Dangerous Aesthetics

However, what he saw was Anthony's profile.

The other party twitched the corner of his mouth, "What? Can't I be as gentle as Olivan?"

David turned his face away and moved on.

I don't know when, a little snow floated in the sky, and the snowflakes were scattered in the sunlight.

Go out of the alley and pass a flower shop.There was an eight or nine-year-old girl at the door, with a flower basket on her arm, hawking.

It means the freshest flowers in her basket.

David stopped in front of her.

"In such a cold weather, your flowers are still blooming beautifully."

The girl smiled, "Our flowers in Moscow still bloom even in the cold wind, and they are more beautiful than red carnations."

David squatted down, held the flower basket and smelled it: "And it's still very fragrant."

Anthony on the side nodded and asked, "Do you like it?"

Without answering him, David just stood up and smiled at the girl, then turned and left.

Anthony quickly gave the girl a banknote, picked up the large bouquet of flowers, and walked quickly towards David.

The little girl behind him shouted, "Sir! Your change!"

Anthony turned his head and shook his hand at her, then walked quickly to David's side.

"I've heard of giving flowers to women, but I haven't heard of giving flowers to men." David laughed.

"David, I think you know better than me that a man gives a woman flowers to please her. I just want to please you now." Anthony said softly.

"Sorry to make you please me like you please a woman."

Mi Gao has been driving behind them.Davi opened the door and sat in, and Anthony came to him with flowers in a natural way.

Supporting his head, David looked out the window. Anthony patiently introduced the buildings passing by along the road. When he returned to the hotel, David walked towards the room without looking back. He was about to close the door, but Anthony Reluctantly squeezed in.

"What are you doing? This is my room!" David was about to lose his patience when he was so attached to him.

"This is also my room. I have generously allocated a bed to you." Anthony placed the flowers in the pottery on the table.

David glared at him, who shrugged nonchalantly. "Bang—" closed the door of the toilet, David just wanted to find a place where he could not see Anthony.

Sitting on the toilet seat, he took out a red flower from his pocket, which was stuffed into his pocket by the little girl while he was holding the flower basket to smell the fragrance.

It was not a real flower, but was folded out of red paper, although it looked the same as the real one.

"I didn't expect you to use 'red carnation' as a password, and I don't worry if Anthony hears it." David smiled, and slowly tore the flower apart, turning it into a note.

Put it on the nose, elegant and mature HugoBoss fragrance.David shook his head amusedly.

Olivan has always used this flavor. Whenever David is in his arms, he will savor it carefully, but he never told Olivan that he likes this flavor.

"So besides imitating works of art, do you also know how to origami flowers?"

This piece of paper made David sure that Olivan was safe and sound.

Although his mood suddenly brightened, David knew that he couldn't be too happy in front of Anthony.

Dinner was a special Russian dessert. Since he opened the paper flower and found out that Olivan was still alive, David's appetite started to whet.

That guy Anthony still made the atmosphere so romantic, in fact, David just wanted him to disappear so that he could have a good meal.

"David, you once said that you hate eating French food, but then you married a French wife. I believe that when you stayed with her in Bordeaux, you should not eat British or Italian food." And flickering candlelight, looking at David opposite, "Just like you hate me now, maybe you will live with me in the future."

David propped his head a little bored and looked to the other side.

He really wants to eat that matsutake bread, really wants to eat...

Anthony, I beg you stop looking at me, what am I looking for!

David was only half full from this meal, but he succeeded in creating an atmosphere that he was worried about Olivier.

After dinner, David went back to the room and found that Anthony, that lunatic, had prepared a milk bath.

Why prepare a milk bath?Isn't that what women do to keep their skin smooth?

"Anthony? Donald! Milk is for drinking! It's not for wasting!" David slammed the toilet door and rushed to Anthony, who happened to be sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Honey, you don't want me to drink up that jug of milk, do you?"

"You can drink it..." Before David realized that he was too close to the dangerous person, the other person grabbed his arm and pulled him into his arms.

Anthony lowered his voice, and put his lips next to David's ear, "Okay, if you make love to me, I don't mind drinking the whole tank of milk..."

The warm breath passed over the pinna, making David shrink his neck subconsciously.His arms were propped on Anthony's sides, and just as he was about to get up, the other party put his arms around his waist and pressed him back into his arms.

"Honey, is Olivan still alive?" Anthony asked softly.

David's fingers trembled. He wasn't sure if Anthony had noticed his surprise, but as a liar, even if his diorama was torn apart, he had to hold on until the end to have a glimmer of hope.

"Of course he's still alive." David looked into Anthony's deep green sea unabashedly, "No...he will definitely be alive!"

Anthony leaned his lips to David and took a deep breath, "I smell Hugo Boss on you. I remember I didn't prepare any men's perfume for you before I came to Moscow because I wanted you to smell me .”

"Maybe I've been by his side for too long, and I can never wash off his smell." David made another effort and left Anthony's embrace.

"Honey, I suggest you take a milk bath. The weather in Moscow will dry out your skin. You have only been here for a day. Look at your lips, they are already cracked." Anthony looked at David's back and said, "But don't worry, the milk won't wash off Olivier's smell."

"It's too cold, I don't want to wash." David sat on the bed directly, leaning on the pillow and flipped through the local travel guide, although he couldn't understand most of the Russian language.

"If you are afraid of the cold, I can take a shower with you, like that time in the old castle in Bordeaux...the way you lie in the red wine, and your body...I often think about it, and I will have a reaction .” Anthony lay on his side on the bed, propped his head up and looked at David’s side face.

Pretending not to hear anything, David threw the travel guide back on the bedside table, took off his coat, lifted the quilt and lay down with his back to Anthony.

Anthony graciously turned off the light.

In the darkness, the breath was drawn very long.

David kept his eyes open and remained motionless in that position.

It was his first night with Anthony, and David hoped it would be his last.

"You don't need to be so stiff, if I want to do something to you, you are already having sex with me now. Or... earlier, you already belonged to me." Anthony looked at the void with his head in his arms One thing ceiling.

David didn't answer him.

"Did you know that in the Garden of Eden, the wife God originally created for Adam was not Eve, but Lilith?" Anthony's tone seemed a little lonely in such a silent night.

"After she fell into the sky, she and Lucifer made a pair, as the opposite of Adam and Eve. David... I don't know why I can't let you go so much. In the library of the New York State Prison, I looked up and saw You. You are so lofty and bathed in light, so you have the ambition to let me pull you into the darkness." Anthony laughed with the corners of his mouth pulled.

In fact, David has always known that Anthony is lonely in his heart.

"I am the fog, and you are the star. You are just a point in the light, but I am the eternal darkness in the night. I am the mouth that blows out the lights in the dark. You, go away quickly." David murmured.

"Aha, it's Junker's Tales of the Centuries." David's response made Anthony's voice sound slightly joyful.

"But do you think that kind of Lilith is suitable for me?" David asked softly, he didn't have the allure of Lilith, let alone the courage to linger in the darkness forever.

Anthony was silent.

He suddenly left his bed and sat behind David.

This made David suddenly nervous, and just as he was about to get up, he was circled by Anthony.

"It's cold in the room and I want to hug you."

David didn't dare to move, his instinct told himself that Anthony would do nothing as he had promised.

Until the morning light of the next day penetrated the curtains again, Anthony just brushed David's soft hair and kissed the top of his head.

"David... I really regret why I didn't meet you before Olivan."

At this moment, David was still in a deep sleep.

"Let me see, Olivan? What method will Kane use to get you away from me."

After breakfast, they received the news that the Fan Ximin family did not admit that they had planted the bomb in the underground auction, and they requested a meeting to clarify the matter.

Anthony is also invited.

While tasting the freshly baked bread, he looked at the invitation with a meaningless gesture.

"Will you go? There should be news about Olivan there." David asked seriously.

"I seem to spoil you too much. I brought you from New York to Moscow to find your sweetheart," Anthony threw the invitation on the table, "but you didn't care about my feelings when I heard your old lover's name."