There was a strange fragrance in the girl's boudoir, which was the smell of body fragrance mixed with some elegant solid wood furniture.

Outside the window, which is covered by pink curtains, a gust of evening breeze blows in from time to time, bringing in the freshness and unique fishy smell of the grass outside.

As I brushed past the desk near the window, I rustled some of the manuscript paper with black delicate characters written on it.

However, at this time, the hostess of the room did not sit at the desk, but a snow-white little milk cat shook its tail and walked around the surface of the table, and then jumped and landed on a classical black and white grand piano not far away.

There was a messy noise of unwanted keys.

The little she-cat seemed to want to attract the attention of the hostess of the room in this way.

It's just that what makes it wonder is that the noise of stepping on the piano used to cause a lot of complaints, but now, it doesn't get any feedback at all.

Tilting its head, it saw that the little master, with beautiful blond hair, was now hiding in a luxurious four-poster bed obscured by a pink curtain, curled up and wrapped in a red satin futon.

The light gauze curtain obscured the view, and it couldn't see exactly what the little master was doing.

I could only dimly see the graceful body in the red quilt trembling and trembling, accompanied by a faint sob, as if she was sobbing quietly because of something.

Listening closely, it could faintly hear a faint murmur of sadness, and the hostess in the quilt seemed to be constantly muttering someone's name and title.

At first, it was like a mosquito whispering, very weak, but gradually, it was relatively clear.

However, it was precisely because of this that the hostess seemed to be even more sad, and after a few wails, there was no sound at all.

It seems that the person in the bed is tired of crying and sleeps peacefully.

The room calmed down as a result.

It's just that some people's sad emotions come and go quickly, and some people are sad but endless.

Under the curious gaze of the little milk cat, the hostess, who had just slept for a long time, cried quietly in self-pity again.

It was as if she had really encountered some unbearable pain.

So she jumped lightly into bed, came to the position of her master's head curled up in the futon, and used the soles of her pink feet to flick the few strands of messy blonde hair that had been left out of the quilt, trying to comfort her.

The hostess's sobbing stopped abruptly.

Then, a white greasy hand with slender fingers was pulled out of the futon and gently patted the little milk kitten's head a few times.

Along with it, there was a small whisper of weakness and a little hoarseness.

"Go play and leave me alone."

"Meow~"

The kitten barked at her affectionately, tilted her head and bit the hostess's white and tender fingers, but she was inexplicably stimulated by the body fragrance on it and sneezed, and her voice was extremely cute.

Pets often have the power to heal people's hearts.

After such a while, the sad emotions in the heart of the young girl curled up in the red futon slowly calmed down.

Lifting the futon and sitting up, she first wiped the moist corners of her eyes with a velvet handkerchief on the bedside table, then got out of bed naked and walked in the direction of the bathroom.

The toes, painted in glamorous black, left some traces on the white carpet, and the back of the blonde in the thin pajamas faded away. Under the curious gaze of the little milk cat, after a while, the sound of water in the bathtub appeared in the bathroom.

Then, with the sound of trivial bodies entering the water, the surroundings fell into a state of complete silence.

……

In another bedroom, far away, the nun crouched at the head of the bed breathed a sigh of relief.

Her current situation is very special, similar to possession, and she can clearly feel the thoughts, emotions and physical state of the blonde girl.

But unlike the possession, her mind is not projected onto Alyssa.

It's like being synchronized with the other party, and with some kind of blood connection, Alyssa's thoughts and even all the feelings she endures will be put on her through a wonderful connection.

Because of this, although she can't see it, she can clearly know what the other party is doing.

It made her feel very speechless.

Isn't it just a milky little kid?

As for crying to such an extent for the sake of him?

However, although the nun was a little embarrassed by tonight's encounter, it was more exciting.

Because she found that things were getting more interesting.

She now knows that her dear sister not only did not expel or even kill the young apprentice who affected the relationship between mother and daughter when faced with a choice.

Instead, she went along with the boat and pretended to be in a lover relationship with her student!

In the eyes of the nun, this was a stupid response.

Because of this kind of thing, if she is not careful, not only will she not break her daughter's thoughts, but will make the mother and daughter turn against each other.

Especially when there is an enemy in the shadows.

But if you think about it carefully, it seems that her sister Yin Sabella can have this kind of decision, and it seems that it can't be said to be wrong.

According to the girl's usual personality, it is indeed unlikely that she will really do anything out of the ordinary.

However, who would have thought that behind the girl, there is her own existence?

"You're a cocoon, my dear sister......"

Muttering with interest, the nun lying on the bed closed her eyes and felt intently what a certain blonde girl was thinking at the moment.

[The water temperature is so hot, uncle, bathtub plot...... Does mom eat it too? 】

[It's boring...... Uncle, I want to be hugged ......]

[I'm a little sleepy......]

Because the bloodline has not been completely awakened, the nun's synchronization can be felt incompletely, intermittently, and some thoughts are very incomprehensible.

But the nun herself was not too interested in what her daughter was thinking.

This does not prevent her from consciously inserting certain thoughts into the girl's mind under this kind of feeling.

"Am I really mom's baby?"

"How could she do that to me?"

"It must be because of that marriage contract that my mother wanted to lie to me."

"Damn Felix!"

……

The synchronization of the state of the mother and daughter is actually one-way, she can only feel everything about Elisa, but Elisa can't feel hers.

However, relying on her superior spiritual power, she was able to distort and influence her daughter's thoughts through this one-way connection.

Although the effect of this influence is not very strong, it may even be very ambiguous after passing it on, and even simply become some kind of unspoken emotion.

But it can still dramatically change Alyssa's thoughts and attitudes towards certain things.

For example, with the help of the nun, the girl suddenly "figured it out", the so-called stepfather, it is very likely that the mother is acting, and the reason is the marriage contract.

Another example is the one I wrote earlier.

Writing is certainly not a perverted idea, but a ploy.

A ploy that can make Mrs. Chelsea panic and must find a way to save her daughter from being perverted.

The girl will think that as long as she shows a strong abnormality, her mother will definitely feel sorry for herself, and then take the initiative to confess everything and return her uncle to her.

The deep-seated reason for this idea is, of course, that the nun wants to use it to sow discord between mother and daughter.

This is like a "beautiful man plan", using beautiful men to constantly sow discord, the rift between the two sides will get bigger and bigger, and eventually a conflict will break out.

It's just that neither the mother and daughter of the middle plan, nor the beautiful man who uses it as a pawn, can't detect the existence of the nun who uses the scheme.

The girl Alyssa will only think that some thoughts are in her own heart!

This is the source of the nun's confidence that she can successfully raise her daughter to become a bloodthirsty demon, and then stabs her sister Yin Sabella in the back.

Of course, since he is in the game, that little bastard named Melen will definitely not end well.

Just let him go proudly now, thinking that being robbed by two women would be a good thing?

There will always be a day when he can't cry!

The thought of some bloody and cruel scenes that would happen in the future filled the nun's heart with excitement and even impatience.

But on the surface, she has been slowly guiding the current thoughts of a blonde girl, step by step.

"I remember, somewhere in the manor, there seems to be a special bedroom?"

"Mom never let me go near that place."

"Could there be any secrets in there......

After laying the groundwork for the truth about her mother, the nun disconnected the synchronization.

The young blonde woman lying at the head of the bed then opened her eyes.

Looking at the luxurious brown carpet that was close to me for a long time, my mind kept thinking about my plan, my next move, and something I was looking forward to......

Gradually, she inexplicably thought of everything she had felt before.

A sense of restlessness crept up from the bottom of her heart, causing her toes, which were also painted in bewitching black, to unconsciously rub and writhe on the bed a few times.

Bei Tooth bit his red lips lightly, and his gaze couldn't help but become misty.

In his mouth, he muttered someone's name.

"Anthony ......"