Perhaps this dream is too worthy of nostalgia, Luo You did not wake up quickly as usual and slept very deeply.

When Luo You opened his eyes, he found that he was no longer sitting in his seat, but fell to him, resting impartially on Al's legs, with the unique body fragrance of the girl lingering between his nose, and the touch on his face was even more delicate.

Al seemed to have woken up long ago, his eyes full of gentle expressions, and his fair little hands gently stroked Luo You's hair one after another. When she saw the person in her arms open her eyes, she unconsciously panicked and said with a red face: "Sorry... because you are sleeping very well, I didn't wake you up..."

Luo You sat up, took out his watch and took a look. It was early morning and the carriage had already entered a quiet town.

With the gentle horse chirping, the carriage stopped steadily on the side of the road. The tired coachman knocked on the glass and signaled that the two had arrived at their destination, but was cursing in his heart that if it were not for the church's entrustment, the genius would have run around at such a time.

Luo You and Aier got out of the car. Aier was very delicate and had long noticed the tiredness of the coachman. She smiled at the coachman with gratitude and said gently: "Thank you for your escort, and return to my Lord."

"Ah... I return to my lord!" When the coachman saw Al, he smiled, and thought he had seen the angel, so he quickly took off his hat and returned the gift.

After getting off the car, Luo You looked at the dilapidated street sign on the street, with a line of words written in ancient hot stamping: "No. 7 Night Watchman Avenue, Cyber ​​District"

Compared with the bustling Vatican, it is very deserted. The steam street lights installed by the city hall next to the road have been broken by some naughty guy. The surrounding buildings are also relatively dilapidated. They are all buildings of the architectural style of the Hundred Years War era. Dirty garbage cans are placed at the doors of every household, and the vaguely written door signs hanging on the walls are almost falling off.

From time to time, you can hear the baby crying in the room, and the old woman muttered and complained: "Why do you always scream in the middle of the night..."

Through the dark alley, Al took Luo Yu to the local church dormitory, which was where Al used to live. Because she was a nun on the lower level, she did not own her own house like a senior clergy, and usually lived in the church.

Al walked to the church door and knocked on the door.

As soon as the knock on the door fell, the door was opened. An old woman with a wrinkled face like dry walnut skin stood there, looking like a full-time night watchman. He looked at Al carefully for a while, and was stunned for a long time. A kind smile slowly appeared on his slightly tired face: "Go back to my lord! It's Miss Al! Come in!"

"Great return to my Lord, Mrs. Smith, I haven't seen you for six years. Are you in good health?" Al gave the old woman a hug and smiled gently.

"Hahaha, everything is fine, everything is fine!" The old woman held Al's hand and refused to let go for a long time. Her eyebrows and eyes were full of spoiling, just like watching a daughter who grew up and returned home.

Suddenly, Mrs. Smith noticed Luo You standing at the door. Luo You's breath and the rosy red eyes were always cold, which made people uncomfortable. However, the old woman had already experienced the vicissitudes of the world and had seen anyone, so she didn't have any courage and asked curiously: "Al, is this your...husband?"

This question made Al blush and hurriedly pulled Mrs. Smith, lowered her voice and said shyly: "The Lord is above, He is a visiting guest from afar."

The old lady looked at Al thoughtfully, smiled meaningfully, but did not expose her thoughts, and walked in with Al's hand.

After walking for a while, Al felt as if no one had followed. She looked back and Luo You was still standing there, tilting his head slightly, as if he was looking at something.

"Luo You, what's wrong?" Al subconsciously looked in Luo You's direction, and suddenly his delicate body shook and exclaimed, "There is a thief!"

The church dormitory is not high, it is a three-story building. At this time, a person was hanging on the window of the room near the corner on the third floor. Because the night was so dark that it could not see exactly what it looked like, but it could be seen that it was a man. When Al called out at this time, the other party suddenly became nervous.

Mrs. Smith hurriedly pushed the reading glasses on her face, looked up and looked at it carefully, and soon she said angrily: "Britney, this bad girl, has secretly brought the man here again!"

The man on the third floor originally planned to climb out, but was discovered at this time. After being frightened, he crawled back. Mrs. Smith quickly opened the door of the dormitory, grabbed a worn-out broom with his thin hands like a dead tree, and rushed upstairs tremblingly.

In the corridor on the third floor, Mrs. Smith blocked the two people who had just run out of the room and said furiously: "Stop! You two are bad things!"

The arrangement of the church dormitory is for men and women to separate. This is the nun's dormitory, all of which are girls. Some nuns opened the door in confusion after hearing the movement. When they saw the disheveled Britney and the man with a ruffian look on their faces, they couldn't help but exclaim, and hurried back to the room and closed the door.

The ruffian man saw that there was no place to run away, so he simply stopped hiding and sat on the ground in a hooligan way, with an attitude of being as he liked.

The girl named Britney is very beautiful, tall and charming, with a chestnut-colored wavy curly hair, which is the best, but it has a relatively thick dusty atmosphere and is painted with bright lipstick. At this time, she took out a slender lady cigarette, lit it with indifferent expression and started smoking, which could not match the word "nun".

Britney noticed Al, behind Mrs. Smith, and she was stunned. She didn't react for a long time. After a long time, she showed a sneer and said sarcastically: "Oh, this is not our Al, after playing outside for so long, the bird is finally willing to return to the nest?"

Mrs. Smith knocked the ground with a broom stick, with a look of regret, and said angrily: "Ayer has provided six years of voluntary assistance in the glory of the Republic, defending the glory of the Lord. Look at yourself, Oh my God, I feel ashamed for the Lord."

Britney snorted contemptuously and glanced at the side, as if she was too lazy to even look at Al, but instead looked at Luo You aside. She narrowed her eyes and joked: "Volunteer assistance? I think life over there is good, and I even found a cute little boy to come back?"

The ruffian man next to him tweaked his long hair, spit out his tongue with a tongue nail, and laughed: "Oh! Look at his face and blocked it tightly with a bandage. Could it be that he had some radiation disease!"

"Andy, don't laugh at others." Britney's little hand covered her red lips and raised her voice and laughed. "Our Al is more kind than an angel. She definitely doesn't mind taking care of this ugly and disgusting little boy for the rest of her life. Maybe there will be children in the future! I hope the priest will send them enough blessings to not have a child and suffer from radiation disease! Oh my God, it's bad to think about it!"
Chapter completed!