My Boss, the White-haired Nun

"I see you... Since you have already taken a bath, why are you putting on your socks again?" In order to show that he is not so mentally retarded, Gong Ming worked hard to find a topic that does not seem to be so mentally retarded.So his eyes quickly found the relatively unusual place on the girl, and asked the question.

The girl was wearing the loose silk pajamas of her life at the moment, but the pajamas were only covered with a top.Although the dress was indeed very loose, it could cover half of the thighs when standing up, but when she sat on the bed in a duck-sitting posture, it almost exposed the girl's two long legs.The abnormality that Gong Ming discovered was that the girl put on a pair of white stockings after taking a bath. Her round toes were curled up under the wrapping of the stockings, and her delicate skin was faintly visible through the thin white fabric. It showed a kind of light pink, and the absolute area exposed at the hem of the pajamas and the top of the stockings was as white as milk under the light.

Apparently no one would go to bed wearing stockings after taking a bath, Gong Ming felt that the question he asked should be level - at least he didn't appear to be so mentally retarded.

"It was Xier who told Bronya that Ming liked this." The silver-gray long-haired girl tilted her head, and then raised her hand to touch her legs wearing stockings, feeling the touch from between them.To be honest, she couldn't quite understand why men would like this kind of thing, she just put it on as Xier said, and showed Gong Ming.

"If Ming doesn't like it, Bronya can take it off."

"Please don't!" Gong Ming stepped forward quickly and pressed Bronya's little hand on the edge of the stocking.

"I do."

So Bronya looked at Gong Ming even more contemptuously, and looked down at Gong Ming's hands on the back of her hands and thighs.

Gong Ming subconsciously pulled out his hand as if he had touched a fire.

"This is the first time for Bronya, can Ming not be so nervous?" The girl sighed. "Ming, shouldn't you be an old fritter who has harmed several girls?"

She stretched out her hand to hold Gong Ming's face, tapped lightly on his lips, and said in a tone like coaxing a child:

"Go take a shower first, Bronya will wait for you."

In fact, I just entered the door, I didn't intend to do anything...

Gong Ming wanted to make an excuse like this, but it was obvious that no one would believe such words now.So he sighed and got up to take a shower.

It's just that before he walked into the bathroom door, he stopped subconsciously and looked at Bronya who was sitting on the bed.

The girl also looked at him with a calm expression, neither happy nor sad.

It seems that as early as many, many years ago, it was ready for such a day.

……

"Should I turn off the lights?"

"No, Xier said it would be better not to turn off the lights."

"Has grown tall."

"Ah."

"But it's still the tarmac... hiss..."

"I'm really sorry for you"

"Sorry I was wrong"

"Um……"

"..."

"Hmm... it hurts, take it easy..."

"I see……"

"Um……"

……

The next day, when everyone was eating breakfast.

Bronya didn't get up.

Author's message:

ps:

To be honest, I have absolutely no experience with this kind of thing!I don't know how to write at all...

After all, to be honest, the only education in this field that I have received in my life is probably the book, but everyone knows the book, so I can't use it as a reference at all...

By the way, I did have a friend who told me that I couldn’t understand why boys like stockings, but at that time I didn’t have the nerve to tell her that I was Baisikong…

Anyway, everyone in the country likes white things...

So... that's about it... hmm.

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The next morning, when Gong Ming walked down the stairs, several people downstairs were discussing something enthusiastically, and it was obvious that they disagreed with each other, arguing with each other, which seemed very lively.

"What are you talking about? It's early in the morning." Gong Ming walked down the stairs and asked curiously to the girls at the dining table.

"I still think the surname should be Lian!"

However, after Gong Ming's question was asked, no girl took the initiative to answer his question. Gong Ming, who had always been the head of the family, fell to the point where no one answered him.Ji Lin patted the table and said so loudly to the few people in front of him, seeing that blushing face, he almost jumped onto the chair.

"There is no one with the surname Lian these days." However, Fu Hua, who was sitting opposite her, scoffed at her claim.This pair of close friends who were so good that they were lying in the same bed last night stood on opposite sides this morning, and they even seemed to be at odds.

"What name can Lian have? Is it nice? Why not have the surname Gong! What an artistic conception."

"Whether there is an artistic conception depends entirely on the name? What can you tell by just looking at the surname?" However, Ji Lin still insisted on her point of view

"And compared to the fact that there are not many people with the surname Gong, right? There is no difference in this aspect, okay? And isn't there a surname that the fewer people there are, the more stylish it is? Really according to what you said If so, you should choose Lian."

"But that guy hasn't even used his surname for ten thousand years? His name is Gong Ming now!" Fu Hua's eyes widened. It has added up in recent years.