Reborn Queen Fan

Tang Yu's ears began to turn an attractive pink, but even so his face remained as calm and safe as ever.

The brain has never been dulled by this unexpected kiss, "Louis, no, Mr. Harris, I know you just like my body when you say you like it."

Tang Yu looked at Harris' slightly surprised gaze and raised his head. As if he was completely unaffected by that focused gaze, he stretched out his hand to grab the neck of the blond nobleman, "As a model, your love is very important to me. It's definitely affirmative, but other than that..."

Tang Yu pursed his lips, he didn't know how to continue explaining, the blond nobleman didn't seem to understand what he meant.

So he made up his mind, gently grabbed the blond nobleman's silky blond hair, and gently pressed a kiss on that handsome face like a god.

"Mr. Harris, these things are only done between lovers."

The blond nobleman frowned slightly, and just when Tang Yu thought the blond nobleman was thinking, his thin lips parted again, "Call me Louis."

If the current situation is a cartoon, Tang Yu's forehead must have been covered with deep black lines, and he once again found that the brain circuits of himself and the blond nobleman are not on the same level.

"Louis, it's not just a matter of title." Tang Yu felt that he was about to collapse. He pushed Harris' chest again, but found that he easily pushed him away.

"You reject me." Harris' soft voice could not hear any emotion, and there was no sign of anger on that iceberg face.

"Yes, sir, I refuse you." Tang Yu looked at Harris and said firmly.

Unexpectedly, Harris didn't say anything more, and the uncontrolled rolling in his eyes slowly faded away.

Silence slowly spread between the two.

Tang Yu finally couldn't stand this embarrassment and got up, and meticulously buttoned the top button of his silk shirt.

After leaving the bedroom of the blond nobleman, Tang Yu walked aimlessly.

The castle was so big that he couldn't even find his own bedroom.

"Hello."

Tang Yu finally couldn't stand being treated like a giant panda along the way.

He casually stopped a boy wearing a black waiter uniform, "Hi, I would like to ask, where is Mr. Albert."

Knowing that it would be completely unrealistic to directly ask someone about where she lived, Tang Yu had no choice but to make a compromise and plan to find Albert first.

But unexpectedly, he just opened his mouth, and the young man in front of him seemed to be greatly stimulated, and even his face began to turn red.

The first thing Tang Yu thought of was the ambiguity with the blond nobleman in the bedroom. When he touched his neck, it couldn't be that Harris had just left some invisible marks on his body.

But there seemed to be nothing, Tang Yu remembered that he was a strange face, so he could only explain awkwardly, "Well, I'm not a bad person, I just want to ask for directions."

The young waiter just shook his head vigorously, but he never said anything.

Probably because he felt that he couldn't get any answers, Tang Yu could only make way, "Sorry, keep busy."

Just before he took a few steps, Tang Yu heard an angry greeting behind him, "Hello."

But when he turned around, the shy little waiter had already run away with a bunch of things.

Turning his head inexplicably and continuing to wander around, Tang Yu didn't know that among the group of waiters including the little waiter just now, everyone actually felt extremely surprised and joyful about his arrival.

This castle can even be said to be the headquarters of the Harris family, not to mention friends and lovers, even those who are famous and valuable have never entered this castle.

What Tang Yu means to the master, although they don't know, but no matter what, it is an extremely precious person.

Tang Yu was still wandering around the castle idly, but didn't want to go back to her bedroom.

He strolled slowly, from the courtyard of the Renaissance era to the mountains covered with light snow all around, Tang Yu has been deeply attracted by the magnificent scenery in his eyes.

"Master Tang."

pat...

The sound of soft footsteps came slowly from behind, Tang Yu turned his head and saw a straight figure walking towards him slowly.

"Mr. Allen."

The person who came was wearing a light-colored shirt, the same light-colored tie, white gloves on his hands, and light brown straight trousers. Unlike Mr. Albert who was always wearing a black tuxedo, Mr. Allen seemed to be dressed more Take it easy.

"Young Master Tang, I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect you to distinguish me from my brother so easily."

Tang Yu smiled and didn't answer. Should it be a talent or something, he was quite good at recognizing people.

"Is there anything you want from me?"

"Master Tang, it's almost time for dinner. Brother is preparing dinner, so let me come to you."

Only then did Tang Yu realize that the golden sunset had begun to slowly cover the earth at some point.

But thinking about facing Harris soon, Tang Yu felt a little embarrassed.

The feet moved unconsciously. Tang Yu didn't know how rich the blond nobleman was until he entered the resplendent restaurant.

The entire restaurant, or a banquet hall comparable to the size of a hotel, is brightly lit, and the long dining table can even accommodate dozens of people.

The beautiful tableware arranged on it is also printed with the beautiful coat of arms of the Harris family, and those are even pure gold.

He couldn't help touching the chair under his buttocks like a country bumpkin. It was a gorgeous retro high-back chair with a dark velvet surface, soft and comfortable.

Persian carpets and oil paintings hung on the surrounding walls. Tang Yu always felt that those things should be genuine.

The blond nobleman is already sitting on the top seat, just an arm's length away from Tang Yu's side. He has changed into a soft sweater, and the soft fabric seems to have softened the frozen edges of the blond nobleman. Some.

Only Tang Yu and Harris ate, but the dinner was sumptuous, completely in accordance with the standard of a normal banquet.

But unexpectedly, it is really a real deal, and it tastes authentic Chinese/national food.

A strange light flashed in Tang Yu's eyes, but soon Tang Yu became a little dumbfounded, he was really not used to eating Chinese food with these knives and forks.

Albert soon discovered Tang Yu's difficulties, and the very careful butler suddenly felt a little embarrassed, "Master Tang, I'm sorry, there are no special tableware suitable for these foods in the castle."

"It doesn't matter." Tang Yu smiled and shook her head. Such a table of dishes must have cost Mr. Albert a lot of thought. How could he complain about the useless chopsticks in his hand.

This is probably the most comfortable home-cooked dish I have eaten since my rebirth.

That's right, home-cooked dishes, although they are placed on delicate and unusual plates, are full of a strange taste.

(The third watch may be very late, girls can watch it tomorrow~)