My Devil Butler

"You are my butler." "I am your butler, forever." The world of blue and white. The roses swayed gently in the evening breeze, and their intoxicating floral fragrance melted into the slightly cold air of midsummer. A man walked slowly from the end of the sea of ​​flowers. His dark tuxedo accentuated his elegance to the extreme. On his handsome face carved with white jade, his deep burgundy eyes were indifferent and emotionless. In his arms was a teenage boy, looking up at the man's profile quietly. The young man has a pair of eyes of different colors. The left eye is as blue as the sea when the waves are calm, and the right eye is purple, reflecting the strange and dreamlike look in the whisper of the night. His distinctive eyes, set against his ivory white skin, gave him a breathtaking beauty, like the most precious Persian cat, fragile but always maintaining its pride and dignity. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.