deceased

Compared with the low-key silence on the road, Gregory at this moment seemed to be coated with an invisible layer of golden sand, and his whole person was full of restrained self-confidence.He greeted Hayden and Mrs. Demi one by one, and finally fixed his eyes on Mundra, tender and tolerant.

Mrs. Demi sneered in her heart, pulled Mundella to her side calmly, blocked Gregory's gaze with her body, and smiled: "I didn't expect to meet again soon. I thought the next time we meet It will be a long time later, because I was going to follow Monica's plan and send her back to her hometown."

Gregory said, "The city of Mar? What a coincidence, I happen to be going in that direction too. I think I can give her a ride."

Mrs. Demi said: "How can I bother you anymore? I am going to send her back personally."

Gregory said with a smile: "It is my honor to be able to walk with Madam and Monica."

Mrs. Demi looked at his persistent and calm smile, secretly disdainful, but said on her mouth: "That's really great. Fanriel's magic circle is no longer used, and we must go to Misai City first. If you have your escort, I'm sure it's going to be very safe along the way."

Gregory said to Hayden: "You don't mind if I take Monica back now."

Hayden said, "Of course I mind."

Gregory was taken aback.

Hayden smiled and said, "I was just about to invite you and Monica to lunch." He paused, looked at Mrs. Demi and said, "You don't mind?"

Mrs. Demi smiled and said: "Of course. I was just worrying about how to invite you, but I didn't expect you to be the first."

Gregory also smiled, "This is really great. I've always wanted to find a chance to thank the marshal."

All three were laughing, and all laughing meaningfully.

Mrs. Demi took Mundella's hand and shook it, then turned to find that he had sat on the ground with his legs curled up, as if he was about to take a nap on the floor.She grabbed his hand subconsciously, and reprimanded: "This is really rude!"

Hayden hurriedly said: "Probably the strange room affected her sleep. Anyway, there is still a little time before lunch, why not let her go upstairs to sleep for a while."

Gregory said: "I thank you, I should be the host."

Mrs. Demi said: "No, I was the first one who proposed to be the host."

Hayden smiled and said, "But now that you are at my house, I don't think there is anything more convenient than collecting materials locally."

Mrs. Demi and Gregory wanted to say something, but Hayden had already reached out to Mundra.

Mundella looked at him, and immediately let go of Mrs. Demi's palm, reached out to hold him, and let him lead him up.

The backs of one tall and one short walking side by side slowly walked up the stairs, unexpectedly harmonious.

When they were completely out of sight, Mrs. Demi immediately withdrew her smile, looked at Gregory coldly and said, "I think we need to talk."

Gregory followed her indifferently and came to the garden.

The grass is green and shiny in the bright sun.Gregory and Mrs. Demi stepped on the soft grass, but the atmosphere was completely opposite to the surrounding environment.

"I think you should explain it to me." Mrs. Demi raised her head and stared at him arrogantly.

Gregory asked blankly, "Explain what?"

"Monica!" Mrs. Demi said, "put away the amnesia thing. You know, it's impossible!"

Gregory shrugged helplessly: "I don't know what misunderstanding you have about me, madam, but I must regret to tell you that I really lost my memory."

Mrs. Demi said: "Going back to the Danya family at such a critical moment is not like Gregory who lost his memory."

"Critical moment?" Gregory looked at him suspiciously, and asked tentatively, "Are you referring to Fanriel's current dire situation? Unfortunately, I can't help at all."

Mrs. Demi narrowed her eyes and looked at him without blinking.She seemed to want to pierce the disgustingly innocent disguise on his face with sharp eyes, but she failed, and Gregory's expression remained unchanged from the beginning to the end.However, it is precisely because he has not changed from beginning to end that Mrs. Demi's guess is further confirmed.His expression was too calm, as if he was sure that she would not say anything surprising.

But he is right.

Mrs. Demi quickly put away her spearhead, with a calm expression as if nothing had happened.She looked away and said in a casual tone: "I think I did misunderstand."

Gregory got cheap and asked obediently: "What did you misunderstand? What happened to Monica? Why do you say that now is the critical moment? I am so confused. Can you tell me? The feeling of amnesia is too much." Too bad, I need a wise elder to be my morning star. Ma'am, would you like it?"

Even if she pretends to have amnesia, doesn't she forget to step on her most hated generation?Mrs. Demi cursed him hundreds of times in her heart, "Actually, before you lost your memory, Monica had already proposed to break up with you. She even left Putra on purpose to avoid your entanglement. I don't I know what happened between you two, but I can be sure that Monica...she doesn't love you anymore." There was a mockery in her eyes, and she was not at all afraid that her impromptu lie would be exposed.Anyway, Monica is a fake, and that fake Monica must not dare to refute her words, lest she show her feet.And Gregory has "lost his memory", and he has no position to refute.

look!What a cocoon.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Demi's gloomy mood gradually improved.She smiled at Gregory and said, "Monica is a gentle person. Although she didn't refuse your request to accompany you, you should be very clear about your position." After she finished speaking lightly, she turned and left triumphantly.

Gregory looked at her back, a glint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Mundra felt more and more lethargic recently, and the spirit of the undead in his body seemed to be used to the suppression of the divine power of light. It was not like before, and would occasionally jump out to resist.

He was suddenly a little worried, afraid that even if he took off the armband one day, he would forget how to use undead magic.

Hayden felt that the weight of his hand was getting heavier and heavier. He turned around and saw Mundra squatting down. He couldn't help laughing and asked, "Are you so sleepy?"

Mundra hugged his knees and said nothing.The sudden thought in his mind caused him great anxiety, and even Hayden, a good witch corpse material, couldn't get rid of it.

Hayden squatted down indulgently, smiled and rubbed his hair, the feeling was as soft as imagined, which made his heart soften.He reached out and hugged Mundra.

Mundra did not refuse, but adjusted his posture very cooperatively.

Hayden carried him back to his room.

The sun shone in through the open windows, warm and easily aroused the latent drowsiness.

Hayden joked, "What should I do? I seem to be sleepy too."

Mundra hooked his neck, "Sleep together."

"..." Hayden's eyes suddenly widened, and the blue-like pupils of the sea burst out with a light that was more dazzling than the sun.However, his reason jumped out very ignorantly to stop all the thoughts in his mind.

Mrs. Demi and Gregory were still downstairs.

And Gregory is also Monica's rumored fiancé.

Thinking of this, Hayden half-kneeled on the bed, gently put Mundella down, looked down at him, and asked with a half-smile, "Is Gregory really your fiancé?"

Mundra looked at him, seemingly thinking.

Hayden felt a little lost, let go of his hand very gracefully, and was about to stand up, when Mundra replied flatly behind him: "No."

Hayden stopped and turned his head, with a slight smile in his blue pupils.

Mundella tilted his head habitually and said, "But, what does that matter?"

Hayden returned to the bed, lowered his head and kissed him lightly on the forehead, "It means I can do a little more."

Mundra turned his head unaccustomed.

Hayden lay down beside him, put his arms around him and said, "Are we going to sleep like this, or should we do something else?"

Mundella took his hand and looked at it in the sunlight, his mood suddenly became worse.Such a good material can be touched, seen but not brushed...