Ge Xiu tugged at the hem of his clothes a little uncomfortably.
He hadn't worn any clothes since he came to this world. At this moment, he was suddenly stuffed into a dress. Although it was carefully cut by a royal tailor according to his body shape, the feeling that his limbs were bound by fabric was still there. Some are hard to get used to.
He loosened his neckline, feeling finally able to breathe again this time.
Just then, the door opened.
Rowett strode in. He was wearing a royal-specification dress. The design between hunting and military uniform perfectly outlined his broad shoulders and narrow waist. The black fabric was embossed with silver. The dark lines of the robe, the royal emblem flickered faintly in the light, and the wide robe horns rolled black waves behind it, which was really pleasing to the eye.
When he saw Ge Xiu, he stopped abruptly.
Under the sharp and high eyebrows, a pair of deep and dark eyes looked unpredictable, and the line of sight as sharp as a blade slashed the young man in front of him inch by inch, without a word for a long time.
Ge Xiu looked down at his clothes in a strange way—
There's nothing weird about it
He raised his head and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"
Did he wear something wrong
Roweite stared at him fixedly, his eyes were as deep as abyss. After a long time, he calmly said, "It's nothing, I just regret it a little."
regret what
Ge Xiu didn't react for a while.
Lovett didn't give him time to react, but stepped forward directly, quickly shortening the distance between the two, he picked up a strand of Ge Xiu's hair hanging on his cheek, and asked, "Get ready Go like this?"
Ge Xiu followed his line of sight and frowned worriedly. His hair was too long this time. The long blue-purple hair was slightly curled and hung down to his waist. It wasn't obvious at the time, but it became cumbersome when it came to land, and even simply shaking his head could feel the weight that couldn't be ignored.
He thought for a while: "Should I cut it?"
Rowett didn't think about it, but refused: "It's not necessary."
He slowly took a half step forward, raised his hand to gather the hair on Ge Xiu's temples, and dexterously passed his long, slender fingers through the soft and thick hair, and then tucked a little behind his head—
Lovett lowered his head, looked at Gexiu's current appearance for a long time, and then hooked his lips in satisfaction.
The attendant who was waiting on the side was very discerning and handed over the girdle.
Lovett took the girdle, leaned forward slightly, and almost completely embraced the slender boy into the narrow space formed by his arms and chest. He maintained this almost hugging posture, flexibly tied up Ge Xiu's hair, Even ingeniously tied a bow on the back of his head.
He took a few steps back.
Ge Xiu shook his head novelly, his long hair was tied into a neat ponytail, and there was an interesting sense of swinging when he swayed.
A strange color flashed in Lovett's eyes. He took a deep breath, looked away, and said in a half-joking half-serious tone, "We'd better go now—before I regret it."
The huge hall is illuminated by huge and bright chandeliers, countless luxurious sculptures and decorations are shining under the lights, the huge ballroom is shining, and moving music is flowing in the air. An understated elegance.
Countless gorgeously dressed men and women swirled in the hall like moths, and the neatly dressed attendants carried silver trays full of champagne among the guests. Everyone seemed to be immersed in the hustle and bustle. Under the smile, there seems to be a little bit of absent-mindedness that can't be concealed, as if waiting for something.
Until - the real protagonist walks into it.
Everyone has more or less guessed what the dance partner chosen by His Majesty the Emperor will look like, but no one could have imagined that His Majesty the Supreme Emperor would not shy away from bringing a young man here.
Although homosexuality is now very common, I am afraid that only Lovett is the only one who brings men to the royal ball so blatantly.
—and...with such an amazing appearance.
A series of low-pitched puffs sounded, and the entire hall was instantly silent.
A stunned attendant didn't hold the tray steady, and smashed two glasses of champagne, the sound of the glass suddenly breaking was particularly harsh in the hall - countless unexplainable gazes were cast from all directions, scorching hot, Stunning, shocking, and hostile, Ge Xiu was completely shrouded in it in an instant.
Lovett looked slightly cold, and his eyes swept lightly.
Everyone immediately retracted their gazes in fear, for fear of causing trouble - after all, this majesty's madness never cared about the occasion.
Ge Xiu did not feel offended at all.
He has long been used to this feeling of being watched, no matter which world he was in before, he was the absolute focus. And he himself is the type who is willing to show off, these glances and looks are really painless to him.
His attention was now completely on the huge long table at one end of the ballroom.
Countless cold dishes were placed on it, and the drinks were even more dazzling—the previous hunger was slowly coming from the depths of the body again, and Ge Xiu felt that all his thoughts were wrapped around it. The etiquette and cutscenes of welcoming the emperor have been completely ignored.
When he came back to his senses again, the brisk music had already sounded.
The first dance of the ball begins.
Lovett saluted him gracefully, his slender palms stretched out, the corners of his lips were hooked carelessly, and the depths of his dark eyes flashed with an almost pleasant light, with a cold and charming strange charm: "Do I have How about this honor?"
Ge Xiu looked at him in surprise: "I won't."
Lovett didn't mind: "I can teach you."
Ge Xiu glanced at the many noble men and women waiting for the emperor to lead the dance: "Are you sure?"
The smile deepened on Rowett's lips: "They won't have an opinion." - No one dared.
"Actually, I'm not used to walking yet." Ge Xiu refused.
Lovett was indifferent: "I can hold you if you don't mind."
Ge Xiu: "..." He was out of words.
He shrugged indifferently, put his hand on the palm of the other party's invitation to dance, stood up with Lovett's strength, and walked into the dance floor with him.
The sound of music is flowing in the air, the fragrance is floating, and the lights are bright.
Ge Xiu was rigidly guided by the opponent, and his legs were almost entangled.
Rowett patiently guided step by step: "Left foot forward first... No, not right foot, left foot..."
"Hand on my shoulder... not this hand—that one—"
His brow suddenly jumped.
Ge Xiu stepped back in a hurry and stepped on the other's foot to take it back. He frowned in annoyance, and apologized in a low voice in the sound of music: "I'm sorry..."
Rowett raised the corners of his lips uncontrollably, and under his sharp eyebrows, a bright smile flashed in his deep eyes: "It doesn't matter."
All the people who watched him secretly and openly couldn't help but take a deep breath. They had never seen His Majesty the Emperor in such a good mood, and he didn't even change his face because of the clumsiness and rudeness of the other party - so what is the identity of that young man?
The smooth and beautiful music flows in the air, wrapping around every pair of men and women spinning on the dance floor like silky silk, the swirl of gorgeous skirts are like flowers blooming on marble, and the graceful sliding dance steps step on every change of the music. above the rhythm.
Although Ge Xiu's grasp of his legs is not very sensitive, Lovett is indeed a good teacher with patience.
He deliberately slowed down so that Gexiu could keep up.
The air is filled with the fragrance of tulips, and the subtle sound of the friction of the skirt responds to the music, and gradually blurs into a phantom with the rotation of the dance steps.
The temperature of the human body is close at hand, so densely wrapping Ge Xiu, the palm of the hand close to the waist is so hot that it seems to be able to burn, and the scorching temperature is transmitted to the cold skin through the thin dress, in a kind of way. The almost gentle force occupied the air he breathed and the space he could see.
This feeling is really strange.
Although it can't be described as disgusting, it is very weird - Ge Xiu doesn't know how to describe it, and it is difficult to decide how to deal with it in such a short period of time. For a while, he was in a dilemma.
Suddenly, Ge Xiu seemed to sense something, raised his head, looked over Lovett's shoulder, and looked behind him.
The second floor is covered with gorgeous drapery, the gold thread embroidered on it looks so luxurious and luxurious, and it shimmers with a slight dark glow under the chandelier.
Another spin.
In the suddenly changed field of vision, Ge Xiu skillfully captured the familiar flash of light—traces of energy fluctuations.
The tiny sparks of energy that cut through space and smashed the air clearly reflected on his retinas, and the trajectory of that energy movement was straight and clear—straight to Lovett's heart.
Gossi didn't think.
He hugged Lovett who was in front of him, and spun him to the side with him—
There was exclamation on the dance floor, where the dance steps were suddenly disrupted, and several pairs of men and women who were affected fell down unexpectedly.
Immediately afterwards, a panicked shout sounded behind him, and a male guest stared blankly at his blown-up flesh-and-blood arm. howling.
The music stops suddenly.
Countless guards waiting for orders have long been alarmed. The sound of military boots hitting the ground resounded throughout the hall. There were chaotic screams and the harsh sound of broken utensils everywhere. The originally luxurious and peaceful banquet was stirred into chaos.
Ge Xiu narrowed his eyes and looked up at the slightly moving curtain just now.
He pulled out a gun from the waist of a guard who hurried past the dance floor—the movement was skillful, smooth and natural.
He pressed his wrist down, pulled the safety bolt, and the dark muzzle moved slowly along the corridor on the second floor.
A contemptuous sneer appeared on his lips.
In an instant, the pure and beautiful face was swallowed by the bloodthirsty light, the pressed eyebrows were cold and sharp, and the deep blue-purple eyes lit up with a beautiful and sinful fire, the pure primitive animal nature was like a god-given gift. The sense of confusion brought about by the face was torn apart - like a beast suddenly showing its deadly fangs.
The next second, the trigger was pulled without hesitation, and the gunshot exploded—
A figure with blood on his body suddenly fell from the curtain, rolled to the ground, and screamed again. He smashed a table below and the cocktails on it, dripping dripping. The wine mixed with the gorgeous blood slowly spread.
Ge Xiu indifferently threw away the still hot barrel and looked down at Lovett:
"give it to you."
Staring at him, Rowett's pupils shrank, and he felt his breath being taken away in an instant. He was not injured, but the fatal blow still didn't seem to let him go, and the mountain tsunami hit his heart.
There was only a beating heartbeat left in his ears, magnifying in the silence.
— Plop, plop.