Chapter 2160 Flower War (sixty-eight)
Georgianna also has her own desires to do, however, she cannot act arbitrarily.
Many women in the family are like this. They have to divide their time among many people, husbands, children, and sometimes parents, but the time and energy do not belong to themselves, although she does not belong to Bonaparte's family.
When he was taking a bath, she didn't pack up immediately because she wanted to take care of his feelings.
This may not have anything to do with whether the facilities are simple or not. She shouldn't mention the sense of abjection when he was a small person. Xiao Guanyin was written in the "Nick Polo" travel journal, and she often suggested to Liao Daozong that he did not listen to these "good advice" at all, and instead alienated her.
She needs the skill to speak, or not to be so direct.
At this moment, the bathroom door opened, and he came out in his bathrobe. He didn't ask the valet or Georgiana to brush his back this time.
She looked at his wet hair, and naturally stood up and wanted to help him wipe his hair with a bath towel, but he avoided it without a trace, and she stood there at a loss.
"Do you know what you did wrong?" he asked after a moment.
She didn't answer.
"Don't know or dare not say it?" he asked sternly.
"I shouldn't have mentioned the past," she said in a trembling voice.
He stared at her without speaking.
"You're not the same as before," she sobbed.
"It's annoying that you talk like that."
Isn't it? How can a successful person want to hear about his past when he was a failure.
She thought sarcastically, but didn't say it.
"But that's not the most crucial question." He continued, "When I ask you what you are thinking, you should tell me honestly."
She was a little surprised.
"There are many people who, when they accuse me, are just looking for a justification for betraying me, and if I do not agree with their will, they think I am unwise, and each of them has his own interests in mind, thinking that I don't know how to see through them."
"You want to say that I also think about my own interests?"
"I'm asking you, what are you thinking, and now I'm open to advice."
She thought for a while and translated his words, "Baby is now willing to listen to you tell the truth, and you should be honest when I want to listen." She couldn't make conditions with him like the real baby. , "I told you not to be angry", what should he do when he is angry? What if she was locked up in a mental hospital?
"That book, Father Saint-Pierre's work on peace in Europe," she said softly.
He listened in silence, without any expression or sound.
"Rousseau has commented on his book that every country believes that it is in everyone's interest to weaken an arrogant enemy who wants to rule the world, not to mention that in addition to this common interest, each country can also obtain the individual benefits that he wants to achieve, Although each country fears that if one tyrant is weakened, another tyrant will emerge, it will not give up its own individual interests."
"You want to call me a tyrant?"
"I want to say, don't be the prey of those people, Leon, they don't care about weakening one tyrant and then another tyrant emerges, all they want is profit, and there is a perfect excuse to defeat the tyrant, what could be better than this Just, they won't come together when they can't find this 'common good'."
He looked like he was going to get angry.
"I know you need a strong prestige. Most people are naturally calm and unwilling to take risks, but honor, competing interests, prejudice and hatred can make people willing to take risks, even if the risk is life-threatening. Worry, do you understand what I mean? I hope you are safe." She almost broke down and said, at least she could go to Elba and St. Henna as a prisoner like "before", instead of being considered dead. No, and all of this was caused by her meddling.
"God did not create human beings to kill each other, because people built the tower of Babel, the purpose of building this tower is to promote our name, so God let human beings speak different languages, so that the language barrier and scattered place."
She said in pain that sometimes people can't communicate because they speak different languages.
But people understand the benefits of talking about panic, so they choose to talk about panic.
He walked over to her and rested her head in his arms.
"How did you come up with the idea of building a Saint-Pierre church?" he asked softly.
"I don't remember much," she recalled. "But I seem to have been through a lot of pain."
"And then you got a 'revelation'?" he asked.
"No, I just had that feeling," she recalled. "When the light was sprinkled in a dark room and formed a special composition, I thought it was beautiful."
He kissed her.
"I also think you are beautiful. I'm sorry for what I said just now. Please don't take it to heart."
"I want to be fair to you, but I can't be unfair to him." She said at a loss.
"Why do you want to be fair to me?"
Because of one person, it is difficult to change.
"You pity me?" he asked again.
She doesn't know what this guy has to be pitied about.
But he laughed.
"Then have pity on me." He grabbed her hand and placed it in place of his heart. "Can you feel it? You've got me hooked and my heart beats for you."
appeared, the trick that the Frenchman is good at.
"How much cologne did you add to the bath water?" she asked dazedly.
"Without you, I will never taste love again, look at me."
The color of the sky during the day is blue, just like the blue sky outside the window at this moment, and the color of the sea near the chalk cliffs is closer to emerald.
The color of the night sky was black, but it was not as dull as the other person she knew, and the stars were twinkling, and the silvery moonlight.
"Without you, who would I tell my love to."
"No no no!" She put her hands over his face "Stop!"
He really stopped talking.
"Merlin's beard, you rhetoric Muggle!" she said angrily, "I'm going to move to the next room!"
"There is no door between the two rooms here."
"I know, that's why I'm moving!" She took out her wand. "I'm going to work!"
He smiled helplessly and shook his head, and then threw her down.
(end of this chapter)
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