The sacred right side of a certain comic

Today's night is a bit dark, with thick clouds covering the bright moonlight. In an old and sparsely populated neighborhood on the outskirts of London, an incandescent light shines from an apartment.

Ten o'clock in the evening is when the nightlife begins for some people, but for some people, this is the time when they need to fall asleep.

Roy was sitting in the living room, shaking a wine glass in his hand. There was a glass of sparkling wine in his hand. A British TV series was playing on the TV. The noisy TV sounded throughout the apartment, just like a most ordinary house.

He looked across the living room to the bedroom beside him. At this time, Laura was bending down and holding a bed sweeping broom in her hand. She was carefully sweeping away the few dust, lint and other things on the bed, and was cleaning it. Later, I saw her taking out a clean sheet from the cabinet and shaking it vigorously.

Seeing Laura squatting on the bed and spreading the sheets, Roy had a strange look in his eyes.

Laura's appearance really gave a sense of familiarity. Probably a long, long time ago, when Roy was an ordinary person, his mother, an ordinary person, always talked like this while spreading the sheets for him. Although He had almost forgotten those nagging words, but the warm feeling had not changed at all.

Roy quickly shook his head and forgot this strange thought. The person in front of him was Laura Stuart, the big devil on the tree of life. It was okay to say that he was her sister, but it was definitely not his mother anyway.

"call……"

After laying out the sheets, Laura's body got off the bed bit by bit. She wiped the sweat from her forehead, took out the changed sheets and placed them on the sofa next to Roy, with clear eyes. Looking at him, his voice was crisp:"……Brother, do you want to take a shower first?"

At this time, Roy, who was drinking sparkling wine like an uncle, put down his glass. He turned down the sound of the TV and asked with a smile:"……Do you have a change of underwear?"

"Yes, there are new ones in the cabinet. I'll get them for you."

Laura's snow-white feet were in slippers, exposing her slender ankles. She trotted to the cabinet and rummaged around inside, finding a brand new set of men's underwear. When she saw that set of men's clothes , Roy just shook his head and said:"……The Puritan supreme bishop actually had underwear for men in his home. If the Puritan people found out about this, they would probably be frightened."

Laura puffed up her cheeks when she heard this and hummed:"……Although Puritanism does not prohibit marriage and does not have many requirements for clergy, as the supreme bishop, I have decided to dedicate myself wholeheartedly to God and will not get married."

She seemed to be afraid that Roy would misunderstand something, and her face was very hurried.

"I don't want you to get married either."

Roy took the set of underwear, raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled softly at Laura.

"Why don't you want me to get married?"

Laura asked in a strange way.

Standing there with his clothes in hand, Roy was thinking seriously. After a while, he looked at Laura and looked into her clear and beautiful eyes. Every word was like a word. Just like remembering his words deeply,"……Because I like you and don't want you to marry anyone."

Laura's breath was suffocated, her eyes were evasive, her hands were behind her back, and she repeated again with a slight stutter:"……I will not marry, I have decided to dedicate everything I have to God"

"God cannot be obtained unless that God is me. Roy said forcefully. He raised his eyebrows at Laura and walked into the bathroom with a smile.

This bathroom did not exist in the past, and it was also the only renovation of this apartment. As a girl who loves to be clean, Laura specially built a bathroom here

"You are blaspheming God. If you blaspheme God in front of the supreme bishop of Puritanism, you will be burned on the stake!"

Laura jumped on her feet outside the bathroom and yelled sweetly, but Roy pretended not to hear her and turned on the shower in the bathroom and started rinsing.

This shower is also from Academy City. Products, it seems that Laura bought many daily necessities from Aleister.

A big demon actually said that he believed in God, and Roy really believed it, because Coronzon is a demon on the tree of life, and her essence Close to an angel, as a demon who guards the abyss and prevents others from entering, Coronzon has become more like a warrior of God in the concept of occultism, guarding the secrets of the abyss for God.

Men always wash up quickly, even if Roy's The body of the Holy Son and the body of original sin have made his body close to clean, but what he needs to take a bath is the relaxing mood.

After washing, he put on the clothes Laura prepared for him, Roy wiped his hair and walked out of the bathroom room, and said to Laura who was sitting on the sofa in a daze:"……I've finished washing. Go and wash it quickly."

"Um……"

Laura lowered her head and responded. She didn't dare to look at Roy, walked past him quickly, and closed the door quickly.

Not long after, the sound of water running came from inside. Through the frosted glass of the door, Roy could see Laura's slim figure reflected on it. After staring at it for a long time, he slowly turned back and walked into the bedroom.

An hour later, when Roy was about to fall asleep while playing with his cell phone, he heard the sound of the bathroom door being opened, followed by the TV and lights in the living room being turned off.

Laura wore a pure white ruffled nightgown with suspenders, exposing her pink shoulders, and walked into the bedroom wearing slippers. Her skin just after taking a bath was pink and attractive, and a faint fragrance hit her nostrils, filling the entire small space. The bedrooms seemed to have turned into blooming gardens, with flowers blooming in all their beauty.

Her blond hair, which was more than 2.5 times her height, poured down like a galaxy and scattered on the ground like a tapestry. Water droplets dripped down her female body, revealing a silent charm.

Roy's breathing became much lighter. When he saw Laura's blond hair, he was startled and subconsciously said:"……Have you washed your hair?"

"How could I wash my hair? If I washed my hair, I probably wouldn’t even be able to sleep tonight. She frowned and said angrily.

Girls with long hair are very troublesome, especially since they have to blow-dry for a long time after washing their hair. With Laura's hair length, she probably needs to find several servants to come and blow-dry her hair.

"You liked to have long hair when you were little, but at that time your hair only reached your ankles, and now it is so long."

Roy stretched out his hand, wanting to lift up her golden and smooth hair, but when Roy's hand was about to touch her hair, Laura suddenly grabbed Roy's wrist and stared at his His eyes were like praying:"……Don't touch it, okay?"

Perhaps she was afraid that Roy would misunderstand something, so she explained in detail:"……There is a woman's secret hidden in her hair. I concentrated my magic power on my hair, and it took me a hundred years to grow it so long. There is a special spell in my hair. It is equivalent to a powerful spiritual outfit. It would be very dangerous to touch it."

Roy didn't force it. He retracted his hand, then lowered his head and looked at the small shop and asked:"……How to sleep at night?"

Seeing that Roy was not tangled in her hair, Laura secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She pulled back her overly long hair slightly with her hands and said with a smile from the corner of her eyes:"……You sleep inside and I sleep outside. My hair is too long and it will be uncomfortable if I sleep inside."

"Then you have to be careful that I kick you to the ground tonight, Laura."

Roy made a joke with her, moved in, and inadvertently glanced at Laura's long golden hair again from the corner of his eyes.

According to old legend, there is a devil hidden in a woman's hair!_Feilu reminded You: Three things about reading - collection,