90. Forced Pink Fur JK to take me back to meet my parents

Lunch came to an end.

Du Xiuxian was checking out, and Nance walked out of the door of the restaurant.

The sun's rays cast on the snow-covered mountains, shining silver and dazzling. He looked at the clear sky, breathed in the refreshing cool air, and suddenly felt in his heart the enthusiasm and pride of the officers who were about to go to the front line to defend their families and the country.

Du Xiuxian came out of the dining room, looked at Nance, and asked with a little curiosity, "Then again, do you have a grudge against the cabinet in your heart?" In other words, we can take this opportunity to make some contributions and change the minds of some ministers......

The sea breeze blew from below the mountain and stroked the pine branches.

There was a constant sound of snow falling from the branches, and Nance didn't hear what he said, and after a while, shook his head faintly.

"Maybe no one will believe me when I say it, but I've never had the idea of currying favor with the Cabinet...... Whether it's fame or fame, I don't take it very seriously, maybe it's because I know a woman with a very high vision...... Of course, I won't forget ...... hatred."

"Huh?"

Du Xiuxian was stunned for a long time, shook his head and smiled.

Several winter birds fluttered up from the branches and disappeared into the blue sky under the eyes of the two of them.

Worse cold is looming.

After saying goodbye to Du Xiuxian, Nance came to the skating rink to tell Shi Qi that something was wrong, and returned to the monastery first.

Walking through the snowy forest, I heard the ringing of bells from the monastery in the distance. Today seems to be the Nativity of the Virgin, but no one in the monastery celebrates it, and there are many injured citizens in ragged clothes with panicked expressions everywhere.

Nance waited in Sister Marlene's room for half an hour, but did not wait for her to return, so she put on her coat and walked in the direction of the church.

At noon, the church, the clergy, the medical staff who came to support, and the wounded were all huddled together, and there was a lot of noise.

There was a hospital-like smell in the air.

Disinfectant potions, visiting bouquets, and the smell of the patient's excrement mingled as nurses walked through the corridors in crunching flats.

In the church, which was used as a makeshift ward, Nance saw Sister Marlene.

The nun dress she wore when she woke up in the morning had been changed and she was now wearing a beige turtleneck sweater with a nurse's gown. Under the nurse's skirt were white silk pantyhose and white flat shoes, and her hair was tied in a very beautiful bun, but the few strands of hair scattered on both sides of her cheeks still shook with her movements.

Although this dress is formulaic, it seems to be a little meticulous in its casual heart.

Moreover, she has a really great figure, and the shape of her breasts is very beautiful set off by the nurse's uniform. According to Miss Qi Su and Nance's personal confirmation, it was indeed completely unfilled, and one hand could not grasp it at all.

When Nance found her, she was pulling a ballpoint pen from her bun and writing down the physical condition of the wounded on a piece of paper. Then he said something to the wounded, took his temperature, wrote the value on the record sheet, and inserted the ballpoint pen back into his hair. Then I came to the next hospital bed, or talked to the injured person, or wiped the sweat and changed the dressing for the injured person, or checked the condition of the drip , I was very busy.

At this time, she looked young and gentle, and her body under the nurse's uniform was compact, sturdy and textured, showing an unprecedented maternal aura. ….

Nance had planned to go up and talk to her.

But the angelic appearance of the bad nun caused him to stop and watch from a distance.

- He felt like he was going to have another mom again.

At work, Sister Marlene suddenly felt that a sight fell on her.

She tilted her head slightly.

This is a pair of clear and bright eyes without impurities.

Nance had never seen it on Marlene's face, like a clear and bottomless spring, looking at it for a long time, as if it would be sucked into her body.

Sister Marlene was stunned for a moment.

Her expression quickly shifted from simple to cold, she stroked her hair to make sure the ballpoint pen was still there, and then glared at Nance, "What are you stupidly standing there looking at!"

Nance laughed in her heart and asked out loud:

"Do you want to help?"

"Will you heal?"

γ€Œβ€¦β€¦ Will you?"

"Don't make a mess, go to the cafeteria to help me get a meal, and go back to the house and wait for me!"

When the order was given, Marlene didn't look like a gentle nurse at all, but a very cold female president.

What a fickle and hard-mouthed bad nun!

Nance went to the monastery cafeteria and served a large lunch on a single-use plastic dinner plate. On the way back to Marlene's house, he saw a daffodil brought by a visiting guest on a certain windowsill, so he quietly pulled one out and ran away amid the scolding.

Back inside the house, take out a lanky vase from the cupboard and put the daffodils in it. The food in the lunch box includes creamy croquettes, potato salad, shredded cabbage, stew, and rice.

It wasn't long before Sister Marlene returned.

She ate all the food with relish and drank three glasses of boiled water. Having eaten and drunk, she let out a long moan, and shouted in her mouth, "Tired Marlene, Nance, hurry up and clean up the garbage......

Watching Nance take the garbage out and throw it into the garbage room in the woods, she took off her nurse's uniform, took out a cigarette from the pocket of her sweater, lit one and put it in her mouth, and then held the glass bottle with daffodils in her palm, squinted and looked at it for a while.

When Nance returned, she put her hair down.

She wore her hair loose, three or four years younger than she had tied her hair up, her voice a little lower-pitched, and her movements became a little tired, as if she had suddenly switched to another, less mature personality.

"Daffodils look so good in a glass bottle." Sister Marlene curled up in the couch and said in a lazy voice, "Looking through the transparent bottle, it feels like this is a narcissus that has just been picked up from the river."

"I stole someone else." Nance walked up behind her in a serious manner.

Sister Marlene laughed coquettishly, "You're a funny person, you can joke with a straight face...... Hmm~"

Nance's aching shoulders were pressed down, and her rosy little mouth opened slightly, letting out a soft moan. Outside the window, it was getting darker, and there must have been clouds blocking the light, so Nance bent down and leaned closer to her ear and said, "Good work, I'll help you massage your shoulders."

The light in the room also dimmed, and he leaned closer, as if blowing into Marlene's face.

"If you have a conscience, press it." Sister Marlene held her cheeks and snuffed out the one in the ashtray without taking a sip. ….

Nance pressed her hands against her round shoulders, and even through a thin layer of sweater, she could still feel the smoothness of her skin.

Her earlobes were hot and moist.

For Nance did not lift his face up, but leaned against her, sniffing her seductive, rich scent. The scent made him can't help but get closer and closer, wanting to hold on to its source and kiss Fangze.

Tut!

Marlene, this woman, is the most attractive to him besides the queen! Just smelling her neck and earlobes like this, although her head was still clear, the beautiful thoughts were also coming out one after another.

"Hmm~"

Sister Marlene gasped quietly, her slight nasal voice so clear in the dimly lit afternoon that she herself could not help but feel hot and dry as she listened. After a long day's work, her body was already sore, and her physique was mature enough to pinch out the water, which made her gasp involuntarily.

"Will the monks have the will to provide disaster relief?"

γ€Œβ€¦β€¦ Well, there is. Starting tomorrow, a team will go to the scene of the fire to treat the injured and distribute relief supplies."

"Praise be to God!"

"Now, your mother Rena is going too, isn't it distressing?" Sister Marlene asked, narrowing her eyes.

"Rena is a devout believer in God, and she certainly won't have a word for such a good deed." Nance put her hands on the sides of her shoulders and gently massaged.

"I'm asking if you're distressed, don't divert the topic!" Sister Marlene counted him down in a weary voice. The shoulders felt the heat of his hands, an indescribable sense of comfort, and his ears received the hot breath he exhaled, the spine

I can't help but feel a thin pimple on my back. In this state, even if she opened her mouth to count Nance, her tone was lingering.

Nance would not answer such a proposition.

"I'll help you click somewhere else." He walked back to the couch, let Marlene lie on the couch, took off his shoes and climbed up, came to her back, put his hands on the sides of her neck, "Remember to tell me if there is anything uncomfortable."

Although the light is a little dim, Marlene's carefully maintained skin is still as white and delicate as a girl.

Even if it wasn't the first time she had been so intimate, Sister Marlene still shivered subconsciously when Nance's hands touched the smooth skin of her neck.

"My neck is pretty sore......

She whispered.

But with a slight pinch, an electric current jumped up from her tail vertebrae, and her body trembled inadvertently.

"How's that strength?" Nance asked.

"One, it's fair,......" Sister Marlene gasped, narrowing her eyes like a satisfied cat.

"Then I'll massage harder?"

γ€Œβ€¦β€¦ No, don't!"

Nance couldn't help but laugh.

Hearing the laughter behind her, Sister Marlene was ashamed and annoyed, and couldn't help but raise her heel and hit him on the back, urging, "Press it well, don't have *** thoughts."

"No problem."

Nance pressed her hands around her neck, twisting back and forth.

After half a minute, Sister Marlene hummed, "Don't keep pinching your neck, press down slowly......

So, Nance's hand covered the curve of her back, from her neck all the way down, and massaged her entire back. That process made her feel both comfortable and tortured, but she was reluctant to let him go, so it was more comfortable than torture..........

After massaging the whole back, Nance leaned forward, leaned on her ear and asked, "Do you want to press the front too?"

The heat from her exhalation hit her red cheeks and ears, and she had no strength to speak, and only a slight gasp could be heard between her mouth and nose. Hearing him say that he wanted to press the front, she could just tilt her head slightly, and helplessly gave him a amorous white eye.

Nance likes the soft look of the bad nun.

He lay down, his face resting on her back, intending to squint for a moment.

Sister Marlene lay there, her eyes closed, as if her whole body had been sealed under the weight of two people. She could feel her chest flattened against the couch surface, and she struggled to breathe, but she didn't intend to kick him down.

After a moment, she turned her face slightly, as if she had seen through what Nance was thinking.

"Well, don't be weird." Nance laughed awkwardly and explained, "If I don't react that way, it will be disrespectful to you, Marlene."

"Bad guy!" Sister Marlene poked him in the forehead with her fingertips, but instead of blaming Nance, she buried her face back on the couch and muttered with a faint smile on her lips, "Energetic children are so annoying, eh...... For your sake, I'll reward you for wearing pantyhose."

"Am I the kind of person who doesn't have concentration?"

Nance rolled over with a serious face, and sat on the carpet like an old monk in a calm position.

Sister Marlene raised her face again, looked at him, then sat up straight, stepped on a pair of white ice cream, and counted him down angrily and funny: "I don't know why you are so obsessed with your feet. Could it be that he is sick? It's time for you to see a psychiatrist......

The clouds in the sky drifted away.

The snow-covered mountain forest is like a huge gem cut just right, subtly reflecting the bright light into the house from all angles, illuminating Marlene's little ice cream.

The sheer toe tip of the sock allows you to see the color of her toenails.

Today she didn't wear nail polish, and the primary color nails of the tender pink matched the pure white silk.

"Have you seen Mr. Du?"

"Yes. I said, Marlene, you told him about me, and let me know about it."

"No!"

Sister Marlene's

The little hand grabbed the tie on his chest and pulled him towards himself.

She also lowered her head, her forehead against his, a smug smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and hummed, "I like this feeling of playing with you between the palms, if you are afraid, kneel and beg me." Don't worry, even if you give in, I won't get rid of you. I'm quite satisfied with your body, as long as you are soft, you can be gently and fully loved by a mature and beautiful Marlene, is your heart moved?"

Looking at her mischievous smile, Nance's heart warmed slightly, but her mouth retorted, "I prefer to take the initiative to love you roughly."

"Haha, let's see if you have that ability." Sister Marlene pushed him away, got up from the couch, and put her feet in her flats. The wet feeling made her frown subconsciously, but she quickly let go of it happily, and her eyes shone happily.

The wires outside the window, occasionally sparrows fly to stop.

Nance hummed "talk a lot on the pole" as she watched her groom. ….

He knew the other side of the bad nun, and in time, he should be able to really get into her heart.

Sister Marlene tied her hair and admonished, "You have to focus on your own business now, and it's not your turn to worry about the disaster and the price of food. I know what Du Xiuxian is here, I didn't intend to have anything to do with him, but since you are a good person, I can only reluctantly give him a little help in your name. I'm so unlucky to run into you! I found you and asked you to make money by refining medicine for me, but you turned out to be good, and the medicine was refined for less than two weeks, and now everything has to bother me, I hope I won't lose too much money this time...... By the way, what are you going to do next?"

"Let Li Qingxian take me home."

"What!"

Sister Marlene's tone dropped in vain.

She stared straight at Nance, stepping closer to him, a sneer on her lips.

- I can't hide the eyes of a scumbag who wants to stab!

"Wait, listen to me, it's business!" Nance's scalp tingled for a while, and as he stepped back, he explained loudly, "His father has a lot of improved fruit and vegetable varieties, and the people of the Inagawa Society are looking for him all over the world. I want to find him first and let him cooperate with Du Xiuxian to promote those techniques! Truly, I, Nance, am dedicated to the people, and I have no children's selfish feelings in my heart......

"Huh!"

Sister Marlene's face remained cold.

"You think I believe your word?" She came to Nance, and her little hand grabbed his tie again, "It's nothing with Li Qingxian, but what about with her sister? A *** demon who has made a contract with you, do you really have no personal relationship with her?"

"Not really!"

Nance raised her hand and swore by it.

was kissed by Li Qinglian twice, and he was the one who was forcibly kissed, so this is not a lie...... Right?

Sister Marlene stared at him for a moment, then suddenly snorted and hugged him with a smile: "Honey, look at your nervous look, how cute you are...... Marlene is going to work, you are obedient at home, don't make trouble."

With that, she stood on tiptoe and kissed Nance on the forehead like a mother encouraging her child. Then twisting his waist and stepping gracefully on the scent of Nance, he pushed the door open.

Nance touched the warm lip print on her forehead.

γ€Œβ€¦β€¦ This woman is so jealous, what should I do if we are really together in the future. In this case, sooner or later I will be stabbed to death by her, or by the queen, help......

With a muttering sound, he walked into Marlene's underground kingdom.

There was a dim light bulb in the basement, a fire was burning in the stove, and light particles were waving in the air. Li Qinglian was still unconscious, next to the big bed, there was a big bed made of dark shadows, and the pink-haired girl was like a weak little animal curled up pitifully to sleep.

A quiet, steady snoring came from the tip of her tiny nose.

Nance looked over at her.

Although there was a fire in the house, the temperature was not too high, and she was wearing a sleeveless dress. Rounded shoulders and slender arms are exposed to the air, and the skin is delicate as if it has not yet become accustomed to contact with the air

。

"The main body is sleeping, don't disturb him." ….

Nance paused, looked at the "bed" where the girl slept, and asked, "She usually sleeps all the time?"

"Yes."

"At such a young age, she was second-order, I thought she was very diligent."

"Are you stupid!"

γ€Œβ€¦β€¦γ€

It's really a shadow.,It's as rude as the body.。

"You're so stupid...... Shadow said in a contemptuous tone, "The best way to cultivate a demon with laziness is to sleep all the time."

I envy this camp...... Nance looked Shadow up and down and asked curiously, "Is Miss Shadow a factional talent or an individual talent?"

Miss Shadow proudly replied, "Shadow is unique!"

Okay, it's individual talent.

Nance asked, "What is your faction talent?"

"Correction, it's the ontology's faction talent, not the shadow!" Shadow said disdainfully, "If you ask such a stupid question again, Shadow will ignore you in the future."

γ€Œβ€¦β€¦ What is that ontology's faction talent?"

"A keen heart."

"Sounds so powerful!"

"That's the most powerful fifteen-year-old girl in the world!" Shadow's tone was distinctly cheerful, and her voice was as short and melodious as that of a foreign bird, "Every lazy demon has a delicate heart that confronts things for what they are, and can see what most people can't. Blind and stupid, everything is false! The great lazy monarch Balier has given every faithful servant a keen heart: abandon all futile actions and the truth is only in the heart."

It's a fancy thing to say.

Isn't it because his subordinates are all slackers, and I'm afraid that they will be wiped out, so I give them a buff that can be played while lying down.

Nance wanted to know Beryl's contact information.

It's not that he covets other people's talents, but the main thing is that he feels that he is quite lazy, and it is not a big problem to be a qualified servant.

"What about your powers, Shadow?" Nance used a tone similar to coaxing a little girl into watching a goldfish, "I think you only seem to do some chores, it's kind of rubbish."

"What did you say?"

The shadow's tone suddenly sharpened.

"Listen up, stupid uncle! The ontology gives me the ability to act alone, making me a doppelganger, and my feelings and thoughts are connected with the ontology. When not in combat, I'm a universal deformer of the main body, and can turn into anything to serve the main body! In combat, the main body can sacrifice me, making me a single spell attack that ignores physical defenses."

"Sacrifice?"

"It's a suicide attack."

γ€Œβ€¦β€¦ Poor Miss Shadow."

"What's the pitiful thing, in ten minutes, I can be summoned back by my body again."

"Wow, that's amazing!" Nance exclaimed, a smile of envy, "Where is your home?"

"My home is in the South ......"

"Shadow!"

A sudden scolding interrupted the shadow's voice.

Then, Miss Shadow was taken back, and the pink-haired girl stepped on the ground, staring slightly sideways at the strange uncle who had seduced the ignorant shadow.

Nance scrutinized her.

Cute pretty face, small nose, pink lips, and a pair of cute jiojio with small and beautiful beauty. The appearance is of course impeccable beauty, but the little beautiful girl with a maximum of 150 is more appropriate to describe as cute. ….

"Is it cold?" Nance asked her.

Li Qingxian looked at him, and then turned his eyes to look at his sister who was lying in a coma on the bed.

"Eh......" she sighed, nodding at Nans as if she was embarrassed, as if to say, "If you want to *** anything, it's fine, as long as you can help me save my sister, I'll accept my fate, as long as it doesn't hurt me."

This coerced gesture...... It makes Nance feel as if she has really become a weird uncle.

"Don't worry, it doesn't matter." He tried to make himself smile like a good person

, and said to you in a warm tone, "Your sister's injuries have healed, and she will definitely wake up after a few days of resting."

Hearing that her sister was healed, the girl's lazy eyes showed a hint of joy.

Immediately, she turned her face and stared at Nance with an indifferent face like rusty steel bars: "So, uncle, what are you trying to do when you break into our sister's room!"

γ€Œβ€¦β€¦ I want you to take me back to meet your parents."

The girl was stunned, her eyes staring at Nance, her gaze gradually becoming contemptuous. She spat out a small voice from the depths of her throat, as if adjusting her breathing slightly, and finally shouted in vain, "I'm still a minor, and you want me to take you back to meet your parents? It's disgusting! Uncle, you're in such a hurry, shouldn't you grow so big or ***?"

γ€Œβ€¦β€¦γ€

In an instant, Nance's fist hardened.

Damn female imp, she doesn't know any politeness, she's such a little hedgehog who pricks her hands everywhere.

- You need to teach you a good lesson!

Arrogant and despised→ taught by those who despise → softened...... Well, that's the process. Nance walked over to her with a vicious smile on her face, "Either you take me home today or I'll beat you up!"

Li Qing's conspicuous corner twitched.

A shadow instantly floated out of her body, blocking Nanth like a great enemy.

The girl put away her arrogant attitude and looked at Nance nervously, "Uncle, don't mess around...... I, I'm ......."

"What are you?" Nance rolled up his sleeves directly.

With his eyes rolling a few times, Li Qingxian quickly weighed the current situation.

Here the monastery, his territory, is not good for her. When I take him home, it will be my own territory, and I have 10,000 ways to let him know that he is wrong...... After a turn of thoughts, the girl bit her lower lip, looking aggrieved and forced:

γ€Œβ€¦β€¦ I was wrong."

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