My Boss, the White-haired Nun

"Question?" Gong Ming was taken aback and asked. "what is the problem?"

"We have six people now, me, Colonel Himeko, Ming, Headmaster, Mei-san and Stupid Na." The little loli counted expressionlessly while ignoring a certain Baimao Tuanzi's rebuttal about the address. . "But the problem is that the age on the principal's ID card is twelve years old, and he has not yet reached the age of majority."

"Eh..." Teresa showed a clear embarrassing expression on her face. Seeing everyone's eyes looking towards her, she couldn't help but blushed and waved her small fists to plead: "Don't do this Look at me! I don’t want to! But this body is like this, and I can’t help it! I can only ask the headquarters to change my identity every year—I look like this, and people won’t believe me if I tell them I’m an adult right?"

"..."

Everyone was silent for a moment. Although they felt that there were flaws in various places in this sentence, they didn't know what to complain about strangely.

"Then, the problem we're encountering now is that it's the end of June. Among Stupid Na and Mei-sister, only Mei-sister whose month is earlier is an adult. In other words, there are only three adults here, Ming and Himeko. Colonel, and sister Mei."

"..."

Having said that, they have already begun to realize where the problem lies, and the faces of several people have gradually become more exciting.

"The hotel does not allow minors to open rooms alone. That is to say, one of us must share a room with Mr. Gong Ming." Bunonia still used that emotionless figure, declared the cruel truth.

"I said, isn't this routine a little old-fashioned?" Wuliangta, who was next to the window in the back row, couldn't help complaining. "Has this kind of messy plot setting not been eliminated by the times?"

"It doesn't matter if the cat is black or white, as long as it can catch mice, it's a good cat." Bunonia made up a blank knife. "Maybe it's because a certain author who is about to be driven crazy by the exam can't think of a new routine and is ready to make a fool of himself."

"or……"

As if caught in some kind of brainstorm and didn't hear the complaints of the two people next to him, Lei Dian Mei blushed, and her two little hands were tangled together.Said with some hesitation.

"I'll live in a room with the teacher..."

"No." But before Gong Ming agreed, Buonia directly rejected her proposal. "Sister Mei, as the only three adults here, must bring someone to open the room."

The silver-gray haired little loli's eyes became sharp. "In other words, this candidate can only be chosen from among me, the principal, and idiot Na."

"..."

The crowd fell silent again, the air began to become solemn, and their eyes slowly shifted to the red-haired man.

"Ming, who do you plan to choose?"

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ps:

Well, a long, long time ago, someone complained to me about Buonia's name for Gong Ming.It means that the title "Ming" is too intimate.

But in fact, you should pay attention to one thing, that is, Buonia's nationality is Western, just like she called Kiyana "Qiana" instead of "Kiana Kaslana." Calling Raiden Mei is "" Mei" instead of "Raiden Mei".She simply called the people around her "first name" and removed the "surname".

It's just because Gong Ming's name has two characters, so the word "Ming" seems a bit special.If Gong Ming didn't call Gong Ming Li Goudan, then Buonia's address here should be "Goudan".It looks more normal, right?

This explanation...well, at least that's how Bunonia herself explained it to Mei and Kiana.

As for what she thinks... only she knows.

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"Whoa-"

A man with a white towel wrapped around his waist opened the bathroom door, tilted his head and wiped his hair with a white towel, and walked out.

Because he just washed his hair, his hair has turned black again at this moment. I don’t know why those hair dyes are difficult to adhere to his hair. Every time after washing his hair, the red color is like blood. down.The dirty bathrooms are all over the floor, which looks weird.

"Huh? You've already sat on the bed." He rubbed his head in a daze, looking at the girl sitting on the bed with a duck and hugging a girl who hugged a pillow, he was a little surprised.

"I thought you'd play the game a little longer."

"Bronia doesn't want to play games today." This little girl with silver-gray hair is wearing a pink and white nightgown. The unbuttoned hem is separated from the belly button into two sides, revealing the white and soft belly underneath. And a powder-blue panci with a Homu pattern on it.

On her head was a white dry hair bun in the style of Humu, and a small head was wrapped in it.A delicate and cute little face is revealed, with soft lines on the chin.The breasts covered by the pajamas have slight ups and downs, and they have begun to develop greenly. I usually don’t see the extraordinarily petite Roman curls, but at this moment, it looks immature. .

And behind her, in the void that the girl couldn't see, the little girl with short purple hair was floating behind her, wearing the same style of pajamas as her, making a playful face at Gong Ming.

The embryos of those two little beauties back then have now grown into girls...

He was suddenly stunned, as if he suddenly realized that the two people in front of him who he regarded as little girls were already sixteen years old. "Little girl" is no longer suitable as an adjective for her, and "girl" is the appropriate word.

When Mei and Kiana first joined Saint Freya, they were only sixteen years old.

"Then..." A faint smile could not help but appear on his face.It's like the kind of smile with a sense of accomplishment and emotion that parents who have witnessed their children's growth often show.Walking to the side of the bed, he bent down and raised his hand to touch the girl's little head.

"Bronia, do you want to ask me anything?"

"After all." He raised his eyebrows, with that kind of expression on his face that he guessed her little thoughts but didn't care.

"Although I talked a lot during the day, in fact, the problem of the room can be solved by borrowing the ID card from any well-connected employee in the college, right? I deliberately arranged such a situation and guided everyone to have someone to live with me. Thinking about it this way..."

"Actually, if you think about it, you can understand it. If you have to choose, I can only choose you." He stretched out his hands and kneaded the girl's smooth and tender face, watching her wrinkle. The little nose made a dissatisfied snort, and a slight smirk appeared on his face. "I have always had a bad relationship with Teresa, and Qiyana is a big girl again, so it's easier to deal with you as a child, and anyway, your name is still written in the same household registration book as mine. , who else can I choose if I don’t choose you.”

"Attach (put) search (hand)." The silver-haired little loli struggled under his clutches, shaking her head and pulling off the two hands that were grasping her face. "You hurt Bunonia."

"Also," she muttered, rubbing her little face. "Bronia is grown up."

"Ah, this is also impossible."

Gong Ming shrugged his shoulders, took off the bath towel on his body, and changed into pajamas in front of the silver-haired little girl—he had put on his underwear in the bathroom in advance, and then lay down on the bed where the girl was sitting. that bed.Xier winked at a position that Bunonia couldn't see and in the void.

The purple-haired girl let out a laugh that Bunonia couldn't hear, and floated away from the back of Bunonia's head, lying on the other side of the bed and Gong Ming who was facing up, forming a "one piece" with overlapping heads. ", propping his elbows on the bed, propping up his upper body, and pointing at Gong Ming's face with his white and tender fingers.

Her body didn't sag when pressed against the bed, but the fingers poking on Gong Ming's face felt a real tactile sensation and a pressing vortex—it's not impossible for her to interfere with reality...but at least she couldn't stop Bu Nuo Nia leaked stuff in front of her...

"Who made our little classmate Brunonia so cute?"