My Boss, the White-haired Nun

The girl carefully turned over the card that Gong Ming handed her several times, then returned it to Gong Ming with trembling hands, and then struggled to get up from the bed.I want to get out of here and go outside.

"Hmm...Although I also think it would be a better choice if I can find my family, but your current physical condition is not optimistic."

However, the man raised his hand and pressed it on her shoulder, exerting a slight force on his arm, restraining the girl from wanting to get up.

Perhaps because of her weakness, the girl's body was easily pushed back into the bed by him, and he picked up the quilt and covered it back again.

"If you go out in such a weak state, maybe you will be caught by traffickers~"

"My body?" The girl was stunned for a moment, and then her face turned pale in an instant as if she had just realized the problem. "Yes, my body..."

Her eyes suddenly focused on the man.

"Did I attack you last night? Are you injured? Is there anything wrong with your body? I..."

"No~" But the man interrupted her with a smile, "You stopped before biting me last night. You have a good instinct to suppress yourself. You are a kind and gentle child."

"..."

However, the girl was silent when she heard the words, and curled up her young body under the quilt, her expression began to turn pale.

"You...you know everything, don't you..."

"Me? I'm just an ordinary human being, what else can I know?" However, to her surprise, the man shook his head calmly.

"I was neither attacked nor met a vampire last night. I just saw a very weak little girl on the way home after drinking in the bar, so I brought her back. Other unnecessary things, what do I I don't even know."

"You..." The white-haired girl was silent, her mouth tightly pressed together.

"Wait." However, just as she was hesitating to say something, as if she suddenly remembered something, she first lowered her head to check her body, and then turned towards Gong Ming in disbelief. "If I didn't attack you, shouldn't I..."

"Shouldn't he have a high fever and be unconscious?" Gong Ming shrugged his shoulders. "Ah... this matter is complicated. I think about how to say it, um... it's really embarrassing to say it. After all, a certain white-haired little girl is too cute. The defenseless unconscious look in front of me really made it hard to restrain my urge to bully me, so I put my finger into a little girl's mouth and was accidentally scratched A small cut was made, and then a little bit of blood was accidentally shed, and then it became like this..."

"You?!" The white-haired girl became anxious immediately, "Human, do you know what you did? Do you know the consequences this time? You know you..."

"Don't worry." The man smiled calmly, raised his hand and gently pressed the girl's head to stop her from speaking. "It'll be fine."

His demeanor was so calm and confident, and his voice was so gentle and elegant that it seemed as if he had infected the girl and calmed her down, as if there was a magic power in his words to comfort people's hearts.

"What you worry about will never happen."

"I put breakfast here, remember to eat it." After saying this, Gong Ming stood up from the bed.

"If I remember correctly, even if it becomes what you are now, the sense of taste will never degenerate. I still have confidence in my cooking skills. I hope you like it."

"I washed your clothes for you, and they are not dry yet. Here is a piece of pajamas that I bought for you. You can wear them at home. You can stay here during this time. It is very safe here, even the gods can't find it." Come, so as long as you don't take the initiative to go out, no one will know that you are here."

"..."

"I have an appointment with a patient today, and I'm going out for a while. You can take a good rest at home. I put lunch in the refrigerator and heat it in the microwave for two minutes. After replenishing your blood last night, you should There will be no more bloodthirsty urges, I will rush back before dinner time, and then I will take you out to buy clothes."

"One thing I need to emphasize is that the protective effect of this house is only effective as far as the yard. That is to say, if you walk out of the gate of the yard, the house will no longer be able to cover your breath." He bent down , approached the curled up girl's small face half buried in the quilt, raised her hand to stroke her head, and smiled softly.

"It doesn't matter if you are on guard against me now, but when you come back tonight, I hope you can tell me your name."

“Have a good time~”

Chapter Two Hundred and Fifty Second Love from the Beginning

When Gong Ming returned home in the evening, as he expected, the white-haired girl had already left.

There was no sign of the microwave oven being used, and the food in the refrigerator was well placed there. Even when Gong Ming walked into the room, even the breakfast he brought in in the morning was only drank from the glass of milk. After taking a sip, there was a small lip print on the mouth of the cup, and the other food was also quietly placed there, no different from when he left in the morning.

"It's okay if you don't have a good breakfast. If you keep like this, you will be spanked." He was not surprised when he saw this, but he shrugged his shoulders calmly, and raised his hand to pick up the glass of cold milk , looking at the lip marks left by dried milk on it.

Reluctance to eat his food shows that they are still strangers to each other, and willingness to take a sip of milk shows that at least some basic trust has been established...

"It's okay, Teresa." The man laughed, bringing the cup to his lips.

"This game will take a long time. We can tell this story slowly."

He raised his hand and drank the milk in the glass.

"Besides." There was a smile on his face that everything was under control. "You think you can run away without eating my food?"

After saying this, he put down the cup in his hand, picked up the breakfast plate, turned and walked out of the room.

"Fight with me, you are too tender~"

With a "click", the door closed.

Gong Ming walked into the kitchen and started to pack dinner for himself.

If anyone could stand next to this man at this time and look at this man humming a ditty and knowing everything in his chest, he would have the illusion that he was looking at the bishop of destiny in a trance.It seems that there are some incomparably similar qualities in their bodies that are bursting out in this kind of smile. When smiling, there is a kind of screenwriter watching the script he wrote in the whole world calmly.

Or, Nicholas should have looked like this in the eyes of that blond boy five hundred years ago.

For Gong Ming, he no longer cared whether this story was arranged by Otto. The moment he set foot on this land, he already understood what he was going to do, and he went back to do such a thing .

That's it.

Time, also in the sound of pots and pans in the kitchen, gradually passed.

……

The next day, the white-haired girl did not appear again.

July [-]rd, the third day, night.