What to do if your crush is the Earl

"Do you need to treat your wound?"

Martin didn't think about it, he said casually, "You can figure it out."

Rows of Latin characters appear on yellow paper.No matter how flamboyantly written, there is a beautiful ending at the end of each line.

Martin was very satisfied.

When he finally recovered from the first draft of inspiration, he realized that his chest had been opened in front of others, and Xiao Sheng was helping him deal with the scratch on his waist.

There were a few rosy hickey marks on the white chest that had not been exposed to the sun all year round, and Xiao Sheng kept his eyes on the wound, struggling with that wound.

Only now did Martin feel the pain, and hissed softly.

Xiao Sheng stopped his hand immediately: "Does it hurt, sir?"

Martin shook his head: "Go on."

It's not serious, just sterilize and paste a few layers of light gauze.

Xiao Sheng packed up his things, but he still hasn't left.He paused and asked, "Sir, can you tell me what happened?"

He knew that he was a bit out of line for asking, but,

"Why did you come back alone? Still like this?"

Martin said: "On the way back, I met a drunk man, and his wallet was robbed by him."

An understatement.

Xiao Sheng lowered his head, and suddenly said: "Sir, let me go with you next time."

"Ok?"

Xiao Sheng was a little nervous: "I won't disturb you, but bring someone with you, at least you will be safer when you want to come back."

Martin sat on the chair with his legs propped up, his clothes half uncovered, and he rested his chin in thought: "It seems so, but why should I bring you?"

The accent was placed on the word "you", and the man stared at him with his coat on, his blue eyes were deep and seductive.

Asked by such suspicious words, Xiao Sheng replied very seriously: "Because I can give my life for you at any time."

The man who said this had a pale complexion, his dark eyes glistened under the monocle, his thin lips were tightly pursed at the moment, and he looked serious and serious, not as if he was speaking casually.

Martin laughed, and he didn't know why he laughed. In short, he coughed slightly after laughing, and his voice was a little hoarse, so he patted Xiao Sheng's shoulder and said, "Okay, go to bed early."

The voice is gentle and rare.

Xiao Sheng was very sad.

He was holding the tray, leaning against the closed door.

Mr. doesn't believe him.

Mister also...don't remember him.

That's right, for him, the handouts on the side of the road 12 years ago were probably not worth mentioning.

Xiao Sheng raised his hand slowly, covering his face with his pale and boneless hands.

The big white cat walked over from nowhere, and licked his trousers with a "meow~".

He opened his eyes, and saw the big guy on the ground, with a thin smile on his usual indifferent face:

"Hungry, Buddy?"

The big white cat ignored him, but lay on the crack of the wooden door and pawed gently with its paws.

Xiao Sheng quickly bent over and picked up the white cat:

"Shh, don't bother him."

The white cat screamed loudly, weak and pitiful.

Xiao Sheng paused, then left with the white cat in his arms.

The figure disappeared into the empty and dark corridor, and soon disappeared.

The author has something to say:

Little cutie's second update.what~

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