165 You're going to die, Mom
Early the next morning, Mellen received another invitation from Mrs. Chelsea, hoping that the "family" could continue to sit together for breakfast.
When he arrived at the restaurant, he found that the mother and daughter were now seated, chatting as they had done at dinner yesterday.
After seeing Melen's figure, they both looked at each other, one big and one small, and their behavior was quite tacit.
However, looking at the similar looks of the two, Melen unconsciously remembered another person at this time.
The enemy who frequently posted photos last night and harassed him for most of the night.
"Baldness is supposed to be hereditary, right?"
"Since they're all members of the Chelsea family......"
This question made Mellen's mind a little dazed, and he even seemed very absent-minded when eating breakfast.
He originally sent a message to the man, thinking that he was using Anthony's identity to get some information.
As a result, he didn't expect that the other party would be so "shameless", and he would tempt him with a beauty, so that he had no time to pay attention to the others.
Of course, the plausible explanation is that Mellen wasn't sure how a eunuch would respond to such a scene.
So he was very embarrassed to find that in the face of such an offensive, he couldn't ask anything else except to remain silent.
Otherwise, it will be easy to reveal the filling.
It's not because you don't want to interrupt the enemy's plans.
However, it is precisely because of this that Melen found that he really overestimated himself now.
After hiding in the room at night and watching the GIF for so long, he is now in a very impetuous mood, and he is not interested in other things.
So he wasn't even in the mood to think about what the other party would do now after giving the teacher a spoiler last night.
He looked like he had something on his mind.
The blonde girl couldn't help but glance at Meren, but then she turned her head away.
"Why did those people choose to hold the ceremony with us?"
Speechless, she asked Mrs. Chelsea, "Is there any secret in that town?" ”
As she spoke, she also had a newspaper on the dining table at hand, and there were many moving photos on it.
With some textual messages, the sacrifice ceremony of the Truth Cultists yesterday is depicted in great detail.
"The family hadn't paid attention to that place before."
Mrs. Chelsea was busy with her head down at this time, and after hearing this, she replied without raising her head: "But now that I think about it, when the Farley family moved to the vicinity of Graham City, it was obvious that they had chosen it as a station. ”
"The Ronin Who Started from Douluo"
"What should they know?" The girl asked again.
"It must be so, but it's a pity that all the people who came to the Farley family are dead."
Saying this, Madame seemed to think of something, so she looked up at Meren and said, "What do you think about the two Shinrikyo cultists who attacked you?" ”
"Guderian gave me a sword."
Mellen replied simply.
"A sword alone isn't enough."
Mrs. Chelsea said, but she also understood the attitude of the students towards it.
So she turned to say: "The thing that was promised to you last time can start tonight, is it convenient for you to stay at night?" ”
"Of course it's convenient." Meren nodded hurriedly.
"But if you have something else to do, don't be in such a hurry."
"It's nothing, I'm measured."
……
The conversation between the two sides was somewhat incomprehensible.
The blonde girl on the side listened silently and did not interrupt without making a sound.
It wasn't until she saw that the "parents" each lowered their heads and didn't start a conversation anymore that she suddenly said, "Why do you still call you?" ”
"Aren't you husband and wife, should there be a more intimate title between husband and wife?"
These words made Mrs. Chelsea's expression stunned, and her eyes couldn't help but look at Mellen.
As a result, I listened to the other party and said seriously: "Because I have become accustomed to it, my current identity is still very young after all." ”
"But there's no one else here."
The girl whispered, "You don't have to disguise anything, do you?" ”
"That's right."
Mellen nodded in agreement, then got up and brought a plate of crispy red bean cakes from the table to Mrs. Chelsea.
"This tastes good, honey, you can taste it more."
When he said this, his face did not change, and his expression was very natural.
When Madame heard this, she thought about it, and really picked up one of them and tasted it.
The crispy flour cake is gently bitten off by the white teeth, and then chewed and swallowed, the whole process is slow and elegant.
Then, immediately afterward, Mellen handed over another plate of ham and vegetable rolls.
After being stunned, Mrs. Chelsea did not refuse this behavior, and was very obedient to eat it again.
So the second half of the whole breakfast was spent in this slightly ambiguous atmosphere.
The blonde girl watched all this with some distraction, not knowing what she was thinking.
However, when breakfast was over, Mrs. Chelsea put down the dishes and said a word, some of the complicated emotions in her heart instantly dissipated.
"I think we should talk, Elisa."
Madame said, "Tell me what you think now?" ”
Her words came very suddenly, and the girl was stunned.
"I, my thoughts?"
"Or rather, why you've been the way you have been for the past two days."
The lady said with a serious expression: "Don't be perfunctory to me like last night. ”
……
At dinner yesterday, Mrs. Chelsea did test the girl's attitude.
But because she didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, she didn't insist on asking anything after the girl avoided talking about it, for fear that the question would be deep and stimulate her daughter.
Now, however, Madame thought it necessary to find out as soon as possible what Alyssa was thinking.
Because if things were really as the mysterious man said, then they didn't have much time to waste in this matter.
So, even if it irritates Alyssa, she has to ask about it.
Not only ask, but also deeply and carefully!
It's just that, in the face of her mother's attitude, the blonde girl still doesn't want to tell the truth.
"You and Mellen are husband and wife, but the relationship seems a little rusty."
She whispered, "I just, just want to make you more along." ”
"So you've completely forgotten, what was your attitude before?"
Mrs. Chelsea said in a stern tone: "You are secretly hiding in the room and writing those things, don't think I don't know." What is the purpose, do you think I can't see it? ”
"I thought you were pretending to be with him."
The girl bowed her head and said with shame, "So I have some wrong thoughts......
"Why don't you think we're pretending now?"
Madame asked, "Because you have seen some hard evidence?" ”
"What kind of evidence can make you give up your original ideas so completely?"
What she asked was actually a bit dangerous, and if she wasn't careful, she would "expose" some kind of dirty behavior of herself.
However, after the girl looked at her, she did not talk about it.
After hesitating for a moment, she mentioned something else.
"Because if you weren't a couple, you'd die, Mom."
Under the surprised gaze of the two people at the dinner table, she whispered: "My blood is very special, and it is not the same as before. ”
"If you lose those things, you're going to die ......"