Chapter 165: you're gonna die, mom

Chapter 165: you're gonna die, mom

Early the next morning, Mellon 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 already seated, just chatting like they did at dinner last night.

After seeing Melun's figure, they both looked over, one big and one small, and their behavior was quite tacit.

However, looking at the similar looks of the two, Merron unconsciously remembered another person.

The enemy who frequently posted photos last night and harassed him most of the night.

"Baldness should be hereditary, right?"

"Since they are both members of the Chelsea family..."

This question made Merron's mind wander a little, and even seemed very absent-minded during breakfast.

He originally sent a message to that person, thinking about using Anthony's identity to obtain some information.

In the end, I didn't expect that the other party would be so "shameless" to tempt him with a beauty trick, so that he didn't have time to pay attention.

Of course, the plausible explanation is that Mellon wasn't sure how a **** 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 other than keep silent.

Otherwise, it will be easily exposed.

This is not because he does not want to interrupt the enemy's tactics.

However, because of this, Mellen found that he really overestimated himself now.

Hiding in the room at night and watching the GIFs for so long, he is in a very impetuous mood now, and he has no interest in other things.

So he didn't even have the mood to think about what the other party's plans would be after he gave the teacher a spoiler last night.

He looked like he had something on his mind.

The blond girl couldn't help but glance at Meren, but then turned her head away hurriedly.

"Why do those people choose to hold a ceremony here?"

She asked Mrs Chelsea as if she had nothing to say, "Is there any secret in that town?"

When she was talking, there was a newspaper on the dining table by her hand, and there were many dynamic photos on it.

With some text messages, they silently described the sacrificial ceremony of the True Believers yesterday in great detail.

"The family has never paid attention to that place before."

Mrs. Chelsea was busy processing food with her head down at the moment, and she responded without looking up after hearing the words: "But thinking about it now, when the Farley family moved to the vicinity of Graham City, they obviously chose that place to be their resident. "

"What should they know?" the girl asked again.

"It must be the case, but unfortunately all the people who came to the Farley family have died."

Having said that, Madam seemed to have thought of something, so she raised her head and said to Melen: "What do you think about the two Practitioners who attacked you?"

"Guderian gave me a sword."

Mellon responded simply.

"A sword alone is not enough."

Mrs. Chelsea said in a daze, but she also understood what the students' attitude towards this was.

So she turned and said, "The thing that I promised you last time can start tonight. Is it convenient for you tonight?"

"Of course it's convenient." Merron nodded hurriedly.

"But if you have other things 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 **** the side listened silently without interrupting.

It wasn't until she saw the "parents" bowing their heads and no longer talking, that she suddenly said, "Why do I still call you?"

"Aren't you husband and wife, there should be more intimate titles between husband and wife?"

This made Mrs. Chelsea's expression startled, and she couldn't help but look at Mellen.

As a result, I heard the other party say seriously: "Because I'm used to it, my current identity is still very young after all."

"But there's no one else here."

The girl whispered, "You don't need to pretend to be anything, right?"

"That's right."

Merron nodded in agreement, then got up and brought a plate of crispy red bean cakes on the table to Mrs. Chelsea.

"This tastes very good, dear, try it more."

He didn't change his face when he said this, and his expression was very natural.

Madam thought for a while after hearing the words, and she really picked up one of the pieces and took a sip.

The crispy flour cake was gently bitten by the white teeth, and then chewed and swallowed into the stomach. The whole process was slow and elegant.

Then, Mellon handed over another plate of ham and vegetable rolls.

After being stunned for a while, Mrs. Chelsea did not refuse this kind of behavior, and ate this again very obediently.

So the second half of the entire breakfast was spent in this slightly ambiguous atmosphere.

The blond girl looked at all this absently, not knowing what she was thinking.

However, when the breakfast was over, after Mrs. Chelsea put down the dishes and said a word, some of the complicated emotions in her heart were instantly dissipated.

"I think we should talk, Alicia."

The lady said, "Tell me what you are thinking now?"

Her words came so suddenly, the girl was taken aback for a moment.

"Me, my thoughts?"

"Or, about why you are like this these two days."

Madam said solemnly: "Don't perfunctory me like last night."

…

At dinner last night, Mrs. Chelsea did test the girl's attitude.

But because she didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, after the girl avoided talking about it at that time, she didn't insist on asking anythingwww.wuxiaspot.com, for fear that she would irritate her daughter if she asked more deeply.

However, now, Madam thinks that she must find out as soon as possible what Alicia is thinking now.

Because if things are really like what the mysterious person said, then they don't have much time to waste on this matter.

Therefore, even if it will irritate Alicia, she has to ask about it.

Not only to ask, but also to ask deeply and carefully!

However, in the face of her mother's attitude, the blond girl still didn't want to tell the truth.

"You and Mellen are husband and wife, but the relationship looks a little rusty."

She whispered: "I just, I just want to make you more harmonious."

"So you have completely forgotten, what attitude did you have before?"

Mrs. Chelsea said in a stern tone: "You write those things secretly in your room, don't think I don't know. What is the purpose, do you think I can't see it?"

"I thought you and him were pretending at the time."

The girl bowed her head, full of shame and said: "So there are some wrong ideas..."

"Why don't you think we're pretending now?"

Madam asked, "Because I saw some solid 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 was not careful, she would "expose" some kind of dirty behavior of herself.

However, after the girl looked at her, she didn't talk about it.

After hesitating for a moment, she mentioned something else instead.

"Because if you're not a couple, you're going to die, mother."

Under the surprised gazes of the two at the table, she whispered, "My blood is very special, and it's not the same as before."

"If you lose those things, you will die..."