John didn't have much contact with Mitchell, mainly the relationship between customers and merchants, and the last time Mitchell brought Vic to Tacoma was more than half a year ago.

"Mr. Mitchell, it's here." The white man in front reminded.

And at the same time as saying this, the white man muttered in his heart, the last time the boss also asked him to pick up Mitchell, but due to the traffic jam on the road at that time, Mitchell and the little wave demon did it directly in the back.

Even if he is not GAY, the voice of the little wave demon is indeed so profound that he will not be able to forget it for the next few months!

It's a pity that the road is not congested this time.

What the white driver in front of her thought, Luo Bai didn't know, she only knew that the moment the car stopped, she breathed a sigh of relief.

There was always a feeling that Shen Ce wanted to fake with her.

The door in the back seat opened, and a tall man stepped out of the car with a red cheek and a shirt collar wide open.

The white man who came out of the passenger seat secretly glanced at it, and unexpectedly saw a few red marks on the neck of the black-haired boy.

And the young man's misty green eyes were like washed jade, and there was a treacherous monster flashing in them, like a hook quenched with poison, which seduced people's souls.

"Mr. Mitchell, this way, please." White driver road.

Arriving at a new place, the black-haired boy seemed curious, jumped out of the man's arms, looked here, looked there.

But whether it was at the gate of the castle or on the way into the castle, the boy was holding one of the man's arms from beginning to end, childishly hugging.

"Dear Mr. Mitchell, you are very welcome." The middle-aged butler in a tuxedo bent down to Shen Ce.

John the Serpent King was British, but for some reason, he set his base in the United States.

And although it was in the United States, it did not prevent him from making his territory Anglometric.

Shen Ce nodded, "Mr. Upton, I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

The butler Upton smiled gently, "Although the master is not here for a while, I think I can provide you with the most satisfactory service, Mr. Mitchell, do you want to dine first?" Or go change your clothes?! ”

Shen Ce touched the short hair of the young man next to him very easily, and the soft touch like silk made him rub it a few times, and then simply put his hand on it.

Shen Ce smiled: "Let's dine first, I've been eyeing John's wine here for a long time." ”

"Yes, Mr. Mitchell, please come with me."

The castle is very large and lavishly decorated.

John seems to have been a lover of vintage decoration, as the carpet on the floor, the scrolls on the walls, and the pendulum clock in the hall are all imbued with the atmosphere of the seventeenth century.

In the hall there was a very long table, on which were placed many candle stands that could hold three white candles, and in addition to the chic candle stands, there were a dozen or so plates of fruit on a long table covered with dark gold tablecloths.

Apples, pears, grapes.

There are all kinds of them, and they are carefully placed and pleasing to the eye.

The dish came up quickly.

The people who came up with the tray were all handsome young people.

There were men and women, and they were trained to be very obedient.

The green-eyed young man standing next to the man flattened his mouth, as if he felt aggrieved by the man's gaze on others.

But at this moment, the man didn't seem to be in the mood to tease him.

And looking at Luo Bai's face, the housekeeper Upton sighed, "Mr. Mitchell, where did you find a cosmetic surgeon this time, this technique is really great!" ”