MTL - The Law of the Silent Gentleman-Chapter 51 moon night

Now that he knew that Suweita was spying on them, Giuliano felt more defensive. They did want an alliance, but they couldn't trust the soldier unreservedly.

It's a pity that Antoine has no heart and no lungs. He answered whatever Suweita asked, and he almost didn't tell the color of his underwear. If this continues, he will have to sell them!

Enzo, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "General, you probably don't know that Antoine is a great young swordsman, and he even saved our lives."

"Oh? There is such a thing?" Su Weita was full of interest.

"Yes, that's how we met. Antoine is so thin-skinned that he doesn't feel comfortable talking about these things, but I think there's enough about him to write a poem and sing about it. Isn't it, Lacey?"

Enzo deftly shifts the conversation to Antoine, putting him in the limelight. He told the story of their encounter in Ponto City, deliberately concealing part of the content, and deliberately exaggerating the other part. Generally speaking, everything is true, but the taste has changed in the ears of the listeners—Rainy Night Prison escape has become a great adventure in pursuit of justice, and Antoine is naturally the protagonist of the adventure and the hero of the story.

Antoine blushed and wanted to interrupt Enzo's embellished narration several times, but where he had the eloquence of a reticent, Enzo took the initiative of the conversation back in a few words. Su Weita was fascinated by hearing this, and exclaimed again and again. Lexi and Giuliano looked at Enzo in disbelief, realizing for the first time that he was so good at talking nonsense seriously. It's a shame that he didn't partner with Leixi in performing arts.

When the carriage arrived at Suveta's mansion, Enzo's story was not yet finished. Su Weita said regretfully: "Everyone's adventures are really wonderful, and they are worthy of special mention! It's a pity that time is limited, and I can't finish listening today. I will listen to it when I have time." He jumped off the carriage and bowed to everyone. Bow, then summon the servants to arrange rooms for the distinguished guests.

After getting rid of Suweita, Giuliano finally breathed a sigh of relief. Enzo, on the other hand, had a grim expression and kept staring at the general's back fiercely.

Su Weita arranged a separate guest room for each of them, and each sent two guards to guard the door, and asked them to bring guards with them when they went out to prevent assassins from entering. As soon as Giuliano opened the door, the two guards stared at him with horror. I don't know if Suweita wanted to protect the safety of the guests, or to restrict their movements.

Fortunately, the mere guards can't stop the agile Reticent at all. Giuliano was lying on the bed with all his clothes on. After a while, he heard a faint knock on the window from behind the curtain. He jumped up and opened the curtains, Enzo was smiling at him from the windowsill. Giuliano's heart fluttered, and he quickly opened the window and pulled the silent one in. He thought to himself, this situation is like a passionate young man climbing a window to meet his lover at night.

Enzo turned around and closed the curtains, walked around the guest room, touched the walls for a while, and patted the furniture for a while. Confused, Giuliano asked, "What are you doing?"

"Some wealthy people like to build mezzanines in their rooms so that they can spy on guests' daily activities. I'm afraid of being watched."

He checked it carefully, but found nothing, so he snorted slightly: "This Su Weita is considered an 'honest gentleman', and he didn't repair the mezzanine."

"There's something wrong with him."

"Something? Something is wrong with him! What are you planning?"

Giuliano motioned him to be calm, unbuttoned his jacket, and took out the account books and letters hidden close to him. Enzo took his spoils: "Seeing you **** so actively, I thought you were going to 'entertain' me..."

"Be serious!"

Enzo squinted his eyes, and his eyes flickered under the long eyelashes, as if he was planning some trick. He found a sofa and sat down, hooked Giuliano's waist, and pulled it around himself. Giuliano staggered on his chest, tripped again on purpose, and naturally fell into a position of sitting on his lap.

"You...you don't want to..." Giuliano's face was hot, and he couldn't speak clearly.

Enzo unfolded the letters as if nothing had happened, read each of them, then opened the account book, and quickly browsed through it. During this time, he has been dishonestly rubbing Giuliano's waist, his fingers burrowing into the hem of his jacket, rubbing the skin on his waist and abdomen. I don't know if he saw it or not.

Giuliano blushed, tried to stand up several times, but was pulled back several times by Enzor, thumping in vain for a long time. Enzuo came close to his ear and blew, and said with a smile: "Hey, be honest, don't move, you are always tossing on me, and I can't hold it anymore."

Giuliano accidentally touched Enzo's lower body, and there was a little reaction there. He withdrew his hand suddenly as if he had touched a burning coal, turned his head away from looking at Enzo, his face was already red up to the ears, and even his neck was covered with pink.

"Look... see anything?" He stammered to change the subject.

Enzo kissed the base of his ear: "This Fernando is indeed working with pirates to engage in illegal activities. Just the two charges of 'collaborating with the enemy' and 'selling stolen goods' are enough for him to drink a pot."

"I am going to form an alliance with General Suveta. The evidence I found and the charge of 'assassination' will definitely bring down Fernando in one fell swoop. Do you think it is because Fernando hated Suveta for destroying the pirates that he hired someone to kill him? Killed the killer?"

Enzo pondered for a moment, "This...you can't say for sure yet. That Suweita is not an idler. We must unite with him and guard against him at the same time."

Giuliano was apprehensive. Sure enough, Enzo also saw that something was wrong. Are they overthinking?

"However, let's not talk about this now." Enzo changed the subject, put the account books and letters aside, and tightly wrapped his hands around Giuliano's waist. His apprentice "hissed" and raised his head involuntarily, exposing the most vulnerable neck.

Enzo unbuttoned Giuliano's collar and touched the silver chain hidden in his clothes. Giuliano always wore the emerald necklace he gave him. Enzo licked his lips in satisfaction, like a thirsty man, he bit Giuliano's Adam's apple, as if he wanted to drink his blood to satisfy his thirst.

Giuliano twisted his body impatiently, and made a voice like he was dying: "Stop it! This is... someone else's house..."

"It's fun to **** under someone's roof."

"I mean it!" Giuliano yelled, begging for mercy.

Enzo suddenly stopped moving. Not because he finally realized that as a guest, he should observe etiquette, but because he heard something outside the window. Giuliano heard it too. Lust had not dulled his senses. He frantically looked for the blade hidden in his sleeve, but Enzo took off his clothes and piled them up on his elbows, becoming a natural shackle.

He exclaimed, not understanding why Enzo suddenly locked his hands. Shouldn't they be cautiously checking out the window now? But Enzo didn't seem to have that intention, he had no interest in everything outside the window, and all his attention was devoted to Giuliano. The young apprentice couldn't move his hands, so he could only ride on Enzo's lap, leaning on him to maintain his balance.

"There seems to be someone outside!" Giuliano didn't dare to shout loudly, so he could only speak in a breathless voice.

"Leave him alone," Enzo hummed, leaving one crimson hickey after another on Giuliano's collarbone.

Giuliano was riding on his lap, and the two of them were tightly pressed against each other. He could feel Enzo's growing desire. He was so anxious that he was about to cry. There are people out there! Why didn't Enzo care? It's not that I didn't hear it!

Enzo didn't care about these, he concentrated on planting strawberries on Giuliano's body, and couldn't keep his hands free, rubbing and kneading on his lower body, Giuliano soon became hard hard, with his **** pressed against Enzo's abdomen through his pants . Enzo let out a small laugh, took off Giuliano's trousers, took them off to his knees, and reached out to touch his buttocks.

Between the snow-white buttock mounds, the secret hole is slightly opened, like a flower bud about to bloom. Enzo pushed aside the tender folds of the hole, and dug the deep flesh-red tunnel. The **** are flexed and extended at times, sometimes pressed together to penetrate deep, and sometimes separated to open the tunnel. Giuliano wanted to scream but didn't dare, biting his lip to hold on. Enzo was afraid that he would bite his lips, so he kissed him deeply, his tongue kept turning in his mouth, and his fingers dug harder in his back hole.

The wet and slippery flesh wrapped around Enzo's fingers, opening and closing with heavier and heavier breathing. It was as if a spring had been dug out of the young apprentice's body, and the transparent juice kept flowing out, overflowing from the mouth of the flower that had already bloomed, moistening the flesh of the hole.

"You're sucking so tightly, and a lot of water has flowed out." Enzo laughed out loud, "Didn't you eat enough at the banquet? Are you so hungry?"

"Well... I can't eat at the banquet... yours..." Giuliano panted, and said intermittently, "You feed me..."

"You do it yourself."

Enzo took off one leg of Giuliano's trousers, unbuttoned his belt, pulled the trousers down slightly, and the **** that swelled to the extreme jumped out, right in the gap between Giuliano's buttocks. The hard tip grazed the hole, causing him to shudder. His hands were bound by a large mass of clothes behind him, unable to hold Enzo's penis, nor could he accurately send it into the hole. He could only heave his body up and down, trying to find the glans head, but even after trying several times, the thing just slipped past the side of Mei's hole, rubbing the tender meat of the hole and the sensitive perineum, and sometimes it would swell up to fullness pouch.

"No hurry, take your time."

How could Giuliano have such patience! Enzo's **** rubbed up and down between his buttocks, which aggravated his **** even more. The sap secreted from the **** stained the penis, making the whole thing shiny and wet. He tried several times, and finally, the mouth of the hole contained the glans. He sat down slowly, swallowing the huge, hard **** inside him until the tender meat from the opening was sucked down to the very bottom of the cock.

He couldn't move his hands, and it was difficult to maintain his balance. Enzo grabbed his waist, lifted his body and lowered it down heavily, pressing him **** his penis. The lower body also rises and falls in conjunction with the movement of the hands. When it is lifted up, it is pulled away from his body, and when it is pushed down, it penetrates to the deepest part with force.

Giuliano has forgotten the movement outside the window, and he is immersed in the intense sex. The small hole was inserted so that the juice splashed everywhere, and the flesh at the hole turned into a lustful flesh red in the faster and faster rubbing. Something hot in the body is about to overflow, as if the whole body has become a cave for people to thrust and play with, a tool for relieving desire. Enzo penetrated him unceremoniously, used him, but when Giuliano looked at Enzo, the other's gray eyes kept gazing at him affectionately. A man will only show that kind of yearning and pity for his most cherished lover.

The two huge contrasts make Giuliano have no time to think, but can only immerse himself in the ocean of desire and be swallowed by the tide of one wave after another. The waves of **** finally pushed him to the climax, as if he was thrown into the sky by the waves, he lost consciousness for an instant, but recovered quickly. He reached the peak back and forth at the same time, the white liquid splashed on Enzo's abdomen, his back hole tightened like a convulsion, and sucked out Enzo's semen. A large amount of viscous liquid poured into his abdominal cavity, filling his body, and at the same time filling a certain void in his soul.

He fell on Enzo, gasping for breath. Enzo patted his buttocks, leaving a few bright red palm prints, which were particularly conspicuous against the white skin and the white fluid overflowing from the hole.

Enzo kissed him tenderly, pulled out the **** that had not yet softened completely, and inserted his fingers into the secret hole again to dig and dig. The **** mixed with the **** juice secreted by the flesh wall flowed out one after another. Giuliano let him play with him, and he didn't even have the energy to kiss him back.

Enzo picked up Giuliano, put him on the bed, and lifted his leg. Giuliano thought that he hadn't had enough time yet and would have another round, but Enzo took out a handkerchief from his pocket and cleaned his body carefully. Giuliano shields his face with his arms. When you are in love, you can let go, but afterwards you become shy.

After cleaning up, Enzo simply tidied himself up, got dressed, sat by the bed for a while, and then said to Giuliano, "Can you still get up?"

His apprentice propped himself up: "What are you doing?"

"Get dressed. The guests have been waiting too long."

Giuliano hurriedly put on his trousers and put on his clothes. He buttoned several buttons incorrectly. Enzo looked at him helplessly and helped him button them back correctly.

"What guest? There is someone outside the window?" Giuliano felt like he was about to explode. If the movement outside the window just now meant that there was someone outside, then wouldn't that person have heard the whole process...

Enzo walked to the window, drew the curtains, and opened the window. The night wind came in, and Giuliano shrank his shoulders from the cold.

"Come in, it's windy outside." Enzo said, but his attitude was indifferent.

"Humph."

A muffled grunt, half annoyed, half mocking. Then, Lexi jumped in from the window.