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Chapter 53 The Earl's Personal Servant 7
"Did you agree? Lord Josh." Agli asked him with a smile.
Su Jinzhi hesitated: "I..."
What would Reeves do if Agli stayed?
If Reeves gets angry, maybe he will knead Agli and him together.
"Agree, what are you afraid of?" Number One urged him aloud, "Reeves dare to smoke him if you don't listen to you. He likes you to smoke him the most, right?
"you're right."
Su Jinzhi immediately made up his mind. He said to Ageli: "I agree, you can stay."
Hearing Su Jinzhi's words, the maid standing next to Agli suddenly widened her eyes and glanced at the other maid, wondering how angry Mr. Reeves should be when he returned.
The smile on Agri's face faded completely. He lifted his right hand to the heart of his left chest, hung his head and said: "I will be the most faithful servant by your side, and your life will surpass me. "
No. One’s always rigid and flat electromechanical tone suddenly brought some gloat. It said: "You are finished."
Su Jinzhi: "???"
"What's over? Isn't what he said pretty good?" Su Jinzhi asked No.1. He didn't understand what No.1 meant by saying this, but No.1 ignored him as if he had disappeared.
After Agri said those words, he followed the maid to change the costume of the servant. The uniform of the close-fitting male servant was different from the uniform of other ordinary male servants. It was more gorgeous and they did not prepare in advance.
Su Jinzhi sat in the living room where he was the only one left again, and took a sip of the blood left by Agri before leaving--he thought, since Agri looks exactly like "Wind", maybe the blood will be his. What I was looking for was like strong brandy, the kind of smell that can choke people's tears.
But the strange thing is that Agli's blood is the same as his own and Reeves's-like a glass of light boiled water, without any taste.
Just putting down the crystal wine glass, Reeves opened the door and walked in. He still had a gentle smile on his face, but Su Jinzhi looked at him but felt a little bit weak.
"My dear Lord Josh, I'm back." Reeves looked at him, the corners of his lips curled up diagonally as usual.
"Ah... you're back." Su Jinzhi met his gaze and took a deep breath, "Is the Philosopher Mine's matter resolved?"
"Report to Lord Josh that everything has been resolved."
"I have something to tell you..."
"Is it about the slave Agri?" Reeves took him softly, "I've heard about it on the road."
Su Jinzhi asked him: "You already know?" Why did this news spread so quickly?
"Yes." Reeves walked to his knees and knelt down, took his left hand and kissed his fingertips, his deep gray eyes were full of his figure, "Master Josh has a new personal servant. I am about to leave, a little sad."
Su Jinzhi was itchy by him, but he didn't dare to withdraw his hand.
"But I'm still your most special existence, Lord Josh, right?" Reeves suddenly clenched his wrist, without a smile on his face, the tenderness in his eyes suddenly turned into a yin.
Su Jinzhi looked at his eyes and the heart twitched, and subconsciously twitched his hands, but Reeves held his wrist with great strength, Su Jinzhi could not pull out his hand at all, so he could only continue to lie: "Yes..."
He might have to stab me.
Su Jinzhi thought desperately.
But after listening to him, Reeves did not suddenly become mad, nor did he drew his sword to stab anyone. Instead, he lowered his eyes. The eyes were red, and the gray eyes were filled with soft water on the pupils. It was wronged: "But Lord Josh chose him."
"Why?" He murmured softly, "Obviously I am the one who has been with Mr. Josh for the longest time. That Agli is so ugly, why did Mr. choose him?"
Su Jinzhi thought for a while and decided to tell the truth: "Because his face is exactly like'Wind'."
The hall fell silent for an instant.
The wind and snow outside the Black Swan Castle still roared, and the icy flakes clashed on the rose window with tinkling noises. The warm fireplace and quiet spreading silence in the house squeezed the air even more suffocated.
"It turns out—" Reeves broke the silence, he lowered his head, Su Jinzhi couldn't see the emotions in his eyes, "Does his'wind' look exactly the same as Master Josh?"
"……Yes."
"So, even if his blood is not the taste that adults have been looking for, you have to keep him."
Su Jinzhi said: "Yes."
"Then let me serve Master Josh one more night, as a farewell." Reeves raised his head and stared at him carefully, "Please don't refuse me, my dear master."
"...Okay." Su Jinzhi agreed to his request.
But after agreeing, he regretted it again, and immediately went to call one: "One, are you there? Will he stabb me tonight? I'm so scared now."
No. 1 suddenly appeared, and the words were like golden words: "It's hard to tell."
Su Jinzhi cried and said, "Reeves's mind is too hard to guess, even harder to guess than Qin Yezhou."
One said: "This is all fate, you accept fate."
So Su Jinzhi resigned and took a rose petal bath served by Reeves. Reeves also dropped a few drops of unknown essential oil into the bath during the bath, saying it was for him to relax. Su Jinzhi was soaking in the bath, his heart beating up and down really calmed down a lot. He asked one: "Reeves is still very gentle to me. He shouldn't sting me tonight."
One continues to cherish words like gold: "It's hard to tell."
Su Jinzhi asked: "Why?"
Number One answered him: "Because of fate."
Su Jinzhi: "..."
"Enough, don't say it." Su Jinzhi painfully took a handful of water and splashed it on his face, then washed his head again with shampoo, and finally got out of the bath after washing his whole body so fragrantly.
Reeves came over with his nightgown and towel, dried him up, put on a bathrobe, and stood behind him to wipe his hair. However, as he wiped it, Reeves suddenly bent down and sniffed at the base of his ears, and exclaimed, "Master Josh smells so good..."
Su Jinzhi listened to his words and paused the action of tidying up his nightdress, and glanced at him suspiciously-why is this so gay? heard that those people in the temple are against homosexuality. Reeves used to be from the temple, so he should also be a straight man.
But Reeves quickly straightened his waist back, wiping his hair with a smile and serious face.
Seeing him so upright, Su Jinzhi felt that he was probably thinking too much, and he would forget it by himself, and he shouldn’t be able to see that everyone is fundamental. What he should worry about now is whether Reeves will stabb him tonight. .
Su Jinzhi walked back to the bedroom nervously. Reeves walked beside him with the candlestick to illuminate him. He was very well-behaved and quiet as a chicken along the way. After observing him for a long time, Su Jinzhi confirmed that there was no place on his body that might hide a holy sword, and finally felt relieved, lying relaxedly in the bed that had been heated by the maid's hot iron.
"You can go now, Reeves." Su Jinzhi said to Reeves who was standing next to his bed.
Reeves bowed to him: "May you have a good dream, Lord Josh."
Su Jinzhi closed his eyes and gave an "um" sound, and then he heard the sound of the door shutting, and the candle went out.
After lying down for a while, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
If Reeves really went out, then the door should be closed before the candle was gone. How could the candle be extinguished after the door was closed?
Su Jinzhi opened his eyes abruptly. The curtains in the bedroom were not closed. The silver of the moonlight passed through the transparent glass window and fell on the carpet. Reeves stood in the shadow, but his gray eyes were so bright as if they were glowing. , Staring at him tightly.
In an instant, Su Jinzhi's goose bumps all over his body exploded. He wrapped the quilt tightly around him, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Reeves... why haven't you left?"
"Master Josh, Reeves is gone." Reeves dropped the candlestick in his hand, took a step forward, stepped into a place with moonlight, and the moonlight shone on his face, and Su Jinzhi discovered him. His eyes are really faintly glowing.
The candlestick fell on the ground, and after the cushion of the felt blanket, it only made a dull sound, but Su Jinzhi was so scared that he almost jumped up. can’t blame him for being so persuaded. He was afraid of ghosts. What's more, Reeves looks like a ghost now. His eyes are blue and his face has a dark smile, as if he's about to pounce on the next moment. It's as scary as eating him.
"...But you are still here..." Su Jinzhi continued to wrap the quilt tighter, tears bursting.
"Oh." Reeves gave a clear smile, then raised his hand to press on his chin, and tore off the human skin on his face and threw it away. Then he walked a few steps towards him, "But I am not Revey. Si."
Su Jinzhi looked at his face dumbfounded, unable to react for a while.
Reeves got closer and closer, and finally sat on the edge of his bed, raised his hand to pinch his chin and pressed his lips to his lips and whispered softly, "Master Josh, I am your'wind'..."
Su Jinzhi patted his hand and moved back some distance, looking at him in horror.
Reeves looked at the stranger in his eyes, and the smile on his face disappeared completely.
It turns out that his face is exactly the same as that ‘wind’. He had always felt inferior because of this face before, and even used the charm of the kinship every time a teenager looked at him. He had known that the result would be like this, so why should he keep hiding in the dark to guard him?
The little white-eyed wolf didn't remember him at all, and fell in love with other people.
"What are you running?" Reeves grabbed Su Jinzhi's ankle, dragged him back with a pull, and easily suppressed all his struggles.
"Master Josh is so beautiful..." Reeves leaned down and licked from the boy's delicate collarbone to the neck, holding a piece of tender meat between the neck and sucking gently, and the femoral artery buried under the snow skin gently beating. Reading, the vitality of life was exploded again and again. Reeves pressed his lips to it, feeling the strength of each beating, restraining his nature from biting hard.
Su Jinzhi's heart trembled and subconsciously coaxed him: "You are also very beautiful..."
Unexpectedly, Reeves sneered when he heard him, then suddenly raised his head and looked down at him condescendingly: "Then you can kiss me?"
If Su Jinzhi hadn't liked Song Mingxuan before, he might have kissed him immediately, but at this moment he looked at his face and his eyes, his body could not move as if frozen.
Seeing him silent, Reeves looked colder, and the faint red light glowing under his eyes made him look like a demon in the moonlight and darkness. He pinched Su Jinzhi’s chin, forcing him to lift his head and leaned over to bite it. watched him for a long time, the tender lips like roses.
"My dear little Josh, you lied to me again." Reeves let out a sigh from his throat against the boy's lips. Warm blood gurgled from the wound without the rust-like salty taste of ordinary blood. The juvenile's blood tasted as light and tasteless as water, but it made him want to stop.
Su Jinzhi let out a "wheeze", and the physiological tears quickly flowed down the corner of his eyes and fell into the temples near his ears.
Reeves heard his screaming pain, and sucked again with the broken wound. Su Jinzhi twitched his body severely with pain. Reeves stopped all his movements again and looked at him tenderly and lovingly: "Does it hurt?"
Su Jinzhi felt that his mouth was about to rot, and he was a little confused. He opened his lips and wanted to talk. Reeves suddenly asked him, "You don't remember me, do you?"
who the hell are you?
Su Jinzhi also wanted to know who Reeves was and how he loved to drink his blood like a vampire.
Reeves raised his hand to pull the hair away from his forehead, and dropped a kiss on his forehead, with a low voice: "I'm so sad."
This familiar movement caused Su Jinzhi's heart to tremble suddenly. Suddenly an extremely absurd idea flashed in his heart. He wanted to grab its fast-leaving tail, but the thin thread slipped away from his hand.
"I would rather you continue to beat me." Reeves took his hand, placed it on his lips and gently kissed his fingertips, "I don't want you to forget me."
Su Jinzhi trembled more severely. He withdrew his hand and stared at Reeves unblinkingly, his chest rising and falling rapidly. Reeves thought he was too angry to speak.
That's right, how could the noble and arrogant Earl endure being treated like this by such an ugly slave?
"What do you need to do so that you will remember me again?" Reeves said, pulling off the gauze tent and tied Su Jinzhi's hands to the bedpost.
Su Jinzhi made a profit, only to find that Reeves was tied very skillfully, which would not hurt him, but also made him unable to break free. After Reeves tied him up, he immediately leaned over and pressed him. Su Jinzhi had no hands and could only kick him with his foot.
But Su Jinzhi soon discovered that he was doing it to death.
Because he is wearing a nightdress.
The aristocratic silk satin nightgown with very exquisite workmanship is very empty and large, and it is still bare and wearing nothing.
Reeves gave a chuckle, raised his hand to catch his ankle, and kissed his lips: "Is Mrs Josh so impatient?"
Su Jinzhi took a few deep breaths, no longer thinking about other things, and said to Reeves with a cold face: "Go away, Reeves."
"Why?" Reeves tilted his head, his face full of innocence, "Aren't you looking for me? My dear Lord Josh."
"Don't worry, I have always been your most loyal servant." Reeves said, lowering his eyes to see the young boy's slender ankle, licking all the way to the base of his leg, he felt the boy's tight body under the tip of his tongue, in his voice. In addition to the smile, there is a deep joking, "It will definitely... make you comfortable."
Su Jinzhi was shaking his body, his expression was already a little tranced, the boy's body was always sensitive and enthusiastic, he could not control himself at all, just wanted to indulge in the joy of his mouth.
But he clearly knew that the person pressing on him now was not Song Mingxuan, but a person with his face, but not him.
He keeps saying that he likes him, but now he can lie under another person.
Maybe his love is very cheap, as long as there is someone who can pursue him so passionately, he can put aside everything in the past and fall into the tide of sex with this person.
"Are you comfortable?" Reeves looked into the boy's eyes.
Those eyes that he loved so much, precious and beautiful like sapphires, were full of tears and sorrow at the moment. The moonlight shone on them, and they were gently rippling and crushed, sliding down their cheeks. Reeves looked All the movements that he suddenly stopped were also silent and helpless.
Reeves remembered that there was a kind of sapphire on the mainland. After being polished into a curved surface, the top of the gem would show six starbursts, which looked like stars. The boy's eyes were as deep and translucent as this sapphire, but now he personally smashed this precious gem that he loved.
He held the young man's head, frowned and asked in confusion, "Did I make you painful?"
The boy closed his eyes and was silent.
Reeves looked at him, and the softness in his eyes was gradually replaced by coldness. He leaned over and tortured the boy as well as himself.
"Are you in pain?" He asked the boy this question repeatedly, as if he had to get an answer before he would give up, "But I am also in pain..."
Su Jinzhi finally couldn't help crying when he heard what he said. He was aggrieved and sad, thinking that you hurt a few times before I hurt.
Reeves's voice was low and full of sex, seduce him like a little hook: "My dear Josh, you can hug me and I will make you happier."
Song Mingxuan seduce him in the same tone. Su Jinzhi heard that he had become almost the same as Song Mingxuan's voice, half of his heart was confessing his fate, half of it was helpless, and mixed with some despicable thoughts-Song Mingxuan was dead, and He is dead in this world.
But he is in a new world now, he can think of Reeves as Song Mingxuan, so that he won't have to suffer so much, he won't know.
It's like a new relationship after a broken relationship, isn't it?
Su Jinzhi closed his eyes and put his hand around the man's neck.
"I love you, I love you." Reeves repeated these words and kissed him lovingly.
"My dear little Josh..."
Su Jinzhi half-closed his eyes as he watched the man sigh and kiss him tenderly, his deep gray eyes revealed infinite tenderness. He raised his head to accept the man's kiss, and the saliva that was too late to swallow flowed down the corners of their glued lips. He released his hands holding the sheets, hugged the man's broad back, and gradually sank into the darkness.
That night, Su Jinzhi had a dream. He dreamed about the childhood of Count Josh Hillier.
Josh Hillier was very poor when he was a child.
In order to ensure that their so-called pure bloodlines, the nobles usually marry close relatives, and it is lucky if the children born to close relatives are not deformed, not to mention other strange diseases. This is how the Hillier family's porphyria appeared. of.
This is a genetic disease.
The Hillier family has lived in the Leeds Mountains far away from warmth and sunshine for generations. Although they are sitting on countless wealth and sorcerer mines, they will never be able to live in the sun with integrity.
Josh Hillier was not his father's legitimate son, his mother was just a maid named Bertie. She has beautiful blonde hair and sapphire eyes, so old Josh fell in love with her. Josh Hillier inherited her mother’s beautiful and exquisite appearance and dazzling blond hair, and shines like the sun in this black swan castle that has never been exposed to golden sunlight, but he also inherited from old Josh , The most terrifying bloodthirsty instinct of the Hillier family.
Poor Bertie did not understand why she had enough food and milk, but her children were always sick. Until one day, the rare sunshine hit Black Swan Castle, and the people in the castle avoided it in horror, but Bertie took Josh Hillier to bask in the sun.
Seeing the golden warm light, Bertie felt her heart also brightened.
But at night, Josh Hillier had a high fever, and his white and tender skin seemed to have been scorched by fire. Crystal red blisters appeared, which burst and rot.
From that day on, Bertie understood how ridiculous she wanted to take her child out of the Leeds Mountains and start a new life in the bustling capital.
Little Josh Hillier survived on Bertie's blood, a small cup every day, and never stopped.
He frowned and asked her suspiciously, "Mom, can I not drink it?"
Bertie stroked his hair lovingly and asked him, "No, why doesn't Josh want to drink?"
Everyone in the Hillier family likes red blood. Even when Old Josh saw her for the first time, he just scratched her finger to taste her taste.
The old Josh at that time said that her blood was sweet, as sweet as golden honey.
"Because it is bitter." Josh Hillier pursed his mouth, very resisting, "It is bitter, Mom, I don't like it."
Has it become bitter?
Bertie thought in a daze, but she still passed the cup to Josh Hillier's mouth: "Drink if you don't like it, Josh can only be healthy if you drink it."