Author: Yuyu Kuaidong

The snow stopped.

The sun is shining brightly, illuminating the snow on the glass window frame.

Nance was suddenly kicked awake from his sleep. He blinked his blurred vision and looked at the opposite side with confusion on his face: "Why did you kick me?"

Sister Marlene quietly took the cigarette case from the bedside table, took out a long and thin cigarette and held it in her mouth. Her eyes glanced at the muscles on his lower abdomen and chest intentionally or unintentionally. After lighting the lighter,

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, covering her eyelids like mimosa leaves closing.

Nance sat up and reached for the cigarette from her mouth: "If you don't inhale it into your lungs, why are you still smoking?"

But as soon as his body moved, he immediately felt a chill.

"Huh~"

Sister Marlene blew out the smoke softly.

As her seductive eyes fluttered slightly, she quickly suppressed the initial outpouring of shame, and a voice that was so charming that people couldn't help but think about it slowly came out from her bright red mouth: "The carriage last night

The light inside is relatively dark, come here and let Marlene see clearly."

That stunningly beautiful face was slightly mocking.

It was really infuriating... Nance leaned over and grabbed one of Sister Marlene's wrists, but she pushed Nance down on the bed with her backhand. Then she leaned against the head of the bed and stretched out her feet to step on her.

he.

"Marlene, what are you doing!"

"uh-huh?"

Sister Marlene stretched slightly, revealing her perfect curves under her pajamas.

Her beautiful eyes glanced at Nance, who was being stepped on by her. The corners of her mouth curved into a smile, and her voice was a little hoarse as she asked: "You don't think you have defeated me, do you?"

"...What do you want to say?" Nance asked breathlessly.

"I like well-behaved little men, you know?" Sister Marlene stopped her movements, with a hint of charm on her beautiful face, and said faintly: "If you want me to continue, it's not impossible..." As she said,

Then, she stretched out her hand and put her white fingertips on Nance's lips.

Nance bit her hand.

Um.

She understands!

"what time is it?"

"It's not even nine o'clock yet."

"Hurry up, I'm going out..."

"Huh?" Sister Marlene frowned displeased, "Are you so anxious to see your Lena?"

"Hiss~"

Nance sucked in the cold air between his teeth.

"Oh, haha." Sister Marlene chuckled and stared at him with mocking eyes: "The look on your face in pain of being trampled under my feet is really pleasing to the eye..."

"..."

Nance didn't bother to listen to her teasing.

The monastery was unusually quiet in the early morning. There was a slight sound of wind outside the window, and from time to time there was snow falling and the sound of pigeons chirping. Sister Marlene lazily leaned against the bedside, watching Nance enter the sage mode, and she jumped directly

passed.

Her soft, white arms wrapped around his neck, and her warm breath caressed the side of his face.

"Is it bad for us to do this now?" the bad nun asked innocently.

"I feel fine." Nance reached into her nightgown.

"Do you like this tone?" An inexplicable smile flashed in Sister Marlene's eyes, and she whispered softly in his ear, "This is Sister Lena's bed. I am making out with you on her bed. Is that okay?"

You have a different kind of excitement..."

"..."

Nance really didn't think about this problem.

Now that she mentioned it like this, I immediately felt so sorry for Lena. He was enjoying himself so much just now that he completely forgot where he was... I'm sorry, Lena's mother, and I'll come back next time.

"So you have this kind of hobby, you are really a little pervert..." Sister Marlene smiled slightly, her soft lips pressed on the side of his face, his earlobes, and his neck, and she exhaled softly and said: "Now

It's up to you to satisfy me, like I did last night..."

It suddenly became quiet outside the window.

The sound of the wind has disappeared, the sound of falling snow has disappeared, and even the pigeons no longer disturb me.

Leisurely religious light came in from the window, but this holy light shone on Sister Marlene's face that brought disaster to the country and the people, but it made her look charming, and her beautiful eyes were full of wrinkles caused by the spring breeze.

of ripples.

In the lingering state of waiting for the aftertaste to dissipate, she turned her head and looked at Nance beside her.

Nance put his hands behind his head and leaned against the bed, looking at her.

Her body shape is wonderful, with white and tender meat all over her body, just like a delicious milky white jelly. And her body is very well-proportioned, her arms, thighs, neck and waist are all pleasing to the eye, as smooth and smooth as the lines of a dolphin. Her chest is tight and tight

The legs are long and the buttocks are just right.

The sight of that white and tender skin made Nance's heart feel so happy that he couldn't help but whistle, the first few bars of "Whistle". It was a very ordinary song, but the rhythm of the whistle was really good, suitable for his current light-headed state.

"Why are you whistling?" Sister Marlene shouted unhappily.

"I'm just in a bad mood," Nance replied.

"What song is it?"

Nance told her the title of the song.

"Have not heard!"

"It was popular hundreds of years ago."

"Stop blowing your bad whistle and hurry up and hug Marlene."

"Okay, my lovely Marlene." Nance lay back on the bed and hugged her from the front.

Sister Marlene was very lazy at this time, her whole body was curled up in his arms as soft as a bone, enjoying the lingering idleness floating on the bed. The nun who looked like a bad woman just now had forgotten what she had just said.

Fanaticism, in a sense of satisfaction and peace, becomes as docile as a puppy.

Nance looked at her peaceful face.

She really has a strange charm, if we can get to know each other...

"What are you thinking about?" Sister Marlene asked with her eyes closed.

"I'm thinking, you want the place to go to the Imperial Monastery so much because only the Imperial Monastery has the qualifications to recommend nuns to the Holy See, right? Do you have enemies in the Holy See... The Holy See is too far away. If

I can live until today next year..."

It seems like I can't go on talking about this.

Sister Marlene opened her eyes and stared at him with her dark and shining eyes without speaking.

On a not-so-cold winter morning, his warm, rosy face and disheveled hair looked unusually quiet and beautiful under the morning light. This was a beauty that she would never tell him in person. She wanted to hug him.

She loved him because he could make her feel a sense of peace like half asleep and half awake. This feeling made her want to shout, occupy him, and step on her feet at all times.

But she no longer intends to occupy him for a long time.

A year later, she will leave Shin-Yokohama and go to the more competitive Imperial Capital Monastery, where she will have to fight alone and become more indestructible than anyone else.

But now she is just lying on the bed quietly, bending her waist gently, enjoying the warmth for a moment. As for him, he has some brains and can definitely guess something, so in this year, he will pour

Do your best to help yourself, that's enough.

Who can say for sure what will happen in the future? Maybe he really died, and she went to the imperial capital alone as planned, but it was enough that he thought she was wonderful during this year...if he didn't die

, maybe letting him feel her soft and magical body before leaving can be considered a wonderful ending to this relationship.

The sun has risen a little higher.

Sister Marlene rolled down and got dressed in front of the dressing mirror.

The body was covered tightly with nun uniforms, vests, stockings, headscarves, etc. Nance lay on the bed, looked at her with a smile, and said: "A woman is the most beautiful when she is wearing clothes..."

"What are you looking at!"

"Looking at your clothes."

"I'm afraid you're staring at my body and thinking about some lewd things."

"There's no need to think about lewd things, I've experienced them myself."

"Tsk!"
To be continued...