Nathan raised his head and smiled at him while holding a wine bottle in one hand. His cheeks were flushed, but his eyes were not hazy like a drunk person. He supported his chin with his other hand and sighed: "Can't you be gentler to me?" ? "
"I don't need to be nice to you now." Henry rolled his eyes. He didn't bother to deal with the lies in front of Nathan. He knew Nathan just as Nathan also knew him. They both knew what kind of character the other was.
Nathan chuckled and was not angry. He shook the wine bottle in his hand, his eyes gradually became distracted, and he didn't know what he was thinking of.
After a while, Henry couldn't stand his dejected expression and couldn't help asking, "Do you really think Master will be happy with your current state?"
Nathan's pupils trembled and he suddenly came back to his senses. Because Henry mentioned the fallen master, the smile on his face suddenly stopped, as if someone had pressed a switch, and all the false disguises were gone. Fading away like a tide at this moment.
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