Her Overbearing Man

I don't know why. In the past few days, Janet's homework has been decided by the count, which has reduced a lot, and also allowed Janet to spend more time with Mabel.

Since that time when Mabel was ill, Janet had a bad temper all night. The next day, she came to bailinlin to make up.

Mapel felt that no matter how bad Janet's temper was, she could only knock from the side. Moreover, it was impossible for an adult to lose her temper with a child, so she made up naturally in the end.

Because of the relaxation of Janet's lessons, she also has more time to spend with Mabel.

Maybe it's because of the unpleasant things happened in the folk culture street last time. Janet never took them out with her. Instead, she just spent some time in the castle to have fun.

During this period of time, Janet became addicted to oil painting and took Mapel as a model for her every day, sometimes painting all day long.

In the morning, when the sun is not big, she paints outside. At noon, when the sun is big, she runs to the room. In short, Janet can always find a chance to paint.

Just like now, Mapel has been dressed up by Janet for two hours, wearing a white lace dress of a medieval girl in F country, and her shoes are completely covered by layers of skirt.

On his head, he had a hat brim of the same color, big and wide lace. On one side, he had a small flower made of pearls. On his ears and neck, he had matching pearl necklaces. Even the long black hair could not be seen. Instead, he had a long platinum gold hair on his hand, which was long and supple, In the morning, it's still a soft sun shining with glittering colors.

She also wore a pair of half length lace gloves, her hands covering her abdomen, and a small and exquisite hollowed out fragrant wood fan in one hand, with a string of blue tassels hanging from the tail.

Mabel has been asked to stand on the lawn for a long time. If it wasn't for Julie, who is not far away, standing there all the time and occasionally saying a word, Mabel almost thought that she was the only one here.

She stood there, can feel never know which direction of the breeze blowing, gently blowing face, very gentle feeling, at the same time, the wind mixed with the smell of grass on the lawn, very good smell.

I don't know how long I've been standing. After a long time, Mapel can't stand any longer and feels that her feet are soft.

Julie has not spoken again for a long time, which makes Mabel have a kind of unspeakable panic.

And I don't know when it started. Mapel felt that a hot look had been falling on her, which made her afraid.

But after all, she is an adult. She is not afraid of everything. She "looks" in the direction where Julie was talking and whispers, "Julie, are you still there?"

"Julie..."

"Janet, are you there?"

Mapel kept yelling nervously.

However, at this moment, Julie, who should have responded to her, actually stood not far away looking at Mapel.

It's just that there are a lot of people around her.

Like Mapel, they all seem to be from Z.

Julie takes a sneak look at the man in Z who is standing in front of her. The man's deep and beautiful facial features are very good-looking even if she is a native of F.

The most important thing was that he was as powerful as the count.

And at this moment, the man from Z, who is said to be looking for his wife, is standing not far away from Miss Mabel. He looks at her and doesn't know how to move his steps..

When Julie heard that Mapel called her, she actually wanted to respond, but she was stopped by Miss Janet, who had no smile since she knew the purpose of the group of Z people.

Her hand was tightly held by Miss Janet. Julie could feel the pain on her wrist. However, Julie, who was used to patience, didn't cry out in pain.

She just took a worried look over there. No one answered her name and miss Janet's name for a long time. Miss Mabel, who gradually got flustered, took a look at the authority of her real master, Miss Janet, and silently lowered her head to endure the pain in her hands.

Mapel called the names of Julie and Janet for a long time, but she didn't get any response. She finally got a little flustered and followed the memory to go in a direction. Because she couldn't see it, she was stumbling and her hat fell down. She didn't care about it, so she went in the direction she chose.

But because she couldn't see it, and she was anxious, the long skirt was trampled on by her foot, and immediately tripped her. There was no place to help her in the open lawn. Mapel was a little flustered and grabbed to one side. Even though she knew that there was no thing she could help, the self-help in human nature still made her subconsciously reach for it.

I don't want her to be caught by a broad hand as soon as she waved her hand, and then a hand was immediately attached to her waist to hold her tightly, and didn't let Mabel fall down at all.

Mapel was in a trance for a moment, and slowly calmed down from the panic. Then she found that the other party's hand was still on her waist.

She was silent for a moment and stepped back. "Thank you."

Between the breath, the smell of the other party makes Mapel feel like a familiar person, but Mapel thinks about it carefully, and doesn't seem to smell it anywhere.

However, from the moment of contact, Mapel probably guessed that the other party should be a tall man, but he didn't know which one in the castle.

She can't see it. There's no way to confirm it.

See her some embarrassed retreat, Leng Yang had to let go, voice low said, "it doesn't matter."

However, as soon as he spoke, Mapel shook hands in surprise, which she seemed to have heard in her dream.

But she is not sure, because there are too many people in her dream, and there are so many people in the world, some of whom have similar voices.

It should not be so coincidental that she met in the castle of the Durand family.

"Is Monsieur a guest of the count?"

At the beginning, they spoke Mandarin F, and Mapel didn't farm the land. What's the identity of each other, so he could only ask cautiously.

Leng Yang looks at the eyes that should be full of light and tenderness in his memory.