You call this the mastermind?

This shameless remark caused the living room to fall silent immediately.

Looking down at the young boy in her arms who was looking at her eagerly, Mrs. Chelsea, who should have been angry, felt a little flustered.

Because the emotions in the other person's eyes were no longer concealed, like two bright flames, ready to ignite the firewood that had been suppressed for a long time in her body.

"What are you thinking!"

Avoiding her student's gaze unnaturally, she said unhappily: "If you say that again, you'll have a completely different birthday!"

"Teacher..."

Mellen didn't take up the conversation, but raised her hand and gently stroked the delicate and soft face of the person in front of her, "Have you forgotten something recently?"

"What is it?"

"We went to the storybook a while ago, but we didn't get anything in the end."

This made Mrs. Chelsea even more flustered. She raised her hand and slapped Mellen's hand away. Her earlobe was already red. "Some things are impossible to get anything."

"But at least, we have to go in and study it."

Mellen said seriously: "If we don't go in and take a look, who knows if there will be any gains?"

"What if there is really nothing?"

"I believe there must be something inside."

The lady didn't say anything after hearing this.

After a moment of silence, she suddenly looked back at Mellen, and the panic in her eyes was replaced by calmness, "Do you want to use this as a birthday gift?"

"I hope I can continue to challenge."

Mellen answered without hesitation.

The calmness in the lady's eyes weakened, and a touch of moisture unconsciously appeared in her green eyes.

But after a blink of an eye, these ripples disappeared like an illusion.

"I'll think about it, you go first." She said softly.

"What are you thinking about?" Melen asked endlessly.

"I'm too lazy to tell you, get out!"

Pushing the guy in her arms away unhappily, Mrs. Chelsea then hurriedly left the reception room.

Her back looked a little flustered.

Melen couldn't help laughing at this.

Although he was talking about the storybook world just now, he actually mentioned the relationship between the two parties.

What surprised him was that the lady didn't explicitly refuse this time...

But after thinking about it, Melen was confused again.

"What does the teacher mean?"

Recalling that conversation, he was a little confused.

But there will be clear feedback in a few days, so it's useless to think too much, so Melen didn't think about it for a long time.

Considering the business mentioned before, he reorganized his mind and hurriedly left the secret hut.

Melen was ready to find a way to rescue the Holy Spirit Jonah.

After all, no matter what, that person is also a high-end combat force.

If there is really trouble coming, it will always be a helper.

"But if you do this, you will inevitably have to contact that demon king."

This incident suddenly reminded Melen of the nun he had imprisoned.

He still remembered the nun's transformation into a female demon two days ago, and according to the Holy Spirit, it was the demon king who manipulated the nun behind the birth of Alyssa.

"Talk to her before contacting her."

Thinking of this, Melen turned around and disappeared in an instant.

When he appeared again, he had arrived in the dimly lit classroom, that is, Base No. 3.

Everything he saw was exactly the same as when he left before, whether it was the messy tables and chairs, or the spider webs and dust in the corners of the wall.

The figure sitting on the chair, tied up with red ropes, stared at him expressionlessly, with undisguised resentment in her eyes.

"This woman is quite angry?"

Merlen was speechless after being stared at.     …

"What do you mean?"

On the other side, the blush on the lady's face had faded a lot when she returned to the bedroom. When she sat in front of the dressing table, there was no panic in her eyes, and she had completely calmed down.

"He obviously doesn't want to break up with your good friend, but you still say you want to consider it?"

In the mirror of the dressing table, the "madam" with slightly curly blonde hair frowned and asked.

The lady in the mirror also had a blush on her face at this moment, and her hoarse voice was drier than usual, but her expression was normal.

"Juliana is my good friend, since childhood."

The lady answered softly, raised her hand to take off the pearl hairnet with blonde hair, and then shook it, throwing her hair into a slightly messy shawl style.

"Mellen is important, but I can't ignore Juliana."

"So what are you considering? How to snatch Mellen away without hurting your good friend?"

"Well..." Madam hesitated a little, "It doesn't have to be snatched away."

"What do you mean? Are you willing to let him be unclear with you two?"

The Holy Spirit in the mirror was a little stunned, "Are you crazy?"

"Who said I'm willing?"

Tilting her head, raising her hand to take off a dark blue earring on her earlobe, Madam said unhappily: "If it wasn't a good thing you did, how could I say I would consider it?"

"Since he knows everything, do I still have room to refuse clearly?"

"Do you mean that this is just your delaying strategy?" The Holy Spirit continued to ask without any embarrassment.

"Not really..."

"Not really?"

"Anyway, Mellen is my student, my child, and even my relative."

The lady said seriously: "Rather than just a man and a woman."

"so?"

"So sometimes, of course, I need to coddle him."

"Pamper him?"

The Holy Spirit in the mirror didn't understand what was going on for a while, but after thinking about it, it suddenly dawned on him.

"I see, it turns out you just couldn't help it."

These words made the lady pick off the earring on the other ear and she paused unconsciously, and then asked curiously: "What can't I help?"

"Can't help the desire in your body, just like you did in the lake."

The Holy Spirit said in a disdainful tone: "That's why I made an excuse for myself, but I couldn't hide my face for a while, so I said I would consider it - you are really a bitch."

The lady was not angry when she heard this. She thought about it and nodded.

"It seems that you are right to understand it that way."

She said: "I do think about it again, and I don't want to be secretive anymore. In other words, it's not a problem to hold it in like this all the time."

"But you're not going to really take Melen back from your friend?"

"I've thought about it carefully. It's useless to snatch it back."

The lady shook her head and said, "That child of Mellen is not a single-minded person. Sooner or later, after the novelty wears off, he will be tempted to go out and steal food."

"Julianna may be able to tolerate this, but I absolutely cannot. If a quarrel breaks out, the relationship will inevitably break down."

"So even if I agree to him, I still need to restrain myself from investing too much in the relationship between men and women, otherwise it will be bad for both parties."

These words seemed very calm and rational.

But the Holy Spirit in the mirror is not focused on this.

"Are you ready to promise him?"

"Um."

"What did you promise him?"

"As his lover, of course."