It’s an exception. I stop
I want you to tell me that he said that you are building a room, isn’t it? We can talk quietly there, but I feel that there is someone else in the room.
He glanced in the direction of the corridor.
Yes, Aunt Quinn is in the back bedroom. I said I’d just see her for a while.
It’s a strange name. Aunt Quinn AunQueen commented that it’s very southern to show a bright smile. Will you take me to see her?
There is no doubt that I have no common sense to hesitate to answer. Her name is Lorraine McQueen. People around here call her Miss Quinn or Aunt Quinn.
We walked into the aisle together and he didn’t forget to look up at the square spiral staircase.
His boots screeched on the big stone, and I took him to aunt Quinn’s open door.
There she is, my dear, gorgeous and very busy, not disturbed by our approach at all.
She sat at her big stone table on the right side of the dressing table, which made her the most L-shaped. The floor lamp on the side of the dressing table illuminated her well, and her many embossed gems were placed on the table. She held a magnifying glass with a bone handle in her right hand.
She was wearing a white padded satin gown, which looked horribly fragile. The belt buckle was folded in her slender waist, and the white silk scarf wrapped her neck well. She wore her favorite necklace inlaid with diamonds and pearls, and her soft gray hair bent suddenly beside her face. When she studied the stone carving, her eyes were full of vivid expression. At the fork of her robe, I saw her wearing dangerous pink beaded high heels. I want to say that it is always dangerous to teach these pointed heel shoes.
Aunt Quinn’s name sounds very suitable for her. I can feel proud of her. She is my guardian in my life. I’m not worried that she will notice that Lister is abnormal. His tanned skin is easy to hide. Maybe it’s his rare beauty to say something special, and I’m inexpressibly happy at this moment.
In Liszt’s eyes, this room must look like a beautiful picture. In the left corner, there is a covered bed. Recently, a rose-red satin fabric with darker color has been newly laid to decorate the bed. A thick satin bedspread, embroidered pillows and other decorative pillows are piled together. The chairs around the satin sofa are all matched with the bedspread.
Jane Mann is in the shadow, our housekeeper all the year round. Her silky black skin and good looks give her a special beauty, just like Aunt Quinn. She looks unusually sharp in red tights, high heels and a pearl necklace. I gave her that beaded chain, didn’t I?
Jensman gently waved his hand at me, then turned around and got up. There was a small object on the side table, and when Aunt Quinn looked up to greet me and shouted Quinn excitedly, Jensman stopped working and walked past us.
I want to hug Jensman. I haven’t seen her for several nights, but I’m afraid. Then I think no, I’ve hunted. Is it warm? My heart is full of greed and good feelings. I feel that I’m not cursed. I feel too much love. Take a step back and pull Jensman into my arms.
She has a well-proportioned figure, her skin is lovely milk chocolate color, she has hazel eyes, and her curly short hair is always beautiful and floating yellow around her round head.
Ah, my little boss, she said, giving me a hug. We are in the shadow of the corridor, my mysterious little boss. She continued, I seldom see you.
You will always be my girlfriend. I whispered kissing her forehead and dying in this intimate contact helped me a lot, and I was hopeful and a little crazy.
You come in, Quinn. Aunt Quinn shouted, Jensman gently let me go to the back door.
Ah, your friends are together, aunt Quinn said, and I listened to her and went in. Lister is by my side, and this room is warmer than the rest of the room.
Aunt Quinn’s pronunciation is beyond age, that is, she is not young, and when she speaks, she is clearly imperative.
I’m glad to have your companion, she said, and what a tall young man you are. She was very happy to tell Lister that she was very sarcastic to her. Come here and let me have a good look at you. You are really handsome. Come into the light.
And you, my dear lady, you are a beautiful phantom. Lister said that his French accent was slightly aggravated, as if to emphasize his words. He bent over a big stone table filled with embossed gems and kissed her hand.
She is indeed a beautiful phantom, but she still has a beautiful face despite her long years. Her face is sharp and angular, but she doesn’t look haggard. Her thin lips are evenly painted with rose lipstick, and her eyes are still shining blue despite the traces of time around her. Her chest is dazzling with diamonds and pearls, and her long fingers are wearing several gorgeous diamond rings.
Jewelry always seems to be a noble part of her strength, as if age gives her a strong advantage, and a cute and weak point makes her personality more prominent.
The little boy here, she said to me
I went to her and leaned over to let her kiss me on the cheek, which is what I used to do. After I grew to such an amazing height of 6′ 4, she often teased me to pull my head and wouldn’t let me go. This time, she didn’t do that. She was distracted by the charming person with a warm smile at her desk.
How incredible your coat is, she said to Lister. Oh, where did you get a wide-brimmed double-breasted gift and return it? How perfect the embossed buttons are. Can you come and show me now? Do you know that I am crazy about embossed stones? In recent years, I have hardly thought about anything but this.
Lister approached her, and I stepped aside to make room for her. I suddenly felt afraid, very afraid, of what she would notice, but my horse realized that the situation was completely under Lister’s control.
Didn’t another blood drinker, I created, fascinate Aunt Quinn like this? What the hell am I supposed to panic about?
When she carefully examined the buttons and commented that each button bears a different muse, Lister looked down at her with a smile as if she had been captured by her charm, and I loved her because Aunt Quinn is my favorite person in this world, and both of them brought me joy here, which was almost unbearable.
She said to a real double-breasted gift
Oh, I’m a musician, Ms. Lister said to her, you know, in this year, a rock musician can wear a double-breasted gift. If I want him, I’ll indulge myself. I’m a hopeless dramatic guy. I’m stubborn. I’m tall, paranoid and eccentric. I always remove obstacles when I walk into a room, and I’m crazy about ancient things
Yes, how true this fanaticism is. She said that she was obviously very happy about it. Lister stepped back to me and my two handsome boys commented that you know Quinn’s mother is a singer, although I hate to say what kind of singer she is.
Lister didn’t know he gave me a curious look and a teasing smile.
She sang country music, and I quickly said her name was Percy blackwood PasyBlakwd, and her voice was very infectious.
Very strong country music Aunt Quinn said slightly disapprovingly, I think she called it country music, which said a lot of questions. Despite this, she has a good voice and she can occasionally write some lyrics that are not so bad. She is good at a sad folk song that is almost Celtic, although she doesn’t realize it, but you know that she really wants to sing bluegrass music in minor. If she sings it instead of what she thinks it should be, she may be able to get the name she wants, Aunt Quinn sighed.
I was surprised not because of her wisdom, but also because of this strange unfaithfulness. Aunt Quinn was never a person who would criticize her blood relatives, but somewhere in her heart seemed to be disturbed by Lester’s gaze. Maybe he used a little charm and what she told was all deep in her heart.