Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 152 Female Driver

Duke Xavier's heart is broken at this moment, he is really blinded by lard, why did he believe Elder Annion's nonsense back then!

She was still too young, knowing that the other party was notorious in the school and was almost bad, but she was still fooled.

After what this matter is done, black and white can take both, and you can walk sideways in Saigon mainland.

He felt afraid that he was going to die sideways.

The Duke looked pale: "I don't think it's safe here anymore. I want to hide in the Kingdom of Bokemia for a few years and buy a coffin by the way."

The Kingdom of Bokemia is the place with the best law and order in the entire Saigon mainland. Many demons there are very polite and never do anything. It is rumored that there are still people who take the initiative to help the old lady cross the road. Many of them are law-abiding citizens.

The last person who dared to do things there was the Bone Lord, about 560 years ago, and now the Dark Lord has completely disappeared, and it is said that he walked very peacefully.

The Duchess pursed her lips and smiled tenderly, gently stroking her husband's back: "Honey, don't be so pessimistic, it's not necessarily a bad thing, it's a big deal, I'll protect you.

With so much free time, I still practice hard, and I still have the ability to reason. "

Xavier was taken aback, and couldn't help hugging his wife in his arms, staring at her gentle face affectionately, and arranging her golden hair.

It can be seen that the Duke loves his wife deeply, and even after nearly 30 years of marriage, he is still overwhelmed by her.

It may be that his wife is too low-key, he always subconsciously thinks that she is a weak woman, and can't help but want to protect her.

For Xavier, the proudest thing in his life was not defeating his brothers to inherit the title of the family.

He was only at the third level back then, but he took her home from the hands of countless strong men, and his jaw dropped in shock. He is only at the beginning of the fourth level now.

The Duke's family, which has been passed down for more than a thousand years, does not lack fourth-order powerhouses. There is not only one strong man at the temple level (fourth-order high or fourth-order peak). He is superior.

Helen Wiggis Blois, now the name of the Duchess, she is a beauty, but she is not a beauty, and she is not as beautiful as her daughter Catherine, let alone Kesha.

Some history books have her name, and about 50 years ago, she invented the mechanical camera, which could take black and white pictures.

She is 94 years old this year, 30 years older than her husband, but compared to her long lifespan, she is still very young, having only spent about one-fifth of her life.

Compared to ordinary people, she is equivalent to a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl.

Xavier kissed her for a while and asked, "Helen, what should I do?"

Touching his face, the Duchess smiled: "I'll go talk to Catherine, anyway, I gave birth to her in October, anyway, in my opinion, she is my daughter.

Maybe she will deny me as a mother in the future, but as long as she is still by my side, I will love her. "

Xavier sighed, he couldn't do this, he was afraid of Catherine, and never dared to discipline her, all the while, it was his wife who was educating her.

Catherine is not Xavier's biological daughter, but he has not been greened by anyone, because Catherine is not strictly anyone's daughter.

"Dong dong!"

The mother knocked at the door of her daughter's boudoir, and in a short time Catherine opened it, took her by the hand, and let her in.

Wearing a white dress, the gentle and virtuous duchess picked up a black and white film photo on her daughter's dressing table, and said in a slightly surprised tone, "Is this the guy who stole my precious daughter's heart?"

This was taken by a neighbor before Catherine left. The background was by the flower bed of the small villa. Catherine hugged Ren's neck from behind, smiling brightly, while Ren looked impatient.

The lady's voice was very soft. She took the hand of the shy daughter and stared at the photo: "The expression is bitter and hateful, with a stubborn and indifferent look, and a bit cynical. Heh, it seems that I was very depressed before. Ah, I have experienced severe beatings.

Such a little man is not only incomprehensible, but also very stubborn. However, this is quite attractive to young literary girls. "

Catherine sat side by side with her mother on the edge of the mahogany bed, and she leaned her head on her shoulder: "I don't know how to get along with him, he seems to dislike me."

The corner of her mouth curled up, and the Duchess stroked her daughter's cheek: "Of course, the other party seems to be an emotional idiot, and he is preoccupied, so the conversation effect is not good."

"Then what should I do?" Catherine was very confused, and the leftover woman didn't know what to do.

With a narrow smile, she whispered in her daughter's ear: "It's very simple, seduce him!

Doesn't he live in the same villa with you? This time, go back and buy a few more sets of beautiful clothes, not conservative or revealing, half-covered, and walk in front of him every day.

No matter how inadvertently handing out some benefits, he is just a young man with a strong blood, how can he still withstand the temptation? "

Blushing, Catherine was very shy: "I don't want to sleep with him."

"You want to give your feelings and stay with him for the rest of your life?"

Catherine was embarrassed to answer, but the Duchess smiled lightly and calmly: "You know, you have already missed the time when he grew from a hot-blooded boy to what he is now.

He is no longer ignorant and naive. He has his own values ​​and is not easily influenced by others.He had reinvented himself once, with his own temper and ways of doing things. "

"Really?" Catherine looked up, feeling a little lost in her heart: "That's right, he seems to be more mature than me, although I'm 6 years older than him."

The Duchess looked directly into her daughter's eyes with gentle eyes: "It's not too late."

"What?" Catherine was confused.

Kissing her daughter's forehead lightly, the wife picked up the comb on the bed cabinet and helped her daughter tidy her long hair: "Prodigal sons are always like this, they yearn for the feeling of freedom and unfetteredness in their bones, and they can live alone without a woman.

Of course, they are still young people after all, so they definitely don't mind meeting a beautiful lady, or even sleeping with a few more beauties. "

The Duchess stood up and let Catherine sit in front of the dressing table, facing the mirror, and grooming her daughter: "But they are still confused, pursuing chic or ideals, but they grow up day by day and have to face the cold reality. Depending on people's will, sooner or later they will hit their heads and bleed.

They seem to be mature, understand many truths, and seem to see through the world, but they don't understand responsibility, they don't understand family, and they still have a youthful side.

The maturity of the mind never happens overnight. It is not that you become mature and prudent after you understand some so-called principles. If you don’t calm down, you will not be able to breed true wisdom after the precipitation of time. "

Catherine smiled slightly. She took her mother's hand and turned to look at her: "Mom, what should I do?"

The Duchess looks reminiscent, her mature woman's elegant smile is intoxicating.

Every frown and smile gives people a sense of coquettishness, and she has a different charm despite her not particularly beautiful appearance.

Her thin lips parted slightly, and her voice was as soft as crisp: "So it's not too late, go and witness his growth, love is never an encounter or a hero saving the beauty, nor is it pure desire.

Feelings are something that either wears out over time and loses its color, or accumulates slowly in daily life, settles in the heart, and lasts forever.

I don't think there is any special skill in falling in love. I will experience it with him, and the two of us will do something together.

He chops vegetables, you cook, wash each other's clothes, dance together, etc. In short, don't push everything to your partner, that's very selfish. "

She didn't know what to think of, but she suddenly smiled mischievously: "Also, men like the new and dislike the old, so don't let him lose their sense of freshness."

Catherine didn't understand, so: "What?"

"Learn more, increase knowledge, and always have common topics..."

Catherine blushed, she shook her hand in embarrassment: "Mom, be serious."

The Duchess smiled, and lightly let go of the steering wheel: "Don't be shy, free your brain and use your imagination, men are cheap bones! Eating what's in the bowl and coveting what's in the pot, don't let him get bored.

For example, your father wants to save face, so I have to pretend to be stupid, so as not to steal his limelight, especially in front of outsiders, I must satisfy their vanity..."

Catherine was dumbfounded, and she found that her brain was a little insufficient.

The female driver didn't take it seriously, she had just started the car and hadn't drifted through the corner yet.

When she was driving back then, those bitches couldn't even see her taillights.

(End of this chapter)