Chapter 103: The writer's vest is guessed

Chapter 103: The writer's vest is guessed

The sudden question made Merron, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, startled, then looked at the girl in front of him, and rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

"If you don't communicate with the outside world, you will be bored alone, and you will encounter problems after a long time."

He said, "You see, here comes the problem."

"I don't think I have a problem right now."

The blond girl squeezed the corners of her clothes with her nervous fingers, but her tone was very firm.

"So, I hope you can answer me."

This attitude...what evidence is there?

Merlen was secretly surprised by this.

This person suddenly asked this matter, something must have reminded her, and then she suddenly linked Melen, who seemed to have nothing to do with Yin Luvita.

whats the matter?

She knows more about her own bloodline, so she has figured out the truth of how they fell into this place?

"I just know he's a fairy tale writer."

I was puzzled, but on the surface Melon said so.

No matter whether the other party has evidence or not, this kind of thing does not need him to admit.

Because there is evidence, it is useless for him to deny it.

And there is no evidence, but it is just speculation, and it is useless for him to deny it.

In other words, if the doubts in her heart could not be eased, the girl would not easily believe his words.

As a result, Mellon began to "beat" the bracelet on her wrist with her third hand, hoping to call the teacher over so that she could "take care of her daughter."

But I don't know what happened. He used this method to call several times a few days ago. Now this is a critical juncture, but the teacher has no movement!

"Are you lying, uncle?"

While Merron was frantically making small moves in private, the blond girl suddenly knelt down opposite Merron, looking at him with nervousness in her eyes, but her tone was very smooth.

"You should know why we were here in the first place, right?"

It was a little surprising that the girl who had always been weak suddenly became very "aggressive".

Seeing this, Merron blinked, but then did not respond. He picked up the wand beside him and drew a stream of water from the necklace on his chest, and then washed his hands in front of the other party.

This suggestive behavior made Aliza, who was originally determined, blushed instantly.

But in the face of Melun's so arrogant tricks, not only did her aura not weaken, but she became stronger.

There was even a stern smile on his face, inexplicably a bit like her mother.

"I'm pretty sure you're running away from me. But if there's no problem, why are you running away?"

"I'm just thinking, what the **** are you thinking?"

Melon, who was washing his hands, answered casually.

If the teacher can't come over no matter what, then this matter can't be completely detonated. After all, she is the protagonist as expected.

So, just drag on.

"And, even if I have a relationship with that writer, what does it have to do with you?"

Those words made the blond girl's momentum instantly weaken.

The strong woman's posture dissipated, her face flushed, and she stammered:

"I, I just really liked his books, so I thought, I would like to visit him if possible..."

Obviously, when Melon asked this kind of question, she didn't have the courage to say anything, and she didn't even dare to go further and challenge his identity.

Merron raised his eyebrows and said solemnly, "Well, if I see him one day, I will mention this to him."

It seems impossible to completely deny that it's okay. The other party's attitude must have some kind of definite evidence.

But to say what kind of relationship there is, this is something that cannot be determined yet, depending on the future needs.

Alicia didn't know what the **** Merron was up to. After hearing his words, she couldn't wait to ask.

"What day will that be?"

She had now replaced her simple pink nightdress with a white shirt and black trousers that Mellen had spared.

The beautiful blond hair was loose, and it looked a little messy because of the poor condition and lack of care.

When speaking, she raised her hand to remove the strands of hair that blocked her vision, and stared at Melun, looking very nervous and expectant.

"That's not certain."

Mellen replied, "You know, that kind of person is usually very busy."

But you are very busy now...

The girl blinked when she heard the words, but didn't say anything. Instead, she just knelt down in front of Merron and fell into a state of thinking.

Yawen Library

Although Melun didn't fully admit it, she now basically believes that he is Yin Luvita.

The reason is not that she has any solid evidence, but because of intuition.

Intuition about the cognition of one's own bloodline.

She didn't know what was going on with her constitution and bloodline, and she didn't even know as much as an outsider like Melon.

But as the owner of this body, what she can feel and what outsiders can see are actually two completely different levels.

The body is injured, and the finger is punctured with a cut, and when others see it, it will naturally feel that it is very painful.

But the specific pain method and how long it will hurt is something that no one can know except the owner of the hand, and can't feel it.

So, even though Alicia couldn't figure out what was going on when she first came in, she was a little confused.

But during this time, she had too much time to think and feel her current state.

This kind of thinking, combined with the situation when he came in, and the fact that Meren used that nasty method to activate the little snake on his wrist.

It made Eliza naturally think that she has some kind of wonderful ability that needs to be displayed with emotions.

Then, when she was hiding from Melen for the past few days, she conducted several experiments one after another, and learned more from it.

At least she knows the general situation of this ability.

So, the answer to a certain thing just appeared in front of him.

However, despite being able to muster up the courage, he ran to confront Melon.

But now, when it's time to easily reveal the identity of the other party, Alyssa doesn't dare.

Not only did she not dare, she was even a little scared.

Because she didn't forget that the uncle in front of her was her mother's lover!

"Maybe... this thing isn't actually true?"

Alyssa comforted herself so in her heart to ease the inexplicable anxiety in her heart.

After all, her mother never admitted that Mellon was her lover, only her cousin's.

Then my previous guess, maybe it was wrong?

The birth of this idea made her think of more evidence.

For example, how can a conservative mother like a big boy who is the same age as her daughter?

For example, if mom and uncle are lovers, why don't they show the slightest intimacy?

Even if mother really has a lover, why don't the suspicious things in her room decrease?

Some things are not without clues of doubt, but positions and attitudes without doubt.

Alyssa hadn't suspected this before, of course because she thought the situation was clear.

On the other hand, it was also because she had been imprisoned by her mother for a long time that she subconsciously desperately hoped that her life would change.

So she didn't doubt Melen's identity, and subconsciously hoped that after her mother had a lover, she could distract her attention a little to loosen her control.

But now, when she finds out that the writer she "adores" is her mother's lover, she has reason to wonder if it's true

Or rather, she desperately wanted to deny the result.

And this denial made her feel more and more that her previous judgment was completely wrong.

The uncle in front of me is not my mother's lover at all!

…

Mellen didn't know what the girl was thinking in front of her.

But he found that, as the girl kept silent, the gaze she looked at him inexplicably changed from being uneasy at the beginning, to half-believing, and then suddenly realizing...

In the end, after looking at Melon carefully, a shyness even appeared on her face.

Then she lowered her head, her beautiful blue eyes dodging www.wuxiaspot.com no longer dared to face Merron's gaze.

However, she spoke instead.

"You, can you tell me what kind of person Yin Luvita is?"

what kind of person?

Melon thought for a while after hearing the words, and replied, "It's more lecherous."

He was delaying time, so that the person in front of him could not help but suddenly make a "confession" behavior.

Confession is no problem, but she has to wait for her mother to come.

"I also like gambling and visiting brothels."

"You'll get sick..."

The girl completely ignored the vileness behind these hobbies, knelt down in front of Merron, and asked with anticipation in her eyes.

"He, doesn't he have a wife? Or a fiancee and a lover?"

"How many lovers?"

Mellon said shamelessly: "But there is a saying, how can home flowers smell like wild flowers?"

This made the girl blink, but there was no look of being hit on her face, but she was inexplicably surprised.

"He's so old, don't his parents ever get engaged to him?"

"Engagement... oh, there seems to be one."

Merron nodded, "It's his cousin."

Alyssa was stunned when she heard the words, and then lowered her head unconsciously, her eyes full of anticipation becoming a little dark.

But then, as if thinking of something, she suddenly raised her head again.

On her face, there was a fascinated smile similar to when she was "drunk" a while ago.

"His fiancee must be very unhealthy."

The tone of this sentence is not so much an inquiry, but a conviction...

Mellon was stunned when he heard the words.

So when Mrs. Chelsea was done with her work, she came here.

She suddenly found that the atmosphere at the scene became very wrong.