Chapter 551

This specially made dress not only has amazing defense, but also has the function of automatic cleaning. Even after the previous war, it is still spotless.

Mu En looked in the mirror and buttoned the dress one by one.

Then there was the human skin mask.

Looking at the handsome blond boy in the mirror, turning into a gloomy middle-aged man with deep facial features, Mu En couldn't help but sigh.

This is also one of the regrets.

But there is no way. Mu En Campbell is now in the northern Sidel Territory to accept the meeting of the governor and lord there, and will shine in the subsequent disaster relief operations and spread the name of Campbell to the border of the empire.

Therefore, the only one who went to the appointment at this moment was Mr. Bruce.

Mu En didn't even use the usual perfume. After simply tidying himself up, he walked out of the room.

"Hello, check out."

"Hello."

The young girl at the front desk saw Mu En, and her eyes lit up:

"You seem very happy, are you going on a date?"

"Date?"

Mu En turned his fingertips lightly, and the hat flipped beautifully in the air and fell on his head:

"I guess so."

"You are so handsome, the girl will definitely like you." The girl at the front desk clapped her hands and complimented with a smile.

"It would be great if she likes you."

Mu En sighed,

"I just hope that I can be stepped on less by then. Of course, being stepped on occasionally is actually..."

"???"

...

...

"This is it."

Mu En raised his head and looked at the words "Favran Street" on the road sign. He confirmed that this was the agreed place and walked deep into the street.

Night was approaching.

In the lower city, although it is always busy during the day, at night, except for the homeless vagrants and the drunkards and gamblers in various bars, most people rarely come out to hang out.

Therefore, there were no idle people on this street. Only the occasional light from the windows of residents on both sides showed that this was still a prosperous urban area.

"No. 13... No. 13... That's it, huh?"

After finding the house number with No. 13, Mu En was slightly stunned.

Under the house number was a bench.

And in the corner where the light could not reach, on that bench, someone had already sat there.

The face could not be seen clearly because the black umbrella with lace covered most of the figure. Mu En looked down and could only see a pair of long black silk legs sticking out from the slim dress.

"Hmm? Cecilia?"

Mu En tilted his head, slowly squatted down, and looked at the person from under the parasol.

The ink-like hair was tied up in front of his head and tied into a cute bun. The delicate face seemed to be carved by an artist, without a single flaw. The facial features looked very ordinary, but when combined together, there was an indescribable sense of harmony.

Following the swan-like neck, there is a perfectly shaped murder weapon hidden under a fitted skirt.

As expected, it is a very cute girl.

But, judging from her appearance, it is not Cecilia.

"Did I admit my mistake?"

For a moment, this thought occurred to Mu En's mind.

But he did not rush to apologize for his rudeness, but under the urging of some intuition, his eyes looked up again and fell on the face that was even a little chubby.

The face and facial features were very unfamiliar, but under the willow-like thin eyebrows and thick and long eyelashes, Mu En saw a pair of eyes that were as cold as the first snow in winter.

Those eyes were also looking at him.

"So cute."

Mu En sighed, and before his brain made a whole set of thinking processes, he had already raised his hand and gently pinched the girl's cheek.

As if to confirm the touch, he pinched back and forth a few times.

Then the cold eyes immediately turned into a dangerous expression like looking at scum.

"Ha, it's you, Cecilia... Wait, don't be angry, I just want to confirm whether this face is real, I definitely don't want to molest you!"

"Choose, front or back."

"Huh? What front, what back? I... poof——"

Mu En slowly knelt on the ground, like a cooked prawn, holding his abdomen and curling up.

But he still raised his thumb with difficulty and praised:

"Perfect...perfect knee strike, Cecilia, your skills have become stronger again."

Cecilia, who had already stood up, tucked a few strands of hair behind her ears and said coldly:

"From the reaction of your body instinctively wanting to defend just now, and then being forcibly controlled by yourself, and the state after being beaten, you are not bad, at least in terms of resistance."

"Thank...thank you for the compliment."

"I didn't compliment you."

"I'll take it as it is."

"..."

Cecilia sighed unbearably:

"You are late."

"Late? That's not right, I arrived half an hour earlier, you came too..."

Moon, who was about to refute, happened to meet Cecilia's increasingly cold eyes.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Moon quickly lowered his head.

Cecilia nodded gently and sat down.

Moon, who didn't feel much pain at all, also rubbed his stomach and sat down next to her.

The distance between their shoulders was only about a fist. Cecilia glanced at them and said nothing.

"How long have you been here?"

"Just now."

"Oh...just now."

Mu En nodded with a long and strange tone, and then asked:

"What about your face?"

"Can't you tell? It's a mask like you."

"Is it true? Yes, a mask, I know, but it's really cute."

Mu En praised:

"Although the style is completely different from yours, but..."

"Do you like this face more?"

Cecilia suddenly raised her eyebrows and said.

"... No, how could it be possible? How could there be a face more beautiful than your real face in this world?"

Mu En immediately frowned:

"Believe me, Princess, you are the most beautiful woman in the world."

"Lie."

"If I lie, my most respected teacher will never eat strawberry lollipops again."

Mu En patted his chest and vowed.

Cecilia glanced at Mu En, and it was unclear whether he was satisfied with the answer.

Mu En wiped his sweat thankfully and quickly changed the subject:

"Come to think of it, I didn't expect that even you could disguise yourself."

"You, the son of the Duke who should be working outside, have to hide your identity. How can I, a princess under house arrest, hang out outside openly?"

"Yes, then have you thought of your current name?"

Mu En asked:

"This is very important, otherwise it will easily reveal flaws."

"A pseudonym? I do need one, let me think..."

Cecilia held her chin and pondered for a while:

"Lisa? Mary? Martha? Um... How about Martha, Mr. Bruce?"

"Please spare me." Mu En's cheek twitched.

"Hmm?"

Cecilia looked at him in confusion:

"Is there anything wrong with this name?"

As she spoke, Cecilia's eyes became sharp:

"Another woman you messed with before?"

"No, wait, why do you have such a strange idea? Did I mess with many women before?"

"..."

"Well, I was indeed a scumbag before, but I have turned over a new leaf. Now I am a good man who is loyal."

"Loyal?"

"Loyal... Loyal, loyal."

Mu En coughed a few times, and then in order to change the subject, he immediately applied the template of this world's story and explained to Cecilia the connection between the two names.

"So that's it, mother and son... It does make people feel disgusted."

Cecilia thought for a while, "Then call me Xia."

"Xia?"

Mu En's eyes lit up, and he came over with interest:

"Good name, this name, it can't be your nickname or a nickname or something."

The two suddenly got very close.

Close enough to feel each other's breath.

The moon rose at some point, playfully casting its light on the shoulders of the two.

Although the faces reflected in each other's pupils were unfamiliar, the emotions revealed in the depths of their eyes could already be called extremely familiar.

Perhaps the sudden distance attack was effective, Mu En saw something warm flowing deep in the ice.

"Is it, or is it not? Well, it turns out that Cecilia also has such a cute little..."

The flowing thing suddenly condensed.

"Sorry."