Grad is an extremely likable gentleman.
In the morning, while Zong Yuan was taking a walk in the estate, he spotted Grad standing among a bed of roses. Grad’s own appearance was exceptionally striking. With a smile playing on his lips, he was gently cutting dew-kissed roses. His inherent beauty was already captivating, but it became even more eye-catching when combined with the roses.
When Grad noticed him, he greeted him with a brilliant smile, “Good morning, sir.”
Zong Yuan slowed his pace, the morning sunlight relaxing his mood. “Good morning.”
Grad’s pale skin seemed to glow like white jade in the sunlight. He held a bud of a rose and walked with a rhythmic grace. “It’s for you.”
Zong Yuan looked at the flower, then at Grad, whose appearance was even more delicate than the rose. He commented objectively, “It suits you better than it suits me.”
Grad, with his smiling blue eyes fixed on Zong Yuan, gently licked the dew from the rose. His pink tongue briefly flashed, kissing the deep red rose. As a result, his lips seemed to take on a reddish hue.
Zong Yuan watched his actions, and his gaze naturally shifted from the flower to Grad’s lips. “Sir, dew isn’t clean. If you’re thirsty, you can find the butler or any of the servants.”
Grad raised an eyebrow unexpectedly and smoothly changed the subject, “You can call me Grad.”
His enthusiasm wasn’t off-putting, and Zong Yuan responded, “You can call me Zong.”
“Zong,” Grad nonchalantly tucked the rose behind his ear, gazing affectionately. “Your name sounds so nice.”
His gaze lingered around Zong Yuan’s neck and then returned as if nothing had happened.
The most delicious moment for one’s blood is during their arousal.
He had to endure until Zong’s arousal.
Zong Yuan and Grad returned together, and the count had already come downstairs. Sino frowned as he came down from upstairs, and when he saw him, he breathed a sigh of relief and happily rushed over. “Cousin! Why aren’t you in your room?”
Sino’s blood was also pure and sweet, but when combined with Zong Yuan’s, it would only contaminate him.
Grad walked out from behind Zong Yuan, picked up the rose from beside his ear, and gently pinched the stem. “A small gift I gave to you.”
Sino took it awkwardly. “Thank you.”
Unfortunately, as soon as he held the rose, the entire flower head broke off from the stem.
Grad was surprised but quickly comforted him, “I’ll cut another one for you.”
Sino had a distressed expression, and his face, as clear and delicate as Fu Xin’s, showed his grievance. “Cousin.”
Zong Yuan rubbed his head, removing his hand from his arm. “Let’s talk after breakfast.”
Grad followed him into the dining room, and as they passed by Sino, he flashed a smile at him. His sexy and mysterious charm unfolded straight, exclusively for him.
Sino stood there dazed for a moment, then blushing, he walked into the dining room.
Grad looked young, but he had a wealth of knowledge. In the dining room, gentlemen couldn’t discuss matters of money, work, or politics. They preferred to engage in interesting conversations. No matter what others talked about, Grad always found a way to join in.
The count was delighted, “Mr. Grad, please consider staying with me a few more days. It’s been a pleasure conversing with you.”
Grad responded with a smile, “The pleasure is mine.”
His hand accidentally knocked over the fork placed next to Zong Yuan. The nearby servants didn’t notice this small incident. Zong Yuan bent down to pick it up but touched a cold hand instead.
Grad also bent down, and their hands brushed. Grad was quicker to pick up the fork, and his fingers subtly slid over Zong Yuan’s palm. “I’m truly sorry.”
Zong Yuan sat up, rubbing his palm. “It’s okay.”
It was a bit itchy.
Grad placed a fork that he hadn’t used next to Zong Yuan, but he didn’t mind using Zong Yuan’s fork himself.
Out of sight from others, he squinted slightly, gently and meticulously licking the fork.
He really wanted to take a bite.
Zong Yuan was listening to Sino speak when a sudden chill ran down his spine. He furrowed his brow and looked at Grad, who was sipping his morning tea. There was a ring of milky foam above his lips. “What’s wrong with you?”
Zong Yuan couldn’t help but chuckle and pointed to his own lip. “Mr. Grad, there’s something on your lip.”
“Ah,” Glad hastily wiped it clean, feeling a bit embarrassed. “I apologize for my rudeness.”
He lowered his head slightly and then raised his eyes to observe Zong Yuan’s expression. His deep blue eyes glistened with a touch of shyness.
Zong Yuan’s heart softened as if he were looking at an adorable and harmless creature. Grad did appear quite young. With a soothing tone, Zong Yuan said, “Very cute.”
Grad paused and eventually curved his lips.
He had lived for so long, and for the first time, a human was talking to him like this.
Originally, he intended to use drugs as he had done before to ** him. But now, he had an urge to do it in person.
To ** this man himself and then sink his teeth into his throat.
Sino, who had been displeased with Zong Yuan and Grad’s conversation earlier, now stood up and said, “Dad, my cousin and I are going to the forest. It’s a good opportunity for me to practice my riding skills.”
Chloe and Yves immediately expressed their desire to join, and the count, seeing the clear and fine weather, became interested as well. “It’s been a while since I took my precious ones for a run. Let’s go together.”
Everyone returned to their rooms to change into riding attire. The count specifically asked Grad if he wanted to join, but Grad politely declined. “I will watch nearby.”
Horses were sensitive animals, and every time Grad approached them, it made them agitated or tremble.
Zong Yuan looked quite suitable in the fitted and formal knight’s attire. His meticulous appearance accentuated his strikingly sexy physique. Whether it was the snug white shirt against his skin or the all-black waistcoat, it showcased his sleek muscle lines. His tall riding boots made him appear like a military officer with an imposing bearing.
Several passing maids blushed secretly at the sight. Danny was adjusting the final details on Zong Yuan. He picked up a pair of cufflinks and asked, “Young Master, is this pair acceptable?”
Zong Yuan glanced casually at the counter, and a pair of blue eyes flashed through his mind. He pointed at them with his fingertip. “Use the sapphire blue ones.”
“Of course.”
As they were getting ready to go out, Zong Yuan suddenly remembered the deep blue, almost black, tail of the mermaid.
Sino pounced on him from behind, interrupting his thoughts. “Cousin! Can we shake them off and secretly do something later?”
Zong Yuan wrinkled his brows subtly and pulled him down. “Sino, you’ve grown up. You need to follow the rules.”
Sino pouted and held onto Zong Yuan’s arm until Zong Yuan couldn’t stand it anymore and let go.
0046 found it strange, “Zong Yuan, your attitude towards Sino is quite unusual.”
Even before, 0046 had suggested that Zong Yuan should at least pull down his pants to take a look, but Zong Yuan was very resistant to this suggestion.
He also doesn’t know what he’s thinking, he’s afraid that there’s no mark on Sino’s body… what he fears more is that Sino does have that mark.
His mood is complex, and his attitude towards Sino becomes complex as well, to the point of avoidance at times.
Zong Yuan doesn’t have a fixed horse; he rides the wildest one, unafraid of falling. Even if he falls, he stubbornly holds onto the reins and pulls the horse back to his feet.
The servant brought the horse, the same one as last time, the horse that only Zong Yuan dares to ride. Zong Yuan smoothly mounted the horse, as if a true knight, looking handsome and elegant. “Uncle, you still keep it.”
The Count replied, “Today, you must play with it properly; it hasn’t been out for a long time.”
The robust horse seemed to understand the Count’s words and rubbed its nose against the grass, tossing its head skyward.
Sino took the opportunity while the Count was distracted and came over, looking a bit forlorn, “Cousin…”
Zong Yuan softened his heart once again, “Let’s go, cousin, I’ll give you a little something.”
Sino was happy and waved to the Countess, “Mom, I’m going with my cousin.”
Zong Yuan followed his gaze and happened to see Grad in a suit. He was slightly startled and inexplicably urged his horse to move towards him. The horse underneath him was a bit restive, and Zong Yuan gently kicked its belly, saying, “Behave.”
He approached the Countess and Grad, looking down at Grad and extending his hand. “Ride together?”
Grad was about to refuse when he heard Sino’s voice filled with indignation, “Cousin!”
He agreed with a smile, hoping that the horse could endure a bit longer. “Of course.”
The horse was indeed quite restless, its hooves kicking wildly. Zong Yuan was afraid that Grad might be thrown off the horse, so he tightly held onto the reins and wrapped his arm around Grad’s waist, hastily saying, “Hold onto me.” He then began to calm the fiery horse beneath him.
This horse was indeed scared by Zong Yuan. It endured the pressure of the wild beast and gradually calmed down.
The Countess, who had been screaming continuously, was on the verge of tears. “Darlings, are you okay?”
Zong Yuan stroked the horse’s mane and reassured, “Aunt, we’re fine, no need to worry.”
Sino hesitated as he rode over, “Cousin, what happened to it? And why are you sharing a horse with Mr. Grad?”
Zong Yuan released his hold on Grad’s waist. “How are you feeling?”
Grad looked at the hand that had been wrapped around him and shook his head. “Thank you, I’m fine.”
Zong Yuan then spoke to Sino, “Don’t ask so many questions; let’s go.”
If they didn’t leave soon, the Countess, in a moment of realization, might try to pull them down from the horses.
Sino was sulking and kept grumbling beside them, “Gentlemen shouldn’t share a horse with others.”
Grad had never been on horseback before and was slightly interested in the experience. He interrupted Sino and asked, “Zong, can you hunt?”
Zong Yuan proudly raised his chin. “Of course.”
After an event, one would usually break a sweat, but Zong Yuan didn’t feel the slightest warmth. The person in front of him felt like an ice block. “Mr. Grad, are you cold?”
Grad replied with a familiar tone and a troubled expression, “My body temperature has been lower than normal since birth. Such a constitution is truly bothersome.”
Zong Yuan quickly touched Grad’s hand before leaving, nodding solemnly. “Indeed, it’s cold.”
Author’s note:
Grad: My mission is to ** you!
Zong Yuan: If you offer yourself willingly, then I’ll see how you seduce me (smiles).
