Chapter 90 90. Forcing the pink-haired JK to take me back to meet my parents

Author: Yuyu Kuaidong

Chapter 90 90. Forcing the pink-haired JK to take me back to meet my parents

Lunch has come to an end.

Du Xiuxian was paying the bill, and Nance walked out of the restaurant.

The sun's rays cast a silvery glow on the snow-covered mountains, dazzling and dazzling. He looked at the clear sky and breathed in the refreshing cool air. Suddenly, he felt in his heart the passionate pride of an officer who was about to go to the front line to defend his country.

Du Xiuxian came out of the restaurant, looked at Nance, and asked with some curiosity: "Speaking of which, do you have any grudges against the cabinet? In other words, you can take this opportunity to make some contributions and change the minds of some ministers.

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The sea breeze blows from the bottom of the mountain and touches the pine branches.

The sound of snow falling from branches kept coming from the side. Nance didn't hear what he said clearly. After a while, he shook his head lightly.

"Perhaps no one will believe me, but I have never thought of trying to please the cabinet... I don't take fame or fame too seriously, maybe because I know a woman with a very high vision... Of course

Yes, I will never forget my grudge..."

"Um?"

Du Xiuxian was stunned for a long time, shaking his head and laughing.

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

More severe cold is imminent.

After saying goodbye to Du Xiuxian, Nance came to the skating rink and told Tokisaki that he had something to do, and then returned to the monastery first.

Walking in the snowy forest, I heard the ringing of bells from the monastery in the distance. Today seemed to be the birthday of the Virgin Mary, but no one in the monastery celebrated this festival. There were injured citizens in ragged clothes after the disaster with expressions everywhere.

Fearful and restless.

Nance waited in Sister Marlene's room for half an hour, but did not wait for her to come back, so he had to put on his coat and walk towards the church.

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

There was a hospital-like smell in the air.

Disinfectant solution and visiting bouquets were mixed with the smell of patients' excretion, and the nurses walked quickly through the corridors on their squeaky flat shoes.

In the church used as a temporary ward, Nance saw Sister Marlene.

She had changed out of the nun's uniform she wore when she got up in the morning. She was now wearing a beige turtleneck thin sweater and a nurse's uniform. Under the nurse's skirt were white stockings and white flat shoes, and her hair was tied into a very nice hairstyle.

She had a bun, but the few strands of hair scattered on both sides of her cheeks would still sway with her movements.

Although this dress is formulaic, it seems to be somewhat meticulous in its carelessness.

Moreover, her figure is really great, and the shape of her breasts is set off very beautifully by the nurse's uniform. According to Miss Su and Nance's personal confirmation, there is indeed no padding at all, and she cannot hold it with one hand.

When Nance found her, she was pulling out the ballpoint pen from her bun and writing down the physical condition of the wounded on the recording paper. Then she said something to the wounded, took the body temperature on her side, and wrote the value on the recording sheet.

He inserted the ballpoint pen back into his hair. Then he went to the next hospital bed, talking to the injured, wiping sweat and removing dressings for the injured, or checking the status of the intravenous drip. He was very busy.

At this time, she looked young and gentle. Her body under the nurse uniform was compact, strong 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 made him stop and watch from a distance.

——He feels like he has another mother.

While working, Sister Marlene suddenly felt someone's eyes falling on her.

She tilted her head slightly and looked over.

These are a pair of clear and bright eyes without any impurities.

Nance had never seen it on Marlene's face before. It was like a clear and bottomless spring. If she looked at it for a long time, it would seem that it would be sucked into her body.

Sister Marlene was stunned for a moment.

Her expression quickly changed from innocence to the coldness of the past. She touched her hair to confirm that the ballpoint pen was still there, and then glared at Nance and said, "What are you standing there looking at!"

Nance chuckled inwardly and asked aloud: "Want to help?"

"Do you know how to do medical care?"

"...will you?"

"Don't cause trouble, go to the cafeteria and get me a meal, then go back to the house and wait for me!"

When giving orders, Marlene didn't act like a gentle nurse at all, but like a cold female CEO.

What a fickle and tough-tongued bad nun!

Nance came to the monastery cafeteria and served a large lunch on a disposable plastic plate. On the way back to Marlene's house, he saw a daffodil brought by a visiting visitor placed on a window sill.

He took one out and ran away amidst the curses.

Back in the house, I found a long and thin vase from the cupboard and put the daffodils in it. The food in the lunch box included butter croquettes, potato salad, shredded cabbage, stew, and rice. Although the dishes were simple, they were colorful.

The scents are all good.

Not long after, Sister Marlene came back.

She ate all the food with gusto and drank three large glasses of boiled water. After eating and drinking, she gave a long groan and shouted: "Marlene is so exhausted, Nan Siqian hurry up and put away the garbage."

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Watching Nance go out with the garbage 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 held it in her mouth, then put the daffodils on the glass

Holding the bottle in the palm of his hand, he squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time.

When Nance came back, she let her hair down.

With her hair loose, she looks three or four years younger than with her hair tied up in a bun. The pitch of her voice has become lower and her movements have become a bit tired. It seems as if she has suddenly switched to another less mature personality.

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"The daffodils are so beautiful in the glass vase." Sister Marlene huddled on the sofa and said lazily, "Looking in through the transparent vase, I feel like these are narcissus just picked from the river.

a feeling of."

"I just stole it from someone else." Nance walked up behind her seriously.

Sister Marlene laughed softly: "You are quite interesting, you can actually joke with a straight face... Hmm~"

Nance pressed her sore shoulders, and her red little mouth opened slightly, letting out a soft moan. The sky outside the window was getting darker, and there must be clouds blocking the light. Nance bent down and leaned close to her ear.

He said, "Thank you for your hard work. Let me massage your shoulders."

The light in the room also dimmed, and he leaned very close, as if he was blowing on Marlene's face.

"You still have a conscience, just press it." Sister Marlene held her chin and snuffed out the smoke in the ashtray.

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

Her earlobes were wet and warm.

Because Nance didn't raise his face, but kept leaning against her, smelling her rich and tempting fragrance. The fragrance made him couldn't help but get closer and closer, wanting to hug the source of it tightly.

Dear Fangze.

Tsk!

Apart from the Queen, this woman, Marlene, was the most attractive to him! Just smelling her neck and earlobes like this, although his head was still clear, charming thoughts were popping up one after another.

"Hmm~"

Sister Marlene gasped softly, and her slight nasal sound was particularly clear in the dim light of the afternoon. She couldn't help but feel her face getting hot when she heard it. After working all day, her body was already sore, and she was mature enough to pinch it.

Her watery physique made her gasp involuntarily.

"Does the monastery have the will to provide disaster relief?"

"...Well, yes. Starting tomorrow, a team will go to the fire scene. While treating the injured on site, they will also distribute some relief supplies."

“Praise God!”

"Hey, your mother Lena is going too, don't you feel bad?" Sister Marlene narrowed her eyes and asked.

"Rena is a devout believer in God. She will definitely not hesitate to do such good deeds." Nance put his hands on both sides of her shoulders and massaged them gently.

"I'm asking if you feel bad, don't change the subject!" Sister Marlene scolded him in a tired voice. She felt the heat of his hands on her shoulders and felt an indescribable sense of comfort, and her ears received the hot breath he exhaled.

, she couldn't help but feel tiny pimples on her back. In this state, even when she spoke to scold Nance, her tone was lingering.

Nance would not answer such a question.

"I'll help you touch other places." He went back to the sofa and let Marlene lie on the sofa. He took off his shoes and climbed up, came behind her, and put his hands on both sides of her neck, "And

Remember to tell me if you feel uncomfortable."

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

Even though it wasn't the first time they were so intimate, Sister Marlene still shivered subconsciously when Nance's hands touched the smooth skin of her neck.

"My neck is quite sore..."
To be continued...