BL, MTL | The Squeamish Beauty is Mistaken for a Heartthrob

Chapter 28: The right to inherit the estate

The squeamish beauty mistakenly becomes the heartthrob of Shura Field [Unlimited]
Author: Yu Youmian
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The Duke's Will (28)

　　In front of him was Bartholomew's aggressive aura and gaze, and behind him was the cold mirror.

　　The tip of Lin Yuxing's nose turned red, and her tears splashed on the mirror, creating a small pool of water stains.

　　"Does the baby see what he looks like?" Bartholomew stroked his black hair obsessively, forcing him to look at himself in the mirror.

　　He kissed the top of the young man's black hair.

　　"How beautiful, how beautiful."

　　"It's like a treasure given by God."

　　The young man in a beautiful skirt is like an exquisite doll, with a gorgeous appearance, allowing the man to hold it in his arms and play with it. Her beautiful pupils rotated mechanically, and she was forced to look at herself in the mirror.

　　Tears slid down her cheeks, like crystal clear pearls.

　　Through the mirror, he could clearly see the cold and sharp light reflected from the man's raised hand.

　　All movement slows down before your eyes.

　　His breathing was rapid, but his body was helplessly pinned in place.

　　"Let him go."

　　An elegant voice suddenly sounded from the basement.

　　The exit to the basement opened at some point, and the butler stood there in a black tuxedo. The fingers with distinct phalanges were covered by white gloves, and the violet eyes were shining.

　　"Sorry, ma'am. I'm late."

　　Bertram put his hand on his chest apologetically and bowed.

　　He was very fast. One second he was still at the exit, and the next second he was behind Bartholomew, kicking towards Bartholomew with his slender legs.

　　Bartholomew reacted quickly and raised his arm to block.

　　The two slender figures were instantly entangled, and they were inseparable. Both of them were very skilled, and it was difficult to tell the winner at the moment.

　　Bartholomew seemed to be bored with this kind of fighting, his eyebrows were distant, he raised his hand and looked at his watch, his eyes darkened slightly.
　　He stopped in front of a mechanism and said, "I will come back to you."

　　After saying that, he pressed the mechanism and disappeared into the basement.

　　Bertram failed to stop him and turned to look at the young man sitting on the ground in embarrassment. He knelt down on one knee and put a hand on his chest, "Madam, I'm late."

　　He took off his tuxedo, wrapped it around Lin Yuxing's body, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped it off bit by bit gently and meticulously. Lin Yuxing's tears.

　　The tuxedo was so long that it almost covered the young man's entire body, leaving only a small face as clear as snow. At this moment, the face was full of tears, and the beautiful peach blossom eyes were red from crying.

　　Like a pink and tender rabbit.

　　It makes people want to pity him even more.

　　"Bartholomew has escaped through the secret passage." Bertram comforted softly.