You Call This the Black Man Behind the Scenes? Chapter 118

You call this the black man behind the scenes? 118 Doing things that shouldn't be done

The atmosphere in the living room, which was bright and quiet, but with a little thought-provoking sound, became more and more hot.

But with a few anxious greetings suddenly coming from the corridor outside the door, the atmosphere that seemed to be burning began to cool down as if cold water had been poured into it.

The tip of his nose touched, and it was close to Chi Chi's beautiful face. Those deep and beautiful blue eyes stared at Merron quietly, and the heavy breathing in his mouth gradually stabilized.

A few seconds later, the tall figure standing upright in front of the black-haired boy released his hands from holding him. After tidying up the slightly messy black silk pajamas, he turned around and got off the sofa, and walked towards the door with bare feet. .

"what happened?"

When she came to the door of the room, she turned her head to look in the direction of the voice in the corridor, her calm words were mixed with a little displeasure.

"Why are you so noisy?"

"The next room suddenly caught fire, ma'am." A maid's voice came.

"Who reported it?"

"We can't be sure, just heard someone shouting..."

The lady frowned slightly when she heard the words, but said nothing.

Raising her hand, she combed her long messy blond hair behind her into a bundle and placed it gracefully around her chest. She turned her head and glanced at Mellen, and then walked away from the scene looking very calm.

However, if she can control her face not so red, this look is really calm.

However, Mellon is not paying attention to this detail now, because he is immersed in a huge daze and cannot extricate himself.

A series of events that happened before made him very confused.

Originally, he was staying in the room and planning to put on a vest to test the bloodline, but just after testing one, the teacher suddenly broke in and made such an "excessive" request.

Being caught off guard, his reaction was so slow, and the other party pushed him onto the sofa "arrogantly and unreasonably", and then pressed him directly...

During the whole process, he didn't have time to say a word, and he wanted to speak in the middle, but he hesitated, and there was no room to speak.

So until now, it's been half an hour, and he still doesn't know what's going on.

However, after touching the mouth that still had a touch of Dan Ya's wet breath, Meren gradually came back to it.

"The teacher looked very weak when he came over before, but when he left just now, he was in good shape. At least he was able to walk normally... So this is to make up for the devil?"

It should be like this, otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why a teacher who has always been dignified and calm would act like this.

But why does such a bizarre thing happen?

After thinking about it, Mellon suddenly realized a possibility.

"That bracelet, wouldn't it be the teacher's hard work?"

The time he obtained the bracelet was after the turmoil in the manor, and he was retaliated by some "terrorists" afterwards. The teacher gave him as a life-saving item.

The body is a small snake that can be turned into a bracelet.

It wasn't really that serious at the time.

So Melon subconsciously thought that although the bracelet was a treasure, it was at most a clone of the teacher, and it was impossible to involve any vital effort or the like.

However, thinking about it now, he feels that he may have underestimated the importance of the bracelet.

There is a foreshadowing in the Black Lives Matter dream that the teacher is related to the Holy Spirit.

Then why can't we guess that she is actually a Holy Spirit who was reborn into this world?

The so-called blood of the Holy Spirit in his own blood does not appear out of thin air, there must be a source.

Afterwards, the teacher put the bracelet back, as if recycling waste, and never saw it turn back into a snake.

Meanwhile, the teacher looks so weak...

Although there is no evidence, the more he thinks about it, the more Melon feels that this guess is correct.

And this seems to explain why I have the ability to "replenish the devil" for the teacher...

Although his bloodline of the Holy Spirit is very special, it should also be regarded as a kind of Holy Spirit.

It's all the words of the Holy Spirit, how can they possibly help each other like this?

Or the existence of the same kind that can help the teacher suppress those black blood vessels on her body that look very strange?

"But if that's the case..."

The black-haired boy sitting on the sofa touched his mouth while thinking, with an inexplicably complicated expression.

It seems to be reminiscent of the tender and cold touch before, and it seems to be rubbing and soothing the teeth that are sore because of the dominance of a jerky young woman.

"Am I not a descendant of the teacher's blood?"

Here, Melon was in a daze because he realized a certain situation.

There, Mrs. Chelsea, who left the apprentice's room, met her good friend Juliana in her bedroom.

This confirmed a certain guess in her heart, so she frowned slightly and asked helplessly, "Did you set the fire?"

Juliana, with long black hair, was sitting on the wine cabinet in the room regardless of her image, holding a glass goblet in her hand.

Her eyes were fixed on the crimson liquid and dangling, her whole person seemed a little absent-minded.

"If I don't set the fire, won't you all roll into the bed?"

This voice sounded flat, but for some unknown reason, Mrs. Chelsea felt that her good friend was acting strangely.

However, as a teacher, if he did that kind of thing with his students, normal people really wouldn't feel indifferent to it.

"I'm healing."

Mrs. Chelsea then walked up to her good friend, first poured herself a cup of strong tea and rinsed her mouth, then put down the teacup, and said with a calm face:

"I haven't figured out why that kind of thing has a healing effect, so I can't explain it to you."

It still sounds believable.

Juliana, who had seen her friend's charming figure over and over while peeping before~www.mtlnovel.com~ actually found out that her current state is indeed much better than before.

However, these words did not bring her any comfort. Instead, she looked at her friend beside her with mocking eyes and said meaningfully:

"So, how did you find out that doing this kind of thing has a healing effect?"

Madam narrowed her eyes when she heard the words, but did not respond, but raised the cup in her hand calmly and took a sip of the sour tea with lemon in it.

How did you find out?

Of course, I discovered it in front of my daughter, when I pretended to be a lover with a student.

But this kind of thing, even the closest good friend, is not easy to say clearly.

Because compared to hanging out with one's own students, admitting that one's students have become "husbands" is actually more exaggerated—

Pretending to be a husband is nothing, but if you really want to say it, wouldn't that bring out the fact that her daughter likes her students?

If this matter is known to her friends and cooperates with what happened just now, wouldn't she think that she is robbing her daughter for a man?

Considering that the daughter is still the other party's future daughter-in-law, the matter is even more complicated...

Thoughts twitched, I didn't think of any excuse to get the other side.

So facing the increasingly sarcastic expression of her friend next to her, Mrs. Chelsea put down the cup in her hand, and said in a stern tone: "I was carried away by desire, and I did things with my students that I shouldn't do."

"You—" Juliana's eyes widened instantly when she heard the sneering expression.

"You just admitted that!?"

She felt incredible about it. +Bookmark+

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