"You're so bold, aren't you afraid that my husband is here with a gun?"

Mrs. Aoltel's magnetic voice confined to the small area, and Sarmont behind her couldn't help but kiss it, the sound of heavy breathing sandwiched with the sound of talking.

"If this were the case with Baron Lorry, you would not have come to seduce me, ma'am."

"Don't forget, you did it to me first, aren't you afraid that God will punish you?"

"It was God who gave me the oracle to save you, and I just followed the instructions."

The two quickly kissed each other and stood up and fell towards the bronze bed with four finely carved copper pillars, the top of which hung softly on either side of the lace embroidered bed, which was covered with white lace embroidered bedding, and the front bed was covered with a semicircular curtain with serrated edges.

Samont tried to reach out and turn off the lamp on the symmetrical bedside table, but Mrs. Altel pulled him back. Samont began to take off his coat, lying on the bed Mrs. Ortel in her thirties, light blue eyes, dark golden-brown curls, a high nose, mature and attractive features, and a plump body.

"It doesn't say that in the teachings, but you make me very happy, thank you, my dear."

"Of course, this is a divine grace that God has passed on to me alone, and now you can enjoy it too. Does your maid know? ”

"She'll keep it for us, and if you like it, you can try it, but of course you have to have that energy."

Everything that happened in the town had nothing to do with Hermione lying on the white pillow, she was still a little confused, thinking about the future she couldn't see, her hometown that she couldn't go back to, and gradually falling asleep.

"Hey, Evanna, long time no see, when are you going to marry me, I've been waiting for you for a long time. Why haven't you changed? ”

"Are you going to leave? This is not good, Hermione, you must listen to my arrangement, I worked so hard to give birth to you and raised you to let you run around, you must understand your responsibility and destiny. ”

"Cortana, it's time to go out, have you brought your books?"

Hermione saw a lot of afterimages in her daze, and more and more noise poured into her head, making her extremely uncomfortable. Blazing light appeared and burned itself, as if releasing its own inhibitions, pain, and pleasure.

Opening her eyes, Hermione felt a void in her brain and stared at the ceiling in the darkness above. Is this a dream that is made day and night?

The bed was surrounded by darkness, and the glimmer of light from the window brought a thick shade of the lace curtains that had been pulled down.

In the dream, there are evil gods trying to seduce themselves, when did they get involved with which evil god squatting in the pit, but they have a big backer, my lord, as long as they don't die, there will be no problems. 'Thinking that the night hasn't been long yet, let's get some rest!' The gods can 007, but they can't even survive 996.

In Mrs. Altel's bedroom in the dim light, Samont put her arms around Mrs. Altel sideways, and the beautiful maid behind her fell asleep with some tear stains.

"Samon didn't expect you to be so powerful, no wonder you can hook up with Mrs. Rydelman."

"You know that, too? Worthy of my intelligence chief. I've gotten a bit of a boost lately. ”

"Not only that, but you're eyeing Mrs. Dermot!"

Looking at the light blue eyes in front of him, with a slightly angry face, Samon cried and laughed, this balance is really difficult to maintain.

"Mrs. Dermot hasn't done it yet, but she's getting sooner, and she seems to be just as depressed as you are."

"It seems that you have taken a fancy to all the beautiful things in the town, and it seems that I am going back to the lonely and cold days before."

"Don't worry! You will always be the most tempting one in my heart, how can I succeed without you as the intelligence director, and you will be my Sage Lady when the time comes. ”

Samon's face was genuine, with affection. Thankfully, that's all there is to it.

"Lady Almiron's daughter, Zolia, loves you too, is your promise valid? You shouldn't have tricked other mothers and daughters into bed! ”

Samon didn't expect the woman in front of him to be so confused, this is not what he thought, it seems that each one can only be his wings. Looking at Mrs. Altel in front of him, he thought of the girl he had met these days with a deep memory, her appearance could overwhelm the people in it, but it was a pity that she was so cold that it was terrible, and the aura of not approaching people made people dare not come forward.

"What's wrong with you, are you embarrassed?"

Mrs. Ortel looked at the pensive Samont and spoke directly.

"Yes! I'm embarrassed, I'll make it difficult for you first! ”

The morning light came through the window, and Hermione, wearing a white nightcap, got up and stretched. 'It's still a good feeling to be a human being!' ’

Through the window, you can see the blue sky outside, the leaves of the large trees in the yard hang a few drops of dew that have not yet evaporated, and the gardener's manicured green grass wall gives the yard a sense of layering.

Hermione sensed the beauty and was ready to wash up, her red hair scattered behind her, and it seemed that it was not going to turn black.

"Morning! Dafic. ”

"Good morning, Ms. Hermione, I'm here to pack up the laundry I need to take to wash."

The little maid came early in the morning to clean up Hermione's clothes to be changed, looked at Hermione a little shyly, blushed again and turned her head, her heart beating a little faster. Seeing this, Hermione quickly left here to go to the bathroom, and stroked her pretty face in the mirror.

In the mirror, his hair is scattered, his light blue eyes are clear, with a youthful vitality, his eyebrows exude a vague charm, and his red hair shows the warmth of youth.

'I'm actually obsessed with myself, do you want to be a pervert like Tatiana?' Patting herself, Hermione went back to her room after washing, she didn't need any ordinary perfume or anything like that to dress herself, it was more appropriate to use her own magic and charm.

Changed into a simple solid Morandi blue dress, fortunately, the kind of waistcoat that destroys itself has been eliminated, Hermione thought of the standard that was popular more than a thousand years ago, but the tunic dress is still popular with the public, so that it can perfectly show off her figure. Hermione looked at herself in the full-length mirror, and the waist of her blue dress was just right to set off her curves.

Then put on a top hat decorated with off-white flowers, and the veil slightly obscures the part of your eyebrows.

There was a knock on the door, and Hermione couldn't think of who was coming, so she went to open the door and saw Hans and Ade, who were all dressed up.

"Sister Hermione, you're so good-looking, better than my mother."

"I didn't expect you to be so beautiful Ms. Hermione, and I'm a little envious."

'What a dutiful son, how can there be such a comparison, if I were your mother, I would quit the other party. Hermione touched Hans's head and greeted the two of them.

"You're not right, you can't compare your mom. No, it's not that you can't compare people. Do you understand?

"Ade, you're not bad, don't be too inferior, you're only 15 years old, that's it, and you'll be more charming when you grow up and mature.

Hermione pulled the two of them towards the classroom, where breakfast would be delivered directly, and there weren't many rules.

On the way, Hermione also saw the male servants Cobb and Roger who worked here, the appearance of ordinary local people, they saw Hermione unconsciously lower her head, and after meeting Hermione and saying hello, they hurried to go about their own business.

Push open the door of the makeshift classroom inside. Hermione saw Mrs. Dermot sitting in the row of chairs of the students, her hair simply coiled back, her lounge clothes, her face without makeup, and she looked in good spirits, looking at the Pride and Prejudice of the Intidis.

Marylith sat down beside Mrs. Dermot a little awkwardly, and hurriedly spoke when she saw the crowd come in.

"Ma'am, I'll go and manage it first."

After receiving permission, he left the place with his head bowed, leaving the neglected trio here. Hermione and the others were a little confused, but they didn't ask more when they thought that everyone had a few days.

"Mrs. Dermot, morning, good complexion, I can see that you like to read these books very much?"

"It's one of the few hobbies I have, and I don't know what I can do without watching. Lady Hermione, you're beautiful today, and they all said it would be better for you to change your dress. ”

A breakfast for three was set on the table, with goat's milk, jam bread and cheese. Hermione also saw a new book, Sherlock Moriarty 7: Murder in the Serenzo River, by Poirot.

We'll see if it has anything to do with the Poirot I know, and now it's not surprising to have another Heminone Heist of the Lost Ark, these guys almost killed their way.

After breakfast, he cleaned up the table, looked at Hans sitting in the middle, and Mrs. Dermot on the right who was smiling at him. Hermione was feeling a little stressed! Adele sat on Hans's left, holding a small notebook and looking at it carefully. The first time I became a teacher, I had to come up with some knowledge.