Chapter 140 140. The cunning Marlene and the cunning Nance are a perfect match...

Author: Yuyu Kuaidong

Chapter 140 140. The cunning Marlene and the cunning Nance are a perfect match...

The sunlight was gradually fading, and little motionless birds were perched on the dead branches of the apple trees, their tiny feathers standing upright in the cold wind.

When Nance stepped into the yard of Marlene's house, a figure happened to poke out of the window. It was a woman in business attire.

When she saw the man in the courtyard, she blinked and her whole face wrinkled.

——Miss Theresia.

Does this guy know about the time I fell in love with her... Nance waved his hand with a strange expression as a greeting.

Theresia immediately pulled her head back.

A second later, she stuck her head out again, made a face at Nance, as if to drive him away, and then slammed the window shut.

Nance laughed out loud.

Entering the house, there was a fireplace burning and the air was warm and dry.

Nance took off his coat and hat and walked over to the sofa.

Under the brilliant metal of the shrine, Sister Marlene curled up and slept soundly on an easy chair, holding a snow-white pillow in her arms.

Under the fluffy white nightgown, her delicate white feet and delicate ankles tied with red ropes were exposed.

"Marlene~"

Nance shouted softly, looking at her slim body intently.

That slender neck and beautiful hands, that glossy black hair, those half-open and half-closed cunning eyes, and the delicate cheeks under the eyelashes... This is an animalistic beauty, and the sensuality intuitively flows from a

It should be a remarkable achievement in the eyes of biologists that this is reflected in a woman's appearance.

This kind of mature charm is definitely not found in young women, such as Miss Theresia next to her, who was blowing her nose and staring.

Before Sister Marlene opened her eyes, she felt the strange restlessness in the room...

The tip of his nose twitched.

...Why does it smell like gunpowder?

Open your eyes and take a look.

The little niece and Nance stared at each other, and the air between them seemed to crackle with electricity.

"Theresa." Sister Marlene called softly.

"Eh."

Theresia gave up the confrontation with Nance.

Sitting on the easy chair, Sister Marlene gently raised her hand. Her nails were bright and her fingertips were thin, cut into the shape of almonds.

Nance looked over and found that her hands seemed a little thinner and her knuckles were a little exposed. In addition, the curve of the outline of her hands was not soft enough. It seemed that the injury had still affected her body, but her beauty was not damaged... especially

Those eyes seemed to be darkened by the eyelashes; her eyes were bright, and she looked straight into the eyes, neither shy nor afraid.

Theresia began to prepare for the healing ceremony.

In a corner covered with a clean tablecloth, there is an icon decorated with golden clothing, and the base is decorated with several bright gems. The secretary in a uniform suit leisurely inserted a pair of candles into the exquisite candlestick in front of the icon.

He came up, made the sign of the cross, bowed and saluted, stood for a while, cleared his throat with a cough, and asked in a low voice: "Can we start?"

"Let's get started." Sister Marlene replied with narrowed eyes.

Nance looked on curiously.

Marlene ignored him, probably thinking of some bad idea...

Theresia put on a white cassock, lit incense, placed it in front of the icon, then knelt down and kowtowed. She bent slightly and made a slight, soft sound with her lips, reciting scriptures. She concentrated on it.

He prayed fervently and kissed the cross from time to time, and the icon gradually began to glow.

This holy light gradually floated to Sister Marlene's body and blended into her body.

Nance could tell it was some kind of healing ritual.

However, Marlene, who was undergoing treatment, seemed less religious.

She was lying lazily, crossing herself carelessly as she strolled;

Sometimes she looked around, and sometimes she suddenly raised her eyes to look up. She looked like a bored lady.

After the treatment ceremony was over, Nance was surprised to find that her face became visibly rosy... Even the slightly thin finger bones seemed to have become fleshy again... The fleshiness is good, use it

When my hand came, it was soft and warm.

"How are you feeling?" Nance approached her cautiously.

Sister Marlene opened her innocent eyes to look at him, but immediately her eyelids were half-closed, her eyes were dull, and she didn't know where she was thinking.

Theresa, who was packing things next to her, covered her mouth and snickered.

"Marlene, if you have anything to say, can you just tell me?" Nance sat down next to her and held her hand tentatively.

"snort!"

Sister Marlene withdrew her hand.

She turned her back and lay on her side without even looking at Nance.

"You should leave quickly!" Theresa confidently issued an eviction order to Nance, "The boss is going to bed, why are you still here..."

Nance turned around and smiled at her.

"Your boss is still as arrogant as ever."

After that, under the threat of the secretary's grinning teeth, he directly picked up Sister Marlene and walked into the room.

Sister Marlene half-squinted her eyes, neither agreeing nor rejecting.

"...?"

The secretary felt heartbroken.

...Damn Nance!

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Back in the room, Nance put the bad nun on the bed and pulled the quilt over her.

Sister Marlene still looked at him silently.

The sun shone into the room, the sea breeze swayed the curtains, and a crow with a huge beak rested on a branch in the distance, looking back and forth with great vigilance, as if considering what to do next.

Nance hummed a song, lit the fireplace, and then took a bottle of whiskey and returned to the bed.

Sister Marlene sat up against the bedside, still silent, as if she was angry.

The wind blew in from the window, ruffling the short hair on the nape of her neck and fluttering the sleeves of her skirt like little flags twisting around. The weather outside was very sunny, and the icicles on the eaves had melted a little.

The bark of the tree was seeping with water; Nance opened the curtains, and the sunlight shone directly onto the bed, and the flickering reflection illuminated the fair skin of her face.

The weather suddenly warmed up, so she turned her head and smiled slightly, and she could hear the sound of water drops falling in her ears.

Nance also sat down against the bedside and asked her, "Why are you so angry?"

Sister Marlene yawned lazily.

The wind blew, the white sleeves fluttered gently, and a few strands of dark hair also flew leisurely.

Nance looked at her calculating and angry gesture, and reached out to pull out the hair tie on the back of her head. The gorgeous black hair suddenly poured down... Sister Marlene turned back and glared at him, revealing her white neck, like a beautiful

swan.

All right.

It seems like it needs to be a little greasy.

"Marlene, my dear Marlene..." Nance leaned his head over, biting the bad nun's ear and murmured, "Look, I came to you sincerely; your statement made my heart feel like it was...

A stabbing... Oh! My dear, I can't bear the pain of separation anymore. I want to stay by your side and die beside you, accompanying you and loving you..."

"Tsk!"

Sister Marlene subconsciously rubbed her arms a few times.

...I'm getting goosebumps, you bastard!

"Miss, come on!" Nance held her hand, "Stop being awkward and talk to me." As he spoke, he kissed her hand: "Just let me be happy, my love...

…”

"Well, then, go and be happy, my child!" Sister Marlene pushed his face away and shouted angrily: "Go and find your adjutant, Happy, and don't appear in front of Marlene!"

"No, I just want to be by Marlene's side!" Nance replied without hesitation.

"Judas hanged himself! ... There is no good ending for a heartless person!" Sister Marlene said angrily, "When you were down and out, I paid you to keep the ninth class running; when you were ignored,

It was me who took the initiative to show my kindness to you; without me, you wouldn’t know where you were still squatting! Now, you don’t have to be false in front of me, go find your adjutant! I know, I am an old girl,
To be continued...