: Open with aristocratic lifestyle

The sky is dark, and there is a crisp bird song from the quiet streets of the empty valley.
At the moment when the morning light shines, Milan, which will be extremely prosperous in the future era, wakes up under the power of the entire city.
Jumping off the head of the figures on the spire, Toba opened and glided past the opera houses carved with the Virgin Mary pattern on the marble, and the carriage bells passed through the urban streets with no tall buildings but full of ancient style, and people greeted each other The laughter lowered the heat from the workers who got up early and the drain,
Flying past the villas and estates of the high-class luxury aristocrats and wealthy people, flying past the crowded apartments of the mediocre and busy commoners, the entire city scene retreated in the bird’s eyes, passing by its side,
Finally, I landed on a densely shaded branch in the suburbs, pecking my bird feathers, looking at the wide and soft silk-covered bed in the window ten meters away.
Rolled up with a quilt ball...
First he rolled to the left,
Hmm... Then it felt wrong, and turned to the right again.
But because it still didn't touch the wall, the "quilt ball" showed an angry cross symbol, and gave an impatient kick. After another round...
Patter...
Fell to the ground.
The King of Bed Lai, who fell from the seal of a two-layer quilt and a pillow, is referred to as "King of Mo",
Fang Ran, who was wearing a silk pajamas, looked at the bedroom ceiling covered with patterned paintings with a dumb expression on his face, and only one thought came up with the suspicious life with his head knocked on the floor.
Damn it, where's my wall...
A wall as big as a baby! ?
"Brother, you bastard... You changed my house especially, I think you are in a low tide, don't want it... Uh..."
Holding his messy hair, and leaping brows, Fang Ran sits up with his upper body gritted his teeth, a very bad threat, when he sees the four pillars beside him propping up a square bed with a curtain roof. Suddenly stayed.
"what......"
Then he rolled his eyes and opened his mouth and sighed.
Fuck, I almost forgot, this is not from that home...
"Uh...hhhhhhhhhh!!!"
With a voice that would be terrible to change gender, he stretched his waist greatly on the ground, and then Fang Ran yawned and got up from his two quilts and a pillow.
What... Why do you ask why there are two quilts and an extra pillow?
Of course, it’s because you think, is it more comfortable to put your hands outside with the quilt when you sleep?
But it's not safe to put it outside, and it's easy to be attacked by huge dangerous beasts in the dark (a serious expression).
As for the pillow, the same is true. When you sleep, don’t you sleep more comfortably with something between your legs? ?
emmm....
Well, these are not important,
The real reason is that someone on the other side has expanded.
He scratched his head and looked at his current bedroom with a silent and complex expression, and once again looked around an area larger than his and his brother’s house combined, except for the extravagance of his manor’s owner and that kind of bedside. In addition to the typical European-style noble bed with round nails that make the leather cushions bulge,
There is also a gorgeously decorated single sofa and a small table with various common things next to it, a side by side bookcase filled with books with thick gilded covers, and carpets covering the entire room, which frame the most beautiful scenery outside. Good carved window frames and all kinds of luxury decorations that have been talked about for a long time.
In a word, it is a sin room full of capitalist pleasures.
just...
"It's great to have money..."
Fang Ran couldn't help sighing and thinking, feeling that Veronica's next wave of temptation might be overwhelming, because he could not help but began to plan to let the sewing maid directly make a pocket-like sandwich. The quilt, so he doesn’t have to roll two quilts...
I have a little experience of how great it is to have human and material resources to serve myself,
Fang·swelled·ran.
After taking a look outside, it was just daybreak, he looked around, put on the bedroom shoes I found only one, jumped to the bed, picked up the rattle on the head of the enemy of his life and shook it.
It took a few seconds for the crisp bells to ring, and then a short and fixed knock on the door came.
The head maid, who was dressed more decently and more delicately than the ordinary black and white maid costume, came in with the clothes he was going to wear today.
"Master, these are your clothes."
Wow...it's a maid~~~
Fang Ran, who had just woke up, looked at the women who walked in with a novel look. Although she was not beautiful, she had a professional and reliable professional quality with correct facial features and the bonus of a real maid outfit. Even though Sharon had been hired to work for two days Now, he still couldn't help staring at them every other day.
Fang Ran, except for the first time in this life to see a real maid, I felt extremely novel.
"Ahem, um, okay, thank you, just let it go."
It was the first time that Fang Ran, who was wearing only one pajamas, was brought to the bed with his clothes, except for Fang's mother. His old face was slightly red.
Eh... it seems that there is another person coming...
Then he saw that after saying these words, Sharon stood there without any reaction, intending to look at his intentions honestly.
Fang Ran: "..."
Shit, forget that Sharon can't understand Chinese...
She couldn't help her mouth twitching, Fang Ran held up a particularly stiff smile, pointed outside the door and then pointed at herself and her clothes.
"You...out, I, can wear it yourself..."
I tried to express my intentions in English that was half-baked and with a touch of Northeast flavor.
Then, sure enough, Sharon showed a dazed expression, but she quickly understood what Fang Ran meant and bowed with her hands in front of her.
There was a hint of amusement at the corner of his mouth at the moment he turned and walked out the door.
Not sure that his very thin foreign language level has been ridiculed by his maid maid, Fang Ran picked up the clothes and put them on, first underwear, then shirt, pants, socks, and leather shoes, as well as the black slim suit vest and tuxedo. coat.
After wearing these formal clothes that always felt like he was going out today, she suddenly remembered before looking in the mirror and patted her face...
Do...forgot to wash your face...
...
....
In short, the toss of getting up lasted a lot of time, and finally pushed open the bedroom door with a haggard look, and saw his maid, Sharon, waiting at the door.
(￣д￣;) Hmm... She probably didn’t peek at the handsome and handsome body of the baby...
I felt ashamed for not knowing why, and straightened my shirt collar.
The pure white new shirt in the double-breasted black vest and the slender dovetail suit on the outside make the thin young man look tall and slender at the moment, really looking like a handsome aristocrat.
With only a scepter and a top hat, he can become the youngest gentleman in the social arena.
"I'll lead the way for you, please follow me."
Sharon lowered her head and spoke softly, and then led the way towards the front of the corridor. Although she didn't understand but knew where she was going, Fang Ran followed her.
It stands to reason that Fang Ran’s daily life should be a personal servant’s job, and it should be a personal servant of the male master, but due to Fang Ran’s inseparable carol all day, considering that the male servant may take care of the little girl It would upset the owner, so Sharon did the job for him.
Of course, Fang Ran didn't know this kind of thing at all.
In the not-so-long corridor, cleaning, dusting, and taking care of flowers, all the other maids are busy with their own work. Only when Sharon and Fang Ran pass by will they stop briefly and face each other. But respectfully greetings.
Looking at this scene of scenery, Fang Ran was speechless and wanted to complain a bit when he found out yesterday.
Are there too many servants in this manor? ?
You said that the pruning gardener has seven or eight divisions to form a small group. The chefs are divided into several people according to the dishes and desserts they are good at. It is barely reasonable. The servants and maids even buy vegetables, carry things, even wipe dust and sweep the floor. I have to appoint a person to be responsible for it, and I can bear it.
But you tell me why even the person responsible for opening the door finds two people! ?
When I bought this manor, I watched a whole small phalanx report in front of me,
To be honest, Fang Ran was stunned.
An ordinary young man who had been taught by his mother to do it himself from an early age swallowed heavily and thought with a solemn expression on his face.
This...is the life of a nobleman...?
Sure enough, it is the unbearable weight of Diaosi's death house...
Following his head maid, he soon came to another room not far away.
After Sharon opened the door for him, then smiled and bowed to the side of the door, Fang Ran walked into this room which was only slightly smaller than his bedroom.
Then I saw a small quilt ball on the bed.
He was lying on the bed against the head of the bed.
Fang Ran: emmm....
Yes indeed! Don’t you have a wall when you sleep horizontally!
Why didn't I have such a simple way...cough cough cough!
In the sudden realization that he was running off the cliff, Fang Ran finally remembered that he had come to wake Ling who could still sleep better than him, and walked to the bed solemnly.
Looking at the quilt on the side of the bed, he sighed helplessly:
"Ling... wake up... the sun is coming out, you see I am up..."
Pushing and pulling up the quilt on the bed, Fang Ran first saw a lot of rolled up night skirts~EbookFREE.me~The girl's thigh skin was fairer and softer than white cloth...
"Ok...?"
The light gold and pure white nightdresses scattered on the bed looked like an angel. She heard Fang Ran's voice and opened her sleepy eyes. Then she rubbed the corner of her eyes and sat up, one of her shoulder straps slipped to reveal her delicate whiteness. The shoulder voice was soft and murmured.
"Are you going to get up... Fang Ran..."
Seeing the girl's messy clothes just getting up, Fang Ran was taken aback at first, and then only a helpless pat on the forehead.
How should I put it... I won’t blush when I see such a scene. At any rate, I am not a loicn and relieved.
Why is the mood so complicated...
"Okay, okay... Get up quickly to wash, it's not a good habit to stay in bed, Ling you have to learn from me..."
Seeing the young man like an old father tidying up the nightgown for the girl, the girl who yawned with her hand over her mouth went to the bathroom and shouted:
"Sharon, come and help her fix it and put on the clothes for going out."
The maid who was guarding the door chuckled, knowing that it was time for her to play.
"Fang Ran... shall we go out today...?"
"Well, given the bad shopping experience last time. How about going to the sights today?"
"Ok."
In a manor on the outskirts of Milan, the mornings of young people and girls start the day with a noble lifestyle.
Oh, yes, what I almost forgot to say is...
In this era, the rooms of noble couples are actually separated. The meaning of letting young girls live in that room and the manor servants have spread romantic discussions about them breaking the age gap.
Of course, Fang Ran also didn't know at all.
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