You call this a black hand?

The atmosphere in the living room, which is bright and quiet, but with a little bit of thought-provoking sound, is becoming increasingly lively.

But as several anxious greetings suddenly came from the corridor outside the door, the atmosphere that seemed to be on fire instantly began to cool down, as if cold water had been poured on it.

The tips of their noses touched, and on the beautiful face so close, the pair of deep and beautiful blue eyes looked at each other quietly with Meren, and the heavy breathing in his mouth slowly became stable.

A few seconds later, the tall figure standing straight in front of the black-haired boy released his hands, straightened his slightly messy black silk pajamas, turned around and got off the sofa, and walked out the door with his bare feet.

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"what happened?"

Arriving at the door of the room, she turned her head to look in the direction of the sound coming from the corridor, her calm words mixed with a little displeasure.

"Why is it so noisy?"

"There was a sudden fire in the next room, madam." came the voice of the maid.

"Who informed you?"

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

The lady frowned slightly when she heard this, but didn't say anything else.

Raising her hands, she combed her long, messy golden hair into a bunch and placed it elegantly on the front and back of her chest. She turned her head and glanced at Meron, then walked away from the scene looking very calm.

However, if she could control her face from turning so red, she would look really calm.

However, Mellen did not notice this detail now, because he was immersed in a huge daze and couldn't extricate himself.

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

Originally, he was staying in the room and planning to test his bloodline while wearing a vest, but as soon as he finished testing one, the teacher suddenly burst in and made such an "excessive" request.

So until now, half an hour later, he still doesn't know what happened.

However, after touching his mouth, which still had a faint moist breath, Meren gradually came back to his senses.

"The teacher looked very weak when he came here before, but when he left just now, he was in very good condition. At least he could walk normally... So is this a way to heal the demon?"

This should be the case, otherwise there would be no way to explain that the teacher, who has always been dignified and calm, would behave like this.

But why does such a weird thing happen?

After thinking about it, Mellen suddenly realized a possibility.

"That bracelet, isn't it the teacher's brainchild?"

He got the bracelet after the turmoil in the manor, and he was inevitably retaliated by some "terrorists" afterwards. The teacher gave it to him as a life-saving item.

The body is a small snake that can turn into a bracelet.

The incident was actually not too serious at first.

So Meren subconsciously thought that although the bracelet was a treasure, it was at most a clone of the teacher, and it could not involve any vital efforts or anything like that.

However, thinking about it now, he felt that he might have underestimated the importance of the bracelet.

There are predictions in black destiny dreams that teachers are related to the Holy Spirit.

Then why can't we guess that she is actually a Holy Spirit who was reincarnated and came to this world?

The so-called blood of the Holy Spirit in my own bloodline does not appear out of thin air, it must have a source.

But afterwards, the teacher took the bracelet back, as if recycling waste, and did not see it turn back into a snake.

At the same time, the teacher looks so weak...

Although there was no evidence, the more Mellen thought about it, the more he felt that this guess was correct.

And this seems to explain why I have the ability to "repair demons" for teachers...

Although my Holy Spirit bloodline is very special, it should be considered a kind of Holy Spirit.

If they are all the Holy Spirit, maybe they can help each other in this way?

Or maybe a similar existence can help the teacher suppress those weird-looking black blood vessels on her body?

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

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

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

…

Mellen here was in a trance because he realized a certain situation.

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

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

Julianna, who has long black hair, is sitting on the wine cabinet in the room regardless of her appearance, holding a glass goblet in her hand.

Her eyes were fixed on the crimson liquid inside, swaying around, and she seemed a little absent-minded.

"If I hadn't set the fire, wouldn't you have rolled into bed?"

The voice sounded ordinary, but for some reason, Mrs. Chelsea felt that her good friend was acting strangely.

However, as a teacher, if you do something like that with your students, normal people will not be indifferent to it.

"I'm healing."

Mrs. Chelsea then walked to her good friend, poured herself a cup of strong tea and rinsed her mouth, then put down the tea cup and said calmly:

"I don't know exactly why that kind of thing has a healing effect, so I can't explain it to you."

This still sounds very credible.

Julianna, who had already seen her friend's charming figure while peeping, had actually discovered that her current condition was indeed much better than before.

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

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

The lady narrowed her eyes when she heard this and did not respond. Instead, she calmly raised the cup in her hand and took a sip of the sour tea with lemon soaked in it.

How was it discovered?

Of course, I discovered it in front of my daughter while pretending to be lovers with the student.

But this kind of thing is difficult to explain openly even to the closest friends.

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

There's nothing wrong with pretending to be a husband, but if you really want to say it, wouldn't that mean that your daughter likes your student?

If her friend knew about this and cooperated with what happened just now, wouldn't she think that she was competing with her daughter for a man?

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

In a flash of thought, I didn't think of any excuse that could fool the other party.

So facing the increasingly sarcastic look of her friend beside her, Mrs. Chelsea put down the cup in her hand and said calmly: "I was carried away by desire, and I did something I shouldn't have done with the student."

"You——" Juliana, who had a sneer on her face, instantly widened her eyes when she heard this.

"You just admit it!?"

She felt incredible about this.

Thank you book friend 20210516232427833 for the 500 reward~

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