My Boss, the White-haired Nun

"A wedding with no family, no relatives and friends, no guests, no best man and bridesmaid. Just two newlyweds."

"But no matter what, since I have been entrusted as a witness, as a priest, I will bless you in front of the Lord."

"Then. Get rid of those complicated eulogies." The old priest smiled.Looking at the two newcomers in front of him, with sincere blessings.

"Theresa Apocalypse." He looked at the white-haired girl in front of him, and looked into her eyes seriously. "Would you like this man to be your husband, to enter into a marriage contract with him? To love him, to care for him, to respect him, to accept him, and to be faithful to him forever and ever, in sickness or health, or for any other reason? "

The girl who had always been afraid of humans finally stopped shrinking this time. She stood there, bravely looked at the priest in front of her, and answered loudly after listening to his question.

"I am willing."

The priest smiled, looking at the child who appeared to be his granddaughter, his eyes seemed to overflow with relief.

He was recruited by the people of destiny, and he knew from the very beginning that this wedding might not be ordinary, but he never thought that it would be so special.

An empty church, and a twelve-year-old bride.

But it doesn't matter, happiness is such a thing, if the two of them are really so sincere...

God will bless them.

"Ming Nicholas." He turned to Gong Ming, "Are you willing to make this woman your wife and enter into a marriage contract with her? Love her, take care of her, respect her, and accept her regardless of illness or health, or any other reason." , will remain faithful to her forever until the end of my life."

"..."

The man was silent for a very small moment, then nodded slightly.

"I am willing."

"Then..." the priest nodded in satisfaction. "Now you can exchange rings."

The two opened the ring box at hand and put it in each other's hands.

When putting it on for Teresa, the man held her hand and put it on the girl's left ring finger bit by bit.

His movements were slow and his expression serious.

It's like signing a contract with the whole world.

Then he stretched out his left hand and asked the girl to put the ring on his hand.

"So far." The priest said.

"The marriage contract is established."

Author's message:

ps:

Ah... I feel like I wrote it a bit without feeling... There is no inspiration, and there is no reference.

But... I have never been married myself!There is no reference at all!Crazy.jpg

Forget it...that's it...

I'll sleep first and write about the bridal chamber tomorrow...

Hmm...Maybe I want to test the bottom line of the sensitive lexicon?

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When Gong Ming came out of the bathroom in his pajamas after taking a shower, wiping his hair, it was already eleven o'clock in the middle of the night.

The girl who had taken a bath before him had already changed out of the white wedding dress, and was sitting on the bed in a white pajamas, her lower body was covered with a thin summer quilt, covering her small body, along the curve of her figure. Edges outline sharp curves.

Marriage is indeed a labor-intensive thing. Gong Ming has always been aware of this fact, but this is the first time he has experienced such hard work as the protagonist.

Fortunately, at least today, he has no relatives and friends to deal with, and no elders to toast.

Just looking at it this way, his wedding should have been much easier than those of other people.

"Theresa. What are you thinking?"

He saw the girl sitting on the bed in a daze, and said as she walked towards the bed.

"Ah...Ming, it's nothing."

The girl came back to her senses after hearing the words, looked at the man and shook her head and replied like this.

"I just thought of a question all of a sudden."

"what is the problem."

Gong Ming lifted a corner of the quilt, got in and sat side by side with the girl, and asked.

"I was thinking, before I lost my memory, did I ever lie in the same bed with Ming who was also called [Nicholas]?"

"Hmm..." The man was taken aback when he heard the words, and after hesitating for a while, he answered. "Probably not... In my memory, we often sleep in a tent in the wild, but we all have our own sleeping bags..."

"Sleeping together like this, it should be the first time..."

"Is that so..." The girl thought for a while, lowered her head and said. "That's the first time Theresa slept with another man."

"puff……"

The man who was drinking water was almost sprayed out of his mouth when he heard the words, turned around and put the cup on the bedside, and then knocked the girl on the head angrily.

"What is another man. I am you..."