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Litton's expression suddenly collapsed. Seeing Yvette turning around with the bag in hand, he followed her and said helplessly.

"Miss Yvette, has anyone ever said that you have a very bad personality?"

Her footsteps suddenly stopped, and her whole body also stopped, so that Litton came to her side without taking two steps, and looked at her silently beside her with some doubts.

"Miss Yvette?"

"In Mr. Litton's opinion, as a maid, am I actually very unqualified?"

"Unqualified?"

Litton frowned, and after thinking about it, he spoke.

"Hmm... Actually, it's okay, after all, people have different personalities."

"But after all, Yvette's job is a maid. Of course it doesn't matter if we are colleagues, but when facing Master Neil and Miss Euphemia, and receiving other guests, we still need to pay attention to the comparison of words and deeds." good."

After all, he scratched his head slightly with his free hand, and said with some embarrassment.

"Of course, if you can be a little gentler when you treat others, I will actually be very happy in my heart."

After standing quietly for a while, Yvette finally nodded and spoke.

"So that's it. I was just asking about my own affairs, but let Mr. Litton also speak out the image he imagined in his mind."

"What?"

Litton was taken aback for a moment, watching Yvette continue to speak without any pause.

"But it turns out that Mr. Lytton has always had dirty feelings towards those gentle and virtuous maids. Even in the mansion, he often secretly stares at the hard-working maids with his seemingly upright eyes, fantasizing Hope that one day I can be gently awakened as a master."

"Wait... wait, I'm not like that at all."

However, she just glanced at Litton, who was a little flustered, and walked straight ahead.

"I see. It seems that Mr. Litton also has a very evil purpose in approaching me. After all, I am the most gentle and lovely maid in the whole house. It is understandable for Mr. Litton to have that kind of thought about me. .”

"I don't have one, okay?"

Litton immediately retorted, but after seeing the suspicious eyes of passers-by around him, he couldn't help but blushed and hurriedly followed.

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The sun gradually rose, illuminating the cold mist a little.

"Mr Lytton..."

"Mr Lytton, please get up..."

The soft calling made Litton, who was still asleep, frown slightly, and the cold coming in from the outside made him shiver slightly, and gradually began to open his closed eyes.

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It seems that someone closed the window tightly, blocking the biting cold wind from the outside of the building, and Litton, who was still a little unclear, subconsciously grabbed the quilt, got up from the bed, and looked at the window. direction.

"Good morning, Mr. Lytton. How did you sleep last night?"

The soft voice made him rub his eyes, and finally the blurred vision became clear.

"Ah, it's Miss Yvette, morning..."

Litton, who was yawning, suddenly stiffened, staring blankly at the figure standing by the window sill.

There was a gentle smile on her face, her eyes were slightly narrowed, and there seemed to be a hint of pampering in those soft eyes.

"Mr. Lytton, may I ask what's wrong?"

That soft, numb voice came from her cherry lips, but Litton's whole body couldn't help trembling violently.

"what..."

Her eyes widened slightly, she trotted a few steps, and came to Litton's bed, which also made him subconsciously step back, and pressed against the wall tightly.

"Mr. Litton, please don't move around. There are some small stains on your face."

She took out a pink handkerchief from the pocket of her maid outfit, with concerned eyes, as if she was coaxing a child, and gently rubbed it on Litton's cold sweaty forehead with the soft, fragrant cloth. wiped.

"Ah... ah..."

"Mr Lytton?"

Looking at Yvette who was smiling gently, Litton's pupils constricted, and he let out a miserable scream.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

"Huh!? What the hell, the devil world is calling!?"

The sudden scream made Neil sit up from the bed and looked around sleepily.

However, a soft thigh was also lifted from the quilt, pushing him down under the quilt again, and Euphemia's fiery body also leaned up, murmuring lazily and with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"Don't lift the quilt, it's freezing to death."

Feeling the temperature like a stove, the drowsy Neil subconsciously hugged her in his arms and continued to sleep.

Returning to China, Volume 218: Chapter 217 Chapter [-] The Original Appearance

"I'm sorry Miss Yvette, I was wrong, please quickly change back to the original form!"

Litton tremblingly looked at Yvette who showed a little hesitation in front of him, and couldn't help but squeezed against the wall again, trying to get further away from her.

"But Mr. Litton, I think my current appearance should be more in line with your preferences?"

Yvette couldn't help showing a trace of sadness and grievance on her face, which made her look even more pitiful, and the hand holding the handkerchief also stopped in mid-air, as if hesitating whether to continue to worry about the terrified interests in front of her. Wipe away the sweat.

"No, no, no, although it is indeed gentle, it feels more terrifying than usual!"

Litton shook his head violently and said with a mournful face.

"You'd better quickly change back to your original form."

Seeing his expression as if he was facing a scourge and his evasive movements, Yvette, who was sitting by the bed, also had a slight gloomy look on her face.

She put the handkerchief on the skirt and muttered.

"But Mr. Litton, didn't you say that it would be better for me to be more gentle...?"

Hearing her unconscious words, Litton couldn't help being stunned, and his originally tense body couldn't help but relax.

"You... because of what I said last night..."

"As Mr. Lytton said, I'd better be gentle and behave like a maid."

She said with some frustration, and raised her head to look into Litton's eyes.

"Mr. Litton should like my current appearance better, right? Although I became uncomfortable because of my sudden change, I still think that my current appearance is better?"

"If that's the case, please Mr. Litton slowly get used to the current me. The current me will definitely satisfy Mr. Litton's preferences, and Mr. Litton will probably soon like me like this."

She gently took Litton's palm with both hands, and pressed it against her chest, as if she was begging, she said softly.

The pleading and anticipation flashed in those eyes, and Litton, who was a little flustered because of the soft touch, subconsciously stopped struggling, and a trace of unbearable flashed in his eyes.

He accepted himself, not only those unpalatable dishes, but also those cynicisms, he still accepted his own shortcomings very seriously.

So it's time for you to start working hard to change yourself, right?

Work hard to change, to become the gentle maid in his ideal.

As Kikimora, she can easily observe Litton's preferences, and she is confident enough to serve Litton in the way he likes best.

That being the case, it's perfectly acceptable to change into his favorite look, right?

"I'm sorry, because of my unintentional words, I put Miss Yvette under pressure."

The serious expression on Litton's face in front of him made Yvette slightly taken aback.

"Eh?"

"Indeed, in my heart, maybe Miss Yvette's current appearance will make me more comfortable."

"However, if it's just for my own comfort, the change is completely meaningless, isn't it?"

Yvette subconsciously wanted to withdraw her palm, but Litton grabbed it actively instead, allowing the fiery temperature to pass from the back of her hand to her nerves.

"Miss Yvette doesn't need to change herself to cater to other people's preferences, because for you, you can only become such a character if you are satisfied with the current self in your heart."

"Since this is the case, just as I am aware of my stubbornness but still unwilling to change, Miss Yvette does not need to force myself to change."

Litton looked seriously at Yvette's stunned eyes, and said seriously.

"Miss Yvette, did you really become like this out of your own heart?"

"When...Of course it is, I must be willing to change in my heart, so I am like this..."

"Then, even if I didn't say those things yesterday, Miss Yvette herself should have changed long ago."

Litton interrupted her words forcefully, and he couldn't help but clenched his hands even tighter.

"Miss Yvette, if this is really a choice made from your heart, I will naturally support your choice."

"But if you have to change just because you're afraid of not being accepted, of not being liked, then I will never admit it."

As if to let her see his serious attitude, Litton moved slightly closer, staring at her pupils that reflected his face.

"If you are really afraid that your character will not be liked, then please remember."

"The Miss Yvette I like is the one who can't cook but still works hard silently, the one who has a poisonous tongue but still completes every job seriously, the one who says she doesn't want to change, but still Miss Yvette who silently remembers my unintentional words."

"Even if you don't change yourself, I will like you. If you really want to change yourself, I will support you silently behind your back."

"But if it's like now, just to win my favor and force myself to change, I'm very sorry, I can't accept it."

Can you do it without changing yourself?

But obviously many things about me give you headaches, right?

Even if you are distressed because of these, will you accept all my strengths and weaknesses?

"So Miss Yvette... Miss Yvette? Why is your face so red? Could it be that you have a cold?"

Seeing the expression on Litton's serious face became puzzled, Yvette, who was still in a daze, immediately came back to her senses, and immediately pulled her hand out of his palm.

She turned around and rested her hot cheeks with her palms, trying to calm down the temperature and the slanted corners of her mouth.

"Er...Miss Yvette?"

Litton looked at her turned head worriedly, as if he wanted to reach out his hand to feel the temperature on her forehead.

"So that's why I was being rude..."

Following the calm tone, Yvette, who had recovered her previous state, also turned her head, looked at Litton who was dazed because of her sudden change of attitude, and nodded.

"I'm really sorry that I mistakenly thought that Mr. Lytton liked that gentle style of maid."

She also stood up from the bed all of a sudden, and looked down at Litton who was looking at her stupidly.

"It turns out that Mr. Litton is actually a jitter, does he prefer a jittery maid like me who insults me with all kinds of words?"

"Ah? What? Why did the topic jump here all of a sudden?"

Ignoring Litton who hadn't reacted yet, Yvette also walked towards the door with strides.

"In addition, your sudden grabbing of my palm just now constitutes harassment."

"Ah... just now that was..."

Litton also panicked when he saw Yvette's glance over.

"Since such a thing has been done, Mr. Litton, please prepare to be responsible."

"Responsible for...responsible!?"

Litton's eyes widened all of a sudden, and he stretched out his hand towards Yvette.

"Wait a minute, Miss Yvette, please don't get me wrong, the liking I just said refers to colleagues, nothing else at all..."

"I'll ask Mr. Litton to pay for my work during this time."

After leaving these words, Yvette slammed the door shut.

"remuneration......"

After Litton was stunned for a moment, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, if it's just paying back, my salary should still be completely fine, right?