"Humph!" Melinda snorted coldly, "Stinky little ghost, you have to figure it out, this is my home, who I want to live in is my freedom, and I still need to ask for your consent?" ”

Well, that's a bit too hurtful, but it's true.

"After you left, I let Mirien move in, mainly to teach her to practice, where do you want to go." Melinda said in a gentle tone.

"Whew~" Serge breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he was indeed thinking too much.

"Also." Melinda walked to the door as she spoke, and as she left, she said with an ambiguous expression on her face, "Let Miriam tell you the rest!" Hehehe. ”

With that, Melinda disappeared around the corner.

"Hey, wait!"

As he spoke, Searle stepped forward to follow, only to collide with Mirien.

"Uh," Serge awkwardly touched the back of his head, not knowing how to speak.

Since childhood, Serge and Miriam have been at odds with each other, and even when they speak, they are nothing more than cynicism. Especially after knowing certain things, the relationship between the two is more delicate.

"That, me." Ser just wanted to say that he was going out, but when the words reached his throat, it was like a stone blocked, and he couldn't say anything.

"Sit down, I have something to tell you." A cold voice came from Mirien's mouth.

Subconsciously, Searle sat down on the bed, and his right hand seemed to grasp something soft, but how could Searle take care of this, thinking that he had to leave quickly, it was too embarrassing to sit here.

"You~ can you put down my clothes?"

A hint of blush flashed on Mirien's cold face, and her tone was shy, no longer as cold as before.

Hearing this, Serge looked down, shook his hand and immediately threw something soft onto the bed, as if it was a poisonous snake.

Well, what Pyle had just grabbed was Miriam's underwear, something that resembled a bra.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to! I... Serge hurriedly stood up and apologized to Mirien, but was coldly interrupted: "Nothing to be sorry for, I didn't take it to heart." ”

Because of this little episode, the atmosphere became even more awkward.

"I misunderstood what happened this morning." Miriam was the first to speak: "Teacher Melinda has already told me, I'm really sorry for causing you trouble. ”

"It's fine, there's nothing bothering or anything like that." Serge replied.

As she spoke, Mirien stared at Serre like this, until she turned her head a little uncomfortably, and then said solemnly: "Teacher Melinda has already said that although I don't know what marriage is like, I will definitely try my best to be a qualified wife!" ”

Mirien's tone was cold and serious, and there was no hint of shyness in women. Normal women are more or less shy when it comes to things like marriage, but this does not appear in Mirien.

"What? Tie the knot? Wife? ”

This sentence is no less than a thunderbolt from the sky, Searle was stunned, how did things develop to this point, you don't even know what marriage is like, just want to be a wife? Are you kidding!

"Well, did I hear it wrong?" Serge stared at Miriam with wide eyes in surprise.

Miriam didn't answer, still staring straight at Serre.

"Wait a minute.,Let me sort out my thoughts.,Although we're childhood sweethearts, it's true.,But.。。 Childhood sweethearts don't necessarily have to get married. Searle was at a loss.

There was still silence, as if Miriam hadn't heard Searle's explanation.

"By the way, why did you suddenly have such an idea?" Searle wondered.

Hearing Serge's inquiry, Miriam hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke.

"That's because, because." With the shyness peculiar to a girl, Mirien's face was slightly red, and she grabbed the corners of her clothes with both hands and whispered, "I like Searle!" I loved it very much since I was a child! ”

With that, Miriam closed her eyes and turned her head with a flushed face.

"This~ Is this an illusion?" Searle stared at Miriam dumbfounded.

It seems that he has reacquainted with her, but he didn't expect that Mirien, who is usually cold, would show this little daughter posture, and Searle's worldview is about to collapse.

"Mmmm~~" After being stunned for a while, Searle came back to his senses, cleared his throat, and asked tentatively, "Don't you hate me the most?" How could you suddenly like me. You're kidding, right? ”

"No, I'm serious, I really want to be Serge's wife!" Miriam said in a serious tone.

"Smack~"

With a palm on his head, Searle looked out of the window speechlessly, and said secretly in his heart: "What's wrong with this world?" Am I no longer able to keep up with the times? ”

Why do you say you like it, but your face is still cold, do you want to hold ice cubes for the rest of your life after getting married?

"I..." Searle opened his mouth, but finally chose to go the other way.

Frankly speaking, Milion is really beautiful, if you ignore her height and just look at her appearance, Milion is undoubtedly a rare beauty.

On the delicate face, there are big eyes full of heroism, curved willow eyebrows, long eyelashes trembling slightly, and thin lips like flower petals, delicate and delicate.

Her long silver-white hair hung down to her waist, and she was wearing a set of cloth armor, which made her whole person sharp.

Although there is a kind of coldness that rejects people thousands of miles away, this does not affect her beauty at all, but inadvertently adds a high coldness.

What an iceberg beauty!

Serge still has a good impression of Mirien, but it has not yet reached the level of talking about marriage, after all, everyone is a childhood sweetheart, and they also have a certain understanding of each other, besides, rabbits don't eat the grass next to the nest, it's too ripe to eat.

Saying that he is unwilling to marry her, it seems a little too hurtful, saying that he is willing, it always feels a bit child's play, Searle, as a traverser, has Chinese traditions lying in his blood.

Marriage is such a lifelong event, there should be the words of the matchmaker of the parents, and the last time you have to fall in love first, where can you say that you will get married!

"You see, I'm in the Navy now, and I may not be able to come back once in a few years, and getting married or something is not realistic at all." Serge said bitterly.

"It's only been a few years, and I can afford to wait." Miriam said lightly.

Searle almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, almost forgetting that Miriam was a giant like him, and in the face of a lifespan of more than three hundred years, a few years seemed insignificant, and she did have this capital.

"Can I think about it? After all, this matter still has to be agreed by Aunt Melinda! Serge hurriedly moved out of Melinda, hoping to pass for the time being.

"No, I raise my hands in agreement!" Melinda walked in with a smile on her face, and her eyes changed when she looked at Mirien, obviously looking at her daughter-in-law's eyes, okay?

"Well, Auntie, didn't you say I was still young? Why did this change his mind? Searle suddenly felt a little out of breath, what was the feeling of being calculated? Anyway, you've been listening to the corner, where is there still a little bit of an elder!

Of course, this is also said in my heart, once Melinda hears it, I am afraid that a blow will be indispensable.

"Now that it's all settled, then I won't bother you." Melinda avoided answering Serge's questioning, hastily confirmed the relationship between the two, and left happily.

This time he did leave, and just in case, Serl used the Force to probe it, and the house was empty.

The relationship between the two seems to have settled in such a vague way, and from today onwards, Searle can be regarded as getting rid of the identity of a single dog.

"Hands!" Miriam suddenly called softly, with a hint of shyness in her voice, and slowly stretched out her right hand.

The intention was obvious, she wanted Searle to hold her hand.

Is it to pull or not to pull? Searle is a little entangled, forget it, it's not that he hasn't pulled it, so it's better to relive his childhood.

Serge gritted his teeth and gently grabbed Mirien's hand.

Soft, smooth, this is Searle's first feeling, there is a hint of coolness in the middle, this is the first time Searle has held hands with a girl, of course, it is not counted when he was a child, so little knows a fart!

One big and one small hands gently clasped together, the big one was Mirien, and the small one was Serge.

"I like you, Sergo!" Mirien said as she stared at Serre with burning eyes.

"I~ I like you too, Mirien!" Looking up to meet Mirien's gaze, Serge said slowly.

At this moment, Serge's heart seemed to be captured by Mirien.

……