Chapter 481 Girl's Feet
Rove and Shirley had been separated for a long time, and when they met again, they had many things to talk about.
But staying in the room with the door closed could easily arouse the suspicion of other nuns.
And Rove will stay in this monastery for a few days, long nights, and some time for in-depth exchanges, so there is no need to rush this moment.
So, they quickly walked out of the room and wandered around the Sisters of Tomes.
In the monastery, there are three distinct buildings, one is a major seminary, where nuns live; the other is a church, where they pray on weekdays; and the other is a cemetery, where dead nuns are buried.
Under Shirley's leadership, the teenager went deep into the monastery, and only then did he feel what a "female" convent is.
There were nuns everywhere, not a single man, and they all wore identical attire, half covering their faces, looking like replicas.
This is the real "face blindness".
But Rove still found a blind spot. Although the styles of the nuns' costumes were the same, the colors were different.
Some nuns wore black robes with a white veil over their faces, while others wore white robes.
Shirley grew up here, so she naturally explained:
"Preparatory nuns and novice nuns will wear white serge robes, and they will change to black robes after they become official nuns after practicing and making vows."
Rove nodded slightly. He looked at the nuns passing by, and commented: "The black nun's robe looks better, it has a very special sense of mystery."
Although I want to be pretty and filial, the ascetic style of the black nun's robe is more attractive. If it is paired with black silk with lace, it will be lore.
Shirley glanced at the young man thoughtfully, and suddenly whispered, "Rove, I have a black nun's robe..."
The girl with the ponytail wanted to turn around and show it to him, but when she saw the young man staring at her obsessively, a look of shyness appeared on her face, and she temporarily changed her words:
"Rove, if you like it, you can change it yourself!"
Rove thought Shirley was going to wear it, but when he heard what she said, he twitched the corner of his mouth in disappointment and said:
"I like to see other people wear it, but it doesn't mean I want to wear it."
"You wear it once, let me see it... just once." Shirley reached out and grabbed Rove's sleeve, shaking it coquettishly, and said with a bright smile:
"I won't tell anyone...including Hermione!"
Seeing Shirley's playful expression of anticipation, Rove raised his hand and lightly poked her forehead, bargaining:
"You show it to me first... I'll show you it, how about it? Fair and just."
The girl with ponytail looked at Rove's hot eyes, and saw that he didn't seem to be joking, so she bit her lips lightly, expecting and shyly saying:
"Okay... it's a deal!"
Both of them felt that they were not at a disadvantage, and couldn't wait for the night to fall. They walked all the way to the Clyde River.
The river has a course that passes through the monastery and is enclosed by a wall.
Shirley led Rove slowly on the road by the river. The ground was very flat and paved with large blue stones.
When they passed a section of river covered by dense vegetation, they walked over and sat down by the river to rest.
Xue Li stretched out her hand to grab a handful of the cool river water, and gently washed her face, her movements were very gentle.
Rove was more rough, lying on the ground with his buttocks upright, sinking his whole head into the river, and finally raised his head suddenly, shouting happily.
"Is the water very cold?" Shirley took out a tissue from her pocket, handed it to Rove, and said softly:
"When we were young, we had no place to cool off from the summer heat, so we would sneak here to take a bath, and if the mother found out, we would not give us dinner.
Another time I fell into the water and almost drowned, but suddenly the magic rioted and flew up from the river.
The nuns thought it was an apparition of Christ, and I thought so too at the time, but I later found out that I was a witch. "
Rove sat beside Shirley, quietly listening to her stories about her childhood, interjecting occasionally to ask for some details.
As the sun slowly set, the prayer bells in the church in the distance slowly spread in the monastery and then disappeared.
At dusk, the entire monastery seemed to be asleep.
Rove and Shirley sat side by side in the shade of the trees, quietly listening to the sound of the rushing water of the small river, the rustling of the wind blowing through the leaves, and the sound of insects flapping their wings on the grass.
Xue Li looked at the boy's reflection in the river, and suddenly said, "Rove, it's time for your compound soup."
Rove touched his face. He could feel the changes in his body and was returning to its original appearance. He hummed and said:
"It's okay, I've set up a magic not far away, no nun will be able to approach here, and when I'm about to leave, I'll take the compound decoction."
Shirley turned her head and looked at Rove's familiar face. The breeze picked up the river and gently blew the girl's ponytail. She suddenly reached out, pulled out a strand of red hair, handed it to the boy, and said seriously:
"Rove, next time you need to use Polyjuice Potion to turn into a girl, you can use my hair."
Rove took the strand of wine-red hair and put it in the palm of his hand. He sniffed it lightly, and assured him:
"I remember."
Shirley smiled with satisfaction. She took off her shoes and socks, put her feet in the cool water, and shook them gently.
The girl with the ponytail suddenly thought of playing a prank, and picked up the river water with her feet, and the water droplets fell on the boy, making him wet all over.
Shirley smiled and giggled, but Rove was not a vegetarian either. Seeing the right moment, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the girl's restless foot.
Shirley turned pale with fright, and she still wanted to struggle, but Rove had already firmly held his ankle with his hands, showing a smug smile.
The girl with ponytails had beautiful feet, with slender toes and soft color, which were neatly arranged like agates. The color of the nails was comparable to the light red shells picked up by the sea, and the heels were round, like pearls.
Luo Fu held a pair of small and exquisite jade feet in his hands. His hands were as smooth as jade. Under the sunlight, his fair skin shone with a crystal clear luster.
Shirley's breathing became short of breath, especially when she felt the young man's hands holding her instep, fingers rubbing her toes, her whole body was trembling.
The girl with ponytail wanted to pull her feet back, but her whole body seemed to lose her strength in an instant, and she could no longer pull those feet that no one had touched before except herself from the boy's arms.
Shirley supported her body with her hands, bit her lips lightly, and looked up at Rove obsessively.
The sky slowly dimmed.
The girl finally said in a hoarse voice, "Rove, let's go back... It's time for Mammy to find us."
Rove hummed, reached out to help Shirley put on her shoes and socks, then stood up and patted the dirt on her buttocks.
Xue Li was still sitting on the ground, she was completely red from her ears to her neck, when she saw the young man looking over, she stretched out her hands and said shyly and embarrassingly:
"Rove, my whole body is so weak that I really can't stand up...you can carry me back."
Rove squatted down, lifted Shirley lightly on his back, and walked forward slowly. The girl lying on the boy's warm shoulders sang softly a song she learned in the choir when she was a child.
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