Chapter 237: Spend more time with my eldest lady
This is to blame, or Yvette is a bit too smart and has too much talent in swordsmanship.
If Yvette was dumber, Ryan could teach her how to practice the sword step by step.
But Yvette is not stupid, and her excessive talent makes it impossible for Yvette to pretend to be stupid even if she wants to.
It's okay once or twice, but once it happens too many times, Ryan will definitely see the clues.
At this time, Ryan did not pay attention to the depressed Yvette, but concentrated on instructing Amiya elven writing.
Compared to the "story book" that Amiya found last time, which was full of elven writing, this book contains relatively more professional terms.
Amiya, who could understand all the elven texts in that huge book, found that she couldn't understand nearly 60% of the books when she first saw them.
However, Amiya was quite happy in this way. The more things she didn't understand, the more time she could spend sitting in Mr. Butler's arms and asking Mr. Butler questions.
After slightly adjusting her sitting position in Ryan's arms, Amiya swayed her little feet wrapped in white socks. The bells on her ankles rang as Amiya swayed. It can be seen that at this time, Amiya Mia was really happy inside.
"Mr. Butler, what does this sentence mean?"
"Ah, what this sentence means is..."
Yvette on the side continued to watch this scene with her chin raised, the resentment in her eyes rising.
Has Nenali not finished taking a shower yet? Let me take a shower quickly, and then let Nenelli watch the interaction between Master and Amiya here.
At this time, Ninelli was soaking in the bathtub, with half of her face submerged in the water, blowing bubbles.
Thinking of the words left in the tree hole not long ago, Nenelli suddenly stood up from the water, her long wet golden hair clinging to Ninelli's slim and delicate body, her face turned red quickly:
"How could I say that... then?"
While muttering to herself in a bit of embarrassment, Nunnally slowly soaked back into the bathtub: "And she said...I'll show it to him when I come back in a few years, and so on..."
Thinking of the scene when she actually played those words to Ryan a few years later, Nenelli's little face couldn't help but turn a little red.
After soaking for a while, Ninelli shook her head, stood up and left the bath:
"It's almost done. Let's go out. He's still waiting to dry my hair..."
A moment later, under Yvette's inner cries, Nenelli, wearing pajamas, finally walked out of the bathroom with wet hair.
She stood up and hugged her changed pajamas, and came to Ninelli at a speed no less than that of Mei Zhi. Yvette first nodded to Ninelli, and then walked into the bathroom, which made Ninelli a little confused.
Did Yvette get something dirty? So anxious to take a shower.
After doubting her, Ninelli turned her eyes and saw Ryan holding Amiya on the sofa and reading a book.
"..."
After a moment of silence, Ninelli puffed up her cheeks, walked to the chair in a few steps, and sat down angrily, with her back to the two people on the sofa.
No wonder Yvette was in such a hurry to get into the bathroom!
Ryan also noticed Ninelli coming out of the bath. He noticed that Ninelli seemed a little unhappy again, and secretly smiled bitterly.
Although children are easy to coax, it is still troublesome to get emotional from time to time for unknown reasons.
After gently rubbing Amiya's hair, Ryan whispered:
"I'm going to blow dry Nenelli's hair. You can see for yourself first. If you don't understand anything, you can mark it first. I will teach you when I have time."
Amiya nodded, jumped out of Ryan's arms, and closed the book in her hand.
If I'm not with Mr. Butler, I won't read these books for now.
After standing up, Ryan came behind Nunnelli, reached out and rubbed Nunnelli's little head, and gathered wind elements to blow her hair.
Ryan did not ask Nenelli why she suddenly became unhappy, but asked: "Are you still going to Grandma Meme's place tomorrow?"
"Ah."
Nernali responded dully.
"Then wait for me for a while. After I finish teaching Fanny swordsmanship, I will go with you."
Ryan smiled lightly and said: "After all, it is rare to come to the Whispering Forest. I still want to spend more time with my eldest lady."
"Well……"
Hearing what Ryan said, Nenelli's face turned red again.
It seems like this guy still values me very much...
Otherwise, why did he just say that he wanted to spend more time with me when Yvette and Amiya were both there?
"……it is good."
While responding, the anger in Nenelli's heart dissipated without even realizing it.
Next, after blow-drying the hair of Yvette and Amiya, Ryan finished blow-drying Yazhi's hair.
Although it took a long time to blow Yazhi's hair, Ryan also enjoyed it, and this time Yazhi didn't pester Ryan to help blow her ears more, which saved a lot of time.
Watching the little lolita and Yazhi go back to their rooms to rest, Ryan couldn't help but smile and shake his head when he saw Yazhi wearing the Night Whisper cloak when he returned to the room.
Yazhi wouldn't use this cloak as a quilt, right?
After cleaning the bathroom and using magic to clean the tree house, Ryan stretched and went back to the room to rest.
The next day, early.
Outside the treehouse.
"Mr. Lane... what are we... what are we doing today? Hey... hey hey hey... hey hey hey..."
Ryan and Fanny, who had just had breakfast, were standing in an empty place. At this time, Fanny was holding a wooden sword, her face was flushed, and she asked Ryan with a smile.
Logically speaking, Fanny should be showing a shy expression, but with Fanny's outstanding facial skills, Fanny interpreted this expression like a perverted murderer.
Ryan couldn't help but sigh: "Do you still remember the tricks I taught you yesterday?"
"Remember...remember!"
Fanny nodded vigorously, and then swung her sword vigorously while letting out a healthy laugh of "hee hee hee".
Seeing this, Ryan came behind Fanny in a few steps, reached out from behind and held Fanny's wrist:
"I told you not to work so hard."
"Ugh?!"
Feeling the warmth of Ryan's palm, Fanny screamed subconsciously, and then her whole body trembled for a moment.
Seeing that Fanny's movements stopped, Ryan began to use this posture to lead Fanny to practice sword practice.
"Come on, slow down and be gentle. You don't need to use too much force. Your grip is a little too tight. You can try to relax a little."
"Woo...Woo..."
Fanny seemed to be under some kind of magic. She was led by Ryan to swing the sword in a daze, her eyes staring unblinkingly at Ryan's hand holding her wrist.
