My name is Ren

Chapter 264
"It's really strange. Is today my birthday? Or your birthday? Or is it some other important day?" Bethel took off his top hat and cape and handed them to the servants around him. The butler just wanted to take them When the civilized staff was in Bethel's hand, a graceful lady took a step ahead. Her aggressive attitude made the butler bow his head and take two steps back with a wry smile.

This noble lady is the wife of the Earl of Bethel. Just like many nobles have to experience, marrying a woman that he may not know or like will become his wife for life.The chains of relationship formed by political marriages are fragile, but everyone likes to prove ridiculous loyalty to each other in this way.

Pristalo, Desi means crystal, as the second daughter of the Entro family, Pristalo has a background and identity that many women envy.The Entro family is a relatively powerful branch of the aristocratic group in the northwest of the empire. Their ancestors almost became grand dukes and became members of the top aristocrats.But it's a pity, perhaps because the Orlando family was afraid of the increasingly powerful nobles, the Entro family was prosperous and declining, and embarked on a path of decline.

There are more or less royal methods in it, which also makes the Entro family the most determined anti-royal faction.

Bethel's family was also a very famous royalist in the imperial capital before being involved in the political turmoil. Bethel's father even held the title of Marquis of the Empire, which can be said to be extremely powerful.It may seem very interesting that an anti-imperialist actually married a royalist, but the fact is that it is so interesting.The factor that determines whether they are opposed to each other is not each other's positions, but interests.If there are enough benefits, the Entero family may not change from the anti-royalist to the royalist. As long as there are enough benefits, as long as the family can be raised to a higher level, the will of the individual must always be surrendered to the will of the collective .

But unfortunately, after a round of cleaning, Bethel's father was swept into the dustbin of history, and he also became the invisible minister of the archives department, taking gardening as his lifelong pursuit.And Pristalo also returned to her home, unless it was an important day, she would almost never choose to come back.

Seeing Pristalo at home today, Bethel joked, he knew better than anyone else why this woman who had no relationship with him and only had an exchange of benefits appeared here.

Pristallo looks to be in her early 30s and is well maintained. Her skin is still firm without sagging or too many wrinkles.The fat is evenly distributed under her skin, making her look slightly fatter, and there is an autumn breath all over her body.She has long blonde hair, and it seems that golden hair will always be associated with handsome men and beautiful women.Her chin is a little pointed, her eyebrows are a little high, her eyes are bright, and she looks a little bit strong, especially when she is serious, she has a restless aggressiveness.

But if she smiled coquettishly in her eyes like this now, it would also give people a desire to conquer.I want to tear up all the weapons on the ground, tear her dignity in the most rude way like tearing up all the weapons, and then……………….

"If it's not an important day, can't I be here? Honey, your words make me so sad, you have to know, I am your wife." Pristallo put the staff of civilization on the side of the door There are several civilized sticks on the shelf.In fact, this thing is the same as the small Kun bag that women love, and it is also a unique accessory for men. It can symbolize identity and status, and can also represent trends and fashions.

Pristalo reached out and flicked the invisible dust on Bethel's shoulders, took his arm, and said in a low voice, "Are you busy recently? I heard from the housekeeper that you are always away."

Bethel chuckled twice, turned his head to look at Pristalo calmly, his gaze swept over the butler intentionally or unintentionally, the butler keenly caught this gaze, and nodded slightly.Bethel is not young anymore, and he is still a healthy man. As long as he is a man, he will always chase women.This is not an ugly thing. It is the instinct of all animals for males to chase females. Whether it is the right to mate or the dominance of the group, things in the bones will never change, even through the years.

Pristallo did not give birth to Bethel a son or a daughter. According to some rumors, this woman actually had several concubines outside, and Bethel knew it well.In fact, the circle of nobles is infinitely more complicated than outsiders imagined. This is a magical class, full of weirdness and absurdity, nonsense and darkness.

Bethel also had his own mistress, who bore him two boys, one of whom may be known to many people secretly, and the other boy was protected by him. At the same time, he also had a daughter.The glance he glanced at the butler was to inform him that he must protect his children when necessary.

Bethel never dared to underestimate the woman beside him, who was also his wife, so he had to make all the guarantees and preparations.

"You seem to be a lot more beautiful." Bethel looked at Priestalo with a smile, "In a blink of an eye I am over 40 years old, but you are still as beautiful as when I first saw you."

Pristallo stretched out her slender fingers to touch her cheek, and tapped Bethel lightly on Bethel's shoulder with a coquettish smile. Every movement is just right.She lowered her head slightly, her eyelashes were fluttering, her bright eyes were covered with a layer of tulle, and her eyes were rolling in her eyes, without making a move, revealing infinite shyness, really like a happy wife, "I really Are you still that young? This may be the happiest sentence I heard this year."

"I hope it's true." Pristallo stretched his neck, kissed Bethel's cheek lightly, and the lipstick with a special fragrance was printed on his cheeks, It also left a fragrance. Under the incandescent curing lighting technique, Pristalo's neck reflected a jade-like luster, making people want to sniff it or bite it with their teeth.

"I prepared a very big dinner, honey, how long has it been since we had a wonderful dinner together?" Unlike ordinary women, a wife who has not been home for a long time tends to avoid the deadliest of time and space. Question, but Pristallo went the other way and started the conversation instead with, "One month? Two months?"

She took Bethel by the hand and entered the restaurant.After closing the magic pathway on the lighting base, all the lights were extinguished, only the red candles on the table were still flickering.The whole restaurant is filled with the smell of food, as well as the strong fragrance of flowers.

Bethel tore off the collar and threw it aside, "It may be more than three months. Last time you came back, it was just summer, and when you left, you took a pot of the most perfect star flower that I just made. fire."

Priscilla laughed, "We are all people who pursue freedom. Nothing in this world can bind you and me. But, no matter where I go or who I meet, in the end I will be like Returning to my home like a bird, the outside world may have countless wonderful things, but this is my home.” She sat on the other side of Bethel, raised her wine glass, it was as red as blood The brightly colored wine swayed back and forth in the crystal glass, hanging out curtains. "To my dearest and dearest Bethel."

Bethel pursed his lips, raised his glass and took a sip.When he put down the glass, he unexpectedly found that Pristalo's wine did not drink into his mouth, but slipped down her pointed chin, along her jade-like neck, and along her collarbone on clothes.The red wine, like blood, was flowing across her clothes, and the atmosphere became charming.The aroma of the wine, the rich floral aroma mixed together, caused some kind of wonderful chemical reaction.

Molecules exploded in the air one by one, and the temperature in the room seemed to start to rise. Bethel tore his neckline, and his breathing was a little short.

He doesn't trust this woman, doesn't like this woman, but he has to admit it to his body.Among the many women he has seen, only this woman can give him supreme enjoyment, making him feel like he is in the kingdom of God that the apostles said.He coughed lightly, and didn't look at Pristalo's body, but he always felt that something was about to move in his body.

Pristallo's long dress was selected by Bethel for her before, and it fully showed her figure.

As if sensing that Bethel's breathing was gradually getting thicker, Pristalo smirked.

Bethel put down his knife and fork.

She's a cunning woman and a very smart woman who knows when to act.She can't control Bethel with affection and love, so she can control his reason with hatred and disgust.

Countless images flashed through Bethel's mind, from being infatuated with his wife to being angry, he tore up the luxurious long dress forcefully, the desire to destroy dominated his reason!

This is a game, lust and wit, indulgence and intrigue.

Everyone is just a chip. Swallowing other people's numbers and growing yourself is something every chip must do.

A beautiful night, the wind and the moon are boundless.

Clouds and rains will eventually dissipate.

Pristallo lay lazily on the dining table, and the warm dining room made her not feel the slightest chill after autumn.She stretched her body, with traces of dredging all over her body, and she wasted her youth and beauty recklessly.She stretched out her hand to prop herself up from the dining table, put on a piece of clothing to keep out the cold, and took a few steps to look at Bethel, "I heard that the Orlando Empire State Security Department is listed today?"

Bethel, who was panting like a cow, nodded. He was really exhausted. The napkin rolled up in his hand had just wiped something, and there was still a strong breath left, so he threw it aside.He sat back in his seat, and the servant brought the remade steak. He divided the steak in an aristocratic style, and inserted a piece of diced beef about one centimeter long and wide into his mouth.The woman was standing there no more than two feet away from him. After the passion, he suddenly felt very irritable.

"Yes, it's officially listed today." Bethel frowned, and looked up at Pristallo, "What? Does your brother think about it?"

Pristallo turned over and lay down on the dining table, she crawled over gracefully like a sexy cat, stretched out her finger and gently scraped the corner of Bethel's mouth, taking away a bit of gravy, "Can you tell me, What do you want to do? You, or Ryan."

"This has nothing to do with you, Tullow." Bethel pushed Prisc Tallo away and split the steak again.His movements are extremely standard. If you don't consider his state at this time, maybe this place is not as bad as imagined.Pristhalo didn't care much about Bethel's attitude, she was a very smart woman who knew how to use her weapons, she giggled, sat cross-legged on the dining table, picked up the wine bottle and He took a sip from the bottle, "I'm not doing it for anything else. You have to know that I'm your wife and you are my husband. I'm always worried about you alone."

"Ren is a gold nobleman, and this status is his greatest insurance. He doesn't have to be afraid of failure, but you are different, my dear husband. You are just an inconspicuous earl. There are countless people like you in the imperial capital. .Know why Ryan is reluctant to take on higher responsibilities? That's because he intends to use you as a scapegoat if necessary. After all, you are the minister of this brand new department, and you will not go to those little people if you want to hold accountable , you are the best person to be held accountable."

"Whether it's the royal family or the noble group, my dear, who can you fight against?"

　It was snowing heavily in the countryside today, the car fell into the rice field and overturned, the old man was too kind, more than 30 brothers came with a roar, and they carried the car out.Thank you brothers in Henan.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)