Dangerous Aesthetics

Chapter 50

"It was an illusion just now! It was an illusion just now!" David kept telling himself while driving, and then looked at the rearview mirror above the driver's seat. His upper lip was still slightly swollen, and he stopped the car suddenly. Holding his head, "Damn - how could this be an illusion!"

The car drove back to the villa he bought in Washington, and Diana had already returned from kindergarten, sitting on the swing in the garden and waiting for her father to come back.

Seeing David's car, she ran back happily.

"Dad—Dad—"

The depression that Oliwen brought to him just now was swept away, and Diana was hugged up, and the little guy was heavy again.

"Dad, let me tell you, I told Joshua what you taught me, and then he really stopped bullying me!" Diana had a small smug look on her face, "But he always followed me. At noon, he insisted that I accept his cake, but I really couldn’t eat it. In the afternoon, when I fell down, he came to pick me up while playing games in the afternoon. And when teaching arithmetic, I couldn’t do it. , he has been teaching me by the side. Dad, he used to bully me all the time, why is he treating me so well now? "

David smiled, and kissed the tip of Diana's nose hard, she was still the cutest daughter!

It's just that Oliwen's face suddenly flashed in front of his eyes. Didn't that guy also sneer at him in the past, such as "David, clean the studio floor", and "cockroaches are your kind"...

Anyway, since Olivan came to Washington, he'd better go somewhere else to avoid the limelight?

Where are you going?

Olivan's appearance at the Red Wine Festival today must have been premeditated, maybe he even knew exactly where he lived in France and where Ruby was buried!

For dinner that day, David propped his head up, tossing the pasta with his fork.

"Dad... what's wrong?"

David smiled wryly at Diana: "Dad met someone he wanted to see but didn't want to see today."

The little girl raised her head: "Do you want to see me? Or don't you want to see me?"

Her serious question made David think about this question unnaturally.

A week has passed, and there are still no negative reports on David from the outside world, and Oliwen's side has always been calm.

David had a feeling that Olivan would not let him go so easily.

Sure enough, on Saturday, he received a call from Mr. Wenman's house, but the caller was Olivan.

"Good evening, David."

His voice is like the silver moon in the middle of the night, it is obviously cold, but it makes people feel soft.

"...Olivan?"

If it were you, would I be okay tonight?

"it's me."

David had the urge to hang up the phone immediately, but couldn't help but wonder what the other party was going to say.

"Why are you at Mr. Wenman's house?"

"He is my friend. Tomorrow night is his birthday dinner, and he wants to invite you to attend." Olivan's voice was the same as before, with polite words, but his tone made people feel alienated.

David is still more used to this voice, but he is not ready to confront Olivan head-on, "I'm going back to France tomorrow night..."

"Then I'll talk to Mr. Weinman about a time when you were with Mrs. Lewis."

David gritted his teeth. When he was lying to Mrs. Louis, he was caught by Oliwen... It was very obvious what the other party meant by mentioning Mrs. Louis at this time.

"...Okay, I'll go over..."

Mr. Wenman's hearty voice came from the other end of the phone: "Oh, don't forget to bring little Diana!"

"I will." Just as David hung up the phone, Olivan's voice sounded again.

"Then I wait for you."

The voice was very soft, as if it was deliberately just for David to hear.

wait for me?What are you waiting for me?I don't want you to wait for me!You forget me best!Let me be free to fend for myself...

David turned his head and looked sadly at Diana who was drawing on the table.

The next afternoon, David put on his suit and began to tie his tie in front of the mirror.Unnaturally, he thought of the scene where Oliwen tied his tie. Originally, a simple double link was messed up, but in the end he ripped it off and started again.

By the time he finally got his tie on, Diana was already dressed up.

"Dad, you are very nervous."

"I'm not nervous." David smiled, led Diana and walked out.

Mr. Wenman's birthday dinner was actually a family banquet. There were more than a dozen people present, half of them were family members, and the rest were friends in life and business.

When David arrived, Mr. Weinman was chatting with relatives and friends, and David almost saw Olivan sitting gracefully on the sofa at first sight.His expression was as impassive as ever, but he was courteous again when someone struck up a conversation with him.As if the smile in the parking lot that day was really a figment of David's imagination.

Mr. Wenman found that David was coming, and the first thing he did was to open his hands and hug Diana.

Soon the dinner party will begin.

I don’t know if it’s because of David’s influence. Diana often said a few sensible words when she saw some world-famous paintings. Although they were all just childish words, Mr. Wenman liked them very much.Today was the same, he specially put Diana by his side, teasing her all the time.

But David was uncomfortable because Olivan was sitting next to him.

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Hofland and Olivan are friends. Olivan also specifically asked me to introduce him to the organizer of the Red Wine Festival. It turned out that he wanted to surprise his friends!"

surprise?I think it's more like horror...

"It's really unexpected." David smiled slightly. Acting is still his specialty. He picked up the glass and touched Oliwen to express his gratitude.

Later, because of Diana's childish speech, the whole dinner was full of laughter.

But David felt something was wrong.

Because Olivan's knee was always sticking to him, David thought it was just a seat problem at first, so he leaned to the side.

Then Olivan simply raised his feet, and his toes brushed against David's calf from time to time. David had to continue to lean to one side, but accidentally rubbed against the lady beside him.

The other party looked over, and David immediately put on an embarrassed expression. He was good looking, but when he put on that expression, the lady's face turned slightly red.

David turned his face away and stared at Olivan, but he didn't want him to frown, as if he was dissatisfied with David.

After the dinner, the guests drank tea and chatted, and some played bridge.

Diana sat on the sofa and fell asleep. David put a small blanket on her and began to visit the paintings hanging on the staircase wall.

One of the strokes caught his attention.

The technique is similar to Olivan, but the color is bold and bold, as wild as the sun that is about to burn itself out at once.

David narrowed his eyes, remembering that Olivan once said that when he was young, he was unruly and crazy.

"That was my work 15 years ago. Mr. Wenman was the first person to buy my painting, and he only paid one hundred dollars at that time." Olivan came behind David at some point.

David was startled, subconsciously dodged to the side, stepped on half of the stairs, and Olivan grabbed him the moment he fell backwards.

"It's alright."

"It's okay." David exhaled after standing still, but just as he was about to turn away from Olivan, the other party spoke again.

"Come back to me, whenever you fall, I will catch you."

David turned his head helplessly and met Olivan's eyes.

"Can you stop saying such romantic things in such a serious tone? It really doesn't suit you."

"Where's the difference? Is it serious? Or romantic? I've always been serious, at least since you've known me. And I'm an artist, aren't all artists romantic?"

David suddenly felt that what Olivan said made sense, but the problem was that he wanted to leave immediately, and their "goodbye" was really...inexplicable.

"Can't you let me live? I already have a daughter." David said softly.He didn't know how he would say this sentence suddenly, although it had been held back in his heart for a long time.

"It can be seen that although you were once a playboy, you are a good father."

David looked up to the sky, that wasn't what he wanted to hear.

"I mean……"

"What do you mean?" Olivan put his arms around David's waist.

David tried hard to break the opponent's palm, but the noise attracted the attention of the guests.

"It's okay. When I was admiring Mr. Wenman's collection, I forgot the stairs under my feet." David squeezed out a smile with great effort.

"That's good, but it's also very interesting for the two of you to discuss paintings together!" Mr. Wenman was playing cards.

The guests withdrew their gazes, and everything calmed down.

David took a breath, put his head in front of Olivan, and whispered: "Stop teasing me, or you can go directly to Mr. Wenman and tell the story between me and Mrs. Lewis..."

Perhaps because it was too close, Olivan caught David's lips effortlessly.

David's eyes widened, but he didn't know how to refuse, for fear that his movements would attract the attention of others.

Olivan knew what he was thinking, and the kiss became more and more wanton. He hugged David and backed away step by step until he reached the room on the second floor. He stretched his hand to the back, opened a door, and pulled David violently. went in.

Looking around, there are built-in bookshelves and a desk. This should be Wenman's study.

David subconsciously turned to turn the door lock, Olivan pressed him directly against the door, and kissed him from the back of the neck along the spine through the clothes.

David is stupid, which play is he singing now?

Oliwen's fingers had already buckled his belt. No matter how stupid David was, he knew something was wrong. He stretched out his hand to turn the door lock, but Oliwen hugged him directly from behind. David felt anxious and didn't even think about it. Just raise your elbow and hit back.

Oliwen naturally dodged and said with a chuckle, "I taught you this trick."

David was placed on the desk by him, and he raised his foot suddenly to kick Olivan away, but the opponent grabbed his calf and squeezed between his legs.

The current posture is too awkward. David has posed this pose with many women before, but he is not the one sitting on the desk.

"Olivan Kane! If you really want to trouble me, please stop!" David was also angry this time.

"Then just think I'm troubling you." Olivan smiled lightly, and pulled off David's belt neatly. David was terrified and backed up with his upper body, but gave the other party the opportunity to directly pull his outer belt. Pants pulled down.

David reached out to pull his suit pants, but Olivan even pulled his underwear up to his knees.

David's mind went blank, what happened to the world?But subconsciously, he still stretched out his hand to cover his vital parts.

Olivier what is he doing?

Just when he was dumbfounded, the other party knelt down, with his head between David's legs.His fingers strangled David's wrist. I don't know if it was because of the relationship between strength and position. As soon as David's fingers went numb, Olivan tore them apart,...

"Why are you shy? It's not the first time I've seen it." Olivan's voice hinted at a smile.

Of course, David remembered that he hurt his leg while riding a horse, and Olivan had already seen it all when he checked the injury for himself!His face turned red in an instant, and just as he was about to speak, the other party opened his mouth and slapped his... Such stimulation made David almost bounce off the table, and unnaturally reached out and grabbed Olivan's head.

He endured it, and countless pleasures rushed to the deepest part along the brain nerves, and even breathing became extremely tormenting.

...David's body was tensed to the limit, until he released everything, he still maintained the posture of supporting himself, panting vigorously.

"Are you comfortable?" Olivier asked him.