Abducted Professor Reborn

"Young Master is discussing matters with His Highness Second Highness, Young Master Julian, please come back later." The butler blocked the door to prevent Julian from entering.

Although the sound insulation effect of the door is very good, but the movements of the young master and the Second Highness are too big, and he has to guard the door to prepare for the young master's summons at any time. It is conceivable that he can clearly hear what happened in the room.Although there is no sound now, there is no guarantee that the young master has not cleaned up, so he did not dare to let Julian rush in.

"Second Highness?" Julian frowned and said uncertainly, "The Second Highness who doesn't leave the door and doesn't step in?"

"If the old slave remembers correctly, there should be only one Second Highness in the Empire." The steward coughed calmly.

"Why is he looking for my cousin?" Julian waved his hand nonchalantly, signaling the housekeeper not to get in the way, "I hurried over when I heard that my cousin woke up, don't stop me. My cousin just woke up, what's the matter?" Second matter, His Highness needs to find him at this time? Besides, what are you talking about with the door closed in broad daylight, don’t make fun of me.”

"The old slave didn't joke with the young master, I'd better come back later." The butler insisted.

Even if the housekeeper didn't turn him away when his cousin was indifferent, what kind of show is this now?Julian stared suspiciously at the butler, but the butler faced it calmly, but he was very disturbed in his heart. After all, if Julian forced his way, he would not be able to stop him.

Young master, you and the Second Highness need to hurry up...

"What's wrong with the house?" Julian narrowed his eyes slightly.

The housekeeper smiled kindly, his eyes were full of innocence: "Young master, you are joking, there is nothing tricky in the house."

"Then get out of the way." Julian's eyes became more suspicious, and he became more determined to go in and find out.

housekeeper:"……"

Julian didn't speak, and stared straight at the butler with those beautiful peach blossom eyes, making the butler's hair stand on end. Under the pressure, he finally closed his eyes, and stepped aside as if dying, leaving the door to him.

"That's right." Julian narrowed his eyes with a smile, and patted the butler's shoulder as he spoke, "I will keep your loyalty in mind."

What does my loyalty have to do with you!The butler had black lines all over his face.

Pushing open the door, a dull and slightly damp weird smell came in the air. Julian couldn't help but frowned, waved his hand and slapped his nose, seeing that the air purifier was running, he turned around and asked : "Housekeeper, what's the smell in this room?"

The butler looked at his nose, his nose, and his heart, as if I didn't know anything.

Julian thought of his abnormality just now, guessing that he knew something, the young master put up an airs, trying to coerce and lure him to speak out.

At this time, Raphael came out of the bedroom, stood on the second floor and asked, "What's the matter?"

Hearing Raphael's voice, Julian immediately abandoned the butler and went up to the second floor. Raphael stepped down first, put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked at Julian lazily: "Why are you here?"

Julian pursed his lips and complained in a low voice: "This is the first sentence every time I see me, can you change it to something else, do I make you dislike me so much?"

Raphael had eaten and drank enough just now, and his expression was very satisfied. When he was in a good mood, he didn't care about him. There was a smile like a spring breeze in the corner of his mouth, and Julian's eyes straightened, full of deep love for Raphael. obsession.

Sensing his gaze, Raphael withdrew his smile slightly, and said, "Does your brother know what you said that day?"

"Should... know?" Julian replied uncertainly, "I didn't tell him, but I didn't hide it from him either."

"Julian, you are responsible for your own life. I won't make any promises to you, so you have to think carefully." Raphael didn't want to see him being trapped in an impossible relationship and delaying his life, if It's not because he's afraid that his misunderstanding will be deeper, he might have a better attitude towards this cousin.

"I don't regret it. If you haven't tried it, how will you know it won't work? If you haven't paid, there will be no reward. Even if you don't like me now, I will always work hard to make you fall in love with me. I don't want to leave regrets in my life. "Julian's attitude is firm, and he has the urge that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.

It's true that I've become numb after hearing too much. Where did I learn this stubborn temper?Raphael rubbed the center of his brows, feeling deeply helpless, and finally he said: "Julian, listen, some things are destined, you are just wasting your youth. I have someone I like..."

"Don't use this reason to prevaricate me." Julian interrupted him and shook his head, "If you have someone you like, why don't you bring it home to show me? Don't tell me that the person you like is with you Among those who spread rumors."

"Lance." Raphael said.

"What?" Julian looked at him puzzled.

"The name of the person I like." Raphael sighed, "Lancelot Dillane, I was engaged to him two months ago."

"You... what did you say?" Julian opened his mouth wide in astonishment, looked at him in disbelief, seemed unable to accept the news, shook his head with a smile, and said, "Cousin, stop joking with me, even if you want Just kidding, you have to find someone reliable..."

"Master Julian, what the young master said is true." The housekeeper couldn't bear to see Julian's self-deception. This child could be regarded as he had watched him grow up, and he felt a little uncomfortable seeing him like this.The relationship cannot be forced. The young master is cold and alienated from him. It's not that he doesn't like him, but it's impossible to be with him. Although the young master is sometimes not serious, he always speaks the same.

"Which one is true?" Julian said with a trembling voice, forced a smile, "Is the one you like true? Or is the news of the engagement true?"

"It's all true." Raphael mercilessly crushed the remaining hopes in his heart.

Julian has lived under the doting and adoration of everyone since he was a child, and he has never met a wall, so he is stubborn and refuses to let go of this relationship. I am afraid that he has never distinguished what he wants in his heart. It's just a simple attachment because I didn't get it.

Since his parents and elder brother dare not tell the truth to him because they love him dearly, then let him be the bad face, hate him or blame him, just hope not to waste unnecessary feelings on him ,not worth it.

Julian bit his lower lip tightly and kept shaking his head: "Cousin, you must be joking with me, how is it possible, how is it possible! Lancelot Dilan, Dilan's surname...is that Second Highness? What? Possibly?! By the way, didn’t the steward just say that His Royal Highness was discussing something with you? What about others? Why aren’t you here? Steward, you lied to me.” Julian turned around and said to the steward in a questioning tone.

"Julian, calm down." Raphael stepped forward to hold his hand, but he didn't want Julian to shake his hand away, and said, "The Second Highness is really here? Why doesn't he come out? Why hide, I I just want to ask clearly, and I can't do anything to him. Tell him to come out, and I'll leave after I ask you clearly. I'm not a naughty kid. Although I like you, I still have self-knowledge. "

Raphael saw that although his words were a little crazy, but his expression was normal, maybe it was just because he couldn't accept it for a while, so his attitude softened a little.

Julian took a deep breath, showed a wry smile with a stiff expression, then squatted down and buried his head in it with his arms around his legs: "Cousin, I know I have obsessions in my heart, so I keep telling myself to be calm, but Human psychology is complicated. The more I hypnotize my subconscious mind, the more I resist. I know that my mentality is not right. My brother has asked me to see a psychiatrist more than once, but I don’t want to admit that I am sick. I am just emotionally A little bit extreme, you see, apart from causing you a little trouble, I actually didn’t do anything bad.”

Hearing this, Raphael was silent.

He suddenly understood the meaning of what Cyrus had said to him back then, and also understood why his uncle and aunt would rather let him waste time on themselves than forcefully cut off Julian's thoughts.He remembered what happened to Julian two years ago, and maybe he couldn't get away with it.

After a long time, Raphael lifted him up and hugged him in his arms, patted his back and comforted him, "It's okay, it's okay."

"Cousin, are what you just said true?" Julian raised his head and looked at him with red eyes.

"...Well." Raphael didn't want to lie to him. Now that he knew Julian's current psychological condition, he would cure him, so he couldn't retreat when he just took the first step. It hurt Julian even more.

Julian stopped talking, and silently buried his head on Raphael's chest.

Raphael breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that the situation is not too bad.

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The bedroom is dimly lit, and two handsome men are sleeping on the big soft bed. Their golden and black hair are intertwined with each other, and they sleep peacefully. There was a hint of warmth and ambiguity in his body.

Lancelot's eyelids moved, and then fell silent again. His eyelashes trembled slightly for a while, and he slowly opened his eyes with a frown.

Looking at the unfamiliar ceiling, Lancelot's eyes were full of confusion. He stared absentmindedly for a long time before he could focus. .

Raphael, who was sleeping soundly, had no expression on his face, and the outline of his face looked a bit cold after the unscrupulous smile faded away. The handsome facial features seemed to have removed a layer of veil on that face, and were reflected in his pupils deeply and restrainedly.

Lancelot looked dazed.

It’s not that he has never shared the same bed with Raphael before, but he never realized that when he fell asleep, his lips were tightly pressed together, and he was probably having a bad dream. Raphael’s brows frowned slightly , the breath exuding from the body is suffocating.

It was the first time for him to look at Raphael's face so closely. No, he seemed to have looked at Raphael's face like this in his fragmentary memory, and then Raphael would suddenly open his eyes and grab his hands. A deep kiss on the lips, and he was not willing to let him go until the kiss made him dizzy, and then he would say, seduce me with your eyes so early in the morning, you don't want to get up...

But the reality is always different from the memory. Raphael still has his eyes closed. He knows that his eyes are a little hot. He knows that those incomplete memory fragments have affected him. He knows...they were once together.

Lancelot lightly moved Raphael's arm on his body, propped himself up and was about to get out of bed, only to feel his waist and abdomen were extremely sore and soft, and the strange soreness, numbness and fullness coming from somewhere behind him made his memory before falling asleep like a tide As he rushed over, his face turned red, and his lips were drawn into a line.

He...why did he suddenly throw himself into his arms?It's such a shame...

"Lance, are you awake?" Suddenly an arm crossed his waist, pulling him back on the bed before he could react.

Lancelot fell on the bed and swayed a few times, turned his head to the other side not to look at Raphael's expression, and said unnaturally, "I'm going back."

Raphael laughed softly, and the chest against Lancelot's arm kept rising and falling. He moved a little towards him, then pressed half of his body on Lancelot's body, and lifted one hand from him. The back of the head was pierced, and the other hand was around the waist, and the fingers were free on the abdominal muscles that felt a little hard to the touch, rubbing vaguely.

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Lancelot's body froze, and his expression was like a palette changing various colors. Although he cursed Raphael thousands of times in his heart, and even had the urge to kick him there, he finally decided that a gentleman should speak. Without doing anything, he pitifully begged for mercy: "Don't come, I'm not feeling well."

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Raphael said the words that made people blush, and Lancelot's face changed colors in turn.

"But I allow you to donate your Five Finger Girl to help me appease it." Raphael changed his voice and said with a deep smile.

"You...you can't do it yourself?" Lancelot hesitantly said with a blushing face. The relationship between the two of them has reached this point. He shouldn't be so hypocritical, but he has to help him in a waking state... It still seems embarrassing.

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"It seems that you prefer to use your body to help me." After all, Raphael didn't give Lancelot any chance to refuse to struggle,...

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