My Private Marvel System

After a long while, the wooden door of the changing room opened and a slender, fair-skinned young girl walked out.

The skin that had been covered by the robe for a long time was slightly pale, and on the white and tender legs of the lotus root, there were a pair of plump thighs that made people unable to look away. The thin Xiaoman has a curved waist, and the two are not very big, but they are very firm and plump, revealing a girl's unique vitality.

The girl's face was flushed at this time, and her hands were pulling the hem of the miniskirt very hard. Walking awkwardly to the floor-to-ceiling mirror, the girl widened her eyes in amazement.

Patty's eyes are beautiful, and her hazel eyes are moisturized.

After turning around in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror a few times, the girl seemed to adapt slightly to this very ‘exposed’ dress.

"Patty, I'm going to eat soon."

The mother's monotonous voice sounded outside the door, and the uniform life completely smoothed out all the thoughts of this Jewish woman.

"Good mother, I will come right away."

Patty was a little nervous, but after hundreds of drills and rehearsals, she quickly calmed down. Change clothes and try to calm down the excitement and flushing on the facial features. Patty sullen his face, smoothing his Jewish robe and walked out of the room.

After prayer and dinner, Patty was told that he needed to go to the church to discuss matters today.

"Is it the stranger?"

Patty is very concerned about new things, but her excitement and curiosity are obviously not suitable for the rigid and serious Jewish teachings.

"Pay attention to your behavior, God will be watching you."

Patty's father inherited the Jewish stereotypes and warned his daughter in a deep voice.

Patty answered, shrank and prayed for her sins.

One by one, Jewish families gathered in the church like a black triangle square. Parents are first, children are behind. Meeting each other is only a very polite nod, or an unsavory "good day".

Compared with the Jewish family full of decorations, the church is much simpler.

The hard and thick marble stairs stepped on and rattled, and the color was biased towards a single church decoration to appear solemn. Everyone took their seats one after another in accordance with the prescribed positions, like precision instruments.

There was no whispering and no whispering. Except for the curious gazes of the young Jewish teenagers, the whole church is quiet like a funeral home.

"Boom boom"

The dull gavel sounded, and everyone's eyes immediately converged on Pastor Geer and Old Marshall.

Compared with the serious and old-fashioned Pastor Geer, the old Marshall has a touch of humanity and kindness on him. Old Marshall was Michel's grandfather. His son and daughter-in-law were deviled, and they never came back after leaving the Jewish parish. Although the old Marshall was kind and kind, he would never indulge his children. So after his son and daughter-in-law left, he immediately severed the father-son relationship under the witness of the whole village.

"Good day everyone, may God bless you."

Pastor Geer is more powerful, so he usually presides over such meetings.

"Our diocese broke into an outsider, and we gathered here today to discuss how to deal with this outsider." Geer is not a wordy person, and his rigorous personality makes him have no hobbies except God.

There was silence below, and then there was a very depressing discussion. Everyone lowered their voices, like an underground party joint.

"God, the rumor is actually true?"

"Outsider? What is there for negotiation? Why not drive him away?!"

"Oh my God, outsiders can bring disasters. Have we forgotten those lessons?"

Geer frowned and looked at the following discussion, subconsciously rubbing the cross on his chest: "Lord Marshall, I think the people need a reasonable explanation."

Old Marshall nodded, patted the non-existent dust, and walked to the wooden podium.

As soon as Old Marshall came to power, the following comments disappeared. It seems that Old Marshall's prestige is still good.

"Good day everyone, I think everyone knows the news that the outsider lives in the church."

Old Marshallton paused and saw that everyone was listening carefully. Then he continued: "But because of his special circumstances, the church discussed with me and felt that it would be best for everyone to decide the fate of the foreigner together. "

He signaled the strong religious people who had been waiting next to him. After a long while, a young man who was not sober was brought up.

With a medium body of about 1.75 meters and a fairly tough physique, only the Latin-style face carried a silly smile.

"Wow~!!!"

The power of this outsider is like a nuclear bomb, and the originally peaceful churchmen fry the pot instantly! The people in the front row were fidgeting like a monkey injected with stimulants, as if the young man in front of him was carrying the Ebola virus.

"Look, his clothes are so fashionable!!"

This was a Jewish teenager who hadn't even watched TV. His curly hair made him look dull and boring. Only a pair of curious eyes stared at the young man's clothes.

"I bet that the clothes must be expensive! Look at the shoes, what they seem to be..."

The curiosity of the teenagers is ignited like fireworks. If the colors are not released, they will not stop this exciting discussion.

"God, please forgive these ignorant children!"

"Shut up all! You are blaspheming the Lord, talking about others but you are going to hell!"

The dull and serious parents seemed to have seen something incredible, and quickly covered the curious eyes of their children, as if only in this way could they stop the ‘unbearable’ discussion.

"Quiet! Quiet!"

Pastor Geer banged the gavel hard ~www.ltnovel.com~ With a slightly majestic gaze, he glanced over the church members below: "The Lord said that helping others is a virtue. But I don't want our peaceful life to be destroyed, I It is recommended to raise funds to donate to this outsider so that he can be properly settled."

"Pastor Geer, I don't agree with you. This outsider has already shown symptoms of being unable to take care of himself. We shouldn't leave him alone, even if he is an outsider." Old Marshall's voice was very soft, but It was supported by most Jewish people.

Long-term washing of faith, coupled with almost isolation here. Although foreigners are very repulsive, some people are even hostile to foreigners. But in any case, the main thrust of Judaism to persuade people to be good still affects most of the ideas, and there are still better people.

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The muddled brain is like shredded tofu brains, and the limbs are like machines lacking lubricating oil, showing signs of coldness.

His mind was dizzy, Dole felt like he was seasick, with an indescribable sense of weightlessness, walking like stepping on cotton. You can't even curl your tongue when you open your mouth. The eyeballs and eyelids were separated, and there was no way to make any normal facial expressions.