Is the Evil God Me?

Lynn didn't know that when he was away, the countess, who was so tender, showed a little bit of her shrewd fangs. But even if he knew it, Lynn, who knew what Amiste was like, would probably have laughed off it. After all, this is a very clear thing.

The countess wanted to borrow Sophia's feelings, and Sophia's identity also needed to rely on the countess to consolidate her future status, but the silly character of the eldest sister probably wouldn't think so much.

She doesn't want to, someone will think for her.

At least Lynn will love her sister who has been with her since she was a child.

in the main hall.

Lynn, who was sitting at the dining table, was enjoying breakfast. The breakfast at the manor should have become simpler, with nothing fancy, greasy or grassy. Croissant with cream, plus a little warm milk and stewed soup, it is quite satisfactory and suitable for getting up in the morning.

At least these ingredients are very fine, and he is willing to add oil, salt and spices. Lynn eats it very comfortably.

It was probably what Meredith ordered.

I only saw a unique breakfast pattern at Lynn's yesterday. Seeing that the countess was so appetite, she ordered it to the cook when she came back.

Sitting in the splendid main hall, there is a red carpet embroidered with gold thread at the foot, the furniture is also very simple and elegant, and the decorative curtains hanging around are very ceremonial. , but just a little less flavor.

A warm taste of home.

Too much distance and too much emphasis on rules will inevitably lead to a sense of alienation. If Lynn had a choice, he would rather bring a few pieces of bread next time, take Amiste and the others to take a stroll on the greenery, then put on a cloth and sit down to enjoy breakfast, while also digesting and enjoying the beauty of the morning.

Think about it, in the bright sunshine in the morning, the grass looks so delicate, the sun falls on each other through the lazy white clouds, and then slowly interlock with each other while smiling.

That's wonderful.

Sophia's love for Lynn tends to be family-like company, no matter what you do, I will accompany you and support your tenderness. And Emiste's love for Lynn is the fervor of each other's need, as if the world's favor has been given to you. There is no distinction between superiors and inferiors, it can only be said that there is some emphasis.

Lynn after killing two croissants, a night of stew, a glass of milk.

Emiste was the one who was late with Meltis.

"Good day, ma'am."

Lynn couldn't help but raise a beautiful smile, and his name became a lot more intimate. Facing the beautiful young man with a skin-to-skin relationship, recalling the beautiful ups and downs of last night, as if being sent back and forth between heaven and hell, the countess couldn't help showing a knowing smile, a beautiful mature woman with a radiant and supple face with a fragrance Came to Lynn and sat down.

"Good day, my sir."

After sitting down, Emiste couldn't help frowning, it hurt.

The plump peach suffered a lot last night. Sitting on a hard chair all of a sudden will inevitably feel a burning pain.

Seeing Emistre frowning slightly, Lin En, who was attentive, held her slender and beautiful jade hand, and the two clasped their palms together. And the countess gave Lynn a charming look, as if to say, this is all the result of your fun.

"According to his breakfast, give me one too. Merdis, don't stand still, go get a breakfast. If you continue to stand, my husband may feel distressed."

The generous countess gave orders to the maids.

Merthyr is also treated favorably.

"Your gift." Meredith immediately said gratefully, she was about to retreat but was stopped.

"Wait a minute, let a few people clean up my bed and send it to your room." The countess holding her head thought of a very important thing, and it's not a problem to keep it, it's better Give it directly to Meredith, which is also a reward for her constant loyalty.

Tears welled up in the head maid's eyes.

Some were speechless.

On the bed was an important trace left by Merdis, which was of extraordinary significance to her. But it was the bed of the hostess, no matter how meaningful it was, she could not touch it, and the countess directly gave the bed she liked to the head maid, which was a crit in humanistic care for the head maid.

Merthys bowed her head and bowed her skirt, and then she withdrew.

This time, only Lynn and Amiste were left on the table.

"How, am I a qualified mistress like this?" The countess turned to Lynn and asked him how he had been kind.

"You have always been excellent, haven't I been captured by you?"

Lin En asked with a smile and spread out his hands. He knew that Amiste had some sincere feelings, and some of it was for himself, showing that she was not a jealous woman. The more the countess is like this, the more Lynn can feel the pressure. In any case, from the current point of view, he has always owed her something~www.wuxiaspot.com~Amiste has tied the little gentleman with a rope. .

A simple but exquisite breakfast was served quickly and with residual warmth.

The countess's mental state was still a little bad, so she simply leaned on Lynn's body and asked him to break the croissant bit by bit, dip it in cream and put it in her mouth. Amiste enjoyed Lynn's feeding very much, swallowing in small mouthfuls, occasionally poking Lynn's fingers naughty with her tongue.

I really feel pity for this scene of beauty relying on.

"Did I go too far yesterday?"

Seeing that the countess was so charming and weak, Lynn couldn't help but ask with pity.

"Well, it's not too much, it's just that I haven't had this kind of thing for a long time, my body is a little lazy, I'll probably get used to it. Don't underestimate me, if you hadn't taken care of Merdis last night, you would have lost a long time ago. "The countess grunted, touching Lynn's face at the same time.

Whether this is stubborn or really justified, it is unknown.

"I liked the clothes you wore last night. Did you design them yourself?" Lynn thought of the sheer black gauze that the Countess wore with an excellent texture last night.

"I bought it secretly a long time ago, but I didn't expect it to be cheaper for you."

Emista sighed involuntarily.

Every woman has the most beautiful years, and the youth is fleeting. After those times have passed, even if the face is not old, the mood is completely different.

"I think I have better clothes. I wanted to discuss with you about creating a brand through clothes, taking the route of luxury, and making rich people willing to pay for beauty."

"Then it depends on whether your design can impress me."

"Of course, you were the first one to show me the dress." Lynn leaned over to her crystal ear and took a light bite.