Comprehensive Victoria's Secret

After Elizabeth returned home, she was severely scolded. Estelle's nagging was obviously strengthened after Raul's death, and Elizabeth was so trained that she dared not say a word.

So for the next period of time Elizabeth was severely locked up at home by Estelle, and she was not even allowed to attend the baptism of Lord Randolph's son until Christmas Day.

Christmas day was like a war. Elizabeth had to change clothes at breakfast and go downstairs to have breakfast as required, then change clothes in the morning and go for a walk in Hyde Park, and she had to start dressing up at tea time.

"Ah... Take it easy! Annie! Please!" Needless to say, in order to allow Elizabeth to marry more smoothly this year, Estelle asked to wear the corset to the maximum. Elizabeth felt that her bones Almost strangled: "It hurts..."

"Come and see, Elizabeth, you can conquer the whole ball."

"I think you've conquered my stomach." Elizabeth hiccupped from being strangled, and she felt that she might not even be able to drink a sip of water now.

She was then pulled into tiers of petticoats, followed by outer hoops, bustles, and long skirts.

Then Elizabeth's hair was tied up, and she couldn't breathe smoothly now, and could only let her maids do whatever they wanted like a puppet.

Next she was donned gloves and a hat, and was adorned with heavy jewelry—Elisabeth felt like a living jewelry display.

"Annie, put this jeweled brooch on me."

"It's so beautiful." Annie looked at it: "Okay, I see... wear it here..."

Estelle came over to take a look, and sighed: "Liz, you are more beautiful than I imagined."

Elizabeth smiled: "Thank you mom... But it's no use if you forcefully strangle me to 22 inches, it just kills my breath..."

"The most ideal waist size should be 17 to 18 inches, and I have already relaxed it for you." Estelle said, "Come on, it's time to pass."

Elizabeth walked very, very slowly, because the corset was too tight, which made it very difficult for her to make any larger movements. Finally, she followed Estelle's footsteps down the stairs and got into the carriage.

The process of the ball is actually very simple. Elizabeth can enjoy the ball after meeting the queen, but this is not enjoyment for her, but torture.

But at this time, someone came to invite me to dance.

Elizabeth knew the man: "Nice to see you again, Major Brighton."

"It's a great honor to be remembered by a beautiful lady like Miss Morgan, but I'm already a lieutenant colonel now." Brighton smiled at Elizabeth.

"Congratulations, Lieutenant Colonel Brighton." Everyone talked about this, and Elizabeth could only dance with him.

"After the last birthday party, Miss Morgan didn't appear in the social season again. Is there any reason?"

Elizabeth smiled: "My mother took me to France and enjoyed the wonderful opera."

"What an interesting trip." Brighton was known for his eloquence, and Elizabeth had to dance with him with difficulty breathing without giving away the slightest clue.

"Miss Elizabeth is as beautiful as the moonlight tonight."

Elizabeth lowered her head and tried to make herself blush: "Thank you, Mr. Smith."

Elizabeth turned around and around, and when it was time to change the partner, Brighton backed away according to the standard procedure. Just as Elizabeth was about to breathe a sigh of relief, another person grabbed her waist: "...!" She almost The conditioned reflex wants to give the other party a flirtatious leg.

It's a pity that the corset and bustle restricted all her activities. She widened her eyes and looked at Antonio in a tuxedo in front of her: "Oh, my God, how could it be you?"

From 1856, the year Elizabeth was born, British gentlemen began to grow beards, and Antonio seemed to be unfazed by them. His face was clean and there were no stubbles. Elizabeth Even if I have been in the same room with him, I have never seen him look unshaven.

Under the bright gas lamp, people's faces and expressions can be seen very clearly, but Antonio, who has eagle eyes, said, "You look very painful, what's wrong?"

"This damn corset is killing my breath." Elizabeth couldn't help complaining, "Do you know how painful it is?"

"I know." Antonio put his hand on her waist to help her stand still: "You wear the brooch I gave you? It's a pity we can't have another tango."

"This brooch is beautiful, I bet I can't jump that thing." Elizabeth had difficulty breathing, let alone making such a big movement.

"It used to belong to my mother." Antonio wrapped his arms around her waist, and led her to dance with his hands in order.

"I can hardly breathe." Elizabeth couldn't help complaining.

"So how about we leave?" Antonio said, "As soon as the piece is over."

"Okay."

At the end of the song, Elizabeth sneaked out, and then showed the maximum speed she could get out of with this outfit - she was anxious to find a quiet place to loosen the corset - even if she just tore it open.

"Elizabeth!" Antonio called her from behind.

Elizabeth quickly braked the brakes: "...? Antonio?"

"Stand there, don't move." Antonio took off the gloves on his hands as he walked over, and then stuffed the gloves into his pockets casually. Then he stood in front of Elizabeth and looked directly at her: "Elizabeth..."

"what?"

"You have mistletoe on your head." The man's face was so close that Elizabeth, who was wearing high heels, had to struggle to look him in the eye.

Buckingham Palace was well lit, but under the man's shadow, Elizabeth couldn't see the man's expression clearly, but saw the astonishing gleam in his purple eyes.

"what?"

Elizabeth raised her head subconsciously, and Antonio's eyes immediately enlarged in front of her eyes, and the other's long brown eyelashes swept across her eyes, tickling.

The waist was held by the opponent's hands, and Elizabeth was a little at a loss.

Elizabeth also closed her eyes subconsciously, feeling the other's lips rub against hers slightly, and then seemed to find that she had no intention of refusing, opened her lips slightly, sucked on her lips, and let go of her with one hand She just held her waist lightly, Elizabeth didn't know what to do, she just put her hands on the other's shoulders instinctively.

Antonio seemed to be encouraged, the kiss was more thorough, his tongue directly penetrated into Elizabeth's mouth, entangled with her tongue.

Antonio was not in the habit of smoking, and his lips and teeth smelled of the wine at tonight's dance, which may or may not have been there, but that was enough to make Elizabeth drunk.

Elizabeth also learned to cooperate with him, and tentatively entwined her tongue with his tongue, kissing them deeply and thoroughly.

In the empty corridor of Buckingham Palace, Antonio propped his hands on the wall, slightly closed his eyes, and threw himself into this deep kiss without emotion.

I don't know how long the kiss lasted until the two men and women who couldn't breathe while kissing let go of each other.

Elizabeth put her hands around his neck without saying anything to the other party.

Antonio didn't intend to give up either, he lowered his head and pecked the girl's lips, and finally stopped. Antonio pressed against the tip of her nose, extremely intimate.

The two of them didn't say anything, just snuggled together.

Antonio held her in one hand and Elizabeth's in the other: "Do you think we still need tango?"

"It's secret enough." Elizabeth put her arms around his neck and leaned on Antonio's shoulder: "My mother will kill me."

Antonio seemed to be smiling: "Do you want to do it again?"

Elizabeth left his arms, raised her head slightly, and closed her eyes.

wet.

Compared with the last kiss, this kiss was a little more tender.He just sucked and stroked very gently, and didn't do anything further.

After a while, the two let go of each other.

These two kisses seemed to have unlocked some tricks, and Elizabeth leaned into Antonio's arms: "Gentlemen and ladies who are in love should be under some form of public supervision when they meet or date - there are other people in this corridor. people?"

"I've seen it with eagle eyes, and it's not." Antonio stroked her hair: "Also, it's not written in the love code that kissing is not allowed."

"However, did our love begin with kissing?" Elizabeth joked, and she had never seen anyone express their love in such a way as kissing under the mistletoe.

"...It probably started when I picked you up on the second floor of this palace." Antonio said, "That was my first ball after arriving in England, and it was also our first meeting."

"Are you going to tell me you fell in love with me at first sight?" Elizabeth smiled.

"Actually, I was not interested in the girl who was only 12 years old at the time." Antonio kissed her again: "If I have to say that I fell in love with you, it was probably when we got into the rose bushes together in the garden. "

Elizabeth flicked her bangs that were messy from the kiss: "I... probably later, when you jumped out of my window and landed on the pitchfork..."

"Oh, damn it, don't mention it again, Liz."

"Do you think that's embarrassing?"

"Um... well... are you free to go on a date?"

"The content of the date is to find Dungal?"

"Oh... can't you just follow those girls? Even... invite me to shop?"

"I don't like those. Even if I don't care about them, Estelle will prepare them for me."

"Well, you win, honey."

The author has something to say: the son of Lord Randolph will be the famous Churchill in the future~

The pair finally kissed!finally!finally! ! ! !