Chapter 91

Anna has basically never seen Karenin change her clothes.

They didn't attend the party together much. On the one hand, it is because Karenin was not keen on social intercourse, on the other hand, Anna was not keen on it before. The couple have the same idea about the party - it's profitable.

Husbands never find this idea wrong.

Karenin didn't think that if his wife was a party enthusiast, he would not interfere and even give himself all his support as long as he could maintain his dignity and be a wife. However, after he really had a wife, the appropriate three outlooks, despite their different temperament, were thoughtful enough to make Karenin feel that God had indeed given him enough luck.

"I didn't notice this before." Anna said she was sitting in a soft chair with her right hand up and looking at her husband.

"You noticed." Karenin said faintly, and finally put some hair wax on his hair. Then turn around and continue to remind you exactly when it happened.

Anna laughed. "Well, I just didn't notice the process."

"It's very popular to let a strand of hair hang down recently. Don't be so rigid." Anna said with a smile and wanted to see how Karenin responded.

"Not every fashion suits me," Karenin said, putting the wax box back on the table, looking at Anna with blue eyes as if he knew what his wife wanted to hear. "I'm a conservative."

Anna put down her hand as if she had been teased and looked at her husband with a look of pride.

Karenin looked at his wife, who was laughing happily. Then he looked down at the brush and said, "Anna, come and help me." As soon as he finished, he saw the light in his wife's eyes.

"What can I do for you?"

The wife looked a little eager to try. Karenin's lips raised a smile and indicated with his hand that the former could help.

"I can definitely do well." Anna held up the small brush and said, gently brush off some of the fine hairs on her clothes. She did so meticulously, as if she were treating a job carefully, and this is part of Karenin's love for Anna.

"Do you like them?" Anna asked, her voice full of anticipation.

Karenin looked his wife in the eyes, then nodded and gave a positive answer.

"Yes."

Anna took Karenin's arm. The latter's eyes were suspicious at first, but finally calmed down.

These small details have been gradually familiar with over time. It is obvious that the official's polite concession has made his wife more and more arrogant, but what? If a man like Karenin is not willing, then no one can do anything about him.

Anna looked at them in the mirror, her eyes away from her clothes, only focused on the man Karenin, then half leaning on each other and smiling.

"Look, we're together." She said, somewhat foolishly.

"Of course we are together." Karenin pointed out rationally.

"Yes." Anna agreed. She didn't explain more, but the smile grew deeper. Sometimes a woman's romantic mind, men do not understand, but also do not need to interfere with the moment's good mood.

The sparkling sound of the carriage is no stranger, and the road to the dance will never be lonely. Although there was so little talk at the moment, Karenin told her before he left that he had to think about some official affairs in the carriage.

When Karenin put forward this matter, unlike ordinary men with compulsion, it was not that they could only mumble apologetically. Just like some ordinary couples, even the high-ranking official in Russia only told his wife in a consultative tone.

And like Karenin's attitude, he seems to have known for a long time that his wife would not embarrass him.

Therefore, Karenin was immersed in the thoughts of official documents, while Anna herself took a spare book.

Each other is silent and does not disturb each other. But the wife always looks at her husband from time to time, while the husband occasionally reaches out his hand unconsciously and gently touches his wife to confirm her existence. The wife also smiles for his unconscious action and gently touches her back.

It's like talking and replying.

"Are you still with me?"

"Yes, of course, I'm always by your side."

This habit of small habits is silent, even if the parties do not think carefully, it will not be found, and this has become a treasure of the wife's heart.

When she arrived at Prince yuspov's residence, she got out of the carriage and went in with Karenin's arm.

The porter took them to the banquet hall.

On the gorgeous Persian carpet, laughter, wine glasses interlaced, the candle light was very bright, the young women's faces were charming and moving, and the men's eyes and eyebrows seemed to carry the unique style of the upper class.Anna's cousin, Betsy, was also invited to be in the column. The woman in a rose red dress was coquettish and smiling in the crowd, so conspicuous. And this remarkable lady is still "your husband?" Lenatton gave a moment, looking unprepared at the tall man in the crowd.

Anna's eyes were a little confused when she saw the boy withdraw her eyes. Maybe she didn't believe that people like Karenin would like the Bible, but she still gave a little naive smile.

"I think your husband is a good man."

Anna sighed at Lennart's maturity and was moved by his comment, so she couldn't help looking at her husband, looking at his tall and thin figure, with a cup of wine in his mouth, sometimes with a smile of courtesy.

Anna felt good.

In this world, Karenin already has the respect of many same-sex people and the love given to him by women like her. Today, there is a child who, though unable to prove, believes that it is a real compliment. One child also gave Karenin an evaluation.

These good comments made Anna feel proud of being a wife.

The more deeply she loved Karenin, the more she hoped that he could get more love and be recognized by people. Although he may not need it, Anna will always be happy for him if it turns out to be true.

As if sensing Anna's eyes, Karenin slightly side of the body, eyes looked over.

Her eyes met, and the Duchess' voice rang out. She announced that the dance was about to begin, and the first dance, which she intended to leave to Anna and them, in return.

Anna felt that she had never received so much attention except on her wedding day.

When she came to her senses, a hand was in her sight.

The hand was familiar, and even if she didn't touch it, Anna knew it was warm and generous.

There are thin cocoons on the belly, not like those of the working people or soldiers. Not easy to sweat, not greasy, not too thin to make people feel pain, but just right.

"Anna?" Karenin called in a low voice to remind her.

Anna smiles and hands it over as if it were the day of her wedding. She never doubted her trust in it, and it turned out that she was right.

Karenin took Anna to the dance floor.

He's not the kind of person with a high level of dancing, but he can't make mistakes.

Anna was not Karenin's first dance partner, and his wife was not the best dancer either. However, only the person in front of her was the object that made Karenin feel the pleasure of dancing.

This dance is not too touching. It's very polite. It's very well pinched. From an outsider's point of view, I only think that this is a couple of respectful husband and wife. The age gap makes them have no affectionate feelings. The spectators appreciate and watch with a kind of considerate or secretly laughing mood, but only the people on the dance floor know it.

"Alexei, you don't seem to dance." Anna whispered.

"I think it's enough for you, Anna." Karenin said faintly.

Anna looked up, feeling soft.

"There are stars in his eyes." Anna thought with a smile.

That night, at the end of the dance, on her way back, Anna decided to carry out her plan.

This plan is actually to repay Karenin's previous concern.

It's not only Karenin who cares about the dance, so does Anna. It's just that she doesn't want to let others know.

When they got out of the carriage, Karenin went to the study to look for a document when they returned to the house. Anna quietly prepared everything.

When Karenin returned to the bedroom, his wife's hands were behind him and were looking at him.

"What's the matter?" Karenin asked. He was still wearing that dress, which looked more gorgeous than usual, but the meticulous buttons and hem were so strict, which showed that the host had not changed.

In front of outsiders, Karenin's questions were habitually raised slightly, and his right hand would be slightly clenched, as if he was ready to tidy up his clothes to maintain his dignity.

And in front of Anna, this reserved and aloof attitude became like a gentle lamb.

When asking questions, he will unconsciously go to his wife, his eyes will be flat on her, the blue eyes under the eyelashes appear extraordinarily focused.

Anna couldn't resist it.

The expression of concentration, and the low voice that came with it, all seemed fascinating.

If there is a person in the world who would have caught Karenin off guard for most of the time, and could not coldly place this person on a list of distances, it was his wife.

Therefore, when the kiss, like a butterfly, fluttered to the corner of his lips in candlelight, all Karenin could do was to kiss back gently after being familiar with it.The husband carries out the spirit of a gentleman in every corner of his life. Those restrained kisses, even though they were a little regretful, could be made up for by the attentive look and the tender tenderness in her eyes, which were occasionally glimpsed on her.

Anna stepped back, her gray eyes shining as if she had hidden the stars inside.

Her dark red silk shawl, which she had put on her shoulders, now slipped down, revealing two thin suspenders, around the direction of the clavicle, resting quietly on the warm skin. It seems that the softness of the fabric itself is stained with the moisturizing feeling of the skin.

Karenin's eyes moved involuntarily. He almost wanted to raise his hand to touch his wife's shoulder, but the etiquette he obeyed stopped him.

Karenin raised his eyes slightly, looked at his wife's smile, and guessed, "what do you want to show me?"

Anna's smile widened when she heard Karenin's words. She almost wanted to give another kiss.

"How wonderful it is She thought. A few months ago, the gentleman never understood the meaning of these interests. Instead of wasting time guessing, it's better to think of it through his clever brain, or tell her that he doesn't understand the significance of such a waste of time.

"Yes. But it's not to give you anything, dear Alexis Anna said with a smile. She arranged her shawl with one hand, took Karenin's hand with the other, and said, "let's go to the balcony."

The balcony was originally very formal.

There are beautiful scenery here, but no one will enjoy them for more than 20 years. Since the hostess came here, the balcony seems to have been decorated with great care.

Lush plants have matured, around the wall to climb hard, in the white railing to find the most suitable position for their own, quietly around. Some hardworking vines have bloomed with pride, not as warm as roses, but also quite beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

Anna let people put round tables and chairs here. There were two white camellia flowers in the vase with a narrow neck. Their necks hung gracefully like swans.

Next to the vase were two bottles of wine and two transparent goblets.

Anna went to the table, her scallion fingers crossed the two bottles of wine, then tilted her head and asked:

"red wine or it?"

Karenin frowned and said, "you don't like drinking." He used affirmative sentences.

"Yes." Anna still smiles.

"But I want to drink with you today."

She looked a little flushed, but she tried to be calm.

"This is a return gift."

"The return is important." She looked more and more red.

Karenin knew what this meant. He glanced at the flower and sat down instead of opposing it.

"Let me choose." Anna announced.

"This is mine, this is yours."

She blinked. "Fair distribution, isn't it?"

Karenin received an inquiry from his wife and nodded his head slightly. Then, the expected smile appeared on his wife's face.

In the glass wine glass are two different colors of good-looking liquid.

One dark, one light.

Anna sat opposite Karenin.

Unlike the usual table, this small round table is like an umbrella, which can hold two people at most. One more person can't take care of it.

Now, Anna can reach each other's face easily with her hand out.

As she thought, she picked up her glass and sipped.

The taste of the wine is not good. For those who don't like the wine, the tannin taste is just to set off the delicious food.

But Karenin is not the same. Although the latter did not like the drink, it was clear that Karenin knew how to taste the wine.

In a relaxed state, Karenin's blue eyes will slightly narrow and drink from time to time. The drink will slowly slide into his throat as he swallows. At that time, the Adam's Apple will roll smoothly for several times like some lovely thing. Then, the taste of the wine will take the temperature in his mouth to the inner place.

Anna put down her glass, her hands folded, her slender fingers on her forearm, like a lotus root. Then she asked curiously, "Alexis, when did you first drink?"

"Seven years old."

"Is it good to drink?"

"Not a good memory."

Anna laughed, her right hand resting on her cheek continued to ask, "why?"

Karenin recalled and said, "I went to my father's study as a rule that day, and he obviously forgot that I would look for him at that time. When I went in, my father was already drunk. He looked in a bad mood, and then he poured me a drink"Without checking my schoolwork, he gave me a drink and insisted that I drink it all."

"Did you drink it?" Anna's hand came down and the smile left.

Karenin's expression was slightly stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"Yes."

His long eyelashes tried to cover his expression, but his hand on the table was gently held.

"It was a bad memory, but today's memory is at least pleasant, isn't it?"

"Yes." Karenin replied, with a faint smile.

Because of this episode, Anna began to drink wine and talk about the latest interesting events. And Karenin, he seems to have changed back to the silent man, but, in the eyes, with the passage of time, the gentle look is more profound.

When Anna felt that she was almost drunk, Karenin was also a little drunk.

She saw that the man's proper posture was now sitting in a slightly more leisurely manner, and his eyes, no matter how interesting Anna had said, were always looking at her.

This look let Anna originally some soft body suddenly emerged an impulse, she half stood up, the shawl in her hand slipped down, revealing a large area of moonlight like skin.

She stumbled past, just as she was about to fall, a pair of powerful arms caught her.

"Catch me." Anna said with a smile, the language is still coherent, but the eyes have been a bit erratic.

She sat down with Karenin's strength, a little bit whirling around the world, a look up to find that she had already sat on the other side's thigh, with a very ambiguous posture.

But now she won't blush.

The alcohol made Anna feel light, and had a very unreal feeling. However, the temperature in her arms made her feel at ease.

"You're drunk." Said Anna calmly, looking at each other with a very serious expression.

When she saw the faint flush of alcohol on Karenin's cheek, she laughed again and said, "do you know why I want to drink with you?"

"Why?" The man who fell into thin drunk showed his tender attitude rarely. His right hand gently stroked the woman's hair. It seemed that he didn't mind the woman's drunkenness.

Anna half narrowed her eyes. After enjoying the comfort for a while, she approached each other and said softly in Karenin's ear, "to give myself to you."

After perceiving that the movement of stroking her hair stopped, Anna moved her body and raised her head slightly.

She looked as if she was not drunk at all, as if she were expecting an answer.

Two people's faces from the unusual close, between the breath, as if there is something woven by love in the line of sight tightly intertwined.

As her lips gradually touched each other, Anna saw Karenin's eyes, turning deeper blue. She knows what that means.

The thin lips gradually became something that could not be taken away from Anna's eyes. So, before reason stopped, Anna blinked her eyes, leaned up, and gently licked her lower lip with her tongue.

Then, as she tried to move away, Karenin's hand had stopped her.

Then the lips came down.

Anna's hand was pressed on the table top and accidentally knocked over the wine glass. The clear liquid was dyed on the light colored tablecloth. Then, with the drop of the corner of the table, it splashed on the ground in irregular shape.

The mellow aroma of wine diffused in the air, and the night was getting deeper and deeper. The stars and the moon seemed to be whispering something.

Anna heard what Karenin said, but she couldn't make out. It was just that she wanted to hear.

Alexis, I love you

"Yes, I love you too, Anna."

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