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

Chapter 31: I really want you to be mine

The young butler walked slowly into the attic and saw the young man standing in front of the oil painting. Broken black hair fell down and fell down on his pale little face.

Those pure and beautiful peach blossom eyes were full of fear and fear.

Like a deer that accidentally intrudes into the human world, it is weak and harmless.

Behind him is the brightly colored oil painting, the Rose Maiden perched on a throne, her intricate and delicate dress adding to the taboo and eerie beauty.

The girl's slender wrists hung limply, and her bare feet were on the ground, their toes wrapped in purple vines, as if to devour her on the throne.

Words are not enough to describe the stunningness of the picture.

Bertram's originally gentle and restrained eyes crossed the dim light.

Approach slowly.

Lin Yuxing was stunned by Bertram and woke up in the attic.

He watched quietly, and the iron door was locked from the outside. I don't know what they did to the dark passages on the map, and all of them failed.

He was locked up in the attic.

Thinking that the person in front of him was a murderer who seemed gentle on the surface, but was actually calculating, Lin Yuxing's face was pale and he stiffly wanted to retreat.

But he didn't expect a pleasant chuckle to escape from Bertram's chest, and he went straight past him, his slender fingers lightly touched the oil painting, and the fingers with white gloves were slender and distinct, caressing the narrow waist, collarbone, and neck of the girl in the painting little by little...

It's like playing a symphony, elegant and gentle.

A look of pleasure gradually diffused in the violet eyes.

It was clearly on the oil painting, but Lin Yuxing felt that it was himself who was touched. He opened his eyes wide and bit his lip.

"What a pity." Bertram's fingertips stopped on the girl's face, and her voice was elegant and slightly regretful, "It was originally a gift for Madame, but unfortunately it was seen by Madame in advance before the painting was finished." ”

Where it should be a face, it is still a blurred line. However, the painter is very good at drawing, and after only a few strokes, he has a rough prototype.

Anyone can see that the "girl" in the oil painting has a delicate and glamorous face, and her eyebrows and eyes are similar to Lin Yuxing.

Lin Yuxing stared at the beautiful eyebrows and eyes of the "girl", and there was no sense of surprise for the first time, only that it was weird and terrifying. The oil paintings in the mirror room all symbolize every scene he was spied on in the past.

The feeling of being spied on as if it had come to life. It even gave him goosebumps on the surface of his skin.

Lin Yuxing's slender and thin body looked petite and helpless in front of the huge oil painting.

Tears welled up from those beautiful eyes, which were cherished by Bertram and wiped away with a handkerchief, "Madame, did Bartholomew tell you that you are the most beautiful treasure?" ”

"Treasure, how can you cry?" He gently picked up Lin Yuxing's jaw and looked at the young man's delicate face.

Crystal tears swirled in the eyes, even the gesture of tears was extremely beautiful.

People couldn't help but want to bully him even more, looking at the red marks on the tails of his eyes.

Lin Yuxing was forced to look at Bertram, and the young and handsome housekeeper's movements were as restrained and gentle as ever, but Lin Yuxing remembered that when he first entered the world, the gangsters kept saying that it was the order of the original owner.