The sky is bright, and the crisp birdsong comes from the quiet streets in the empty valley,
At the moment when the morning light came on, the extremely prosperous Milan in the future era was awakened by the electric power driving the entire city.
Jumping off the heads of the figures on the steeple, the bird feathers opened and glided through the opera houses carved with the Virgin Mary pattern on the marble, and the bells of the carriages passed through the urban streets full of ancient customs without high-rise buildings. Over the early risers and the heat of the drains in the laughter,
Flying over the villas and manors of the high-class luxury nobles and rich people, flying over the crowded apartments of the mediocre and busy common people, the scene of the whole city regresses in the eyes of the bird, passing by its side,
Finally, it landed on a densely shaded branch in the suburbs, pecked at its own bird feathers, and looked at the wide and soft bed covered with silk in the window more than ten meters away.
Rolling up a quilt ball...
First scroll to the left,
Hmm... Then something didn't feel right, and I rolled over to the right again.
But because it still didn't touch the wall, an angry cross appeared on the 'quilt ball', and impatiently kicked it hard, and after rolling around again...
pat...
fell to the ground.
The king of the grinder who fell out of the seal of a thick and a thin two-layer quilt and a pillow, referred to as the "mill king",
Fangran, who was wearing a silk pajamas, looked at the bedroom ceiling covered with patterns and paintings with a bewildered expression on his face, and only one thought came up in the skeptical life that hit the back of his head on the floor.
Fuck, where is my wall...
A wall as big as a baby!
"Brother, you bastard... What the hell changed my house, I think you are low tide, don't want it... um..."
Grabbing his messy sleeping hair, Fangran gritted his teeth and sat up with his upper body full of threats. When he saw the big square bed with four pillars propped up by his side, a curtained roof I froze suddenly.
"ah... "
Then he rolled his eyes and opened his mouth wide and let out a long sigh.
Fuck, I almost forgot, this is not that house...
"Um... um... ehhhh!!!"
Stretched on the ground in a very bad voice for another gender, Fangran yawned and stood up from his two quilts and a pillow,
What... You ask why there are two quilts and an extra pillow
Of course it's because you think, isn't it more comfortable to put your hands outside and clamp the quilt when you sleep
But it is not safe to put it outside, and it is easy to be attacked by huge and dangerous beasts in the dark (with a serious expression).
The same is true for pillows. Isn't it more comfortable to sleep with something between your legs when you sleep?
emmm... .
Well, none of that matters,
The real reason is that someone else is inflated.
Scratching his head and looking at his current bedroom with a silent and complex expression, he looked around again at an area larger than his and his brother's combined room, except for the extravagant owner of his manor, the kind of bedside In addition to the typical European-style noble bed with round nails that make the leather cushions bulge,
There is also a gorgeously decorated single sofa and a small table next to various common things, a side-by-side bookcase filled with books with heavy gilding patterns, and a carpet that covers the entire room, framing the most beautiful scenery outside. Good carved window frames and all sorts of extravagant decorations that would take a long time to talk about.
In a word, it is a sinful room full of capitalist pleasure,
only...
"It's nice to have money."
Fangran couldn't help sighing and thinking, feeling that he might not be able to bear Veronica's next wave of temptation if this continues, because he can't help but start planning to let the sewing maid directly make a pocket-like interlayer Quilt so he doesn't have to roll two quilts...
I have experienced a little bit how cool it is to have human and material resources to serve myself,
Fang·expanded·ran.
I looked outside, it was just dawn, I looked left and right, put on the bedroom shoes I found only one, jumped to the bedside, picked up the rattle on the head of my lifelong enemy and shook it.
A few seconds after the crisp bell rang, there was a short and steady knock on the door.
The head maid, who was dressed more decently and meticulously than the ordinary black and white maid outfit, opened the door and walked in holding the clothes he was going to wear today.
"Master, here are your clothes."
Wow... it's a maid~~~
Just waking up, Fangran looked at the woman who walked in with a curious face. Although she was not beautiful, she had good facial features, professional and reliable professionalism, and the addition of a real maid outfit. Even though Sharon had been hired for two days No, he still couldn't help but stare at them every now and then.
Fangran, apart from cosplay, it was the first time in his life to see a real maid and felt extremely novel.
"Ahem, um, okay, thank you, just let it go."
It was the first time that Fangran, who was only wearing a pajamas, was brought to the bed besides Fang's mother, and his old face flushed slightly.
Eh... there seems to be another person coming... .
Then he saw that after saying this, Sharon stood there without any reaction, as if planning to look at him openly.
Fangran: "..."
Fuck, forget that Sharon can't understand Chinese...
Unable to twitch the corner of his mouth, Fangran put on a particularly stiff smile, pointed out the door and then pointed at himself and his clothes,
"You...out, I, wear yourself..."
Trying to express my intentions in half-baked English with a bit of Northeast flavor.
As expected, Sharon showed a bewildered expression, but she quickly understood Fangran's meaning, put her hands in front of her body and bowed,
The moment he turned around and walked out the door, there was a hint of amused expression on the corner of his mouth.
Not knowing that his poor foreign language skills had been ridiculed by his head maid, Fangran picked up his clothes and put them on, first underwear, then shirts, pants, socks, leather shoes, and a dark and slim suit vest and tuxedo gown. coat.
Then, after wearing these formal clothes that felt like he was going out today, Fangran suddenly remembered before looking in the mirror, and slapped himself on the face...
dry... forgot to wash your face... .
...
… .
In short, the toss of getting up lasted for quite a while, and finally pushed open the bedroom door with a haggard face. Fangran saw her head maid, Sharon, waiting at the door.
(￣д￣;) Hmm... She shouldn't have peeked at the baby's handsome body... .
I don't know why I blushed a bit, straightened my shirt collar,
The pure white brand new shirt inside the double-breasted black vest and the slender tuxedo suit on the outside make the thin young man look tall and slender at the moment, and he really looks a bit handsome and aristocratic.
Only a scepter and a top hat are missing, and he can become the youngest gentleman in the social field.
"I'll show you the way, please follow me."
Sharon lowered her head slightly and spoke softly, and then led the way towards the front of the corridor. Fangran, who didn't understand but knew where she was taking her, followed behind her.
It stands to reason that Fangran's daily life should be the work of a personal servant, and a man should be the master's personal servant, but because Fangran and Carol are inseparable all day long, considering that it may be possible for the servant to take care of the little girl would displease the host, so Sharon did the job for her.
Of course, Fangran didn't know about this kind of thing at all.
In the not-so-long corridor, cleaning, dusting, and taking care of the flowers, all the other maids are busy with their own work. Only when Sharon and Fangran pass by, they will stop for a short while to face each other. Then respectful greetings.
Looking at this scene, Fangran was speechless and wanted to complain a little since he found out yesterday.
Aren't there too many servants in this damn manor!
You can say that the pruning gardeners have seven or eight divisions to form a small class. It is barely reasonable for the chef to be divided into several people according to the dishes and desserts they are good at. The servants even buy vegetables, carry things, even dust and sweep the floor. They have to assign a person to be responsible for each of them. Fangran also endured it.
But you told me how to find two people to even open the door!
When I bought this manor, I watched a whole small phalanx of people reporting to me in front of me,
To be honest, Fangran was shocked.
An ordinary young man who was taught by his mother to do things by himself since he was a child swallowed heavily and thought solemnly,
Is this... the life of a nobleman...
Sure enough, it is an unbearable burden for a dick and a dead house... .
Following behind his head maid, he came to another room not far away.
After Sharon pushed the door open for him, and then waited by the side of the door with a smile and bow, Fangran walked into the room which was only slightly smaller than his bedroom,
Then I saw a small quilt ball rolled up on the bed.
It was lying on the bed against the head of the bed.
Fangran: emmm... .
yes! Wouldn't there be a wall if you sleep sideways
Why didn't I use such a simple method... cough cough cough!
In the sudden realization that he had strayed off the cliff, Fangran finally remembered that he was here to wake up Ling, who was more sleepy than him, and walked to the bed in a serious manner.
Looking at the quilt on the bed against the side of the bed, he sighed helplessly:
"Ling... Wake up... the sun is out, look I'm up...."
Pushing and then pulling up the quilt on the bed, the first thing Fangran saw was under the rolled up nightdress,
The girl's thigh skin is fairer and softer than white cloth...
"Um... ?"
The light gold and pure white nightdress scattered on the bed looked like an angel. The young girl heard Fangran's voice and opened her sleepy eyes, then rubbed the corners of her eyes and sat up. One shoulder strap slipped off, revealing her delicate snow-white The shoulder voice murmured softly.
"Are you going to wake up... Fangran..."
Seeing the disheveled appearance of the girl who had just woken up, Fangran was slightly taken aback for a moment, and then slapped his forehead helplessly.
How should I put it... I won't blush when I see such a scene, but at the same time I am relieved that I am not a lolicon,
Why is my mood so complicated... .
"Okay, okay... Hurry up to get up and wash up, it's not a good habit to stay in bed, you have to learn from me about this..."
Seeing the young man who was like an old father tidy up the nightgown for the girl, he pushed the girl who covered her mouth with her little hands and yawned to the bathroom and shouted to the outside:
"Sharon, come here and help her get dressed and change into her going out clothes."
The head maid standing outside the door chuckled and knew it was time for her to appear.
"Fangran... shall we go out today...?"
"Well, given the bad shopping experience last time. How about we go shopping today?"
"Um."
In the manor on the outskirts of Milan, young people and girls start their day with an aristocratic way of life.
Oh, yes, what I almost forgot to say is...
The rooms of noble couples in this era are actually separated, and the meaning of letting a young girl live in that room and the romantic discussion about them breaking the age gap have spread among the servants of this manor.
Of course, Fangran also didn't know it at all.