Is the Evil God Me?

"Why are you up so early?"

The maid grew up and sister was a little tired, and she couldn't hide the sleepy look on her face when she saw Lin En. When she walked to Lin En's side, she looked dazed. In a sense, Meredith has developed a good muscle memory.

Lynn couldn't help but smile.

Directly ignoring his half-body protests, the Black Holy Grail showed off his perfect figure, saying that the coquettish **** in front of her could not be as good-looking as her, and when she could get in touch with each other after a while, he would bite Lin En every morning and beg for mercy.

"I just can't sleep."

The little gentleman reached out and rubbed the head maid's unfinished hair. He stroked his warm palm all the way from the top of his head, and finally landed on her earlobe. Meredith narrowed her eyes happily like a cat being kicked. She was already sleepy, she simply narrowed her eyes and boldly leaned on her sweetheart to rest for a while.

At this time, the other maids and sisters hadn't woken up yet. She was the first to wake up and work, so it didn't matter if she rested on Lynn's body. Only at this moment, Mr. Lynn belonged to her completely, and the head maid could not help but happily rubbed the big hand that touched Lynn's face and signaled him to touch his head more.

Hugging and touching the head are physical actions that can directly bring happiness to girls, and can effectively promote dopamine secretion when the girl is willing.

Meredith made a grunting sound.

But soon she was as stiff as an electric shock, and the braid on the back of her head almost jumped up, and she glanced around nervously. Lynn's face didn't change, and he inserted his hand into the nutrition bag from the side opening to keep warm.

"Go to the tent..."

The head maid was still thin-skinned, with a hint of pleading, and the sky was still dark, so she couldn't see clearly, but she couldn't help being nervous, always feeling that there were 10,000 eyes staring at her shameless self.

"Refresh you, don't think too much." Lynn used his strength to inspire the body spell to give Merdis, who was not in the spirit, a boost of spirit.

Feeling like the warmth of spring brushing over her delicate body, the head maid's face suddenly turned red, and after being tossed by the countess all night, she immediately felt that she could do it again and was able to take on more tasks. Lynn, who is nicknamed the mobile hot spring, has gradually formed the prototype of the mobile hot spring.

While feeling the wonderful touch that seemed to overflow between his fingers, while his index finger moved, he also used intimate contact to dispel the fatigue of the head maid. Lynn felt that the heat was almost there... Well, in fact, he is not needed. To master the heat, Merdis can't drive meat these days, and she can't do self-enlightenment. The countess has already trained her head maid. She is a bit deliberately torturing her to appreciate her discomfort. .

"Did Amiste sleep well last night, did she kick the quilt?" Lynn asked casually with a teasing smile, and the movements of her hands didn't stop.

"Madam is not a child anymore, how can she kick the quilt."

Meredith's big eyes were watery and radiant, and she seemed very happy when she talked about the countess. Lynn was a little overjoyed. The head maid, who was loyal to the countess, also had a place in her heart. Of course, this also has something to do with him being favored by Emiste.

If the countess' favorability to Lynn is cleared to zero, it is estimated that the head maid will also be affected a lot.

"Speaking of which, how long have you been with Emiste?"

Lynn led the topic to another direction. He rarely mentioned the past of the head maid. The main reason was that when the countess said that she found her, she was grazing on the ground, which seemed funny but actually It alludes to a famine in Albion more than a decade ago.

In a world where Beyonders exist, and indeed there are spells such as grain making, there is actually a famine. When Lynn found out about this situation, he felt the urge to scold his mother.

It is not that there are no extraordinary people willing to donate food to save the famine.

But in the past thousand years or so, every famine has led to the emergence of ambitious people because of the production of food. The pig food created by the Beyonders disrupted the original order and then replaced it, which often led to many conflicts and tragedies. After being hurt again and again, the dedicated Extraordinary simply ignored the mess and left it to the church and those in power to have a headache.

Although more people died because of famine, at least fewer people died because of unrest.

As for who was at fault in the process.

This question is left to historians to have a good headache.

"It seems to have been sixteen years..."

Merdis couldn't help but feel a little confused, sixteen years, unknowingly, it has been sixteen years. The most youthful years of her life have been dedicated to the Russell family and his wife~www.wuxiaspot.com~ no complaints and no regrets, all because she was extremely hungry when she saw her, she squatted down and asked if she would like to Follow her.

"Madam is the most kind-hearted noble I have ever met."

"Benevolence..."

Lynn glanced wildly at the head maid suddenly without any meaning, obviously having doubts about the word kindness.

"It's not this! It's not what I'm wearing... It's that one, it's different from this kindness. I mean, most of the charity and public welfare undertakings in [Steam City] are supported by the lady. Speaking of which, your father, when I also attended a related banquet with my wife. It was a long time ago. I also heard my wife say that in the church orphanage where Miss Sophia was born, in addition to your father's kindness, there is also your wife's generosity in it. "

"And this?" Lynn didn't expect this to happen.

That said, maybe when Lynn wiped his nose, he might have met Emiste.

It is estimated that the countess did not expect that the little girl who was still snoring at the beginning can now make her cry on the bed and beg her father for mercy.

"Well, it's true. I remember that when the Moriarty Sugar Chamber of Commerce went bankrupt, he sighed that there was one less person in this city who really did good because of goodwill."

Meredith coughed, somewhat clumsily imitating the countess's tone.

Her immature performance made Lynn laugh, and he touched her bright and beautiful face more. He could always feel a sense of relief when he was with the head maid. This kind of ease, like anything, can be left to the other party to do, and he is becoming a waste.

but……

Lynn blinked his emerald eyes.

As a personal maid, if there is anything wrong with Emiste, she should have noticed it.