Chapter 480 Rove: Shirley, I like your nun's dress
The backyard of the Sisters of Tomes, a large wooded acre of elms, cypresses and pines, overlooks the sparkling River Clyde.
Shirley, who was wearing a nun's costume, was walking in the forest. She was completely wrapped up, and even her slender ponytail was hidden under her kerchief.
Fragments of light penetrated through the gaps in the leaves and fell on the ground. The girl stepped on the light spots all the way, occasionally bent down and picked up a large piece of moss with a fork, and threw it into the wicker basket behind her.
The Sisters of Tomes is just a small monastery located in a remote town. Donations occur occasionally, and the main source of income is land production and weaving and selling linen products.
However, due to floods this summer, the food produced by the land can no longer be counted on, and linen products have become the top priority.
Mosses and lichens, ancient rock plants, produced cheap dyes such as greens, oranges and yellows for dyeing linen and cloth.
At this time, Shirley's job is to find moss in the forest.
Not far away, there is also a preparatory nun named Teresia, and her job is also to pick moss.
It's just that in this humid and sultry environment, she was already sweating profusely, and her whole body was soaked.
Teresia leaned against the tree trunk to rest, then raised her right arm to wipe the sweat off her face, panting:
"No, Shirley, I'm dying of heat... I really want to jump into the Clyde and take a bath."
"Teresia, Sister Talia will definitely come to check our work later." Shirley reminded in a low voice:
"If she finds out that you secretly went to take a bath in the river, she will definitely punish you to kneel before the Holy Eucharist all night."
Teresia still had lingering fears after being punished like this, so she just said that it was impossible to really take a bath, but she still couldn't help complaining:
"It's such a hot day, and we are wrapped up so tightly. I really don't know what to be afraid of. If the nun wears less clothes, will she lose a piece of meat, or will she lose an arm and a leg?"
Teresia spoke more and more vigorously, and finally said with bright eyes:
"If you want me to say that we should learn from Eve in the Bible, simply work in this yard with no clothes on."
Shirley couldn't help laughing, "What nonsense are you talking about? It's getting more and more outrageous."
"Is there something wrong with what I said?" Teresia blushed, but she still said happily:
"There are no men in our congregation of nuns, and in the words of Aunt Rabeti...'Every mosquito that flies in is a female mosquito'.
We are all women, what does it matter if we are naked to each other! "
Teresia put her hands on her chest, supported her hard and said:
"Who is not two doughs, what's there to be shy about? If I were the dean, I would immediately make all the nuns take off their clothes and work... How refreshing and neat."
The words were really too shameless, and the actions were too rascal. Xueli was thin-skinned and blushed. After hearing this, she didn't stop talking, but just lowered her head and continued to search for moss.
Teresia looked at the busy Shirley and sighed slightly:
"I told you on the first day you came back, run away, if you don't listen, it's fine now, I will lock you in the room at night.
You have to work during the day, and even if someone is watching you, you can't even run away now...Why bother! "
"It's okay, someone will come to pick me up." Shirley didn't care, picked up another piece of moss, and threw it in the basket.
"Your Rove, right?" Tricia said with a smile.
Shirley raised her head and looked at Tricia helplessly. The nun quickly changed her words with a smile:
"My fault, my fault, lack of qualifying words...it's your friend Rove."
"But Shirley, we are a nunnery here, and men are not allowed to enter. Even if your Rove is about our age, Abbot Agatha will not let him in."
Shirley smiled and said, "Don't worry about this, Rove must have his own way."
Teresia, who grew up in a monastery since she was a child and has hardly been out, looked at Shirley with an expectant smile, a little envious.
She walked up, gently took Xue Li's arm, leaned close to the girl's ear, and asked in a low voice:
"Shirley, there are no other nuns here, tell me the truth... have you ever... held hands and kissed?
How does it feel to kiss a boy? "
A series of questions about men and women made Shirley's face flushed.
Tricia looked at the blush on the girl's face, clicked her tongue, and looked from head to toe at the childhood playmate who grew up together.
Shirley was very beautiful since she was a child, but growing up in such a difficult convent inevitably led to malnutrition.
But it has only been three years since she went to Hogwarts to study, and she is no longer as weak as she was then, but more and more beautiful.
Teresia held Shirley's hand, and started talking dirty again:
"Haven't you guys ever even kissed? That guy named Rove, how could he hold back?
Shirley, if I wasn't a girl, I would have touched you long ago, bathed you every night, and smeared your whole body with halazi. "
Xue Li was so annoyed that she rolled her eyes at her friend who was open-mouthed and said, "Stop talking nonsense!"
Teresia made a face, "It's really funny, which of us is a nun and who is a witch?"
Shirley was about to scratch Teresia's armpit when she suddenly whispered, "Sister Rabeti is here."
Teresia also quickly let go of Shirley, and continued to pick up moss pretending to be.
Rabeti came over and didn't care about the obvious lazy behavior of the two of them just now, but said in a hurried voice:
"Shirley, a guest just came to live in your room, she wants to see you, let you be a tour guide, and accompany her to visit our nunnery.
You go to see her with me now, remember to have a good attitude and speak nicely, she has donated a lot of pounds to us! "
Shirley nodded expressionlessly, put down the basket, and left with Rabeti.
They walked through the yard, along the stairs, to the second floor, and when they were about to enter the room, Rabeti held Shirley again, and said seriously:
"The dean asked me to tell you, don't mention your school and other things in front of outsiders, do you understand?"
Shirley nodded and walked into the room quickly. She was stunned when she saw the young woman and the box on the table.
Love turned around, glanced at Shirley, suppressed a smile and said:
"Sister Rabeti, you can go back first. If you have this little girl, just stay with me."
"Miss Scamander, call me if you have anything to do." Rabetty turned and left.
Love walked to the door, glanced outside, then backed up, and locked the door. She looked at the girl who was stunned, and said with a smile:
"Why, it's only been a month since I haven't seen you, are you stupid?"
Shirley looked at the young woman with weird eyes, and asked tentatively, "Rove?"
"It's me." Rove smiled warmly and said in a warm voice, "Xue Li, long time no see."
The girl looked at the young woman, her lips moved slightly, she couldn't say the right words, and finally had to cry and laugh:
"Have you taken Polyjuice Potion?"
Rove hummed, and proudly said, "I used Margaery's hair to sneak into your nun's congregation openly."
Shirley blinked her eyes and said, "You look so weird."
"Your outfit is also quite strange." Rove looked at the white serge robe on the girl and said with a smile, "The witch has become a nun?"
"Is it ugly?" Shirley gently twisted the corner of her cuffs with her fingers, feeling a little cramped for a while.
If she had known that Luo Fu would come today, she would have changed back into her own clothes at the risk of being punished by the nanny, and would have gone to take a bath, unlike now, who is covered in mud and sweat, which is very embarrassing.
"No, it's pretty, Shirley." The boy smiled and said, "I really like your nun's attire, but..."
The girl raised her face and asked, "But what?"
Rove stretched out his hand, Shirley didn't dodge, and let the boy untie the nun's turban on his head.
Rove wrapped Shirley's beautiful ponytail around her shoulders and hung it on the girl's chest, and helped her brush the soft hair around her ears, and said with a soft smile:
"It looks better this way."
The soft and tender earlobes of the girl with ponytails were deliberately rubbed by the young man with his fingers, and a tinge of pink appeared instantly, almost dripping water.
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