My Boss, the White-haired Nun

"Go." She let go of the girl and stood up, her bright red eyes narrowed into a thin line, her smile clean and gentle. "Go and meet your happiness."

"Ok!"

The white-haired girl nodded vigorously with a faint cry, turned around and rushed into the car door.

The car drove away.

The pure white woman stood there quietly, staring at the girl lying on the car window, watching her leave.Until the line of sight is blocked at the end of the road.

This was the last time they saw each other.

"..."

She restrained her smile.Without even looking at the vampires behind him, he turned and walked towards the castle behind him.

As if some kind of body had been shed, from this moment on, [Gentle Sister Dracula] died from her body.

Something cold and real begins to wake up.

That is the god born from the bath of blood——

Dracula.

……

In various senses, this was [Gong Ming]'s first wedding in his life.

Well, even if the scope is expanded to [Nicholas]'s life, it is also the first time.

His life is very long, he has had many, many friends, he has attended many people's weddings as a guest, and shared a toast with others.

But it was the first time for him to attend a wedding as the main character.

So when he was standing in front of the road in a black dress, waiting for the car coming this way, he felt uncommonly apprehensive and hesitant.

I'm getting married.

Such a thought kept lingering in his mind, lingering.

But when the black car really appeared in his sight, he suddenly calmed down again.As if he had rehearsed countless times, he stepped forward, raised his hand, and opened the car door.

The white-haired girl stepped out of the car door with her calf wearing white Roman shoes, stood in front of him and looked at him.

The golden eyes and the red pupils looked at each other, staring at each other for a long time.

This is my wife (husband).

Such thoughts arose in their minds at the same time, and then they laughed at the same time.

"Beautiful lady."

The black-haired man bowed gracefully, and stretched out his white-gloved hand in front of the girl.

"Can you give me your hand?"

"My pleasure."

She raised her hand, and put her hand on the man's hand according to the action that Dracula had rehearsed countless times last night.

He took her hand.Go to the place behind.

Because Teresa made this request too suddenly, they still have a lot to do today, so time is very tight, and they must hurry up.

Where they advanced were the civil institutions of Germany.They first want to get married at the same level as all newcomers in German government agencies.

Originally, it was very difficult to complete all the procedures in one day in Germany, not to mention that they did not have legal documents to marry in Germany, but the power of destiny is indeed powerful.In just one night, completely legal documents were handed over to Gong Ming.

Not fake documents, but completely real, official documents.

"These certificates are indeed completely legal. According to the conditions listed in these certificates, the two of you have fully met the conditions for marriage." The officials of the civil department looked at these certificates, and then at the two people standing in front of them. The individual, and the driver standing behind them as a witness, looked a little complicated.

"Then... If your intention to marry can be confirmed to be true. There is no deceit, coercion or other illegal circumstances, then you can sign the marriage registration form."

"Yes, we voluntarily become husband and wife." The black-haired man looked seriously and nodded slightly.

"Well, we became husband and wife voluntarily." Teresa nodded in the same way.

"Okay. Then you can sign here."

He took out a registration form and a thick book-like marriage certificate.Then hand me a pen.

"After signing, you are legally married."

"Your married names can already be used here," the official reminded.

"Mm." Gong Ming and Teresa looked at each other lightly.Looking at their own reflections in each other's eyes.Then he raised his hand to take the pen and signed his name.

Ming Nicholas

Theresa Nicholas

……

"To be honest, although I'm not too young anymore and have a lot of experience, I've never presided over such a wedding."

The white-haired priest stood in the church, looking at the men and women in front of him, and the fully furnished but empty wedding church, feeling a little emotional.

Pure white flowers are arranged on both sides of the church, and the windows are full of bright and bright sunshine, but the seats in the church's past weddings are empty, and there is no one.