You call this the mastermind?

The sound of two fish sliding and swimming in the water was particularly clear in the secret and quiet hut.

The girl's long black hair was scattered as she lowered her head, covering the cheeks of the two people who were in an up-and-down position.

When the lips and teeth touched, the breathing sound was sometimes rapid and sometimes slow.

Occasionally, it seemed that they were in a state of complete stillness as if they were in a state of self-forgetfulness.

It took a long time for the intermittent breathing to gradually calm down, and the noses of the two people who were touching each other slowly separated and opened a distance.

"She is very afraid of this matter, so I have no choice but to use this method to suppress it."

After the watery eyes looked at the boy under her for a long time, a voice that was hoarse and dry than usual sounded, "Sorry, I didn't tell you before doing it--"

At the end of the words, she unconsciously let out a slight muffled groan.

The blonde lady, who had recovered her original appearance at some point, looked down at the dishonest hand that had slipped into her clothes, and a trance flashed in her eyes.

But then, she suddenly stepped back a few steps and pulled out.

"You won't blame the teacher, right?"

The voice was apologetic, but very formal.

"... What do you think?"

There was still a touch of slippery temperature on the fingertips, but the previous ambiguity had disappeared.

Melen frowned because of this.

However, facing the student's questioning, the blonde beauty who had already sat back on the sofa opposite became very calm.

"I suspect she might want to use this incident to coerce you, so I tried it a little bit."

"You know that's not what I'm talking about." Melen said bluntly.

The lady looked quite calm, "I'm just concerned about your safety."

Is that really the case?

Melen didn't believe it.

After looking at the teacher sitting opposite him suspiciously for a while, he suddenly stood up and walked to the other side.

However, before he could make the next move, the dignified lady who was sitting there quietly watching him suddenly twisted her whole body, and her image suddenly turned into a white-haired old lady with chicken skin all over her face!

"What do you want to do?"

She asked knowingly, with an innocent look on her face.

If it was her original appearance, she would have been rare and lovely.

However, at the moment, looking at this teacher who was close at hand, but old and decayed, with a mouth full of rotten teeth, a hint of helplessness flashed across Mellen's face, "You don't have to do this, right?"

"Sit back, and then go find Juliana."

The lady evaded the main point and said, "I have already questioned her just now. She should have no way in this regard. We can only study it ourselves."

"But, you-"

"Juliana doesn't actually have anyone close to her. You have to treat her well."

The old lady on the sofa suddenly became very stern: "Now that things have come to this, don't think about anything else!"

Mellen was stunned when she heard it.

After a long silence, he nodded and turned away.

The old lady's appearance faded and she returned to her blonde appearance.

As she watched the student's back disappear from her sight, the calm expression on her face slowly faded. She sat on the sofa with her tall figure, and a trace of confusion and dejection flashed in her eyes unconsciously.

The secret room was silent for a moment.

Until a hoarse and slightly ethereal voice came from the mirror not far away.

"You are such a weird woman." The Holy Spirit's voice was smiling, without the embarrassment or anger of being threatened by the wife before.

"I didn't want to see him before, but after seeing him, I couldn't help but seduce him?"

A mature woman, especially a woman who has been in power for a long time and is more rational than emotional, is a basic skill to not show her emotions. She will not easily show her true emotions in front of others, and will not show any shy attitude casually.

Even though this shyness came from what her daughter said.

On the other hand, if you really want to completely cut off someone's thoughts, then even if you want to force the Holy Spirit to tell the truth, there is no need to use this method at the first time.

The lady didn't say anything after hearing this, and her face did not fluctuate.

The Holy Spirit in the mirror didn't want to let her go.

"You really regret it."

She teased softly: "Are you unwilling to let your good friend rob your man? Do you want to rob him back? Or is it because your man was robbed that you can finally face up to some thoughts in your heart?"

"As far as I know, the Holy Spirit doesn't have the concept of love between men and women."

The lady suddenly said: "Why are you interested in these things?"

"Because it's interesting."

The "lady" in the mirror answered frankly, "It's like seeing a female dog who lost the right to mate because of her own cocoon, and then ran to the male dog to wag her tail and beg for mercy. If you were me, you would also find this scene quite funny."

"If we were dogs."

The lady asked calmly: "What are you, a woman who has been questioned by a dog?"

This is extremely insulting.

The Holy Spirit in the mirror subconsciously withdrew his smile upon hearing this.

But she seemed to be used to being ridiculed, so she did not show any anger.

"I am actually a little curious, why did you stop just now?"

She then said: "In my opinion, he obviously likes you more. I think as long as you make it clear, he will immediately abandon your friend and come back to you. Isn't this exactly what you want?"

"Have you found your conscience? Don't want to rob him anymore? Or do you have other ideas?"

"I just want to be his teacher, not his wife."

Mrs. Chelsea had already taken out the book of secret words and sat at the coffee table to handle official business. It was hard to tell whether she was perfunctory or sincere. "Things are actually very simple, not as complicated as you think."

"A teacher who can't help but get horny in front of his students?"

The "madam" in the mirror couldn't help but sneer. "Compared to this answer, I actually prefer to believe that you want something more exciting."

"Exciting?"

The lady looked up and glanced at her strangely. "How do you say that?"

"For example, hooking up with your best friend's husband? But because he is not your best friend's husband yet, you suddenly lost interest?"

This is really a heart-piercing statement. I don't know where this Holy Spirit got these things from.

The lady lowered her eyes, but did not speak. Instead, after a moment of silence, her fair cheeks bulged slightly, and her tongue moved back and forth in her mouth like a fish, finally collecting all the foreign objects she had cleared and swallowed them down.

Then there was a swallowing sound.

The Holy Spirit in the mirror, who shared the senses with the lady, widened his eyes in astonishment, and then his face instantly became very ugly, as if he was forced to eat shit.

Against the backdrop of the lady's calm expression, it looked particularly funny.