Wine and Gun

The TV show continues, and the designers’ renovation work is drawing to a close, followed by a quick cut of interviews with various family members. The owners of the house expressed their expectations for the new house to the camera.

"It doesn't look like they've found the secret door in the basement," Albarino commented, his voice drowsy, when a serial killer stays up all night to kill, arranges the dead in the trunk If you have sex with your boyfriend without sleeping, it may happen to him, "There's a closet in the back."

Herstal also glanced at the TV. This was the first time he was looking directly at the TV screen: "What did you put in the closet?"

"Yawn...some of the victim's relic, maybe some hair."

Hestal didn't want to ask why there was hair, which sounded more like a dead-end design, so he reached out to quilt Albarino and said, "Go to sleep."

"Then do you mind cleaning up the victim's blood that we dripped on the floor tomorrow?" Albarino asked expectantly.

Herstal thought for a while: "Mind."

"...Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow." Albarino let out a strange murmur between frustration and sleepiness, then put his head on Herstal's shoulder, and put his arms around him, "Good night. ."

Herstal would like to point out that although the TV prefers to shoot the picture of two people sleeping together, but that actually brings nothing but stiff neck and sore shoulders, and Albarino has already tried this. So many failed attempts - but Albarino was going to keep trying, his lips now on Herstal's shoulders, the stubble already emerging lightly prickling his skin, his breath warm. Hot brushed from his neck.

And the sound of the TV continued low, telling a story that was far from them and belonged to the past, outside the window was the wide, calm shore of the Aegean Sea, and in a few hours the sun would rise.

never mind. Herstal closed his eyes. Go with him.

Chapter 136 Underneath The Tree

Albarino said, "Hestal, I have a present for you."

- It happened on Christmas Eve night.

Christmas is here again, and people in Hoxton are spending their time shopping for holiday supplies, decorating Christmas trees and clearing snow in their yards; a strong Christmas atmosphere has permeated the streets, and shops have begun to use snowflake ornaments, Christmas trees and Santa Claus dolls decorate their storefronts, and various Christmas promotion signs are hung in the window; this season, even the local gangsters have settled down a lot. It seems that even those gangsters who lick their blood are not willing to live in the ice and snow. When the time to run out of the fire and.

This is Herstal and Albarino's first Christmas in Hoxton, and if all goes well (i.e. everything stays the same), it's probably not what they're in here The only Christmas in northern Europe.

Exactly two years after the bloody case in the Church of Our Lady of the Rosary, many people have forgotten about this incident and are no longer obsessed with whether the real culprit of the case has been arrested. They no longer need to worry about being recognized by others as they did when they just left the United States; On the other hand, so far, both the Security Service and Gabriel Morgenstern have kept their initial promises, so their lives in Hoxton are even comfortable.

"Easy" - Herstal never thought he would one day use this word to describe his life on the run, but it does now.

Last Christmas they were still in Spain, and they had to change places every two months, so they didn't even have time to prepare a Christmas tree for Christmas, let alone any Christmas gifts; and this time Albarino bought it from the market Come back to a real fir, and then hang it with little lights, and the silver bell that came down from the WLPD Christmas tree.

It snowed again on the night of Christmas Eve, and when you looked out the window, you could see a thick layer of white on the window lattice, but the interior of the fire was still warm. Albarino was sitting on the sofa by the window, with a glass of eggnog in his hand, and the gingerbread men he baked on a tray on the table next to him.

It was at this time that Albarino said, "Hestal, I have a present for you."

When they did put a Christmas tree in the corner of their house for a moment, and Albarino actually had a pile of colorful gifts underneath, it seemed like complete nonsense.

At this time Herstal was sitting in the chair closest to the fireplace reading a novel, and while Albarino was talking, he didn't even get distracted to put the novel down. It was their usual way of getting along, after all about a quarter of what Albarino said had no actual content.

"I'm glad you remember this custom at Christmas, so what?" Herstal asked rhetorically.

Albarino put his elbows on his knees and smiled at him: "I want you to take it apart now."

Herstal finally deigned to put down the novel in his hand and looked at each other. Albarino's smile seems to indicate that he has no bad intentions - Albarino's kind of no bad intentions, which is the kind of "you really don't take a head out of a gift box", which can be Not reassuring—and now the clock on the wall clearly pointed to ten-thirty, which was not the time to unwrap gifts according to common customs.

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