into a narrow and vicious smile, and he clearly heard a chuckle overflowing from the young man's throat, and his soft lips chased him deftly when he tried to pull away.He was bitten hard on his lips and licked softly by the tip of his tongue. The young man grabbed his hair forcefully and forced him to keep his head up. It was difficult to break free easily.

——This is not like a kiss, but should be described as a predator enjoying his delicious meal.

It's still a delicious meal for yourself.

Yixi tasted blood in his mouth. The boy's technique was so poor that he couldn't say anything. His lips were sore and numb after biting him. It must have been bitten through.Issie looked into Lucien's eyes. Those blue eyes seemed to be stimulated by the smell of blood. There was a shocking dark color in them, but they were strangely filled with joyful and bright brilliance, like the sun floating on the sea. , the thin light and shadow flowed, covering the cold and filthy below.

is sweet.

Really sweet.

The blood licked by the tip of his tongue was as sweet as honey, and Lucien couldn't help but tighten the silver hair in his hands. His heart was jumping so happily that it made his heart ache. The heart squeezed the blood and heated it up to several degrees in his head. Nearly boiling, he could no longer hear other voices, noisy chatter of temptation, all the voices in his head were repeating the same appeal in his ears.

mine.

make him mine.

Take this beautiful doll, this beautiful bird, this hot and bright soul.

become mine forever.

——Lucien laughed out loud.

He gasped for breath, and pressed the weight of his whole body on Issie as if he was exhausted, his lips were moist and there was a rare blood color other than paleness and coldness on his lips.Lucien was wondering in a daze whether this was in line with his original plan, but he was blank and didn't want to think about extra calculations.

"Okay..." Lucien put his chin on Issie's shoulder and muttered softly, "Okay, okay, you can go wherever you want, and do whatever you want."

Lucien's voice was hoarse, and his tone was soft and weak, even mixed with a bit of aggrieved crying, as if he had been bullied by Izzy.

This matter is very unreasonable. Although it is true that Yixi moved his mouth first, as an actual wounded person, he still has a position to struggle to refute. However, before he opened his mouth, the second half of the lord's sentence followed. .

"But I want to support you!"

Lucien gritted his teeth when he said this, while taking Issie's hair and pulling the silver hair in his hand as if to vent his anger, the unlucky Issie had to carefully hold Lucien to prevent him from falling, the stinging scalp made him doubt himself Has the back of the head been pulled bald by the lord?

Forgive Izzy for worrying about her hair first, and then reacting a little too late to what Lucien said.

—The lord lord wants to support him.

Considering that he has ignorantly rejected the lord's solicitation, and daring to belittle the young man, if he doesn't want to provoke revenge beyond the anger level of a cat, he has no room to refuse.

Izzy was silent for a few seconds, he knew that it was unreasonable to think so, but he couldn't help wondering the possibility that everything that happened just a few seconds ago was in Lucien's calculations.

……

Izzy gave up thinking.

As he said before, there is no need to delve into what is going on inside, thinking too much will only make everyone unhappy.

The young man leaned on his shoulder, making sure that he would not refuse, Izzy heard herself sigh silently, lowered her eyes and bowed her head.

The sound of breathing is close to the ear, like a kiss on the side of the neck.

"It's an honor to be loved."