Chapter 88 Thoughts

No woman doesn't like others to praise her.

On the mainland, the highest level of praise is to write a love poem for her that will be passed down to future generations. This kind of poetry culture has evolved to the extreme in the Roman Kingdom. In that country where serfdom still exists, the greatest respect for a person is singing poetry, and special religious choirs even involve extraordinary things.

Sophia is also a woman.

When she saw this love letter that inspired her, she knew that this poem would add another layer to the many halos under Amis's skirt. If it were some ladies from famous families, maybe this poem would make the other party's brains hot and marry without hesitation.

Nothing else.

It's just because the emotions shown in this love letter are too suitable for those ladies who yearn for true love.

"Write another one yourself."

After all, Sophia is Sophia, a big sister who hangs out on the streets. After being jealous, she quickly restrained her emotions and grabbed Lin En's draft to see if she would not return it.

Since she couldn't get the poem, at least the manuscript was hers. When Sophia thought that she could be compared with Count Amisto, she felt a kind of joy from the bottom of her heart, a bit like the smugness of doing something bad. After all, Sophia also understood that Lin En, who would eventually go back, was very different from her.

Many things can only be like this.

Lin En couldn't figure out her sister's complicated feelings. Anyway, she remembered the poem, so she gave the manuscript to Sophia. She just wrote a more beautiful handwriting and framed it.

"Huh..."

Lin En, who was finally done with the work, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Apart from other things, she could at least deal with the Countess for a while. It's not easy to be an excuse for this beauty. If you don't do enough surface work, how can others believe it? It just so happens that this love letter is enough to make her believe that she is very concerned about it.

When writing love poems, inspiration is the most important~~

"Let's celebrate together today?" Lin En stood up and stretched after finishing his work, looking at Sophia who was still looking at the manuscript like a treasure and said casually. "Don't look at it. If you like it, I will write you a new one if I have the chance."

"Then it's a deal. Lovers also have the right to love poems." Sophia immediately smiled and took Lin En's arm, half of her body pressed against him.

"What lover..."

Lin En touched his nose helplessly. The definition of lover in this era is quite complicated. It is basically an unrecognized profession. For example, mistresses and their children have no right to inherit property. In large families, illegitimate children usually assist the heirs and take on staff or other duties, and they are not criticized. As for the mistress's promotion, as long as the wife has a background and considers the interests, this situation will not happen.

For Lin En, this feudal dregs must be criticized.

He understood that although he and Sophia were close and could have sex without saying anything, there was still a layer between them.

This layer was called class, a gap created by the times and society.

So, in fact, Sophia understood more clearly than Lin En. While the fool Lin En was still struggling with his own downfall, the older girl had already prepared for a protracted war.

"Come on, come on, how can you stay in the room in such good weather?" When Sophia saw that Lin En did not resist but felt a little guilty, her smile was like eating honey.

"Where are you going?"

It's a vacation, so you should really empty your mind and have some fun.

If you don't play, you won't have a chance tomorrow. Lin En didn't forget that tomorrow was the peace conference held by the [Continental Medical Association], and a peace petition would be submitted at this conference, and the number of participants would be much larger than that of the [Suppression Bureau]. Among them, there are many foreign ambassadors and powerful businessmen. The [Suppression Bureau]'s entry this time is already the best and can't be better.

Lin En habitually thought and ignored the soft beauty beside him.

Sophia opened and closed her lips twice. Seeing that Lin En was a little dazed, she immediately reached out to pinch his face. It was elastic and felt very good, so Sophia couldn't help but pinch it twice more.

"If you keep dazed, you will stay here all day."

"That's not bad?"

Lin En grabbed Sophia's hand. For the first time, her gentle and polite green eyes showed the heat of aggression and domination. The young body was hot in the morning. Who let this guy keep rubbing against himself unconsciously?

Sophia was swept by Lin En's explicit eyes, and her legs were subconsciously weak. The sister's momentum was shrunk back, and her voice was much softer.

"You little bastard, you actually want to bully me? Don't forget, I'm your sister."

"Won't it be the same in the future?"

Lin En looked at Sophia, and the heat in his eyes softened a lot. For him, Sophia's position in his heart is multifaceted, and the family's share accounts for a large proportion.

"That's more like it. I will always be your sister." Sophia couldn't help but hug Lin En's face. She really loved this little bastard.

When she was a child, she used a stick to beat the dog for him, but now she has to be bullied by him with a stick.

Sophia often said dirty words, but she also had to choose the person. She felt funny and ashamed when she said it to Lin En.

"So, here or outside?" Lin En said dryly.

"Outside!"

Without hesitation, she chose to go outside. Although Sophia had found her place beside Lin En, she didn't want to be cheap. Although if Lin En forced her, she should not have any substantial resistance, but at least Sophia still needed a very important ceremony.

That way she could give herself to Lin En wholeheartedly.

This point coincided with some of Lin En's three views. Adapting to the times does not mean that emotions will become cheap. He would remind himself how lucky he is and need to cherish it.

"Let's go, change clothes, and let's go to the clock tower to play." Lin En finally just marked it, reached out and touched Sophia's beautiful face, and pulled the corner of her mouth.

Before, he just liked it, but now he has confirmed that the emotion in his heart is a hazy love.

Love is restraint and patience.

"Woo, I can't climb the shelf." Sophia was a little helpless after being excited. When she was a child, she and Lin En went to the clock tower to play. Her favorite program was to climb the wooden frame inside the clock tower, and she could also touch the clock tower attic that ordinary people could not go to and look at the precise mechanical gears.

Now that both of them have grown up, they naturally cannot do such a shameful thing.

At the door of Sophia's house.

Lin En looked at Sophia who was wearing a skirt again and wearing light makeup, which was rare, and her eyes lit up. Two young people with the same hair color and slightly different eyes walking hand in hand on the somewhat depressed street was an extremely eye-catching scenery.

The beauty and laughter between them were exactly what was lacking in this war era, and many people looked at them with great envy.

"By the way, don't go near the World Expo exhibition venue tomorrow."

On the way, Lin En reminded Sophia.

"What about you?"

"Don't worry, I'm just a clerk." There was a hint of solemnity in the depths of Lin En's comforting smile. Sophia said "oh" and just hugged Lin En's arms tighter.