My Boss, the White-haired Nun

The gurgling sound of the suitcase sounded in the room, and the whole house was filled with laughter.

The black car was already waiting at the door of the house. In the far distance that the two of them couldn't see, a blond man was holding a glass of red wine and smiling lightly.

In the darkness of the suburbs, huge planes with flashing red lights were waiting to depart.

Target - Egypt.

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There were some problems in the background yesterday, and the chapters were not sent out...

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Today there will be chapter [-]...

Hmm... three hundred chapters already...

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The next day, Cairo, Egypt.

"Cairo is the capital of Egypt. According to historical records, it has a history of more than [-] years. It is the largest city in Africa. The ancient Egyptians called it [the mother of cities]. However, with the later integration of nations and the inflow of Arabs, this The name of the city has changed several times, in fact, the name Cairo itself means "conqueror" in Arabic."

Gong Ming dragged the box with one hand, and supported the girl's calf sitting on his shoulder with the other, introducing the city to her.

"However, despite its long history, this city is already a fairly modern city. The industrial revolution and modern high-rise buildings are all over the city, except for some specially preserved scenic spots, only in certain corners You can still see traces of old Cairo."

"That's it."

The girl in the white dress wore a straw hat made of local products, looked around curiously, looked at the local people, and showed a bright smile on her face, and the person who looked at her also showed a smile on her face, waving to her regards.

Adults are always tolerant of well-behaved children, especially when she is still so cute.Everyone in the world is color-controlled, this is the truth.

"We have a week and I plan to show you the Nile, the Memphis Museum, the Temple of Ramses II, the Pyramids and the Khan Khalili Bazaar and Mohammad Ali Mosque."

"Oh? Just go to these few places?"

The white-haired young girl was flipping through the guide book on Gong Ming's shoulder, frowning and struggling to distinguish the English words on it. Looking at the scenic spots, she asked curiously.

"But I think there are a lot of places here."

"There are so many places in the world. Life is so short, how can I have time to see them all?"

Gong Ming said without raising his head. "It's better to enjoy this time quietly than to watch flowers and flowers. Don't set the purpose of tourism on tourism itself, but on a daily life with your family. It may be better to cherish the present."

"I know, I know."

The white-haired young girl said with a smile as she grabbed the two tufts of long hair on his forehead like she was holding the steering wheel.

"Like an old man, obviously other parents are young and energetic. You are so rigid and rigid."

"Yes, I'm very rigid." Gong Ming shrugged innocently. "But your father is such a rigid person. Our little Cecilia can only get used to it silently. You can't change this, after all, I am the father."

"Yes, yes, who asked me to put up with an old man like you." The girl said such words in a tone full of helplessness, but the depth of her tone was full of smiles.

"Let's go."

The man laughed too and patted her on the calf. "Let's find a place to live first. It's not a problem to drag the box around like this. You have to settle down first and think about many things."

When he said this, he glanced at a certain shadow indistinctly, but the words were naturally mellow, so that the girl on his shoulder didn't notice anything strange.

"Yup!"

The white-haired young girl nodded excitedly on his shoulder, and pulled his two tufts of long hair into a horse-riding pose.

"set off!"

"set off!"

The red-haired man also laughed loudly, and after slightly bending his body, he began to stride forward.

"Oh oh oh! Hahaha..."

The white-haired young girl let out a clear laugh, and the figures running along with the two seemed to be full of sunshine on the street, as if to illuminate the whole city.

Yes, that's fine.

Gong Ming smiled heartily.

Any collapse or disaster has nothing to do with her current world.

She's just here to play, and that's enough.

In the shadows, the person wearing a white hood covering his face looked at the scene in the distance, his eyes fluctuated slightly.

It seems to be a little loathsome, but there is also something envious in the loathing.

That is normal for many people, but for some people it is always dreamed of...

The happiness of being an ordinary person...

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It's night, three o'clock in the morning, at the hotel.

The red-haired man opened his eyes silently, first glanced at the sleeping young girl in his arms, and then lightly kissed her forehead after a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.