Those years of falling in love with Mosaic [Quick Transmigration]

"Bible. Genesis" said that the God Jehovah used the dust on the ground to create Adam, and took one of Adam's ribs to make Eve.

After that, however, Eve was tempted by the serpent to take the forbidden fruit from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil.

They ate the fruit together.

Xavier didn't believe the story.He has been crawling in the bottom of the dust for 20 years, and he has never felt that there is any desire beyond his control.

Just like the yearning for delicious food, the desire for money and status.They can all be repressed, you can stop thinking about them—after you stop thinking about them, the longing disappears like the morning dew in a blink of an eye.

Until now, he has personally seen the snake that lures people to eat the forbidden fruit.They crawled upwards from the pair of white bare feet in front of them, raised their heads high at him, and spit out bright red letters.They wandered around, hovering in those dreamy places, wrapped in the fruit containing sweet body fluid, and released bursts of aroma that made him dizzy.

come!

Xavier's throat moved, and his eyes were deep.

Come here!

The snake hissed and spat out at him, and its tail gently circled on the forbidden fruit, like a soft feather, stirring his heart one after another.

Taste the forbidden fruit, it cannot escape - if you don't reach out your hand, it will be picked by others.

How can you wait until he falls into someone else's hands?

Xavier didn't know when he fell into this trap.

His head was dizzy, and all the emotions he had been suppressing so hard erupted at this moment, like hot magma.The flaming magma opened its teeth and claws, swallowing him whole in one gulp, and he burned to ashes at such a hot temperature.

Unable to break free.

He clasped the hands of the young master, and raised the two slender arms above his head.The already frail young master couldn't resist at all, he only stared at him with wide eyes and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

Xavier didn't have the courage to listen.

"Master..."

He slowly opened the plain handkerchief in his pocket with one hand, folded it neatly, and stuffed it into his master's bright lips that were slightly parted in surprise.

Slowly pushed in.

Kou Qiu's eyes widened even wider, but his mouth was stuffed to the brim, and he couldn't even utter a word smoothly. He could only make a thin whining sound from his throat, as if he couldn't believe it.

"Master." Xavier lowered his head and kissed his bare feet, the kiss was full of piety, as if treating a worshiped god.When Kou Qiu reluctantly raised his neck, he could only see the light golden hairs of the other party scattered with the movement, they were rippling softly in the air, like soft water plants.

But this time Kou Qiu doesn't believe it at all, what a god!

Who would have the guts to do such things to God!

"You promised me," the young man seemed to have a hot flame in his throat, making his voice hoarse, "No matter what happens, I will always stay by your side... .”

As long as he can stay with Kou Qiu, no matter what kind of punishment he will receive, Xavier will not care.

He can guard his god, even if he only touches it for a short day.Even after that, the gods would smash him to pieces and break his soul into countless pieces because of his anger, he would never feel any regret for today's behavior.

He has already reached heaven.

How could it be possible to fear hell again?

Kou Qiu: "..."

Then you let me speak!

He said aggrievedly to his son: [Why is he gagging me! 】

No...he didn't fight violently at all, did he?You've been an old couple for several lifetimes, so why keep your mouth shut?

The system brat dragged his voice out and said, [Huh?Dad, what are you talking about, I can't hear you! 】

【......】 Kou Qiu remembered the mosaic that had already started to work.

Heck.

Most importantly, he didn't know what the other party was stimulated at all.

After taking a bath, Xavier brought over the creamy mushroom soup that he had stewed for several months, and fed it to Kou Qiu little by little.He is really a qualified personal servant, and he always feeds Kou Qiu with a delicate silver spoon when feeding him.Seeing that Kou Qiu was a little full from drinking, he stretched out his hand thoughtfully, rubbing his young master's slightly protruding stomach from eating too much.

The taste of the soup is good, but maybe it was stewed for too long and the portion is a bit big.

Halfway through the feeding, Xavier asked softly, "Master, is that the man named Max that you like so much?"

He lowered his light golden eyelashes, as if he had been wronged by the sky.

"I like it so much that you don't even want to accept the marriage arranged by Mrs. Dolores?"

Kou Qiu had already turned into a puddle of water, but after hearing this, he almost rolled his eyes at the other party.

It was exhausting, really.

The young man pursed his lips and said, "I see."

There was a bit of ruthlessness in his movements, as if he wanted to punch his soul out of it.

Kou Qiu just wanted to shout.

What do you know, all you know?

No, you don't know at all—you take the handkerchief out of my mouth first, and listen to me, okay?

Xavier answered with his actions, no good.

When he finally got out of the overwhelming sea of ​​jealousy, Kou Qiu was almost out of shape.He seemed to be ignited by this flame, leaving only a pile of ashes, his hands and feet were so soft that they no longer listened to his commands.

There is a vast expanse of whiteness in front of my eyes, and everything looks like it is separated by fog, hazy.He curled up sideways, the current in his blood vessels seemed to have not completely faded, and every part of his body was numb.

The system brat finally escaped from the mosaic, and after counting his fingers, he actually studied for a whole night, until he learned that the sky was getting darker.

Oh, breaking the record again.

It felt that its path to learning the gods was just around the corner, so it couldn't help asking sympathetically: 【Abba, are you okay? 】

Kou veteran cadre stared at the ceiling quietly, and said: [...not good. 】

It wasn't until dawn that he was carried back from the bathroom. At this moment, his waist, back, and legs didn't seem to be his.Due to soaking for too long, the skin was a little white and wrinkled, and it was still convulsing uncontrollably.

As if it still has something in it.

The young man naturally pulled out the handkerchief that had been stuffed in his mouth just now, neatly folded the handkerchief full of body fluid again, touched his lips, and put it in his pocket properly.

One person and one system stared at his movements with wide-eyed eyes, almost kneeling for him.

[He has evolved. ] Kou Qiu said, with a very desolate tone, 【Azai, who told me before that he didn't lift it? 】

It turned out to be an Italian gun, but now it has directly changed to a missile.

What is going to happen next time, just drop the atomic bomb and blow it up to the desolate people within a hundred miles?

Speaking of this, the system couldn't help but feel a little guilty, and said in a low voice: [...I don't know that he has been holding back before. 】

Kou Qiu feels that life is almost full of despair.

[Forget it,] he said, [but the outburst was because Max—]

What a sick person this is to be jealous of Marx!

The system boy didn't think his father was sick at all, so he quickly blamed him, [Yes, it's all about Marx. 】

Kou Qiu: […]

He felt that the father and son were a little out of order.

Especially the system.

The morning light outside lit up little by little, Kou Qiu only raised his spirits and said a few words to his cub, then he tilted his head uncontrollably and fell asleep.And beside him, Xavier was always guarding the room, like a silent guard hidden in the shadows.

He stared at it for hours, never taking his eyes off it.

His young master is the most coveted rose in this land.

Xavier thought so too.However, it is not the appearance, but the soul.His heart swayed for this kind of beauty, and for the first time he understood what it means to be unable to control himself; he was even willing to kneel and kneel at the feet of such a noble soul, willing to offer his bloody heart in exchange for a seal of approval from the other party. Kiss on the feet.

He became the tempted Adam. After hesitating for a long time in front of the glaring imprisonment and secularity, he still couldn't help stretching out his hand.

And after being satisfied, what will I pay for it?

Xavier stood silently for a long time before slowly pulling out a long sword for duel from his body.The sharp blade of the sword also illuminated his silver-gray eyes.

The boy on the bed still seemed a little uncomfortable, he whimpered like a cat, and turned back and forth.Xavier pulled his quilt upwards, and patted the opponent's back with thin callused hands, as if coaxing an ignorant child.

"Sleep." He said softly.

"My young master."

The servants in the house did not wait until the sole master of the house came down to eat.

The master had something to do, so he was not at home for several days; Dolores also went to the palace to accompany the king, and only the noble young master Ulysses was left to serve.But on this day, even the young master didn't go downstairs.

The food prepared by the cook in the kitchen was useless. After waiting and waiting, Xavier, the young master's personal servant, came to the basement and said simply: "The young master has a fever and is still asleep. Breakfast is temporarily served. It's no longer necessary."

"Fever again?"

Several servants stared wide-eyed and looked at each other, all worried about the young master's body.

But the only strange thing is that it is clearly not winter anymore, the weather outside is so warm, how can it still be hot?

No one is going to pursue it.The butler hurriedly said, "Do you still need to call for a doctor?"

The young man stood in the shadow of the stairs, shaking his head lightly.

"No," he whispered, "it's just that the young master feels a little tired and doesn't want to eat for the time being."

The kitchen maid glanced at him, and suddenly said: "Xavier, you look good today?"

I can't tell where it is, but it is completely different from the state when I was silent yesterday, and there is a faint taste of radiance.She raised her eyebrows and jokingly said: "Is this the young master's plan to raise you up a level, or do you have other good things?"

After hearing this, the butler also put down the cup in his hand, and glanced at Xavier lightly.

With just one glance, his pupils suddenly shrank.

But after all, he has lived for seven or eighty years and is used to wind and rain. The old housekeeper moved his lips, but he didn't say anything.He turned his head back silently, as if it was just an indifferent look.

"Then when the young master wakes up, you can ring the bell again," the cook said, the fine lines at the corners of her eyes slowly wrinkled, "Oh, I made this food..."

She was worried about the food prepared for the master, Xavier nodded, and then stepped forward with long legs and stepped up the steps again.

"Xavier," said the butler suddenly, "come to my room first."

The young man turned his head and met a pair of blue eyes that seemed to see through everything.What is written in those eyes are all unquestionable authority.

The butler has served at home for 50 years and has witnessed the growth of the current owner of the house with his own eyes. He is extremely authoritative.He took Xavier to the room where he was resting, and then closed the door tightly. Then he turned his head and looked at him with a pair of bright eyes under his gray eyebrows, but now, his eyes were clearly burning. anger.

Xavier looked at him, his eyes faint.

"You—" the butler gritted his teeth, and couldn't speak for a moment, he just raised up a dim yellow mirror on the table, and let the young man see for himself, "Look, what's on your neck! "

The pale golden hair was parted, and on the exposed neck, scratch marks were clearly engraved, and some were even bloodshot.The butler was trembling all over. He was not a child, so he knew quite well what these traces represented, "You are going to serve the young master with such a dirty thing on your back?"

Xavier didn't answer.

"Say!" the butler snapped, "Did you meet some messy people at the ball yesterday?"

His eyes swept over oppressively, and the young man finally spoke.

"Neither of them," the young man said lightly, touching those marks with his fingers, his eyes seemed to be filled with soft waves, "This is the supreme reward."

"But I will never allow such a thing to appear in front of the young master!" The steward's voice suddenly became high, as if he was already furious, "Do you really want to follow in the footsteps of that Helun?"

He was furious for a moment, and forgot to cover it up. He paced back and forth, and all the things he had hidden before were revealed, "That Viscount Helun, who was also working as the young master's servant, kept hooking up three times. Four! Not only did I catch up with Miss Dolores's maid Ive, but she also had relationships with many people outside, and some even came to the door. Only the young master, even at this time, firmly believes that he is innocent of!"

But what about later?

How did Helun deal with this trust?

Speaking of this person who betrayed the Braden family, the butler felt angry.He originally thought that this slave who was also bought by the young master from the exchange would not become the second Heron.But right now, the same trajectory is happening again before his eyes.

The old housekeeper let out a breath of foul air slowly, and closed his eyes forcefully.

Master Ulysses is kind-hearted and thinks of the best of everyone he meets, but he must not see his little master being deceived a second time.

Anything that might threaten the Braden family's reputation...must be nip in the bud.

"Now," he said coldly, "Let's go now! From now on, never set foot on the land of the Braden family!"

Yet the youth did not move.

He still stood where he was, with steady eyes, as if he didn't listen to the butler's words at all.

The old butler was even angrier: "Now—"

"You don't have such a qualification," Xavier said calmly, staring at him indifferently with silver-gray eyes, without even a trace of waves in it, "I was bought by the young master, and the young master once promised me that he would allow me to live forever Stay by his side."

"So, I will never step away from the young master."

The butler's chest was heaving and he was about to say something more, but he heard the young man say: "Unless, the young master is kind and willing to grant me eternal death here—"

A dim light flashed in his eyes, like sweetness, but also like helplessness.Two completely different emotions collide in his eyes like ice and fire, sparking bright sparks.

"In that case, I will naturally offer my humble body with both hands."

The housekeeper was stunned by the determination to die in his eyes for a moment, as if he was looking at a prisoner who knew he was going to be hanged.

At this moment, the golden bell jingled.

The master is awake.

Kou Qiu woke up feeling wronged.

When he thought that it was because of Marx that he was gagged for no reason, he wished he could go back to the previous few days and beat himself up for answering this question.

What is not good, have to say Marx?

The system boy said: [Believe me, no matter what you said at the time, the result is basically the same. 】

It can be seen through, even if you said you liked a dog at that time, Dad couldn't bear it anymore, and he would still find a reason to blaspheme.

Kou Qiu's eyes were white.

The butler came in first, and the old butler walked over in three steps at a time. Seeing that the little master really looked uncomfortable, his heart was clenched.He stood by the bed and asked softly: "Master, what is your discomfort, do you need me to ask a doctor to look at it?"

This kind of discomfort can't be shared with others at all, Kou Qiu shook his head again and again, rejecting his proposal.

The old housekeeper still stood where he was, his concern was beyond words.

He and Xavier helped the young man sit up, and the cook specially prepared liquid food for digestion, without any oil or salt, it was very light.Kou Qiu ate half a bowl with Xavier's hand, and gradually felt that his empty stomach was fuller.

When he ran out, the butler was still hesitating in place, as if he had something to say.

Kou Qiu looked at him strangely, "Butler?"

"That's right," the old butler said solemnly, gritting his teeth, "Master Ulysses, your servant Xavier is behaving badly..."

The young man on the side listened silently, and the silver tableware in Kou Qiu's hand dropped onto the plate all of a sudden.

His eyes wandered between the two, and his heart gradually lifted, like a kite being pulled by a string, swaying and drifting.

"Irregular behavior..." His face slowly turned red, "What do you mean?"

Could this be something I ran into?

"Yes," said the butler, knowing that if there was no clear evidence, the soft-hearted young master would not have the heart to drive Xavier out of the house, so he simply pulled Xavier and asked him to come forward, "You see His neck..."

Kou Qiu stared at the young man's neck for a long while, the blush slowly spread from the base of the ears to the neck, turning into a big red spot.It was as if someone lit a fire beside him.

The system brat said sincerely: [It's really wild. 】

This is also what the successors of socialism did.

Look at the horizontal and vertical lines, like dividing a field.If the whole back is exposed, I am afraid that I can directly point to the word "Tian" which teaches people to recognize Chinese characters.

Kou veteran cadre also knew that this was not harmonious at all. He was silent for a while before explaining weakly: 【He gagged my mouth. 】

His voice was all blocked in his throat, but he couldn't hold back the surging emotions, so he could only wrap his hands firmly around the opponent's shoulders, and unknowingly used his strength to become like this.

The old butler said, "Master, do you know what this is?"

Kou Qiuxin said, I know, I know, not only do I know, but I did it.

"Did you see it?" The housekeeper said sadly, "I don't know if it was done with some messy people outside..."

The messy people were silent, and lowered their heads guiltily.

Xavier stared intently at him, who was almost burnt into a shrimp, and a smile flashed quickly in his eyes.

After the old butler finished his complaint, he said, "What do you think?"

Kou veteran cadre thought for a while, and then said seriously: "I think everyone should have a chance to repent."

The old butler frowned, his disapproval was clearly written on his face.

But after all, he was just a servant and could not interfere with his master's decision. He could only glance at Xavier at the side with his sharp eyes, as if he was looking at a disaster that was disrupting the palace and confusing people's hearts.

After he retreated, there were only two masters and servants left in the room.

The fragrance of white roses drifts in through the window cracks with the wind, probing around the room.Kou Qiu coughed twice, but before he said anything, he saw the young man in front of him suddenly kneel down.

His back was still straight, and he said: "Master, please forgive me for not being able to repent——I will not be half-repentant because of what I did yesterday."

Kou Qiu looked at him and was startled for a moment.

A bright cold light appeared in front of his eyes, and the end of the cold light was facing the young man's chest.It seems that in the next second, you can directly stab someone in the opposite direction.

"And if you would—"

The young man slowly reached out and unbuttoned his coat.His silver-gray eyes were also shining, as if he was praying for something that would make people happy, and he raised his head with a pious expression as if he was waiting for a gift from God.

"You can grant me eternal death."

Xu Shi felt the shock in his heart, and the young man slowly held the dagger and pointed it at his heart.

"Please don't worry," his words were as soft as whispers among lovers, "Because it is your gift, even if it is death, it is not a painful thing."

On the contrary, even the sickle of death is as sweet as honey at this time.