The Duke's little ancestor slipped away again

"Which one do you think it will be?"

"I thought……"

"Forget it, no matter what it is, it has nothing to do with me."

"What if I want to have a relationship with you?"

Ryan deliberately approached Havila and stood behind her. Havila subconsciously dodged. Although it only moved slightly, he still noticed it.

"Does that scare you?"

"I'm just not used to people being too close."

"Fortunately...I'm not someone else."

"Can you be any thicker-skinned?"

Havila found his usual wine from the wine cabinet, turned around and sat on the sofa nearby.

"Between shame and a wife, I would rather choose a wife."

Ryan sat directly next to her.

"Don't you want to share a piece with me?"

Javila poured only one glass of wine, obviously not Ryan's.

"I thought you were going to send me back, in person."

"I would rather have you live in the room above than send you back to that unhappy place."

"Then give you a chance to take advantage of others' danger?"

"Am I like that?"

"That's the kind of person you seem to be."

"That must be because I'm so handsome."

Ryan took the wine glass and motioned to Havila to pour him a glass too.

"I really admire your confidence..."

The first bottle of wine bottomed out quickly, and the second bottle of wine was added directly, without any gaps.

Hawila felt that when he was drunk, nearly half of the wine on the wine cabinet was gone.

"Do you feel better?"

Ryan asked with concern.

"Aren't you unhappy?"

"Havila, you can be yourself in front of me, no need to pretend."

"Disguise? Haha... I've been wearing the mask for a long time... even I can't tell which one is real and which one is fake..."

Hawila adjusted her sitting position and rested her head on the corner of the sofa.

"You are not a person who likes power."

"But I need to rely on power to survive, don't I?"

"Havila...why don't you try to rely on me?"

Ryan was sure that he expressed his feelings very clearly, but every time she refused simply, which made him very annoyed.

When he first pursued her, he might have really done it for the sake of face, but as he got to know and get to know her later, he discovered that he had fallen in love with this girl unknowingly. This discovery surprised and delighted him.

"Relying on you? Then many years later, when you are old and golden, will I watch you cuddling with other women and kissing me?"

Hawila will always remember how her mother spent the last part of her life.

"I am Ryan, not Ozil Muller, and I will not become the second Ozil Muller."

"How do you know what happens next?"

"I..." That's right... Why should people bet their whole lives on something that can't be determined in the future?

Ryan slumped on the cushions in despair, then smiled to himself.

"Havila... maybe I really can't make you trust me in the uncertain future, because I don't have Vaughn's certainty, and you... don't have Mu Mu's bravery."

"……may be……"

"You're drunk, I'll send you up to rest."

Ryan shook his head to wake himself up, then bent down to pick up Havila and opened the elevator that was integrated into the wall next to the wine cabinet.

In the room, Havila turned over and lay on the bed. Although his eyelids were heavy and his brain was swollen, his consciousness was unusually clear.

"Go to sleep. I'm on the sofa outside. Call me if you need anything."

"……I……"

"What's the matter? Are you uncomfortable?"

Ryan came over and reached out to touch her forehead.

"No, I just suddenly wanted to drink more. I haven't been drunk before."

"I need to stay awake at all times, otherwise I will turn into a beast when I'm drunk, and you will hate me."

Although now he really wants to be a beast.

"Are you the legendary one who never gets drunk after a thousand cups?"

Havila was surprised. Two people drank the wine together. He was already dizzy. How could this guy still keep his head clear?

"How else would I be able to carry you up safely? Or...do you want to get me drunk?"

"There are a lot of things I wish for, and it just so happens that this isn't one of them."

"Okay, if you want to drink, I'll just accompany you. But don't worry, if any accident happens, I will be fully responsible and I will never shirk responsibility."

Ryan turned around and went out, and when he came back, he was pushing a waiter-only trolley with three floors filled with all kinds of wine.

"Thank you for your hard work. I'll give you a reward later."

"Then do I still have to thank you?"

"What age has it been? We don't care about that anymore..."

After a cart of wine was finished, the two people fell down successfully. The difference was that one was extremely drunk and was mumbling something that he didn't know what he was talking about. The other one still had a trace of reason, but looked at the beloved in front of him. Girl, I'm afraid this little bit of sanity left won't last long.

The next morning, the two drunk people slowly opened their eyes. The first thing they did was not to check whether there was an accident, but to turn their heads to look at the place next to them.

Fortunately, the man beside him is him.

Fortunately, I suppressed my animal behavior.

"Should I give you a pennant?"

"what?"

"The four characters 'worse than animals' are tattooed on it."

Hawila, who didn't feel anything strange about her body, smiled from the bottom of her heart.

"So, you actually wanted me to behave like an animal last night, right?!"

God knows how hard he endured it.

"I thought you would take advantage of others' danger."

"You can do it now if you want."

Ryan rolled directly on top of her.

"Unfortunately, you missed your opportunity."

Hawila was really prepared to lose her virginity. Rather than being arranged by her father to marry someone she was unfamiliar with or even unknown to, she hoped to give her first time to the man who had always cared for her. .

"What I want is a steady flow of water, not a drink that will make me drunk now."

Ryan smiled happily. Maybe she had him in her heart, but she refused to admit it; maybe she had fallen in love with him a long time ago, but she didn't know it yet...

"I don't understand what you are talking about. I have to leave. I have important things to do today."

Hawila pushed Ryan away, lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed.

"Ryan!"

"what happened?"

Ryan was startled by her roar.

"What did you do yourself that you don't know?"

"I didn't do anything?" Except secretly kissing you.

"Then what's wrong with my clothes?"

Hawila remembered that when he went out after finishing his work, he wore a pair of overalls, but now...

"You said you were uncomfortable sleeping with your clothes on, so I took them off for you. And, as for your clothes, do you think I can take them off without your cooperation?"

Ryan looked innocent.

"You can take it off if I ask you to. Then I'll give you the chance to be like a beast. Why are you still worse than a beast?"