What! Our family is actually the descendant of the evil god?

Hearing the words of the maid in front of her, Mrs. Kenfield opened her mouth. For a moment, she couldn't tell whether it was the truth or perfunctory.

She let out a sigh of relief, with a trace of depression on her face.

Forget it, she didn't want to explain.

At twelve o'clock at noon, Eros looked at Siflea hugging him in his arms and said softly:

"Are you really not going with me?"

Xifreya shook her head and said in a soft voice:

"I've been lazy all morning, and I have to clean up here with my mother in the afternoon."

"Then you have to go to the job market to hire a few maids and cleaning maids."

"If mom were left here alone, she would be too busy."

Eros was about to say something, but Syfreya pursed her lips and smiled before him:

"We live very close now. I will often come to see you. Of course, you can also come to see me."

"After we change all the door locks, I will give you a copy of all the keys here."

Seeing that Xifreya seemed really unwilling to go home with him, Eros didn't dare to force him. He lowered his head and kissed Xifreya's fair forehead, and then said:

“Then I’ll let Evelin stay here to help you clean up.”

This time Siflea did not refuse.

Next, the two of them separated after a few more words.

Looking at the back of Eros leaving, Mrs. Kenfield on the side said in a sinister tone:

"I thought you didn't know how much you feel for your mother! You were planning to let your mother clean it alone."

Shifreya reached out and hugged her mother's arm and said with a smile:

"I am only your mother, how could I not feel sorry for you?"

"Look, what is this? I kept it specially for you."

With that said, Shifreya took out a small porcelain bottle from her small bag and shook it in front of her mother.

Mrs. Kenfield's eyes were immediately attracted by the small porcelain bottle in her daughter's hand. Siflea's lips were slightly raised and she said with a smile in her tone:

"There are not many daughters like me who would think about leaving a share to their mother after having a good thing like me."

Mrs. Kenfield glanced out of the corner of her eye at Isabella across the room.

Seeing that she didn't notice her side, she calmly took the small porcelain bottle from her daughter's hand, and then said in a somewhat unnatural tone:

"Okay, okay, I know you are a good daughter."

Xifreya chuckled.

Seeing the weird smile on her daughter's face, Mrs. Kenfield coughed lightly and deliberately changed the subject:

"Why didn't you go with him this time? It's not like you. I thought you would always stay by his side."

Hearing her mother talk about this matter, Xifreya chuckled lightly, did not answer the question, but turned to talk about another thing:

"Wouldn't there be a month's holiday after the academy's criminal assessment?"

"I remember that a few days before I returned home, my mother was always very caring and gentle to me."

"But as I stay at home longer and longer, my mother seems to have changed into a different person, and she can always find something wrong with me."

"For example, I haven't gotten up at six in the morning. For example, I didn't practice the violin but the piano first."

"For example, when I was practicing dancing, I raised my left foot by one centimeter, for example..."

Listening to her daughter's ramble, which seemed to go on endlessly, Mrs. Kenfield quickly interrupted:

"Okay, okay, I admit that I was too harsh on you before, but what does this have to do with what we just talked about?"

Seeing the somewhat embarrassed look of her mother in front of her, Xifreya smiled slightly and said:

"Actually, it's all for the same reason!"

“Did Mom ever hear a word?”

"What word?" Mrs. Kenfield asked subconsciously.

The corners of Xifreya's mouth turned up, and she spoke a word in a brisk tone: "Freshness!"

Upon hearing this word, Mrs. Kenfield seemed to have some realization.

Glancing at her mother who was deep in thought, Xifreya said to herself:

"If we stay too close together and get tired of being together, it's easy for people to lose the sense of freshness."

"Only by keeping an appropriate distance can we maintain this sense of freshness, and the same is true for relationships."

Mrs. Kenfield suddenly said: "So you chose not to go with him this time?"

"Mom is awesome! You can tell at a glance." Xifreya's beautiful eyes curled up and she praised with a smile.

Mrs. Kenfield rolled her eyes at her daughter angrily. Does her daughter think she is an idiot?

"Where did you learn all this?"

After rolling her eyes at her daughter, Mrs. Kenfield asked with a slightly curious tone.

She remembered that she didn't ask for a relationship tutor.

Hearing her mother's question, Xifreya said without any concealment:

"I heard this from a senior sister in the college before. Unfortunately, she graduated last year."

"Senior?" Mrs. Kenfield sounded a little surprised.

"Yes! Her name is Mary Sean, and her family seems to be in Haidaram."

"She taught me a lot of useful knowledge when I was at the academy." Xifreya said without hiding anything.

Xifreya admired Mary very much.

Even though Miss Mary is small and looks like a child, she really knows a lot.

Anyway, I have arrived in Haidaram now. If I have the chance in the future, I can visit Miss Mary's home.

While the mother and daughter were still immersed in the chat, Isabella on the other side held a quilt and said to the mother and daughter:

"Madam, are you going to buy these quilts and sheets again, or just wash them?"

Mrs. Kenfield was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that the room had not been cleaned yet, so she quickly said:

"I will buy them again, and I don't want these anymore."

As she spoke, she continued to deal with the things she had not finished just now.

Seeing that her mother was busy, Xifuleya did not just watch.

Instead, she supported her two legs that were still a little weak and joined in the busyness.

...

In the villa at No. 179 Bran Street, Eros returned to his room to rest after eating the lunch made by Mrs. Florica.

But he had just lay down for a while when he felt something pressing on him.

Eros opened his eyes and looked at himself, and then he saw the strange Erza kneeling on his stomach in a duck-like posture.

Under the hem of the skirt, two slender, white legs were exposed to the air at this moment.

After discovering that Eros had opened his eyes, Erza blinked her big eyes, and said innocently on her little face:

"I didn't mean to disturb your rest. I have accumulated a lot of madness in my body in the past few days."

"If I don't use my vitality to consume them, my emotions may become a little unstable later."

Eros sighed and said, "You can take it yourself!"

As he said that, Eros closed his eyes again.

Erza said, "Oh," and then there was a rustling sound in the room.

Then, it was a feeling that Eros was very familiar with.