At breakfast Anna told Karenin about that Tom Sirin.
"I asked him to do odd jobs at the stable temporarily." Anna said while poking the eggs on the plate. When she looked up and saw Karenin's eyes, she blinked and ate the egg.
"Will it affect you?" she added after a moment's thought. "I think you'd better check. He's a German ex-soldier."
"I'll do it." Karenin said after a moment of pondering, "It shouldn't matter."
"That's good." Anna smiled happily, "Although I don't want to die, I also don't want my kindness to cause you trouble."
Karenin's voice became softer: "You don't need to worry about this. This is enough for now."
"Are you indirectly saying that you are powerful?" Anna looked up and joked.
"I didn't mean that." Karenin didn't follow her joke, he glanced at the time on his pocket watch, he had to go to work.
Anna said before the other party could speak: "Let's go, I will finish eating them."
Karenin nodded: "Don't always go on a diet."
"A proper diet is good for my body." Anna said, and then complained, "It's a good thing I'm thin enough, you know that when I go to Countess Lydia or Betsy and the others, I can't be too thin." Out of line. Those dresses take my breath away."
"It will be fine after a while." Karenin said something, but Anna didn't take it seriously, because her husband's kiss had already taken away her full attention.
After Karenin left, Anna continued to finish her breakfast.
She originally thought that Karenin hadn't noticed this, so in order not to be strangled by the skirts of this era, she always consciously kept herself from eating too much.
"Would you like more milk, madam?" Anushka asked.
Anna shook her head.
After finishing her breakfast, she rested for a while, and then went to the stable to find Mr. Tom Sirling from yesterday.
The gentleman was bathing a bay colt when she passed.
Because it was summer, the German rarely relaxed his collar, wearing a white shirt, suspenders, and hard riding boots.
The horses in Karenin's family were not mild-tempered. Although they were quite obedient, the gentleman's coat was still a little wet during the whole process.
Anushka turned her head slightly with a blushing face.
"Do you think it's okay, Mr. Xilin." Anna asked with a raised voice.
The blond man stopped brushing the horse's back, turned his head, his hair was still dripping, and when he saw Anna, he smiled and showed his white teeth.
"Not bad, ma'am."
Anna took a few steps forward and then stopped. She saw Peter walking over with a piece of thatch in his mouth, so she deliberately gave him a sideways look: "You are happy and relaxed now, aren't you?"
Peter came over, not afraid: "You have to let my old bones relax, young man, I have plenty of strength, and there is no harm in doing more."
Mr. Xilin shrugged his shoulders: "I am strong and can do it."
"You can talk, kid." Peter patted the other person on the shoulder, then took the brush and said, "Go to Madam first, she has something to tell you."
The blond-haired man was not attached, so he gave the things to Peter, and went to wash his hands in the water. Anna observed that the other party rubbed his palms with simple soap.
"What do you want to ask me? Ma'am." Mr. Xilin walked up to Anna, smiling gently and harmlessly.
Although this man was taller and stronger than Karenin, Anna did not feel any oppressive aura from him. If it weren't for some of his behaviors while walking, Anna would hardly have thought that the other party was a veteran.
"I think Peter should have told you about my husband's identity, Mr. Xilin."
"Yes." The man nodded.
Anna looked at each other: "I heard you said that you traveled all over the world to find your fiancée." She paused and continued, "I hope you don't mind, but obviously because of my husband's status, I still have to With your status as a veteran, there's always going to be some sensitivity in that."
"I understand, ma'am, you can ask, I don't mind." Mr. Xilin smiled again.
"Okay. Maybe you don't mind clarifying the story a little bit more, and if you really don't have a problem, maybe we can help you find it."
"If you would really help me, I would be very grateful," said Mr. Sirling.
He started to tell the story, which was actually not that complicated, just a little regretful. My childhood sweetheart, I was planning to get married, but Mr. Xilin had to serve in the military.
"When I came back from visiting relatives, her mother said that she was missing, so I typed a discharge report and used some connections. I later found out that she was abducted by a group of people."
"How long have you been looking for it?"
"Almost five years." The man said quietly.
Anna looked at each other, a little surprised. If the girl was almost sixteen years old that year, if it was five years, she would be twenty-one years old now. For a girl, a lot can happen in five years.
Mr. Xilin smiled: "Five years is a long time, but I think as long as there is no bad news, it is good news. There is always hope, isn't it?"
After this conversation, Anna felt a little awe of Mr. Xilin in her heart.
When Karenin came back from the ministry in the afternoon, Anna made a pot of black tea for him, and then slowly talked about what happened.
"There is no news for five years, and the result may not be very good." Karenin said after taking a sip of tea, and he put down the teacup.
"Either she has passed away, or she has started a new life."
"I know, too, but maybe we can help him if we can," Anna said. "Will it be difficult for you?"
"Don't make too much noise, there may be some news. Did you promise that gentleman?"
Anna shook her head and said with a smile, "Although I'm a little kind, I'm not stupid. I just want to ask you first." She blinked, "Also, if there's nothing wrong, let him help you. It’s fine for me to take care of the shop for a while, it shouldn’t be a problem for such a big man to beat off a few bad guys.”
"A very sensible approach." Karenin gave a rare compliment.
After a while, Karenin said again: "After a while, at the banquet of Mr. Prince Yuspov, Anna, Princess Yuspov preferred to dress up and was keen to accept new things. The most important thing is that her words are very important to the prince. Influential. And one thing I do know is that her GP has advised her to give up those girdles for a while."
"You're thinking… "
"Yes." Karenin nodded, "It's nothing unusual. Many noble ladies use pink cheeks when they have tuberculosis as their target. I always think this is extremely crazy. But I didn't intend to go to interfere with them."
"Everything will have its ups and downs. It is not easy to change the aesthetic indicators of an era, and their decline is definitely not because the concept of "beauty" has been changed, but it is a result of human intervention to the extreme. It’s just a backlash. When too many people’s lives are not guaranteed due to this approach to clothing, it’s much easier to be discarded.”
"So, I'm the reason you want to intervene, right?" Anna picked out the important points from the bunch of rational words, and asked with a smile.
Karenin was dumbfounded for a moment, then coughed lightly, and then said quickly: "Anna, you must know that what I have always emphasized is that health is very important. No matter how gorgeous the clothes are, they should not override human life. . This is an extremely immoral code."
"Ah, yes." Anna nodded, not being led away, but firmly insisted on her point, and said sweetly, "So, you just don't want me to be sad, right?"
Karenin was silent for a while, then stood up and said, "Wasting food is a very bad behavior, Anna." Then, as if fleeing, the man left quickly, leaving only Anna who was stumbling around with a smile.
After Anuschka came in, he saw his wife smiling uncontrollably.
"Has something happened, ma'am?" Anushka asked.
"It's true that something happened." Anna wiped away her tears.
Anushka waited for a while, and seeing that Anna did not continue, she stopped asking. She has always been such a stable person.
Anna looked at Anushka for a while, then turned her head to signal the latter to come over, and asked in a low voice in the other's ear.
"You..." Anushka looked at his wife a little shyly, and under the affirmative gaze of the other party, she could only give up coddling and answer the other party in a low voice.
At night, Karenin raised his head from the official document. He first pressed his sore shoulder, and then realized something.
It was quiet in the study, his wife was not opposite.
Karenin tidied up the table. Just as he was about to open the door of the bedroom, he found that the door opened before him.
Karenin looked down at his wife slightly: "What are you doing?" The latter seemed to be frightened, and almost jumped up, until he confirmed that it was him, and blushed again.
"I, I was going to find you." Anna cleared her voice and said.
"What's wrong?" Karenin found himself pulled into the bedroom as soon as he finished speaking.
Now it was his wife who was close to the door, and he stood to one side. He saw his wife carefully close the door, she is not usually such a careful person. This shows that she doesn't want others to see what happened next.
Because it is a summer night, the moonlight always looks extra bright. Although the outline and silhouette of people can be seen clearly without candles, it is still a bit strange without candle lighting.
"Why don't you light a candle?" asked Karenin.
After he finished speaking, he was going to light the candlesticks, but Anna stopped him.
"Don't order."
Karenin heard a slight tremor in his wife's voice.
He hesitated for a moment, held the other's hand, and asked with concern, "Are you sick?"
"No, I just want to show you something." The wife whispered.
"Then I should light the candle, Anna, otherwise I won't be able to see clearly." After hearing that his wife was not sick, Karenin once again breathed a sigh of relief, and he planned to light the candle again, because to be honest, although The wife said she was fine, but he still had to look to be sure.
"Don't order."
He was pulled again.
"I said, I want to show you something, Alexei. You, you let me prepare." The last sentence was almost squeezed out of the throat, with a little trill.
Karenin turned around, raised his hand by the moonlight, and placed it on Anna's forehead.
"I'm really not sick." Some voices couldn't laugh or cry.
When Karenin frowned and was about to ask again, he was gently pushed to sit on the end of the bed.
The transparent gauze curtain was gently lifted by the night wind, and from the shadows to the moonlight, Karenin could finally see his wife in its entirety.
For some reason, Anna had an unconcealable blush on her face.
She wore a white nightgown trimmed with moon-white satin, with marigolds embroidered with silver thread.
Karenin had never seen his wife wearing such a nightgown. Compared with the warmth of the dressing gown, this nightgown seemed light, as if it weighed nothing, and hung lazily on her shoulders.
The neckline is obviously not opened too much, and it is not even comparable to the luxurious dresses of some ladies at the dinner party, but at this moment, it seems to have some kind of magical power.
"What are you going to tell me?" he asked in a low voice.
The wife didn't answer immediately, but just raised her right hand and parted her hair tremblingly. Then she approached him, bent down, and with her right hand took hold of Karenin's hand which had been resting on her lap.
"You can see for yourself." She said in an almost encouraging tone, and then unconsciously licked her lips to hide her shyness.
That hand was warm, and compared to Anna's own trembling, that hand seemed much calmer. Just when she was not sure, the man moved his fingers and untied the slipknot on her dress.
When the belt was undone and the excess skin was exposed to the air, Anna shivered slightly.
It wasn't fear or cold, after all, it was summer, and it was her lover who sat in front of her and touched her.
That hand paused for a moment, then lifted it up firmly, gently pulled down the collar with the right hand, across the shoulder, grabbed Anna's right hand with the left hand, pulled her into his arms, and then slowly touched it upwards, When it reached the waist, it stopped.
Anna knows what she looks like now.
Her too fair skin was pink from too much embarrassment, and her clothes were brought down and slid down to her elbows.
Her whole body seemed to be opened, and her heartbeat seemed to rush out of her chest.
"I think this should save most women," she whispered, suddenly wanting to put on her nightgown.
In fact, this corset was nothing at all, it was very ordinary, it didn't push up the chest, and it didn't reveal much. It's just more comfortable, there's no more fabric at the bottom, and if this was before, it would even be a very modest underwear.
"It's okay, right?" she said quickly, trying to pull out her right hand, but was held down.
"If you're asking me for advice," the man whispered, then paused, his blue eyes lifted slightly to look at her, "I think it's best to wait a little longer."
"I..." Anna gasped for breath.
Karenin pulled her closer again, his thigh, still in trousers, pressed against the bend of her knee, and Anna could feel how the muscles tensed there.
That hand, a big hand with a little callus, swam a bit, and came to her spine in a slightly itchy way, came to the center of the shoulder blade, and stayed in the depression.
Anna was startled, her gray eyes opened wide, she clearly... didn't say anything...
Perhaps some things are self-taught, and after fumbling with the little buckle, Anna felt her husband try to untie it, but without success.
A troubled expression appeared on Karenin's face, and his brows were now raised from the expression of concentration.
Anna couldn't bear it, she almost wanted to tell the other party, but it was obviously still the same sentence, some things had nothing to do with the times.
Instinctively, Karenin decided to raise his other hand, which brought him closer to his wife.
Anna's own hands had been loosened a long time ago, but she didn't know what to do, she just stood there, and after feeling the buckle was loosened, she suddenly closed her eyes in embarrassment.
She had expected Karenin to make a move, but he didn't.
As if time stopped, she heard the man's deep voice.
"Can I?"
"Of course." She answered in a low voice, then took a deep breath, and said, "I am your wife, and you are my husband."
"Of course you can, Alexei." Anna said softly, as gentle as water. Overcoming her shyness, she turned her eyes to her husband.
Her gray eyes met Karenin's blue eyes in midair, and she saw something else, but something more that hadn't changed at all.
Karenin will never be the kind of person who can show a bright and warm smile. His blue eyes can no longer be as clear as a teenager, with the ignorance of ignorance of world affairs. He was a man, and at this moment, Anna could clearly see that the other's eyes still revealed some kind of secret depth.
His brows furrowed slightly, indicating that he was thinking. In fact, this also shows that rationality has not completely dissipated, making him addicted to it.
But that's what it is, that's who he is.
Ana smiled and freed her arms from their restraints.
During the movement, the long curly hair was scattered, covering some of the scenery on the chest. Because of this, she no longer bent over to cover up something shyly. Instead, she gently lifted her black hair, her left arm rested on the inside of her right elbow, and her smooth skin was as smooth as suet under the moonlight. The alluring fragrance.
Anna's cheeks were flushed like roses, she stood up straight, but she was not rigid. Her thick eyelashes fluttered, waiting for the touch that would fall on her.
One point, the soft touch between the fingertips, and then the middle finger and ring finger's pads, close to her flat belly. It was soft there, and it tingled a little when touched, almost making her want to laugh.
She really almost laughed, but Karenin's left hand was pressed against her sensitive waist again, and before she could react, she was hugged.
With a sudden rotation, the back of the head was close to the bed, and the whole body sank into it.
Anna swallowed, her gray pupils slightly dilated, her eyes moved on the man's face, and then focused on the man's eyes.
"I..." She wanted to say something, but her lips were gently pressed by Karenin's thumb.
The fingertips moved slowly, from the small groove in the middle of the person, to the corner of the mouth, rubbed it lightly, then followed the texture there, and then stroked to the jaw.
"What am I, Anna?" Came Karenin's deep voice.
"husband."
"anything else?"
"The one I love," Anna replied.
Her answer seemed to please the other party, or something else. In short, after her words fell, the man's fingers gently opened, stroking her jaw, and then kissed, falling on her on the lips.
This kiss is so different, sometimes soft, sometimes strong.
She had never exposed so much in front of Karenin, and when the cloth rubbed against her sensitive skin, some uncontrollable sex flowed gently from her lips.
When Anna realized it, she closed her eyes helplessly, and then, a kiss landed on the corner of her eyes, and she whispered in a low, seductive voice, "I want to look at you."
These words were so tempting that Anna opened her eyes before her mind realized it.
The cold moonlight shone in, and the dots of light illuminated a small half of the bed, which happened to make people's figure a little hazy.
Ana could see her husband above her, half in the moonlight and half hidden in gray shadows.
People are always afraid of the unknown, and so is she. However, after being afraid, when the other person's temperature is close to her, and when those eyes are watching her seriously from beginning to end, she will not be afraid of anything.
"I know you like rules, you like reason, you like just orderly arrangements, but now, I want you to hug me, Alexei." She said softly, her voice trembling thinly, but she expressed it earnestly and clearly own feelings.
The man looked at her, naturally mixed with desire, but extremely restrained.
After Anna finished speaking, the right hand that was originally propped on the bed was raised, and gently combed a lock of hair on the forehead for his wife.
He moved close to each other, and a burst of low laughter suddenly sounded in her ears, accompanied by laughter, and soft whispers, like the moonlight at night, light and bright.
"You just always like to break my rules, don't you?" His nose was rubbing against Anna's, rubbing lightly.
Anna summoned up her courage and said, "Because I love you, Alexei."
"I love you too." The man murmured.
"Just for you, Anna, my wife."
Thinly pecked and sprinkled on the side of her neck, he seemed to especially love the skin there. Thinly, warm blood flows under the skin, so warm, it seems that too much force will easily leave bruises. But precisely because of this, there is a place for those exclusive psychology to be placed, and through the kiss, it is imprinted on another person.
Anna did not resist his somewhat savage behavior, in fact, she almost condoned it.
She always did, though she was so much younger than him, she did pamper her husband like a child.
Therefore, with her connivance and permission, his restraint gradually became presumptuous, so that not long after, many wet marks were left on her delicate and tender body.
"Your clothes..." she whispered, her gray eyes were a little hazy like never before.
The man got up, and under his wife's gaze, he unbuttoned his clothes unhurriedly.
Time passed little by little, and more skin was exposed to the moonlight.
The body that has always liked to be tightly contained in the clothes is exposed little by little, like a silent performance.
When Karenin discarded the shirt aside, and raised his arms slightly to the outside of the bed in order to discard the shirt, his body, which has always been represented by emaciation in Anna's mind, was fully exposed.
The muscles can't be said to be strong, but they are strong enough. It was slightly fairer than the skin on the back of the hand, but compared to Anna herself, it was still a masculine complexion.
His chest is not weak, and the distribution of muscles can be said to be beautiful. There are even a few freckles scattered on it, not very big, and not many. Near the abdomen, there is a small brown mole, just an inch below the navel Some hairs that symbolize male vitality are exposed a little bit there.
When she observed this, her face turned red again, she turned her head, bit her lip and looked away in embarrassment.
But the husband obviously didn't intend to let her escape like this.
His right hand was raised again, supporting her face, with a low voice, gentle and seductive, letting her look at him.
Anna opened her eyes again and looked at the other party, Karenin had already sat up straight.
His thighs were half-kneeling on the edge of the bed, his muscles were tense, and the flesh of his abdomen was also tighter. His long arms held Anna's hand, and then he bent slightly, allowing her hand to touch his chest.
"This is very strange," thought Anna.
After overcoming another round of shyness, Karenin had put down her hands, and she was looking carefully at her husband's body with her head tilted.
It's not that she has never seen a male body, she has seen more than this, but this is different.
Her eyes flicked across the head of RU, which was not practical, but she still didn't dare to touch it with her fingertips.
His fingers slid across the muscle texture in the middle of his chest and reached above his belly button. During the whole movement, Karenin did not smile, and Anna felt that the other party might not be ticklish.
Her gaze followed her fingers down, and down further, until she finally reached the small mole, and touched it with a little trembling. Soon, the muscles there contracted, and she retracted her fingers in fright, and then looked at him.
She saw his blue eyes darken again, as if he had understood something, Anna nodded gently again.
The man bent down, unlike before, this time there was no barrier of clothes. Those kisses and tenderness became easier and less insatiable.
The summer sweat is a little sticky on the skin, but it doesn't make people uncomfortable, but it's high fever. But her body didn't resist.
Excessive hormone molecules seem to be evaporated from the skin, caressing gently on the eyelids.
Those sucking and kissing were so natural that later on, shame or nervousness had already been quietly smoothed and comforted in this gentle affair.
In the fragmentary sound of SHEN YIN, one person's Qing movement turned into two people's Huan joy. In the slight shaking, the only color that can be remembered is just that touch of dark blue.
When all the creatures were almost asleep, the blue eyes opened gently.
Under the thin silk cover, is the intertwined body.
The warmth of the skin brews another fragrance of love.
Karenin quietly watched his wife's sleeping face by the moonlight.
She was sent to him like a beautifully packaged candy. He wanted her so desperately, but he was afraid of hurting her when he touched her. So cautiously, I can kiss and hug, but I dare not take another step forward easily.
He originally thought that this was life, with the innocence and recklessness of his youth faded away, everything would be in order. He likes rules and rationality, but at this moment, he also loves this kind of uncontrollable.
Satisfaction and warmth made him pull his wife into his arms again, he closed his eyes, and never felt that falling asleep was a kind of happiness for a moment, because he was sure that he had caught it, and he believed that he was in its palm, will stay for a long time...
The author has something to say: I am incapable of meat. From day to night, I dare not eat. I am afraid that after eating and drinking, Karenin’s abdominal muscles will become a piece under my eyes~
PS This article should have 150,000 to 200,000 words.
In the next article of PPS, I plan to write about Queen Victoria and Prince Albert. What do you think