You call this the mastermind?

Under the shadow of the building, the handsome black-haired girl looked angry at the moment, staring at Meren, as if she wanted to eat him.

But when Melen asked the question, she seemed to realize something. Her expression suddenly froze, then she showed pain, and she even squatted on the ground covering her head.

"What's wrong with you?"

Meren was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly knelt down and carefully looked at the other person's face, and found that he was completely pale!

"An old injury is coming back?"

"I, my mind is very messed up..."

He seemed to be trying his best to suppress the weakness in his tone, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Alyssa...the blood...is uncomfortable..."

Is this the black blood coming out to cause trouble again?

Seeing this, Meren didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly inserted his hand into the other person's long black hair, and began to massage the teacher's head.

When the black blood in her body cannot be suppressed, Mrs. Chelsea's temperament will indeed become a little special.

But as long as the master and the disciple do some intimate behaviors, this pain can be quickly relieved.

Considering the teacher's attitude after the torture not long ago, Meren didn't dare to do anything too outrageous.

But just by looking at everything, "Katherine" was confused.

Squatting next to the wall, burying his head between his knees.

Feeling the flexible and skillful kneading of the slender fingers on her scalp, as well as the contact between the skin and body temperature of both parties in the process, the girl's pale face suddenly couldn't hide a blush, but there was a strange flash in her eyes. Annoyed.

And when she maintained this position for a long time, the surrounding air circulation was still, and there was an indescribable but very good smell coming from the boy's body, her heartbeat even began to speed up inexplicably.

All kinds of emotions were mixed together and seemed very complicated.

Fortunately, her face was now covered by her knees and long hair, otherwise this abnormality would have been discovered.

"I...I don't know what's wrong..."

Her inner thoughts were quite confused, but on the surface, her tone was still painful.

"In your room, she...who is she?"

Of course she is Juliana.

Mellen thought.

While squatting next to the girl and massaging her, the doubts in his heart did not lessen.

Normally, the suppression effect after both parties engage in intimate behavior is very rapid.

When Mrs. Chelsea forcibly kissed him for the first time, her physical weakness even faded visibly.

Why doesn't this seem to work now?

Is it not possible to just rely on intimate gestures, but must there be an exchange of body fluids for it to be effective?

Or, after the Holy Spirit awakens, this method will no longer work?

On the other hand, the teacher knew that Juliana was pretending to be her cousin, so why didn’t she remember it now?

Amnesia? Or is there memory confusion?

Although Alyssa's identity is already known, not even the Holy Spirit can tell what Alyssa's bloodline can do, let alone Melen.

It seems that it is not incomprehensible to actually cause the current situation.

And even if you don't consider this, the awakened Holy Spirit hidden in the lady's body seems to be able to cause trouble.

Mellen's inner doubts can barely be explained.

only……

"She is my cousin, have you forgotten?"

Mellen replied with some ambiguous words.

And the other party's words seemed to sound like this.

"You... why are you..."

"When I entered the same school, I heard that I was assigned a single room. Of course I had to come and take a look."

"No, she's not, no, I...I..."

Her expression, as if she had lost her memory, didn't look fake at all, but Meren, who was squatting aside to comfort her, was becoming more and more suspicious.

But before he had any other thoughts, the black-haired girl suddenly raised her head, turned sideways and kissed the side of Meren's face.

Melon was stunned by the soft and gentle touch.

"伱...do you like it?"

There was no shyness in her weak voice. The girl looked at Melen, but her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she was asking a very common question.

In other words, she seemed to want to show that there was a reason for this action.

This is actually an ambiguity. However, the ability to perceive emotions brought about by practicing breathing techniques made Melen faintly feel that the other party seemed to be extremely uneasy at the moment.

So he remained stiff and motionless and didn't speak for a long time.

"You don't like it?"

Seeing that the black-haired boy didn't say anything for a long time, and his expression looked blank, the girl couldn't help but speak.

"Or do you really dislike it?"

"Please respect yourself, teacher!"

Meren's face suddenly turned cold, and the hand that had been kneading and massaging suddenly withdrew from the other person's thick black hair.

"What you're doing is very inappropriate."

"You dislike me?"

The girl was startled when she saw this, "Why?"

"You are my teacher, why do you still ask?"

This seemed incredible, and there was even a flash of disappointment in the young man's eyes.

"I thought you were a very dignified and elegant person, but I didn't expect that you would do such a frivolous thing."

"I, I just-"

"You don't need to explain, I know you are not feeling well right now."

Mellen stood up as he spoke and bowed politely to the other party.

"So please go back and rest more. If anything happens, calm down and we can talk."

After saying this, he turned around and left in a hurry without waiting for the girl squatting there to respond.

The whole person was annoyed and seemed to be a little exasperated.

After staring at his back and disappearing from sight for a long time, the black-haired girl suddenly smiled with joy.

"Since you are honest, I will forgive you a little bit."

She whispered sweetly.

...

On the other side, after leaving the other party's sight, Mellen's expression had returned to calm.

But there were more doubts between his eyebrows.

The person just now was not Mrs. Chelsea.

He was very sure of this.

The reason was not those behaviors that were different from the past, but because he had used the thread of fate to observe when he was "dazed".

The real Mrs. Chelsea was in a library at this time, flipping through something attentively.

But if she was not the lady, who would it be?

Why did she test him like this?

"Nun?"

The first person Mellen thought of was this one.

There were not many people who knew about Alyssa's bloodline, and even fewer who knew that Mrs. Chelsea used her body to suppress the black blood.

So the suspect was actually very clear.

And if the nun found out that the husband who had been in contact with her was actually him, then she would have a reason to come and test him.

Apart from that, he couldn't think of anyone else who would have nothing to do such a thing.

But how could she find out?

Moreover, even if she found out that he was the one who contacted her, shouldn't her attitude be suspicious?

Suspicious about how he got her husband's fraud book, and suspected that he had clues about her husband.

Why did she seem so sure?

He was very confused, but Mellen didn't continue to think about this problem.

No matter how she found out, it was an established fact that she came to the door now.

Not sure whether this matter is good or bad, but considering the close connection between the nun and Alyssa, and the solution provided by the Holy Spirit to solve the hidden dangers of Alyssa.

Mellen felt that he needed to discuss this matter with the teacher.

However, when he took out the secret book and took a look, he found that the other party had sent a message before.

"I'm in the Evans Religious Library. I have something to tell you. Are you free now?"