Crestel gathered his sleeves. He put down the Scripture in his hand, slightly turned his face and looked into her eyes. "I was really worried about you just now. There''s nothing to hide."

    Shen Wanqing was stunned when he looked at corester who suddenly became direct.

    Why is it so direct? I just said no!

    Men are really men. They change their faces when they say they change their faces.

    ——

    In the morning, housekeeper Werner came to deliver breakfast. Corester could not be interrupted in prayer, so Shen Wanqing went to open the door.

    Shen Wanqing still remembers that after opening the door, housekeeper Werner saw himself, and his eyes slowly changed from amazing to gratifying.

    It''s like seeing your pig finally arch cabbage.

    Shen Wanqing looked at the young man who chewed slowly in front of her. She lay on the table and looked at him with her head askew. "Coronation, how about breakfast? Does it still suit your appetite?"

    "Well," replied corester blandly, sipping his lips.

    "Just suit your appetite. If there is anything you don''t like to eat, tell wernaha and he will handle it." Shen night counted his head and said.

    Krister took the chopsticks in his hand and gave a meal. He looked at Shen Wanqing with his side eyes and seemed to have some doubts, "don''t you eat?"

    "Eat." Shen Wanqing nodded. "I''ll eat it when you finish eating."

    "Why?" the Pope was a little confused.

    Shen Wanqing licked the sharp tiger teeth with the tip of his tongue, smiled and said, "you eat, I eat you."

    The other party paused and soon understood. He sipped his lips. Shen Wanqing thought that corester wouldn''t care about himself. Unexpectedly, corester nodded his head and replied, "OK."

    Shen Wanqing chuckled.

    She sat patiently waiting for the youth to have breakfast, looked at each other''s slightly bulging snow-white cheeks, and Shen Wanqing supported his cheeks and sighed.

    Eating is so good-looking. It''s not eating. It''s clearly art!

    When the young man put down his chopsticks, Shen Wanqing licked his lips and asked him, "finished?"

    "Well," he nodded softly.

    "Then I''ll eat it?"

    Ignoring the unnaturalness in his heart, corester nodded and pulled the snow-white collar open. He pursed his lips slightly, precious and holy, "drink."

    ——

    Night.

    It was a dark sky. There were no stars in the sky, only a sickle like crescent moon.

    The castle lights were bright. At this time, an uninvited guest came to the castle gate. The man was wrapped in a black cloak and only showed a pair of scarlet eyes.

    The visitor reached out his old hand and knocked on the door. The heavy knock sounded. Soon the door was opened.

    The butler of the ancient castle looked at the man in front of him and asked, "who are you?"

    The man''s voice was hoarse and low, rubbing hard like particles, "I''m Austin, tell smock I''m coming." then the man in front of him took off his hat and showed his old face and white beard.

    The housekeeper glanced at Austin and then nodded, "follow me in and wait in the palace. I''ll inform the count."

    Austin sat down and the eagle''s eyes were dark and calm.

    Shortly after the housekeeper left, a middle-aged man followed him.

    The middle-aged man has thick black hair, strong posture, deep eyebrows and straight facial features.

    Smock came over and sat opposite Austin. Smock asked, "what''s the matter when Austin came all the way to visit?"