Comprehensive Victoria's Secret

Because of Dungal's return, Estelle's dissatisfaction with Elizabeth has weakened a lot, and because of this, she got a lot of pocket money.

Elizabeth felt flattered, because Estelle said that she would not care about her in the future, and was going to support Dungall's decision to buy her a special horse.

Elizabeth has a feeling of decapitation.

It took Deng Jiaer half a month to barely raise the meat. During this period of time, he basically ate and slept, and he recovered his spirit in front of a man in his 40s.

Elizabeth still can't go out, she can only quietly nest in the room to write a diary, and can only write letters to Antonio quietly - she dare not send the letter after writing, so she can only secretly lock it in the drawer of the desk.

Girls who step into the social world are in good health, good character, good looks, and come from families with titles, so they will soon become bride candidates for various noble families and wealthy families.

However, Estelle was still worried, and really didn't know what she was worried about. Elizabeth wrote in her diary: I really want to see him now, but I don't know what to do, and I don't know what to say Well, Dungall doesn't seem to like him very much, I know it's probably because of the Assassins and Templars, but... I love him.

Even in the hot summer, Victorian women had to wear long-sleeved dresses that completely concealed their bodies and skin. This was the most intolerable thing for Elizabeth, but fortunately, she was used to it now. And it's not summer yet.

Finally, Elizabeth decided to write to Antonio.

Dear Tony:

This is the fifth letter I haven't sent in this period of time. I don't know if you are the same as me, but I guess and hope that your mood is the same as mine.

I'm really looking forward to our meeting now, will you come to the prom at my house?

love you

莉兹

...In the end Elizabeth still didn't post the letter, she just sealed the envelope and locked it in the drawer again.

Inside the drawer, there is already a thick stack.Elizabeth blushed, but put this one in too.

When checking Dungal's whereabouts before, Elizabeth felt a huge headache, and she realized that her money was completely insufficient. The usual expenses were borne by her parents, but her private money was pitifully small.

She flipped through the women's magazines on the table, recipes, fashion pictures, serial novels, cut paper patterns, the movements of the Queen's family, readers' contributions commenting on the right and wrong of corset underwear, and a large number of inserted advertisements...

She thinks she can try to write a novel, at least her literature class is relatively good.

Just do it, Elizabeth immediately started to write.

She didn't think about plagiarizing, and she had already suffered a lot from copying a musical to coax Estelle, so she could only find ways to create something original, such as the Middle Ages... um...

Estelle's prom-loving and social nature remained unchanged. After Dungal's body recovered, she even held a prom.

Since she was a child, Elizabeth knew that her dresses could not be worn more than once, and the rest could be thrown to Anne, but since she got Eric's fashionable and practical designs in France, Elizabeth liked On such a custom-made.

She felt wrapped up like a multi-tiered wedding cake and then had to carry a lace fan.

Elizabeth felt like she was suffocating: "I can't breathe."

Estelle's words made her feel a little relieved: "Honey, you are not the main character tonight, so you just need to dance on the ball." She sighed: "If you really can't stand it, As long as it doesn't seem too perfunctory, it's fine to come back before the dance is over."

"Thank you, Mom." For Elizabeth, Estelle's voice was heavenly.

The most important thing in aristocratic life is the ball. Elizabeth waited eagerly for Antonio, and finally got him.

After Estelle danced the opening dance, they were free to dance as they wished, and Elizabeth decided not to dance.

Antonio also noticed her, and the eyes of the two quickly met.

Elizabeth didn't dare to be noticed, she could only hold the fan with her right hand and slowly fan it in front of her face.

Holding the fan in his right hand, he fanned it in front of his face - "Come, follow me"

Then she stood up slowly: "Annie, go tell my mother, I can't breathe, I'm going back to my room."

When doing these things, Elizabeth felt a thrill like having an affair. She looked back at Antonio, and the other party clearly understood what she meant, but she was not careful enough, so she could only gently brush the fan across her forehead.

Swipe a fan across the forehead - "Someone is watching us"

Then she walked back.

Elizabeth intended to tease Antonio like a hide-and-seek, so she walked around the back and went straight to her room—she was still caught in the corridor.

"Elizabeth...?" Antonio's eyes shouted with a smile: "Our lady Elizabeth?"

Elizabeth put her fingers in front of her lips, then ran the fan across her forehead, opened the fan for a while and closed it for a while.

The fan opens and closes for a while—"I miss you very much"

Antonio's lips moved to her ear: "Aren't you going to talk to me tonight?"

Elizabeth still didn't speak. Although there were few people in this corridor, there might still be some servants or guests appearing, with sly lights in their eyes, and they dragged him up all the way. When she reached her room, she stopped walking. Go straight in and close the door.

Annie has already been put on leave by her, and asked her to help her prepare some cross stitch and go to the magazine to collect her payment.No one else will break into the room again.

Antonio probably also planned to play with her: "So? Can you talk? Miss who was 'quiet'?"

Elizabeth opened the fan, and then closed it at once.

Open and close the fan—"kiss me"

Antonio obviously understood, he leaned forward slightly, and kissed her lightly.

It was inconvenient for Elizabeth to hold him with the fan, so she threw the fan on the ground and responded to the kiss.

"I miss you."

Antonio smiled: "The princess who was silenced finally spoke?"

"Yeah, what saved me was a kiss." Elizabeth pursed her lips and smiled.

"I miss you too." Antonio held her in his arms: "I've been writing to you."

"I wrote it too, but... I didn't dare to send it..."

Elizabeth saw a large stack of letters that Antonio took out from nowhere, and she also took out that large stack from her drawer and handed it over: "Do you want to show me yours?"

"One a day?"

"Yes."

Antonio took the letter, but didn't open it right away. He looked straight at Elizabeth: "I miss you every day, your face, your flaming hair, and you..."

Elizabeth really blushed now: "Why did you say this all of a sudden?"

"Because I love you."

When Elizabeth was shy, she could only change the subject: "Well... I ordered the dress, do you want to dance tango?"

"of course."

When Elizabeth came out of the dressing room, Antonio was also ready-in fact, there was not much preparation, Tango's men's clothing was a dark evening dress with a bow tie.

Antonio led her to dance very patiently this time: "Listen, Liz, in tango dance steps, there is no ups and downs or swinging movements. Most forward steps in tango fall on the heel position."

"Hmm." Elizabeth frantically followed him to adjust her movements.

"The bodies should be in contact with each other, and the center of gravity is shifted. The men are mainly on the right foot, and the women are on the left foot. The men and women do not look at each other. When positioning, both men and women look to their left side."

After teaching like this for a long time, Elizabeth couldn't hold it anymore, and sat directly on her own bed: "Oh, I can't do it, I'm too tired."

"Liz?"

"what?"

Tango's women's dress is a long skirt with a high slit on one side. When Elizabeth sat down like this, from Antonio's point of view, she just showed a white thigh. He turned his eyes away: "I am a healthy adult man."

Elizabeth seemed to be indifferent: "So... it's actually nothing..."

Antonio took a few steps over and kissed her directly in his arms.

"You bastard." Elizabeth began to scratch his itch directly, and Antonio started to fight back again, and finally the two of them rolled on the bed.

The atmosphere seemed to change all of a sudden.

"..." Elizabeth looked at Antonio's face above her, and she also felt the ambiguous atmosphere in the air, but she didn't hate it: "Tony..."

"Social customs never condone carnal love." Antonio murmured as if sighing.

Elizabeth, on the contrary, was not too cold about that: "Aren't we deviant enough?"

Although Elizabeth can be regarded as a conservative style, she was already considered a rather unrestrained girl in the Victorian period.

Antonio began to kiss her lips, her cheeks and neck: "Is that okay?"

"I don't really mind talking to you, you should be fine, right?" Elizabeth's eyes fluttered, implying something.

"I haven't had a chance to try it yet." Antonio kissed her again: "But I won't tolerate your doubts."

"So you want revenge?" Elizabeth looked at Antonio with a smile, which made her look like a little devil.

"I think I can keep kissing you."

Probably the two of them were too involved, so they ignored the movement outside until Elizabeth heard the sound of gasping for air.

She pushed Antonio away—the clothes of the two of them were still neat: "... Dad..."

Dungal was holding a cane, his expression was cloudy and uncertain, and Estelle even looked like he was about to faint.

"Come on, Liz, let's talk."

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