Her Overbearing Man

The comb on her head continued to move, but Julie's face was cold.

"It doesn't matter. It's OK to read poetry at any time. It's really impolite that I fell asleep last night..."

Julie could see that in the transparent mirror, there was some shyness on her face. Maybe she felt really embarrassed, even bit her lip subconsciously.

She suddenly remembered something and asked hesitantly, "well, Julie, last night, do you know how I came back?"

Mapel remembers it in a trance, but it's like in a dream, the smell of Cologne was once around her nose

This made Mapel a little suspicious, but he couldn't believe it.

I didn't dare to ask about it openly. I felt that I was too embarrassed to say my doubts directly.

So she could only ask in such an obscure tone.

Julie's eyes sank. From the mirror, she could see Mapel's foggy eyes and shy face. She looked at her eyes calmly, and her tone was calm. "Miss Janet asked the count to send you back in person..."

It turns out that

Ma Pei Er some tangle of hold oneself Pajama Cape, even oneself also don't know what is thinking.

All of a sudden there was silence in the room, except for the rustle of Julie's hair.

Julie quietly combs Mabel's hair, but she keeps her eyes fixed on her expression through the mirror. From her point of view, Mabel seems to have something on her mind, but she just doesn't feel that she has any different thoughts about the count as she imagined.

Is she thinking too much.

Or, Mapel has a strong camouflage ability, so strong that she can't see a flaw at all?

When a good weather appears, Mapel will feel better.

Marpel is taken to the garden bench behind the castle by Julie. It seems that Julie has something to deal with, so she leaves in a hurry.

Leave Mabel here alone.

Although she can't see the flowers that Janet has called beautiful for countless times, when she sits in the garden, her nose and breath are full of flowers. At this moment, it seems that the whole person is surrounded by flowers.

There is warm sunshine from the tall Cinnamomum camphora tree above the bench, and some light comes out from the cracks of the green leaves, falling on the body, with a faint, but not scorching warmth.

Mapel enjoys sitting on the bench, gently closing her eyes, slowly feeling the beauty of nature, the whole person is about to immerse in the body and mind.

In such a situation, even if she could see nothing, Mapel could feel the temperature of the sun and the fragrance of the overwhelming flowers.

She became more and more intoxicated and relaxed all over, only maintaining the smile at the corner of her mouth.

She quietly felt the warmth of the sun on her body, but this feeling lasted for a short time.

Before long, well, Mapel suddenly felt cold.

What's the reason that made her cool all over? The warmth before that was like an illusion.

Mapel felt nervous. Although she knew that she was in this castle, she didn't need to worry about her safety, but she was blind, and she didn't have enough sense of security, so she subconsciously became nervous.

She could probably feel that someone stopped in front of her, blocking the sunshine coming to her. The other person should be tall. In the windward air, with a faint smell of Cologne, Mapel was stunned for a moment, and her heart was inexplicably calm. Suddenly, she was surprised and called, "count..."

"What are you doing here?"

The count's voice was still cold and calm, with an old and gorgeous tone. Every moment he spoke, it was like singing an opera, which made people feel that it was a kind of enjoyment.

After hearing each other's voice, Mapel's last worry was gone.

She smile, face peaceful calm way: "nothing, just suddenly want to come to blow a blow."

"Isn't the count busy today?" she added suddenly

She had never seen the count at this time in the past. Generally, he was not dealing with business affairs or arranging other things. Let alone Janet, she was seldom able to see the count.

"You did a good job yesterday."

It seemed that the count did not want to answer her. Instead, he talked about the banquet.

His sudden admiration made Mabel stunned. He blinked and asked him hesitantly, "count... What do you mean?"

"Hum."

The count snorted in a low voice, as if dissatisfied. "I thought you couldn't do so much, but it turns out that I underestimated you. Go on, don't let me down."

The faint smile on Mabel's face disappeared with the count's words, and finally sank completely. Her face was cold and didn't seem very happy.

The count, however, did not care about the mood of the man who could not pose any threat to him. As Mapel's face became more and more ugly, he pretended to be invisible and finished his words calmly.

Mapel knew that this was because the count had never really put her in his eyes. Even though he recognized her influence on Janet, he did not recognize her.

In other words, the reason why the count treated her so coldly was that he thought she was worthless to him.

The countess's attitude at the moment, in front of Janet on peacetime, seems to be different, but it is not something to be doubted.

Because people have two sides.

In front of people, he is a gentry, so he can put his clothes on her shoulder, or praise her in a plain but sincere tone.

Especially in front of Janet, the future successor of the Durand family identified by the count, he must give Janet some face, and also let Janet know that he must also give her some respect and recognition for the people she cares about and recognizes.

From the beginning to the end, what Mapel enjoyed, whether it was the food and clothing in the castle or the seemingly amiable treatment of the count, was only based on Janet's attention.