Miss Moriarty wants to save Mihua Town today too

This serene appearance now highlights this temperament even more. The thin breath like a summer breeze may be ignored if you don't listen carefully, just like a weak woman locked in a tower in a fantasy story.

"It's weird..." Shirley couldn't help muttering.

She picked up Winnet's slender and white hand, pressed it in the palm of her hand, and wiped her back. Soon, the owner of the hand woke up, and her dazed and beautiful face wrinkled with force.

Seeing this, Shirley took off the towel, put the towel on Winnet's pale forehead, followed the soft contours of the left and right sideburns, and wiped it all the way to the edge of the shiny, thick, fluffy, hyacinth-like silver hair, and then pinched it on purpose. The nose is straight and straight, and then through the smooth and delicate cheeks, it falls to the silky, sexy and sleepy lips.

Winnet's small face seemed to be covered by a kidnapper, and she twisted and loosened: "Uh...uh, I can come to wipe my face..."

"Oh, really?" Shirley turned and leaned down.

Winnet felt that this was strange, so she held Shirley's wrist with her uninjured right hand, and said to her, "It's mainly the back, I can do the front by myself, but... I still need to trouble you to help me get through the water. "

Because there is not even a decent basin in the bathroom, Winnet doesn't want to be sprayed all over when the water is leaking, and then start wiping again.

Shirley smiled: "Ah, you'll feel flustered when you're with a woman. If the organization asks you to use your beauty to seduce a big shot for assassination, wouldn't it be a failure right away?"

Miss Winnet's face froze.

Wow, this man's mouth is so poisonous!

Miss Winnet was aroused to confront her mentality, and said stammeringly: "I... I don't need to use, use beauty or anything..."

Shirley continued to wipe despite Winnet's pleas.

She wiped and said, "Think about it, there are quite a few scenes like that in the movie, sneaking into the scene as a maid or actor, or entering the man's room as a door lady, judging by the criteria of a killer, you can't Are you letting go of these opportunities? Even if there is no real progress, it is very likely that you will be touched by me like this, so it is better for you to get used to it now?"

"What do you think, Abis?"

"Or, have you sworn to dedicate your body to God?"

From the downward perspective, Winnet always felt that Shirley's smile was getting bigger and bigger, and even a little smile could be captured in her words.

"Before he does that, I'll punch him in the face!"

Miss Winette made a posture of Bajiquan, which was taught to her by her adoptive father when she was young. In close combat, she seemed to be blessed by the Lord, and she almost never lost to anyone.

Shirley smiled and watched Winnet's tense body.

"Compared to thinking about those things," Shirley pinched Winnet's left forearm, "Don't let the wound open now, is the most important thing?"

"Okay, the front is almost done, leave the privacy to yourself, turn around, hurry up! I'm going to sleep after I take a shower, what a bad day!"

Urged and pushed by Shirley, Winnet exposed her back in front of Shirley.

The touch from the back is a bit unreal.No matter when she was a pastor, or now in her life as a killer, she doesn't like to leave other people's backs.

If Shirley didn't have the element of "sister" that affects her, would she stab her from behind with a weapon now, kill herself and run away?

Talking about jokes might also have the possibility of spying on her ability, but Winnet felt very tired and didn't bother to think about anything. The feeling of being wrapped in moisture and warmth made her feel elated.

At this moment, she felt a slap on her ass.

"Hey, although it looks flat, it's surprisingly elastic..." Winnet heard Shirley's voice.

Uh, this has reached the point of harassment, right?

What is this for, to test Miss Winette's bottom line?

Ms. Winnet can't take advantage of people's short mouths and short hands, so it's not easy to have a sudden attack. Moreover, she is not the only one who was injured in today's incident.

She glanced sideways at Shirley.

Physical injury or inner injury, which side is better?

In fact, they all influence each other, but the latter has a stronger influence on the former.

She waited quietly for the end of the whole process, and then heard the sound of water hitting her skin. She turned around and saw that Shirley had already stepped to the place covered by the spray, her head was slightly lowered, and her brown hair was hanging down like a sunflower that was not growing well. She was talking, not in the irregular water flow, making it impossible to guess what she was thinking.

Winnet watched as she dried herself.

There was no change of clothes, and Winnet had only a vest on.

Just as she was about to walk out of the bathroom door, she heard the sound of the spray stopping and Shirley's voice.

"Get me a towel, it's by the sink."

Winnet did so with some doubts, and after handing it over to Shirley, she asked, "Aren't you going to wash it for a while?"

"Since there is no change of clothes, it's easy to catch a cold after washing for too long. I haven't fought for so long like you, so I'll be fine if I wash my body a little bit."

Shirley wiped her hair, turned to look at Winnet, and said with a smile, "Why, do you want to return to the way you wiped your body?"

Stimulated by Shirley, Winnet immediately turned her head and went back to the attic room.

Although the room is large, it is not divided into multiple rooms like an ordinary living room. Only the space on the inside is placed with two beds.

"Even if it's such a poor place, it's huge...America, something seems to make it so big..."

Winnet stared at the empty beds for a while, and when she was hesitating which one to choose, Shirley walked in naked.

Seeing this, Winnet was a little dumbfounded.

I even wore a vest for the time being. Although the clothes I wore before may not be very clean, should I be more careful when I am with strangers?

Even if the partner of the cohabitation is a woman, it is not certain that the other party is not interested in girls at all, is it?

Miss Winette said it was not an insinuation of herself.

Shirley found the white coat she had lent to Winnet, shook herself, sat on one of the beds, looked up at Winnet, and said, "Even if you just stand there, the bed won't be clean by itself. , if you don’t want to cover that kind of quilt that has been used by countless people, come here.”

Shirley lay down on the mattress, lifted a corner of her white coat, and patted it.

"Come here..." Winnet was a little slow, "meaning?"

Xue Li turned over and said quietly: "Are you a fool? Of course I mean sleeping together, which can also have a warm effect. Of course, if you don't want to, I won't force it."

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ps: Xiao Ai is, of course, a tsundere, black-bellied and poisonous-tongue attacker!

031 Rebellious Shirley

Why wouldn't Miss Winnet dare?

It happened to be cold in a vest!

Huh, Xiao Mian, Miss Winnett is going to be a body temperature predator today!

Without saying a word, Winnet opened a corner of her white coat and got in.

The two of them are not big in size, and they can't even stick their backs together, but they can obviously feel the body temperature escaping from the other side through their backs.

The warmth made Winnet feel a little distracted. She closed her eyes and opened them again. Not long after, she heard steady breathing.

Through the sound, Winnet accurately judged that Shirley behind her had fallen asleep. Just when she was about to fall asleep, she suddenly heard a sound that seemed to be sobbing.

Sleep talking?

Because the voice was very vague, Winnet couldn't hear clearly, and could vaguely distinguish words such as "sister", "sorry", and "I've had enough".

Probably because I don't know that I have the habit of talking in my sleep.

For her, the rootless and floating memories left in the past can only be kept deep in her heart. Fortunately, she has no habit of talking in her sleep.

Since Shirley didn't notice this, it means that she has always been alone. To some extent, she is more pitiful than Sister Alyssa who serves the Lord alone. After all, she doesn't even have a god, only one who doesn't know Is the surviving sister.

But since the organization arranged for them to meet, it meant that Shirley's sister should still be alive, not even a bad one.

For Shirley, this should be a comfort, a comfort that supports her along the way.

What is such an object for myself?

Only the teachings of the Lord are enough for me. Are you so easy to be satisfied?

Winnet gradually became drowsy amid wild thoughts, and when she regained consciousness, she found that her body was extraordinarily warm, and there was still a faint fragrance in the air.

With a dizzy head, Winnet sat up and found that a small blanket was covering her body at some point.

This is obviously not something that should be in this house. Seeing Shirley sitting at the table, she quickly realized that during her coma, Shirley went out to buy goods.

Holding so many things alone, a little girl with oriental features must attract attention, I hope I don't get caught by some annoying guy...

Rubbing the corners of her eyes, Winnet couldn't help but analyze the current situation from the perspective of crisis.

Immediately, she smelled a very fragrant smell.

Seeing Winnet wake up, Shirley also tapped her cheek on the table and said, "The sun has already risen very high. Seeing that you slept soundly, I didn't call you."

Winnett first confirmed her mobile phone, which was still in the same place as last night, and there was a new email from Belmode on it, asking her to pick up the package at the designated location.

Seeing Winnet's actions, Shirley smiled brightly.

Winnet felt weird and couldn't reverse the inherent impression formed before.

In the next instant, Winnet saw Shirley draw a pistol from behind.

I have only seen the guns in the illustrated book.

The MATEBA produced in Italy is a firearm with a cylinder set at the bottom to reduce recoil as the shooting concept.

If this is the weapon Belmode prepared in the package, the bullets used should be the .0.357 Magnum bullets that she has handy.

Seeing the black muzzle of the gun, Winnet frowned.

The interior is empty, there is no place to hide, and everything at hand can be easily pierced.

Sleeping like a dead pig that can't wake up is too abnormal for her.

Sleeping pills?

It seemed that Shirley had touched her hands and feet in the water she drank after cleaning last night. No wonder she felt drowsy several times during the process of wiping her body.

Believing someone directly is a fatal thing for a killer.

Now, Miss Winette experienced this firsthand.

but--

Winnet didn't feel nervous at all, and slowly lowered her feet to the ground.

"Even with a steel guy like that, do you really have the guts to shoot?"

With that said, Winnet stood up slowly, watching the muzzle of the gun go up.

Shirley had an expression of ease: "How many years do you think I have been in the organization? I have long been familiar with the use of guns. As for shooting... I have seen so many people die in front of me." , do you think I will be afraid of these?"

"Instead of worrying about me, how about worrying about yourself? Abis, you are much more stupid than I imagined, and you let me go so far. Now, I will let you experience the consequences of your inaction!"

At the moment the sound fell, Winnet rushed towards Shirley in a Z shape.

Shirley swayed the gun from side to side, trying to aim, but Winnet's speed exceeded her expectations. The next second, she fell off the stool and made a heavy contact with the ground.

Winnet's knee was on her throat, and the picked matbu was pressed against Shirley's head.

But after getting the gun, Winnet felt that the weight was wrong. She took apart the wheel and saw that there was not even a round of ammunition inside.

She looked at Shirley with incomprehensible eyes, and asked, "What's the point of you angering me like this?"

Shirley looked away: "It's not provoking, it's just evaluating, such as the probability of my own escape, um... as long as I keep a sufficient distance from you, it should be quite high, unsuspecting Miss Winnett."

Looking up at Winnet again, Shirley laughed again when she saw Winnet let go of her knees and put down the gun.

She coughed dryly twice, sat up and said, "You are really hard-hitting, don't you know how to be compassionate and cherish jade?"

"I only saw a little girl who didn't even understand the situation, and was provoking the supervisor." Winnet lifted the stool up, "I can forgive you this time, next time..."

With that said, Winnet picked up the fruit knife on the table.

Seeing her picking up the knife, Shirley didn't show any panic, she just stood up from the ground and patted her clothes.

Shirley asked back: "What? Are you going to shoot me down, or put me in a cement bucket and throw me into the sea?"

"You can't do that anyway, as long as I'm still useful in the organization."

Seeing Shirley's confident look, Miss Winnet was very angry.

This is because she has a good temper and is compassionate, how can she repair it, but if she is a member of another organization, how dare Shirley moles the other party!

Although he couldn't do anything that would endanger Shirley's personal safety, it shouldn't be a problem to strip her naked and humiliate her severely.

"Believe it or not..."

Just when Miss Winette was about to be overwhelmed by anger, she had a flash of inspiration again, so she changed her words and advised herself: "You must get rid of all bitterness, rage, anger, clamor, slander, and all malice."