My Boss, the White-haired Nun

The current monthly ticket during the reward period is 283, and it is still the twelfth new book list today.

So today's debt has not increased.Still (0/3)

It's not that I'm provocative or anything... It's just that I have issued all the rewards and saved the manuscripts. Today, I deliberately added 1K words, and then you lost the chain.What a disappointment. (Tea)

It made me want to double-open to participate in the July essay call.

Chapter 77 My palace inscription, fair and aboveboard, never overturn

After helping Xi'er make breakfast, Gong Ming walked to the mirror and began to arrange his clothes.

It was rare for him to wear a formal suit today, a neat dress.This dress was sent by Otto from the headquarters shortly after he came to St. Freya College. The lines and outlines are full of Gong Ming's familiar style, full of European medieval atmosphere.

Putting on this suit, Gong Ming couldn't help feeling like he was still Nicholas.

The reason why he chose this suit wasn't that he wanted to recall something, but that he really didn't have any other formal suits to use.In the past five hundred years, whenever he needed to go to some occasions to entertain or entertain, someone would always prepare these things for him, so that at this moment when he was faced with such a predicament, he actually felt at a loss.

Thinking about it this way, my past five hundred years can’t be regarded as a miserable life. After all, I have been favored by many people.

He couldn't help but smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Do you want to wear this?" Xi'er's voice came from behind him, Gong Ming turned his head to look over, and saw the purple-haired girl leaning against the bathroom door, still holding the clothes that Gong Ming gave just now. She made sandwiches.

"Although he is very handsome." She looked Gong Ming and his clothes up and down, "But I always feel a bit old-fashioned."

"I think so too." Gong Ming shrugged his shoulders, "But I really don't have any clothes to wear now."

"Why don't you try this?" Xi'er tilted her head and thought for a while, then turned and walked into Gong Ming's bedroom. After a while, she took out a light brown dress from the room.

"Yukata?" Gong Ming was taken aback when he saw the clothes in Xi'er's hands, "Is it really appropriate to wear this kind of clothes?"

"What's inappropriate." Xi'er chuckled, "Not only is there no problem, but since you are participating in the autumn festival in the far east, the bathrobe is more suitable for the occasion, right?"

"It makes sense..." Gong Ming stroked his chin and hesitated for a while, then took the clothes from the girl's hand. "But I'm going to receive a guest today, and the clothes I prepared for her are also like this. Will it appear that I have other meanings?"

"Guest?" Xi'er frowned. "Male and female? What's the relationship?"

"Female." Gong Ming looked at Xi'er, who pouted slightly and became unhappy when she heard the answer, smiled and stretched out her hand to rub her head.

"You girl, what are you thinking. Sakura, you met, my old friend from the past. But it was just before, it's not clear whether it's an enemy or a friend this time."

"Old friend?" Xier heard Gong Ming's meaning from what he said, thought for a while, and her expression became serious.

"That fox-like woman?"

"Well," Gong Ming put the bathrobe in his hand on the hanger beside him, and began to take off the dress on his body in front of Xier.

"The things I asked you to prepare last time were for Sakura."

"More than that." Xi'er curled her lips, "What happened to the clothes you mentioned earlier? You never told me about this."

She watched Gong Ming take off his shirt to reveal his muscular upper body, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and the dissatisfaction on his face became more obvious.

"Wait, clothes? Could it be the one you got some time ago?"

"Well, it's that one." Gong Ming nodded as if he didn't understand her meaning at all, "I thought that kind of clothes might suit her very well, but a lot of things happened at that time, and I didn't have time to put them away in the end." The clothes are made... hey, don't just watch there, come and help me."

Xi'er came over with a displeased face, but obediently took the clips from the table to help him fix the collar, and muttered in a voice that Gong Ming could clearly hear.

"I also said that you don't have a leg..."

"Really not." Gong Ming rolled up his sleeves, opened his hands and twirled around, watching Xi'er, who was a head shorter than him, put her white and tender hands around his waist, and helped him tie his belt. .

"Counting it all together, Sakura's relationship with me, the father-in-law and son-in-law at most, is anything out of the ordinary."

"It's the son-in-law."

After Xier fastened her belt, she tugged on the clothes on his chest and tidied up the corners.Then he pulled off the shelf of his collar. "One bite at a time."

The girl patted his chest angrily.As a finishing touch.

"The clothes are ready, I'm leaving, you can go!"

After saying that, the girl turned around and wanted to leave.

"Don't." Gong Ming smiled lightly and stretched out his hand to pull the girl back into his arms, wrapped his hands around the girl's shoulders, bent slightly and put his head on top of the girl's head.Although the girl struggled symbolically, she didn't make any other movements. Instead, she stretched out her arms to hug Gong Ming's waist, and put her small face on Gong Ming's chest, in a position that Gong Ming couldn't see. , there is a faint smile.

Knowing that the girl was not angry, Gong Ming stroked the girl's soft long hair.If she really wanted to leave, she wouldn't need to turn around at all with her ability. The so-called turning around was just for Gong Ming to see.

Of course, if Gong Ming really asked her to leave like this, then the problem would naturally be bigger.

"If there is one person in this world who will accompany me to the end, then it is you. So even though I don't believe that something is gone, don't say it to make me sad, okay?"

Hearing this, Xi'er gently arched in his arms.

"If it's the clothes that make you unhappy, then I'll make a set for you later. Choose the color you like, purple, lace, or netted veil." Gong Ming laughed softly, "Whatever suits you?" When it’s time, I’ll take it out and give it to you as a gift, okay?”

"That's for sure..." Xi'er raised her head from his embrace, her eyes narrowed into a crescent moon, her face showed a shrewd and cunning look like a little fox.

"No regrets!"

"Well, I will never go back on my word." Gong Ming looked at her, with a smile on his face, and nodded seriously.

"Okay, then I won't delay your work." Xi'er, who got a satisfactory answer, smiled softly, turned around from his arms, and turned into countless scattered blue-purple petals. Come.

Only a faint fragrance remains in the air.

And a warning.