Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

Ji Yan followed Ange to the study room, and then she realized what true luxury and luxury was. It was almost better than a small library, and the layout was also very particular.

Probably to facilitate lectures, a space was cleared and a blackboard was hung.

Mrs. Barton was about thirty years old, with beautiful, slightly fluffy curly hair and blue eyes. Judging from her facial features, Ange looked like her mother.

Although Mrs. Barton is a professor at the seminary, she does not seem strict, but makes people feel friendly.

She looked at Ji Yan politely, and then smiled: "What a well-behaved child. Teacher Green also told me about you. I just have time, so I will tell you and Ange what I have learned before. point."

Ji Yan nodded, "Thank you, Mrs. Barton."

Ange whispered: "In addition to teaching us the content in the textbook, my mother will also expand our knowledge and teach us content that the college teachers will not teach us."

Ji Yan understands that this is the charm of a seminary professor.

Being able to listen to lectures given by seminary professors is equivalent to getting half a ticket to the seminary earlier than other ordinary children.

She was actually very lucky and got a huge bargain.

Mrs. Barton started teaching, and Ji Yan picked up her notebook and listened intently.

Meanwhile, the living room on the first floor.

The butler poured Samuel a glass of wine: "Sir, this is the wine made by Mr. Barton himself. Have a taste."

The god raised his head, paused, and reached out to take it: "Thank you."

The butler stepped aside.

In addition to the housekeeper, there were only a few maids cleaning the corners in the living room.

Samuel picked up the wine glass and took a sip. The taste was a bit strange. After drinking it, he felt a special feeling.

At this time, the door to the living room was pushed open, and a young maid and a well-dressed little human girl walked in.

The maid said a little embarrassedly: "Miss Bailey wanted to play with Master Ange, but I couldn't stop her."

The little girl named Bailey was panting. After looking around the living room, she asked, "Where is Ange? Ask him to come out and play with me."

The housekeeper politely said: "Miss Bailey, Master Ange is attending class and cannot play with you for the time being."

"Isn't it the weekend? Why are there still classes?"

"This is Mrs. Barton's order."

"Alas." Bailey couldn't help but sigh when she heard Mrs. Barton, "Auntie is just too strict. Fortunately, I don't have to make up lessons."

Bailey complained and didn't force herself to find Ange.

Seeing that she had calmed down a bit, the maid took the opportunity to say: "Let's wait for Master Ange, Miss Bailey."

"Okay, I'll wait for Ange here."

The maid breathed a sigh of relief and said gently: "Miss Bailey's hair is messed up again. Can you let me braid it for you?"

"Ah, it's messed up again?" Bailey lowered her head and scratched her hair, curled her lips in disgust, then sat on the sofa, obediently handed her head to the maid, and asked her to braid her hair again.

Only then did Bailey notice the young man opposite.

"Who are you?" the little girl asked curiously, "I've never seen you before."

The butler explained for Samuel: "This is Mrs. Barton's guest."

"Oh."

When the other party didn't speak, Bailey found it boring. She quickly lost interest and shifted her attention to other things.

Samuel watched carefully as the maid braided Bailey's hair.

"Why braid your hair?"

The maid was startled by the unexpected sound, and Bailey also raised her head curiously.

"Braid...braid hair?" The maid was stunned, and then explained seriously, "Girls braid their hair, it will not be messy, it will be easier to take care of, and it will be more convenient to do things or play, and a good-looking hairstyle will also make People become better looking.”

Bailey nodded and said, "Claire braided all my hair, and her braids are the most beautiful in the whole town of Eaton!"

Being recognized in this way, the young maid named Claire couldn't help but blush slightly.

The god was thoughtful when he heard this.

Then he watched Claire's movements, memorizing every step in his mind.

Time passed bit by bit, and when Ji Yan and Ange came down, it was almost time for dinner.

Bailey waited for Ange for a long time, and finally waited for someone. When she came up, she took Ange to play in the manor.

Mrs. Barton, who was behind them, couldn't help but smile when she saw this scene.

Said: "The kitchen is still cooking, you kids can go play first."

After saying that, he told Ange: "Take Yanyan with you. You are the elder brother. You must take good care of the two younger sisters when we go out to play."

"I know." Ange nodded.

Ji Yan originally wanted to refuse, but was clearly arranged by Mrs. Barton.

She looked at Samuel.

The god seemed to be in a good mood and not affected.

Ji Yan wanted to say something, but Mrs. Barton spoke before her. She said to Samuel: "Are you Yan Yan's parent?"

Samuel nodded.

Mrs. Barton smiled and said: "Don't worry, let the children play by themselves first, and we elders can sit together and chat."

to chat with……

Ji Yan felt worried for Samuel and Mrs. Barton at the same time.

Even for Ji Yan, she spends time with Samuel day and night, and there is nothing that can really be called chatting. The god is taciturn, has a cold temperament by nature, and is not interested in most human topics.

Therefore, he appears less talkative.

But out of courtesy, Samuel nodded in agreement.

Ji Yan stared at him blankly, and then was led by Angela to play outside.

During the whole process, I didn’t have time to talk to Samuel.

After the cub and the two children went out, Samuel also turned to look outside the door, his eyes falling on the cub calmly.

"What's your name?" asked Mrs. Barton.

"Samuel."

"Mr. Samuel, it's a pleasure to meet you. Yanyan is a smart and well-behaved child. She is even more sensible than my Ange. She is really enviable."

After a pause, the god said, "She is indeed very well-behaved."

Mrs. Barton was stunned for a moment, then slowly showed a polite smile.

I was chatted to death this day.

Gods don't have human emotional intelligence, so they can't tell. Mrs. Barton said this because she wanted to praise each other's children with him.

As a result, Samuel said something like this, and Mrs. Barton didn't know how to proceed, so she could only smile awkwardly.

Throughout the day, Ji Yan couldn't even talk to Samuel.

In addition to listening to lectures, I also play games with a few cubs.

It wasn't until I left at night that I finally had some time to breathe and talk to Samuel.

The god seemed to have accumulated a day of low pressure. When he left, he silently picked up the cub.

Ji Yan lay on his shoulder and smelled a faint smell of wine.

After getting on the carriage, Samuel put her on his lap, stared at her with his beautiful dark eyes, and slightly opened his thin lips: "Will you come again... in the future?"

Ji Yan blinked and said truthfully: "Mrs. Barton invites me to come over every weekend."

once a week……

The god frowned, and after a moment, he said slightly reluctantly: "...Okay."