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On a bright spring morning, in the castle of the Luczes family.

Ye Zhixia has recovered a lot, and has moved out of the delivery room of the hospital and moved into Ivan's private villa.

Since two of the three babies were purple eyes, although Ivan didn't say anything, the domestic servant took it for granted that her children were descendants of the Luches family.

All the servants became more and more respectful to her, and even Lady Victoria came to see her once.

Although this bedroom is single, it is very spacious, with three cribs still empty.

At this moment, Ye Zhixia, who was supposed to be lying in bed for confinement, was wearing loose casual clothes at home, holding a frighteningly thick dictionary in his left hand and quickly flipping through it, and writing and marking on the pure Italian book spread out with his right hand, while reciting words in his mouth by rote.

In front of her were three cribs, each with three abrasive little ones sleeping.

Two of the boys were sleeping peacefully with their eyes closed, while the girls were staring curiously at the ceiling with their big dark eyes. From time to time, she put her little fleshy hands into her toothless mouth and gnawed indiscriminately. When he noticed that there was no smell, the little one opened his mouth and babbled twice, trying to get the attention of a girl who was concentrating on studying pure Italian.

Ye Zhixia heard her whining to herself, and her legs on the cradle shook slightly hard. Feeling the interaction between his mother and himself, the little guy in the cradle really quieted down, sucking his little fingers while kicking his two little short legs, and he had a lot of fun alone.

At this time, the bedroom doorknob is turned open.

The young man who had just finished breakfast walked in slowly with graceful steps.

Ye Zhixia raised his head casually, and when he saw the large pile of books held by the two servants behind him, the pen in his hand suddenly fell to the ground. She furrowed her brows and complained unhappily: "I haven't finished reading the book I sent the day before yesterday!" Do you still send? ”

"So slow? If you're going to read it all, you're probably going to have to stay up late this week. Ivan bowed his chin at the two men behind him, and they respectfully lined up the books on the shelves by the wall, and then left the room silently.

"Lou Ivan! What kind of broken books are you giving? Why should I look at these things? Ye Zhixia angrily threw the book in his hand on the carpet and threatened to strike, "I don't understand!" Don't look at it! ”

The young man looked at the green-skinned "Italian-Han Dictionary" and "Quick Idiom Dali Language" that she threw on the ground, hooked his lips that were moist like cherry blossoms, and said unhurriedly: "Okay, it's not good if you don't look at it." Then you can recuperate in peace and be ready to be a beautiful bride. ”

Hearing this, Ye Zhixia immediately picked up the dictionary and grammar book on the ground, changed his face back to a smiling expression, gritted his teeth and said, "I see!" I'm sure I'll read them all! ”

Seeing her like this, Ivan nodded with satisfaction, and the smile on his lips was even worse: "What obedient!" Study hard and make progress every day. ”

"Get on your sister!" Ye Zhixia was so angry that she burst into foul language, but she would end up reading books during confinement, and she was completely to blame.

As the saying goes, people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

Ivan spoke to her when she woke up, and she had two choices: either repay the saving grace with a personal promise, or become one of his subordinates to be sent by him.