Chapter 68 (2/2)

He did not know that whatever he said would be transformed into something more romantic in his wife's ears. Her affection for him was always hot, like a thick paint. But she also knew that if she was reckless, this feeling would become a burden.

So just as the young Karenin would choose to gradually control his temper, so did Anna's love for him.

She sometimes takes him as her husband, loves him and respects him. Sometimes he is regarded as a child, loving him, warming him.

”I can't help but want to see what you look like when you lose your temper.” She made a joke, trying to let herself participate in his past bit by bit.

It's a little tricky. It's a kind of penetration in the name of love.

Anna knew that she was not a very intelligent person. If she was asked to do something else, she would not be so smart. But somehow, she did so well that even Karenin didn't find out.

Maybe, it comes down to that she always uses 90% of her mental energy for her life, but I'm afraid 200% is not enough for her husband.

”You don't want to see it. It's not fun.” Karenin said, pausing for a moment, ”very ordinary, voice raised, more sharp, some can not control their emotions, even I can not guarantee that I will not say anything irreparable.”

At the end of the day, the expression on his face became serious.

”Not at all, then.” Anna deliberately said it in a tone of regret and exaggeration. Then she changed the topic and answered the first question.

She took each other's arms in a friendly way. Let him see the naschians.

The most obvious benefit of having a smart husband is that as a woman, you can save a lot of saliva and make them more interesting compliments than complaints.

Karenin raised his eyelids and said, ”obviously, poverty has not made them inferior to power.”

Anna laughed happily.

She was so happy in her heart, because she felt that even though the times were different, they were the same in some way of thinking about their souls.

Of course, she knew in her heart that Karenin was not the kind who would think that everything he owned was evil for the sake of ”freedom” and ”equality”. It's not the kind of nobility who sniffs at wealth.

She never regarded him as such a saint, so whenever he said anything different from his class and identity, or showed a little affirmation of the poor, she felt that he was so brave and different. And then affirm what you've always believed in.

Alexey Alexandrovich Karenin is a far better man than he has ever said.

The sky was getting dark, and stars were falling on it, big and bright, as if they were trying to open their eyes to look at the world.

After Anna and their return to the master's position, after a few toasts, people are less restrained. In addition, it was getting late, the bonfire was burning, and the delicious smell of meat was floating in the air, and the sparks licked the dripping grease. It was as if they were going to join the party, and they were dancing more happily.

Alexei was the main character of the banquet. Although Anna and Anna didn't publicize it, they still gave the boy good wishes.

Beer and drinks.

Alexei's glass is full of wine, and few Russians don't drink. Even Karenin was not greedy, not totally free.

Blessing mixed with alcohol, from the juvenile throat to the warm stomach, his pale gray eyes seem to be covered with a layer of tears, but look carefully, it is not real tears.

He is too beautiful, thin and thin body, between the eyebrows and eyes condenses the most beautiful that a boy can have. However, when it comes to the bridge of the nose and jaw, his tense expression and subsequent indifference make him have the masculinity of a man, although it is still very young. But Anna knew that in the future, this young man will eventually become an outstanding figure beyond Karenin.

At this time, I don't know who played the music.Different from the elegance and elegance of the piano, this music is like the music of the working people, full of vitality and frankness. After a song is played, it becomes a kind of sentimental, like the land covered by the setting sun, which seems to contain the heat and emotion of the sunset.

Anna can't help but drink a glass of wine, her own gray eyes are also a bit foggy, do not know is moved or gratified.

The pungent smell brought her back to reality and coughed gently.

One side of Karenin heard the sound, and his eyes of concern shone on her through the bonfire. At the same time, he moved in his hands, frowned slightly, took down Anna's glass and changed her for a glass of orange juice.

At the moment, courage is like the tide of high tide.

Anna ignored the blame in Karenin's eyes. She put down the orange juice, then took the other party's hand and said warmly, ”will you dance with me?”

She remembered that when she went to France, her heart was like a jealous little dog, and she only wanted to surround Karenin and show her white teeth to the women who dared to peep. But she was upset because she couldn't.

And now, here, who can stop her from defending her husband's right to dance. If there is one person in the world who is qualified, it can only be her.

If anyone in the world could force Karenin to do what he was not willing to do, it would be his wife.