My Boss, the White-haired Nun

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Chapter 3 Father+ (16/[-])

About noon, the lecture was over.

Gong Ming yawned, and then said to the two girls in front of him, "Let's stop here today."

"En." Lei Dian Mei was sitting on the grass and saluted.

"Thank you, teacher."

Gong Ming shrugged, and shook off Karen who was hanging on him. "I told you, I'm not your teacher anymore."

For several months, Leiden Mei insisted that she never changed her words. Every time she saw Gong Ming, she would always address her as a teacher, and she never changed.And Gong Ming seems to have some evil intentions, even if he is doing his best to teach her swordsmanship now, he is completely treated as a personal disciple.But every time Raiden Mei uttered the word "teacher", she must correct her.

It seems to be some kind of persistence, but the joy on his face every time he speaks, completely exposes his thoughts.

"However, although I taught you these things just incidentally, you should really thank me." Gong Ming said casually, his tone full of narcissism.

"I don't want to teach someone else."

There is nothing wrong with the logic of what Gong Ming said, but Mei Lei subconsciously wanted to answer, but a scene suddenly appeared in his mind.

A few months ago, the night before Raiden Mei and Kiyana entered this place, at the performance of the autumn festival.It was also the man named Gong Ming who said something completely different.

At that time, his expression was calm, but there was such deep sorrow in his eyes, the sorrow emanating from him was like the tide under the moonlight, calmly and silently rising and falling.The neon lights on the stage hit his face, like the lights of the floating world.

Leiden Mei's movements stopped, and she fell silent suddenly.

At first, Gong Ming didn't notice the girl's abnormality, but got up with the people around him and went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.Of course, he can not eat food, but even for him, it is definitely better to have this kind of thing than to have nothing.

Besides, there are already two people here who can cook. If the food is delicious, it can also arouse his appetite.

He got up and took two steps forward, only when he glanced out of the corner of his eye, did he notice that Mei Lei hadn't followed.

So he stopped, looked back, and found that she was still sitting there, staring blankly.

"Miss Thunder." He frowned, "What are you still sitting there for?"

"Uh... ah." Awakened by Gong Ming's voice, Lei Dian Mei finally came to his senses, got up from the ground quickly, and followed. "Sorry, sorry."

"It's okay." Gong Ming said casually, seeing her get up, he turned around and followed the other three people.

Behind him, Leiden Mei looked at his back and bit her lip lightly.After hesitating for a moment, he quickly followed.

Lunch for a few people always ends quickly.Among the five, Leiden Mei and Yae Sakura were born in the far east, Gong Ming was from China, and Karen was brought up by Gong Ming.These people have always maintained the habit of not talking when eating. The only one who has this habit, Qiyana, was also knocked on the melon on the small head by Gong Ming a few chopsticks earlier. It also changed slowly.

After all, it's not interesting to talk about things like chatting if no one pays attention to her.

After the meal, Kiana slipped back to the room to take a nap, Karen took Yae Sakura to the outside of the shrine and didn't know what to do, leaving only Raiden Mei who cleaned up the dishes.

They have always been very good at explaining how the term "eating idle food" is interpreted.

But today, at this time in the past, Gong Ming, who should have gone to the castle tower to sit quietly, did not leave. Instead, he walked to Raiden Mei's side and helped clean up the dishes.

"Teacher..." Lei Dian Yayi looked at Gong Ming beside her, and suddenly felt a little helpless, so she could only speak. "No need, teacher. I can do this kind of thing by myself."

"First of all, I'm not your teacher." Gong Ming looked calm, as if he was doing something very ordinary, "Furthermore, I was not born as a man of destiny, and I wandered outside in my early years. Washing dishes I've done a lot of things."

"..." Lei Dian Yayi originally wanted to say something, but when he saw that Gong Ming had already packed up his things skillfully and carried the dishes to the sink, he pursed his lips and said nothing.

It's just that in the process of washing dishes, Lei Dian Mei, who was squatting with Gong Ming, would sneak a few glances over from time to time, so that...

"Whoa-"

"..." Gong Ming glanced at the broken bowl on the ground speechlessly, and when he was about to say something, he saw Lei Dian Yayi huddled there, holding the index finger of his left hand with his right hand, with a somewhat tangled expression.

no?You are a Valkyrie, you dropped the bowl while washing it.It doesn't matter if the bowl falls, after all, there are not any idiots like Qiyana and Kallen in the Valkyrie who can fall on the ground, but at least idiots have rough skin and thick flesh!What do you mean by cutting off my hand?

"You are really the worst class of Valkyries I have ever brought." Gong Ming put the bowl back into the sink speechlessly, grabbed Lei Deng Mei's cut hand, and walked to the side to start treating the wound.

The hand that has been well-maintained because of Gong Ming's request is smooth, white and tender, soft and delicate at the beginning, holding it in the center of the hand makes people feel refreshed.

However, Gong Ming's expression did not change at all.He has long been used to such things.

The hands of swordsmen, especially their school, must be treated with special potions after injury, no matter how small the wound is.Without Gong Ming's special physique, every injury on the hand may affect the sword user's sense of touch from the sword in his hand, and eventually accumulate, it will affect the confidence of the sword.

Their lineage is almost paranoid in their demanding thinking about the way of swordsmanship.

Lei Dian Mei looked at Gong Ming who was busy holding her hand, and whispered a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry..."

"You should be really sorry." Gong Ming rolled her eyes and flicked her smooth forehead with a finger. "Don't say I taught you after you go out. It's a shame."

"Anyway, you don't admit that I'm your student." Lei Dian Mei whispered. "If you don't say it, don't say it."

"You girl, you're still talking hard." Gong Ming scolded with a smile, "I don't care what stupid things you do."

"A little bit." Lei Dian Mei made a face at Gong Ming with his right hand.

After all, she, who has always been prudent, would only do such things in front of Gong Ming.

After the conversation ended, there was silence between the two of them.

"You have something on your mind."

After a while, Gong Ming, who prepared the potion and began to treat the wound, suddenly spoke. When he spoke, he didn't even look up at Mei Lei.