don't make me wear a skirt

Hecha replied, "I don't know."

John Bar raised his voice: "You don't know??"

I wonder if you still dare to keep her by your side? !

He Cha spread his hands helplessly: "I am not God."

However, Miss Lani in the castle has a pair of wet black pupils like a deer. This feeling is very familiar, and it even reminds him of the daring puppeteer who looked at him so aggrievedly a year ago. It's a pity. was later escaped.

Recalling the smooth and soft touch that once lingered on the fingertips, Hecha sighed, why did he run away?He is not a scourge.

So next time you catch it, you must punish it well, so as not to slip out of your hand again.

Lytle, who didn't know anything about it, returned to the bedroom. The cavalry stationed outside the castle hadn't left yet, and he was lazily lying on the big soft bed with nothing to do.

"The feeling of being an aristocrat is intoxicating."

When Tisha was bored, she took up her own job - sweeping the floor. She always had an extraordinary obsession with cleaning.

"Duke Hecha didn't suspect you?"

"No." Lytle's eyes sparkled brightly: "Stupid nobles, bound by fine wine, food and luxury, have become fools."

"Hehe." Tisha sneered, looking at him like a fool.

"Do you seem to disagree with what I said?"

Look at this attitude!Lytle missed the loyal, honest and hardworking maid.

"You also said Count Haussmann was stupid."

Tisha said lightly: "Later Luka died at his hands."

Lytle was taken aback, endless sadness filled his heart: "I'm sorry."

Luka was a puppet created together with Tisha, who grew up with him, and was strangled by Earl Osman's cavalry when they resisted.

Lytle wiped the corner of his eyes: "Will you blame me?"

"No." Tisha stopped waving the broom in her hand: "No one can guarantee that all the decisions made are correct. If there is a slight deviation, there will be life and death. This is a normal phenomenon."

Lytle accumulated a heart full of emotion and wanted to express it. The source of emotion was that his maid finally said something decent, but only for a moment, and then saw Tisha silently sweeping the dust back into the dust. shovel.

"I just don't want to hear you yelling angrily after you failed to relax your guard, it will make me so upset that I can't sleep."

"Puppets don't need to sleep!" I really don't know why she has so many strange hobbies.

Lytle suspected that Tisha hadn't been poked in the head at all, but had been remade.

Just like now, she picked up the mop to mop the floor again.

In order not to let the dirty rag rub against him, Lytle quickly jumped on the bed and hid in the bedding.

He looked at the ceiling, and his thoughts suddenly drifted away.

Suddenly, I feel that Duke Hecha is not as difficult to deal with as he imagined. Generally speaking, his behavior and words and deeds are fine as a fiancé. He is a gentleman, gentle, and respectful of women. Ordinary ladies have long since sunk into the ocean.

Lytle rolled over and buried his head in the pillow.

A year ago, Duke Hecha asked him to say those three words over and over again in his bedroom until he fainted.

Lytle had a dream.

In the dream, back to a year ago, Hecha was lying on his lap and ordered him to tell Grimm's fairy tales, and kissed him if he mispronounced a word. As a result, he kissed him more than 20 times a night, and his mouth was swollen.

Is Duke Hercha the Devil? !

Lytle woke up from the dream with two thick dark circles under his eyes. At this time, the early lark was already singing in the semi-dark sky. He rubbed his messy hair and got out of bed to wash.

Tisha painted him light makeup and made his hair in a delicate bun.

"What did you dream about last night? I heard you talking loudly in your sleep."

Lytle asked vigilantly, "What did I say?"

Tisha looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction. The owner was really suitable for dressing up as a cute little girl. She straightened the crooked bowknot and then imitated his cry and said, "Oh, don't do this. , don't come over, or something."

God, did such shameful words really come from his mouth?

Lytle blushed and explained, "That's because I dreamed that a bull was chasing me!"

"Oh." Tisha yawned: "Think about it every day and dream at night, as long as you stop thinking about Duke Hecha during the day, you won't dream about him at night."

Lytle: "...well, I mean bulls..."

Tisha's sincere suggestion: "Dear master, I hope that the excuses you think of every time can be varied, so that I may not be able to guess what you experienced in your dreams."

Nasty Teesa.

Lytle sulked alone on the dresser.

After breakfast, the maid Thea told him that a grand banquet would be held in the manor in the evening. At the same time, the Duke also invited the city lords of many neighboring cities near Moervia to the banquet.

"You are the heroine tonight." Thea said.

Lytle doesn't want to be a heroine, he only cares about one other thing: "Omans...er I mean my father, will he come?"

Thea was moved. It turned out that Miss Lanny was homesick.

"Butler Ade did write an invitation letter and send it to Earl Osman."

Lytle's expression cracked slightly: "What?!"

"However, the Earl politely declined."

Lytle breathed a sigh of relief and hummed twice.

This Omans, who brazenly married his daughter who could not bear to look directly at the crooked melons, to the Duke of Hecha, it is understandable for him not to show up. Maybe he would think that the banquet tonight was specially invited to ask questions.

Seeing that the girl in front of her eyes fluctuated greatly, Thea thought that she was afraid that she would be outdone by many noble ladies at the banquet. After all, the ladies of the city lords of some neighboring cities were so nutritious that they all had pride. Although Miss Lani has an innate advantage in her face, her figure is the skinny beauty that orientals like.

Thinking of this, Thea encouraged while filling the glass with milk: "Don't worry, you are the most beautiful and gentle noble lady I have ever seen. Drinking more milk will definitely have an effect!"

Lytle was confused: "What effect?"

"The upright effect." Thea held up her chest and shook, then took his hand and walked into a dressing room, which contained various styles of long skirts, all of which they prepared for the future wife .

Thea got into the long skirt and rummaged through the boxes to find things.