The Oster family has a beautiful manor here, the place is big, the residence is very comfortable, the only inconvenience is that it is a little far away from the city, so the young master Oster bought a new residence in the city, a three-story small red building, and a beautiful vestibule, with a back garden where you can rest.

In the vestibule, a large field of roses is planted, a flower favored by the aristocracy, with a rich atmosphere, bright colors, which always decorate all the proud courtyards.

In the back garden, there are several large trees, and the dense canopy of flowers and vines surrounds a small fragrant area, and white tables and chairs are placed for a leisurely afternoon tea.

"Don't these damn women know how to show me how they like it?"

The young master who returned to the room did not have the grace of being outside, the young man shook the clothes he took off, kicked the shoes upside down, stepped on the brown and red wooden floor, his hand did not stop, opened Rudolph's hand, pulled open the collar himself, Rudolph still had a calm face, and nothing seemed to change his face.

He continued to stretch out his hand and take over the undressing below, this time, Master Oster did not open his hand again, he crouched down, quickly unfastened his belt, and slowly peeled off the tight pants, revealing the white skin of Master Oster.

The light-colored lips were pressed against the skin of his thighs, and the half-squinted eyes seemed to be a little intoxicated, he breathed deeply, his nose seemed to want to be embedded in the whiteness, and his breathing made Young Master Auster tremble slightly, and a beautiful layer of pink flushed on his skin.

"My young master, don't worry about those women, they will all like you, those women, just want to satisfy their own **, they, it's not worth your trouble. ”

Rudolph was talking, but he didn't leave that piece of skin, but opened his mouth presumptuously and "yunxi" on that piece of skin, he was like a greedy child, doing things with an overly mature face that people didn't dare to look at, leaving a faint wet stain, he was pleasing his young master.

Outside the door, Lamb stood in the doorway in high spirits, the distance between the door gave him the illusion that he was a valet, he had no idea what the valet inside was doing, Wells came over with a tray, and as his footsteps approached, his expression changed slightly.

**The taste, some sweet, some astringent, and mixed with some bitterness, he doesn't like the malice of this taste very much, but, the amount is full.

"The young master has ordered, don't let people in, take these things down first. ”

Lambert blocked Wells' path and prevented him from going in to disturb the people inside.

"Okay. ”

Wells didn't have a word, he didn't need to look, he could tell from those malice how the two people in it were with their own ghosts, the young master who was not taken seriously, the manservant who longed to control the puppet, and the sweet dream of manipulation intertwined a sea of evil thoughts between the two of them, and it was really a big meal when he met someone who didn't pick his taste.

In the past, the original owner might have been happy to eat a little more, but now, Wells said that he was still quite picky, and the script of giving up a forest for a tree and creating more malice in person was simply stupid, since there is no limit, why does the devil have to sign a contract with someone?

There is more than one good cook, and good meals are never the same.

But, Young Master Oster, such a male protagonist, such a close to the water, is really rare.

Young Master Auster's afternoon tea was spent with a little lady, and the teenage child was dressed up as a mature appearance, with a young face, a plump figure, and that kind of natural temptation that was unintentionally revealed, Miss Carrie smiled coquettishly, and flattered Young Master Auster without a trace.

"You're so insightful, I've never heard of anything like that, it's really novel. ”

For the recent popular opera, the result of the discussion between the two is such a compliment.

Young Master Oster's reaction to this was not very big, his face was faint, with a somewhat reserved smile, and there was a sense of arrogance, of course, this Miss Carrie is just the daughter of a little nobleman, and the views in many places are too superficial and one-sided, but it seems that he was specially taught to please men, how could Young Master Oster be confused by this.

He was more concerned with the advantages that some woman who was powerful, or who had access to a powerful person, such as Miss Anne, was worthy of his attention to curry, hoping to get from her a shortcut to a certain earl.

Wells stood on the second floor, looking at the afternoon tea in the back garden behind the curtains, two men and women who were not in love were getting close to each other, the man's eyes seemed to have some appreciation, but the malice had been released to the second floor, the woman tried to speak, smiling beautifully, but the disgust in her eyes occasionally flashed, and some malice overflowed, wandering away.

"Wells, you're lazy here again!"

Lamb suddenly came out from behind, and instead of standing close to the window, he was a step away, just enough distance for him to see outside through the window, and the people outside would not see inside.

"It's rare, I thought Rudolph was here, but he was smart. ”

When Lang Bo saw the scene in the garden, he had forgotten what he had just said, and muttered, a little depressed, probably thinking of the last time he had to see a needle at such a time, and was blamed by the young master.

In front of most of the servants, the young master's attitude is usually very straightforward, he likes and dislikes, and he will say it clearly, and he doesn't even care too much about the other party's face.

Wells was fortunate enough to see that scene, and could feel that Lamb's malice at that time was almost turned into substance, but it was not Young Master Oster, but Rudolph, who believed that what happened to him was all Rudolph's intention.

In fact, Rudolph just unleashed some undetectable malice as he passed by, and coldly watched him fail in his final flattery.

Looking at human beings from the perspective of the devil, it is still very different, Wells seems to have become a face-blind patient, and he has no memory of their faces, but those malicious ones, a little upslight, can allow him to quickly distinguish the identity of the other party.

The corners of his mouth imperceptibly brought a smile, and he said softly: "The young master has already commanded, if you want a quiet tea time, Rudolph must have avoided it." ”

Even if it is a personal valet, I believe that there are always some things that the young master is unwilling to let the other party know, such as engaging in some small actions in private.

The two who kissed each other couldn't feel the cold air at all, and the intimacy of embracing each other made the transmission of some messages seem unknowingly secretive.

"I will, young master, I know. ”

Miss Carrie was still too simple, no matter how much malice she had when she first came, she turned into sweetness at this time, and happily accepted the little things that Master Oster had asked me to do, thinking that she was sharing people's worries, similar to picking up the courier by the way, and I didn't know what kind of link she was in the whole process.

This link, it is not necessary for her, Young Master Oster has too many confidants, there will always be people who think he is proud of doing things, but those people may not be able to avoid Rudolph's ears and eyes.

The young master, who doesn't want to be a puppet in the hands of the manservant and wants to get enough attention, always hopes to open up a new path to expand his popularity and find out what is worth profiting from.

And some ambitious manservants, but always want to use a young master as a certain starting point, and usurp some interests of the Oster family by controlling the other party.

It's so much fun.

It seems that after becoming a devil, he was infected with some bad thoughts, and Wells, who was already more fond of watching dramas, was not in a hurry to the plot or other things, and slowly maintained the pace of the manservant, waiting for the changes.

In the middle of the night, a certain vampire lady visited, she wore an off-the-shoulder black dress, and when she stepped through the window, the black dress turned up, like the wings of a bat, with the faint fragrance of the night, which was the smell of roses, and it was also the favorite flower of vampires.

"Miss Anne. ”

The man lying on the bed as if he was sleeping opened his eyes, and there was no chaos in his eyes, and he seemed to be waiting for this moment, this meeting.

"Have you signed a contract?" Miss Anne was not surprised, if they could not recognize each other's identities when they met on a narrow road, then the devil and the vampire did not have to be close relatives.

Haha, of course that's a joke, how can the devil and the vampire be close relatives? It's just that, forced by the presence of angels, the two parties still maintain friendly relations, after all, there are common enemies!

"No, not really. Wells was very honest, he sat up, his silky pajamas were soft in the moonlight, his hands were raised, his hair was pulled back, his fair face was completely revealed, handsome, even if there seemed to be a smile at the corners of his eyebrows, but there was no warmth in his eyes.

Miss Anne lifted the hem of her skirt, and sat down on his bed like a queen, and approached the devil, and asked, "Is he your prey?"

"No, not really. "It is not a prey to absorb malice in a flood, or the owners of these malices are still fattening, and he is still waiting.

Having received a definite answer, Miss Anne pulled away a little, and the fragrance in her red lips was also a little farther away, and she gave a smile as if relaxed, "That's good, I'm still afraid of robbing you, and it's not a wise choice to provoke the devil for this." ”

Wells praised: "It's a cautious idea. ”

Vampires are loyal to their appetites, and the devil is also loyal to their appetites, and in the case of conflicting appetites, it is not uncommon for something unpleasant to happen, and most of the time, vampires will be a little more cautious and make way for the devils, because the number of devils is small, and because they are not too loyal to a certain person's blood, they are really not full of people.

The devil is different, for they are able to endure the process of planting and fattening for the sake of more delicious fruits, and if this long patience is not comforted, the final result can be somewhat terrible.

This kind of enemy, it is better not to.

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