I looked curiously at the driver. He was wearing a yellow camouflage uniform, with a long rifle slung over his shoulder. Right now, he was leaning casually against the seat, his big boots resting disrespectfully on the windshield of the open-top off-road vehicle. In short, his demeanor was very lax, and he seemed... unreliable.
Turning my head, I saw that Antoninus had followed Marcus to a nearby withered tree. I had no choice but to return to the car and proceed with my plan to secretly take photos.
However, as soon as I removed the lens cap, the driver reached out and snatched my camera away. "Wow, what a clever little gadget."
The voice was familiar. I looked up, and there before me was that insolent and arrogant face.
"Lucius!" I exclaimed in surprise.
"Hush," Lucius made a shushing gesture, winking and saying, "Keep quiet, my sweet."
He jumped out of the car, leaning casually against the vehicle's door as he continued to observe the two
I took a deep breath and thanked Roman again."Hehe, these days, I've heard you say thank you too many times," Roman chuckled softly, his voice captivating. "So, any more practical ways to show your gratitude? How do you plan to thank me?"I replied, "Well, once we get back, I'll treat you to dinner?"Roman hesitated for a moment, seeming somewhat dissatisfied. However, he still agreed with a smile, "Alright, after we return, I'll wait for your call."Lucius, who had been eavesdropping nearby since he returned, spoke up with a cold warning, "You'd better stay away from this guy. This little snake is capable of betraying even his own father. Do you really trust him?""He's just doing the right thing," I replied."No, he's doing what benefits him," Lucius retorted.I said, "He's not that kind of person.""Why? Do you really know him? Do you know everything he's done?" Lucius fired a barrage of questions, leaving me momentarily sp
I lost my balance and fell on top of Antoninus.Antoninus hugged me gently, with his hose-filled arms."Are you crazy?" I scolded him angrily.If one of these hoses misplaces a needle, it pierces a blood vessel and bulges under the skin.It hurts just to think about it. Isn't he scared at all?I tried to get off him.But his arms continued to hold me in their arms, and I was too frightened to move.'Let go of me!"Yes. But you must kiss me."'What?I suspected I had misheard, and looked into his eyes in surprise.He's the one in the weak spot right now.How dare he threaten me back?His long, thick lashes quivered gently, and his deep eyes were tender and touching.Obviously very sincere expression, but what he said is too shameless.I bit my teeth and coldly warned, "You'd better let me go right now!" Or else... I'll pull out your needle right now!"Anoninus raised an eye
Sleeping on a plane is a real pain.Occasionally encountered turbulence, fuselage tremor a few times, directly wake people from sleep.Anyway, I didn't sleep well that night.And the consequence of not sleeping soundly is that I have been unconsciously moving in bed all night.By the time I woke up rubbing my eyes, I was resting on Antoninus's chest and my cheeks were cold and sticky.I opened my eyes and got up, and, my God, Antoninus was left with a pool of transparent spit on his chest.I blushed and watched quietly.Fortunately, Antoninus is still asleep.So I quickly got out of bed, found two tissues, and gently wiped the saliva from his chest.And by the time I started wiping, I realized the bastard was already awake.He's just pretending to sleep the whole time.As Antoninus took a breath and began to say something else, I covered his mouth. "Shut up! Don't talk!"I didn't mean to do it!
I thought my bold actions would anger Antoninus, but to my surprise, he went along with it. After I was satisfied and stopped, he raised an eyebrow and asked, "Was it fun?""It was okay," I replied. I used a towel to clean him up and then admired this brand new body in front of me. I couldn't resist touching it again.Antoninus raised an indifferent eyebrow, "If you're done playing, please leave. I need to use the restroom.""Alright, go ahead."Surprisingly, the injured Antoninus was unexpectedly obedient while recovering. It made me unable to resist wanting to tease him. But as time passed, our journey was finally coming to an end, and we were about to land back at the castle.I leaned over the table by the plane's window, gazing at the blue sky and white clouds outside, feeling worried, "So, where do you plan to recover?"Antoninus was puzzled, "Don't you want me to go home?""It's not that," I explained, concerned, "I'm just worri
It was clear that Antoninus' words had piqued Chris's interest."My classmate also has a gun," Chris said, his eyes wide and innocent, a familiar trick he used whenever he wanted something. Instead of directly asking for it, he would drop hints.Sure enough, he continued, "His grandpa gave it to him! He said the gun is over a hundred years old but still looks brand new! It even has gold patterns on it, very, very beautiful!""Chris!" I couldn't help but remind him, "Don't forget what you promised your mom."Chris turned to me with a pout, his deep blue eyes swirling with charm. He always had me wrapped around his little finger. "Mom, you have a gun too!"I was taken aback for a moment. Antoninus, slow as he might be, had surely caught on to Chris's intentions by now. So, he leaned in, forehead to forehead with Chris, and indulgently asked, "Do you want one too?"Chris cheekily chuckled, "I listen to Dad.""Alright, Dad promises you."
Chris pushed both of us in front of the screen, acting like a little teacher, explaining the functions of each button on the controllers. However, I had no interest in any of this.Before he could finish his explanations, I quickly ushered him to bed, "Hurry and go to sleep, or you won't grow tall!"That sentence always worked wonders on Chris. Ever since he met Antoninus, he had wanted to become a tall and strong man like his dad. So, he obediently crawled under the covers and fell asleep quickly.Listening to his peaceful and rhythmic breathing after he fell asleep, I couldn't help but kiss his soft cheek a few times.Turning around, I was surprised to see Antoninus still sitting in front of the screen, struggling to control the character with one hand, his movements both comical and endearing."Hey," I softly reminded him, "you should go to bed too."Antoninus shook his head, saying, "I promised Chris I'd help him clear this level. I can'
Antoninus's unexpected sweet words made my heart flutter for a moment, but I didn't get lost in them. I believed that Antoninus was speaking from the heart, but the future held too many uncontrollable factors. Let alone "forever," it was hard to say if I could stay by Antoninus's side until Chris came of age. So, I just leaned on his arm, rested in his palm, and then sat up with a lazy stretch, saying, "Let's go to sleep!""Shh..." Antoninus gestured for me to be quiet with his eyes.It was only then that I realized Chris was sleeping soundly in bed. Fortunately, this little guy always had good sleep quality, and he hadn't been awakened by our noise.I tiptoed back to the bed. However, Antoninus remained standing on the floor, engrossed in watching the characters on the screen. It seemed that Antoninus wasn't much different from Chris; they both had a fascination with electronic games.But by the next morning, I realized I had misunderstood him. He seemed
With the fish in hand, the cooking process became much easier. I skillfully prepared the fish, gathered the seasonings, and before long, a steaming hot fish dish was ready.When I looked up, I noticed Antoninus standing by the door, leaning on an IV stand. He looked like a knight with a spear, appearing handsome and charming as ever. His steps were as calm and indifferent as his expression.I picked up a piece of fish with my knife and fork, blew on it to cool it down, and brought it to his lips. "Try this, how does it taste?"Antoninus chewed thoughtfully for a moment and then replied in a calm tone, "The taste is good, but the presentation of the dish needs improvement.""What do you mean?" I asked, feeling a bit annoyed. After all my hard work, he had the audacity to nitpick?"I'm saying this because it's important," Antoninus explained. "In a little while, I'll be visiting an orphanage, and we will be making lunch for the children together."