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"Are you cold, why are you shivering?" The carriage kept moving forward, and in the carriage, Allen asked with concern, while slowly but irresistibly pulling Rogers back into his arms.

Only then did Rogers realize that he was wrapped in a huge cloak, and the bottom was as white and unobstructed as that moonlit night.

The neck was stretched upwards, Allen dropped a soft kiss, and whispered softly: "You little heartless guy, you should be more behaved like this."

"Alan, Alan, I'm not married anymore, I'm not married..." Rogers was not an idiot, he looked around and was in a daze for a while, and he probably figured out what his situation was.

Rogers was a little afraid of this completely unfamiliar Allen. Allen in his heart had always been gentle and charming, like blue waves under a green sea and blue sky, with broadness and tolerance.

But he probably made a mistake. Mr. Allen is not a gentle lake, but an ocean wave - when he is gentle, he can hold all the jewels under your feet for you to trample and play, but when he is angry, the tsunami is also the most Terrible natural disaster.

Rogers, who has been going smoothly, blinked his eyes, with acting and real fear, he hugged Alan gently, then looked at him like a caught animal, lowered his voice and begged: "I was wrong Yes, I really know I was wrong..."

"Oh? How strange, our proud Rogers would still admit his mistake?" Allen's voice was smiling, as if looking at an ignorant and angry child, he gently rubbed the back of Rogers' neck, and the chain followed his movements Making a sound, Allen looked at Rogers and asked softly, "What did you do wrong, my baby?"

My baby, myhoney, mybaby... Those sweet voices from the past sounded again at this moment, but it didn't make people feel sweet in their hearts. Instead, it made Rogers swallow. For some reason, Rogers thought that Allen hadn't left home yet When he was young, he would tease him every time when he was proud, and when he was arrogant, he would deliberately design him to make a fool of himself... Then if Rogers really cried, Alan would come here in the moonlit night, Knock on Rogers' window and offer him everything that was his favorite at the time - dewy flowers, transparent gemstones, expensive spices, and something that the children of country nobles love.

Rogers himself has it too, but what Allen gave is different, that is the proof that Allen will lose to him every time.Rogers is not a particularly courageous person, only when dealing with Allen, he has always had the confidence to be arrogant.

But the memories of the past revisited again, and Rogers realized one thing-he really pissed off Allen this time!

Unlike any time in the past, Rogers can still clearly distinguish Allen's emotions. This is Rogers' talent since he was a child. Some little slick guy, he's not going to do anything really disgusting.

"You're not wrong, I indulged you too much." Allen hugged him and rubbed the back of his neck, pinching the back of his neck like he was treating a misbehaving kitten.

The carriage is still moving forward, and after crossing the York Region, the concrete road will become intermittent. Allen's carriage team moved forward in silence, amidst the sound of carriages and horses, Rogers whimpered and begged for mercy.

When he first teased that gentle Mr. Allen, Rogers probably never thought that there would be such a time. He grew up unscrupulously and happily like a shiny, delicate and arrogant kitten raised since childhood, feeling that all The world should take his bad temper for granted.

When Allen showed his fierce side at first, Rogers was afraid, but when he failed to make peace and act like a baby, and Allen refused to take back his plan anyway, Rogers, who had never left Nandeng Township, was really scared. He frowned and hummed softly, hugged Allen, and begged in a low voice and obediently: "Let's go back, I'm not getting married anymore, okay?"

Allen was watched by his big green eyes, and his long eyelashes fluttered slightly. His eyes and cheeks were a little red, like a peach that would ooze honey juice when he took a bite.

I have to say that Rogers does have the capital to play with people's hearts.

Allen didn't make a sound, he has always been gentle and restrained, he has never experienced this side of evil, Rogers grew up spoiled, obviously he did something wrong, but now he feels wronged—— — He pursed his mouth, and tears came out of his eyes.

"I hate you! I hate you!" Rogers cried and pushed Alan. Alan's eyes had already softened, with fatigue and sadness for himself, but the next moment, Rogers pushed and cried like this, but Alan Len came back to his senses.

Allen hugged him, his eyes darkened.

"I gave you a chance..." he said softly, ignoring Rogers' crying and coquettishness, and severely punished this naive, cruel young master who knew nothing about the world.

Rogers had no idea what Allen was talking about.

He was crying so much, but he was too good at acting like a baby, and even when he fell asleep from exhaustion, he subconsciously burrowed into Allen's body.

This kind of subconscious trust and love made Allen finally wake up from the self-loathing and despair that was on the verge of collapse. Allen looked at Rogers who seemed to be muttering that he hated himself while dreaming, and looked at him frowning while hugging him. He buried his head in his arms, as if he could get safety and love in this way...

"Jos," Allen called out to the butler outside.

"Sir." The butler responded in a low voice.

"Go to Nat." Allen said, stroking Rogers, who was twitching twice in his arms dreaming, and made up his mind.He gently stroked the obviously immature little guy, and said with a wry smile, "Rodgers..."

Don't bring me hope when I'm desperate, and don't leave me behind so cruelly after giving me hope.

Mr. Allen, who looked fierce and full of hostility, said so softly.

And Rogers didn't know this way of thinking, he only knew that after his many stops and pleadings, Allen finally changed his destination - as long as he didn't leave the familiar place and went to a completely desolate and terrifying new continent, Rogers would relax down.

In Rogers' view, this is a sign of the dangerous past, indicating that Allen is over angry.

So Rogers was wrapped in a cloak, and when he walked all the way to the new room, he was still stretching his head to look around the environment - he found a soft wool carpet on the floor, a desert-style tapestry in the room, and a four-poster bed in the house. Transparent veil... When it was finally placed on the bed covered with soft brocade, Rogers had time to smile with satisfaction.

Then, he discovered that Allen had no intention of unlocking him.

Rogers is not a person who can bear it. He sat up on his knees, pulled Alan's shirt, and said obediently and aggrievedly: "This is very uncomfortable, please untie it for me, Alan."

Unlike ordinary people, Rogers grew up in the love of everyone, and love is the least rare thing for him, as long as he wants, he can have it at any time.

Everyone should like Rogers, and everyone should be happy to receive a kiss from Mr. Rogers as if they were blessed with grace.

Of course, Rogers would not think so clearly, but in his heart, all love is a matter of course. Alan looked at his innocent and beautiful big eyes, gently stroked his face, and said with a smile : "Rogers, you are wronged, aren't you?"

Rogers nodded. He has said countless times that he just wants to marry that noble lady, but it doesn't mean breaking up with Allen!After Rogers nodded, he seemed to be afraid that Alan would be angry again. He hugged Alan's waist and rubbed it coquettishly, expressing his obedience and obedience.

This is Rogers' natural skill. He has been like this since he was a child. After doing something unpleasant, he will be obedient and coax people. As soon as you untie the knot, he immediately cheered and went to play. He is heartless, innocent and innocent. ... Make people want to teach him well, let him understand that not everything can be patient in silence.

Allen looked at him and said softly, "...you know what? This thing...is the first time I discovered the first gold mine and produced the first batch of gold, so I ordered someone to make this collar."

Seeing Rogers' puzzled eyes, obviously not understanding what he was talking about, Allen looked at this beautiful and innocent little idiot, and took off his shirt. This was the first time Rogers looked at Allen in such detail in the sun body—Rodgers' eyes widened.

In those nights, the careless little Rogers felt that the scars he touched casually were accessories of sea legends, but if you look carefully, you can understand why Mr. Allen always does not light the lamp at night, and why he always pays attention to neatly dressed .

Little Rogers thought it was a habit of gentleman Allen, but perhaps, he never really understood his lover.

"...The New World is a beautiful place," Allen said with a chuckle. His handsome and upright face was set off by the large and small long-healed wounds, and there was also a hint of mystery. "There are gold mines exposed on the ground. , there are sandstorms and grasslands, there are also large tracts of forests and prosperous ports full of warblers..." Allen gently licked the frightened little guy in his arms, whispering softly, like a cold snake Tuxin, "But without you there, it used to be my only regret."

In those countless nights, the rebellious boy who walked out of Nandeng Township took the wealth given by his father on his deathbed to Shanghai. There are not only prosperous ports, but also an endless ocean and a barbaric new continent. There are also exiled criminals, Pirates who rob and murderers who pay for their lives.

It wasn't a good place, but it was a barbaric place that made men's blood boil.

Mr. Allen has been traveling for ten years, transformed at sea, and encountered crises at sea.

The young master in his heart who was carefree in Nandeng Township and grew up in the splendid prosperity was originally just the sustenance of the ignorant youth and the first love.

That collar was just the product of a fluke.

It's more like a kind of sustenance, a kind of mourning for the past.

After returning to his hometown, Mr. Allen, who has been gentle and easy to bully, planned to let this young master go. After all, he can't bear hardships, is delicate and hard to raise, and he definitely doesn't like the barbaric New World.

But Alan's heart is in another place in the sea, where everything is barren, so it is also free.

There, he is not a gentleman, not the owner of the manor in Nandeng Township, but the real Allen. He has no cover, no relatives and restraints. workers.

No one pays attention to everything in the New World, which is completely different from the silent and serious Nandeng Township and Nat Empire.

That's where people like Allen knew they were different. There, there were no temples and rules, and everything that had been tormented and worried since childhood... But there was no such delicate Master Rogers there either.

Allen endured himself and wanted to be a gentle brother, spend these few years in Nandeng Township, and then set sail.

But this young master, who didn't know how to live or die, was the one who wrapped the cloak himself, the one who tremblingly said "carry me in" from the window sill, the one who untied the brocade belt on the cloak... and he leaned over on his own initiative.

"Didn't you say you won't go to the New World?" Rogers didn't understand what Allen was talking about. He looked at him in fear and asked softly.

It seemed that he was about to cry in the next moment, and he didn't dare to ask for the collar to be untied.

Such a well-behaved and clumsy prey is really... It makes people feel distressed and doesn't want to let go.

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Thanks to Wusan, Lingling, and Tangyuan for their landmines.