【Notre Dame Cathedral】Salome of the Archdeacon

Lily and Christina climbed out of the bathtub, wearing bathrobes and thinking about it by the fire, their skirts were all soaked in water, and the fabric was wrinkled after it couldn’t get wet. The coal iron iron was ironed repeatedly, but it was still not smooth enough, her skirt was scrapped, and her jewelry was lost.

Christina decided to "revenge", she thought of a wonderful way to humiliate the gypsy girls: "Lily, let Phoebe invite those gypsy sluts to your house tomorrow, let's give them some color, otherwise Sha That stinky woman Le Mei will never know how powerful my aunt is! If you dare to make me unhappy, I will let them all suffer!"

"It's not necessary, Christina, they are so annoying, why do you want to contact them on purpose, you want me to say that the gypsies did save us, but they are also responsible for what happened to us, anyway, don't bother anyone That's fine, I don't want to mess with that group of people, winter is enough to make me melancholy, without a beautiful fountain, I can't even go out for a picnic." Miss Lily pouted and looked out of the window, and Mrs. Gongde Yuegui was directing The servant salvages the carriage.

Mrs. Gongde Yuegui was frightened to death. Two of her own children were almost drowned. When asked what happened, they didn't say anything, only that the horse was shocked.

"Who touched her on purpose..." Christina absent-mindedly applied light red honey flower juice on her lips, and looked in the mirror: "Don't you want to see that rough guy like Ares who's 'mother hate' again?"

"I can't invite men to my house." Lily rubbed jasmine oil on her hair, and stared at Christina shyly, "What are you talking about..."

"Look, Phoebe messed up this time, I don't think you love him very much." Christina touched the mole on her chin.

"Christina, you are talking nonsense, I love my cousin deeply." Lily disapproved.

"Then why don't you call that beggar a 'smelly rascal'? You see him as a man, not an indifferent gypsy refugee. You seem to like him more than Phoebes." Christina rolled her eyes.

"You're insulting me, Christina." Miss Lily's heart was pounding.

"No, you are insulting yourself." Christina ignored her, turned around and closed the dressing box: "Don't try to hide it from me, you are very interested in him."

"Then why are you showing mercy to that guy Salome? She slapped me, shouldn't you tear her up? Do you care who's showing mercy?" Lily combed her hair with a silver comb: "Instead Usually you can beat her until her mother doesn’t even know her.” (Salome messed in: My mother really doesn’t know me now, it’s okay.)

"I... I don't have the strength, I can't beat her, okay! There are so many of them." Christina frowned impatiently.

"You have never persuaded those beggars to try if they are not afraid of death. Any crime can kill them all." Lily shook her comb, her face was a little too pale, but it was too late, she Don't want to wear rouge.

"Can I let my mother kill the beggar king first?" Christina was a little angry with Lily.

"No!" Lily covered her mouth and changed the topic: "Fortunately, your John has changed his mind. He is so crazy about you."

"Yeah, good thing... I love him too, it's all for him, yes, I'm doing it for John and the archdeacon." Christina sat on the chair and took the embroidery.

"Then do you want me to invite the gypsy woman here tomorrow?" Lily took the embroidery needle.

"Look for them to solve the problem." Christina didn't raise her eyelids.

"Esmeralda should come and explain to me... Is it necessary for that Salome to come? What problem does she have with us?" Lily didn't understand.

"Her existence is a problem, an annoying existence." Christina pokes the needle into Bree.

"Is it because she is bothering you?" Lily is not surprised, there are noble lovers of both men and women, and she has long been familiar with it: "This is very common. After you marry Mr. John, you can ask her to be your female lover. You can be like your mother, be a queen, and all the beauty is yours."

"You're insulting me, Lily." Christina didn't think she liked women, at least she didn't think she would like a gypsy slut like Salome.

"Is it because her status is too low?" Lily took a needle.

"I hate her the most. Even if I have a lover, she is a royal lady, not a despicable, despicable gypsy witch like her!" Christina shook her fan.

"Okay, I believe you are not interested in her." Lily smiled slightly.

"Of course, people who like her have bad taste. The vice-bishop is very knowledgeable and noble. Everything about him is justified, but the taste in choosing a lover is very low-level. That guy Salome is very low-level." Christina A little reconciled, that woman is already married, and even married to the archdeacon, so I might have to call her sister-in-law. Thinking about it, I get annoyed: "But it's normal, shouldn't wizards be weird?"

"Then what about you, why do you keep paying attention to Salome? You haven't stopped mocking her since you came back, and mentioned her repeatedly." Lily wanted to ask clearly.

"I've never found a person so beautiful and so repulsive, so damn cute looking and yet so damned, like foie gras mixed with sand, delicious desserts with a handful of salt, and egg shells smashed into eggs. In the liquid bowl, I'm really uneasy." Christina got up angrily, it seemed that she was really uneasy.

"It can only be said that your taste is also very low-level, Christina, don't pretend, you like her." Lily sighed and said leisurely.

"I only love John." Christina was going crazy, she was mad at herself.

"I know you love John, but you like Salome." Lily shook her head.

I was still sitting cross-legged on the ground of Notre Dame for a "picnic". I didn't care about the old bishop. Of course he had already finished his dinner and went to bed. The elderly need adequate rest. Claude respects him very much, and I don't bother to find He quarrels.Moreover, he will not reissue the marriage certificate to me!He just looks down on me sincerely!well!I am extremely depressed!What can you do with a powerful old man...

"Claude, you go back quickly, you smell so good, you smell like pine." I pouted depressed, and Claude stood next to me and stared at me, afraid that I would move again.

Claude raised his eyebrows: "Honey, can you stop holding the fruit wood steak next time when you say this, I don't know if you are praising me or it..."

"It's very fragrant, and you are even more fragrant." I gobbled it up: "I'll leave after eating these, today is the perfect wedding day, I feel great."

"Only you little guy would think this kind of newlyweds... don't go to the river beach square at night, it's so dark, your health is not good, I don't worry." Claude rubbed my hair.

"It's okay, Claude, you can rest assured to work, I will go home early, I will not dance tonight, I will only perform magic tricks, besides, he just has a bad brain and a bad body." My left hand is so tired.

"See you tomorrow, Xiaosha, I will win, don't worry." Claude folded his arms and smiled as he watched me finish eating the last piece of cake.

"I trust you completely." I flirted, rubbing my hands on his face.

"I want to say good night to you solemnly, Mr. Claude." I put down the butter pudding, and under Claude's shocked gaze, I raised the clay pot at hand and took a big sip. It was so choking and spicy that I drool Tears, I still tried my best to swallow the food choked in my throat, blinked my tears, and held back the hot tears: "Well, I'm actually quite delicate."

I don't believe that I'm pretty, hehe, I wiped the oil on my mouth with the back of my hand, stood up solemnly, took out a small bottle of rouge in my belt bag, painted it on my lips, printed it on his snow-white handkerchief, wrapped it His marriage certificate was stuffed into the purse around his waist.

"Xiaosha, that vodka just now... has a high concentration..." Claude looked at me dangling worriedly, and supported my waist.

"It's not tea, it's okay, I'm okay..." I tiptoed and grabbed his head, holding his face, my eyes were a little blurred: "Claude, mua~ I seem to have kissed crookedly, Why do you have four faces, help me! I can't kiss you!"

"Here." Claude put his face on my lips, and I smirked a few times in satisfaction.

"You go, I'm so high now, my lord, goodbye!" I lowered my hands, bent over, and bowed 180 degrees. I actually bent forward in my sitting position: "I want to tie my shoes ... Where are my shoelaces, how can I run 800 meters without laces on my sneakers...Dad! Mom!"

I dreamed back to the physical exam on the eve of the senior high school entrance exam again, don't say anything, fake alcohol hurts people.

"I'm overwhelmed, I'm free! Claude~ little derder~ how do you feel~" I climbed onto Claude's waist and put my arms around his neck: "Mom and Dad..."

"Who are you calling?" Claude rubbed my hair.

"Claude, I don't have a father, I don't have a mother... I'm an orphan... an orphan!" I was so wronged that I didn't have a father or a mother in my life. I grabbed Claude's collar and was furious.

"Oh, you have, Dad loves you the most." Claude coaxed me softly, hugged me in circles like a baby, and patted my back.

"No! No prprprpr... I don't have a father! You are taking advantage of me! Hehe! Hiccup~" I burst into tears again, crying in a daze, and let out my feelings in his arms: "Claude, you will be me from now on Hard-boiled husband, woo...why are you so mean? You treated me much better than my father. He left our family behind and left. You are much better than him! Can you abandon me? No! You can't! Woooooo...you are so nice..."

Claude coaxed the girl in his arms, carried her to the bedroom, and put her to sleep, but I jumped down, twisted my buttocks and ran wildly upstairs, and shook my hand slightly, like a broken wing The little chick, Claude felt that he had accumulated virtue for several lifetimes, and married such a beauty with a bad mind.

"I'll never leave you, come here, Xiaosha! You're running too fast!" Claude chased after me helplessly.

"I'm free! Freedom! You can't catch me, Claude! Long live! Hola!" I ran faster and faster with my hands behind my back like a ninja, and smashed open the door of Claude's bedroom.

"Huh..." Claude grabbed my hand, gave an indestructible grip to the bowknot gauze like garlic sprouts on my head, and let out a long breath: "God!"

"Claude~" I grabbed Claude's robe collar and ran in, kissing his neck.

"Xiaosha, don't take my clothes off." Claude pushed me onto the bed, and I, "Master Strippers", possessed me.

"Do you think I'm ugly! Huh..." I cried angrily because Claude wouldn't let me take off his clothes.

"How come!" Claude leaned on me, wiping the tears on my face.

I pulled his hand over and put it in my jacket solemnly: "Then you take your hand over and feel my fiery heart!"

"Cough!" The vicar choked on his own saliva.

I started drinking again: "Claude, are you sick!"

"Huh?" I was startled, and he was dumbfounded.

"Woo...I'm already like this, and you didn't respond..." I howled so sadly.

Claude changed into a comfortable position, put his arms on his face, watched me cry bitterly, and wiped my tears with a smile: "Then how should I react? Dear madam?"

"Shouldn't you praise me? Is my figure good!" I growled sweetly.

"Okay." Claude kissed my forehead as a goodnight kiss, covered me with the quilt, and got up to leave.

"I know I have a good figure!" I lost my mind, grabbed Claude's collar and pushed him on the bed in a disheveled manner, pouted my mouth, and crawled on his body to rub against him (PS: When I was awake , thinking that I might be imitating "a bear rubs against a tree"): "Come here! You still have to go out! Elbow, follow me into the house!"

"Xiaosha, it's not good for you to do this... My lord will not be able to bear it any longer..." The vice-bishop was about to be driven crazy, his concentration had reached its limit.

"What can you do, do you want to hit me?" I leaned on his shoulders, I was about to fall asleep after drinking madly.

"I'm sorry to inform you, kid, you don't want to sleep tonight." Claude forbade me to sleep, shook me awake, and pressed me on top of me: "Maybe, it counts as... hitting you in the stomach."

"You're going to hit me... woo woo... the domestic violence scene..." I couldn't believe it, how could Claude hit me, he wouldn't!

"Mrs. Salome Frollo, we are married... You are short of children, and I am too." Claude's eyes looked pitiful and innocent, and he frowned slightly, watching me play my temper and kick the quilt.

"You have no shortage, you have children, and Quasimodo is still my son! A son who is two years older than me! I am proud!" I kicked the quilt desperately.

"I don't want a giant baby." Claude began to take off his white shirt. I have never seen him without a shirt. His waist is very thin, his shoulders are strong, and his strong arms are holding my injured hand. The other hand pressed down on my head, preventing me from biting, like grabbing a snake by seven inches.

"Then what do you want!" I said Frostmourne.

"You know... well, you don't know." Claude likes his beautiful little wife who is not good enough. He thinks it's very interesting that I have a dumbfounded expression on my face, and he sticks to me with a calm face Rubbing in the ear: "My lord will be merciful and tell my beloved wife—you and my child, Xiaosha, haven't you always liked children very much? Do you want a boy or a girl, I like both...it's better to have two Let's do it!"

"I don't have a child, it's so late, where can I find you a ready-made child..." I feel wronged, I don't have a child, it's annoying!

"No need to look for it, you and I are enough." Claude panted heavily, kissed my neck like crazy, squinted his gray-blue eyes, his face was redder than me when I was drunk, and his lips were hot , the girl blushed and had a thick neck, she didn't know whether she was crying or ashamed.

"Huh? I can't do it! It's too difficult..." I cried loudly.

"Is...is it difficult?" Claude stopped undoing my clothes. He was afraid that I would cry. He felt that he scared me to tears, and he was a little at a loss. He thought there was a deeper reason for me. , asked me carefully.

"Yeah, I'm not Eve, how do I know how to make a baby, and I have to make clay figurines! My sculptures can't do it! It's too difficult, my brain is not enough, I have to ask the Virgin!" I really can't make it Clay figurines, "Genesis" said: God created man, and human beings are clay figurines made by God.How can I make mud at night, Claude, you are embarrassing me, Fat Tiger!

"Xiaosha, do you think the children between husband and wife are made out of clay figurines?" Claude's mouth twitched wildly: "I can pinch, but you have to give it to me."

"Hmm! I'm really memorizing the Bible seriously! Believe me..." I nodded crazily, alas, I was too difficult, Claude wanted to eat me like a praying mantis: "Can you squeeze it?" ? Make it look better, I believe in you, I hope the child can look a little like me, and I will eat it for you."

"It's too much for you to take such a big bite... woo woo..." I was bitten by him, feeling very wronged.

Claude pulled my skirt, his face was red, and he didn't allow me to speak.

I pouted and looked into his eyes suspiciously: "Why did you take off my clothes?"

"Because you are too much, I want to eat you."

My skirt hissed and he bit me like a beast, the girl clutching her slender, perfect wasp-like waist, her bandaged arms.

"You can eat even your clothes... I have an amulet to protect me, I must remain a virgin." I love my clothes, I'm out of money, bro.

"What if I don't touch your amulet?" Claude fiddled with my amulet and put it aside.

"Then I'm a virgin." The amulet is the girl's real body.

"???..." Claude had a black question mark on his face, why did he smile evilly at me...

He rushed forward again, and I felt his skin was hot, like burning ice: "Xiaosha, I think your mother will understand me."

"She won't." I seriously shook my head.

"She will." Claude nodded seriously.

Claude's hair was soaked with sweat, beads of sweat dripped down his stern jaw and onto my neck, I was like a caught prey, and Claude kept the gloomy look before the eagle was about to eat the rabbit And calm: "Xiaosha, do you know what will happen to me next?"

"I don't know." I honestly shook my head, a strand of hair stuck to the girl's cheek, and the already messy golden curly hair spread out on the pillow.

"I want to kiss you and make you a mother." Claude's breathing became heavier and heavier, and he wanted to start enjoying this sweet prey.

"Claude, do you want to be my son?" I honestly expressed my sincere doubts, and got up to check if the skirt was still wearable.

His scabbed hands froze, and his face turned black and red.

"My child, you are too much, and you are very rude..." Claude is like a hunter, his strength is surprisingly strong, he is like a bloodthirsty eagle, the whole person is very excited, and grabbed my waist , carried me on his shoulders, and said to himself fiercely: "My lord was reckless once, offended, Xiaosha, you asked for it! Now I am already in hell, let me completely turn into an evil ghost, this It's the devil's lair, you've been caught by me, tonight you are Lilith, I'm Satan, you and I will die, you're so beautiful, like a big gift bag for me, Vousm'avezlaissédevenirintoxiqué, sedégageave cladifficulté (Note: You make me addicted, I can't extricate myself.), I caught you..."

"Hey~ hey...that's not necessary!" He carried me on his shoulders and threw me on the bed again, I felt like I was about to be thrown up: "I have injuries..."

"Sorry, I will be very careful..." Claude still couldn't bear to be so rude to me, he was a little embarrassed: "Xiaosha, how long can you give me?"

"A golden hourglass." I agreed casually, one hour will do, how long does it take to make clay, he must be good at making clay figurines.

"Give me the time of ten hourglasses." Claude felt that he should be rude to this girl, who knows what is going on in her mind?

"Ten hours?! Claude, you bite my neck! I bite you too!" I was stunned, and I bit him too. He was so excited that he didn't respond at all, and he was still tearing my clothes. I was so angry Slap him: "Claude! Put your pants on!"

"I am like a long winter night, only you can warm me, please, make me sweat." Claude stared at me resentfully, and he was wronged.

"Claude, why are you so excited? Don't tear my clothes." I bit my lip, my lip also hurt, he bit it just now.

"I will be very gentle..." Claude was a little shy, his gloomy hoarse voice was trembling: "I'm so nervous, this is my first time..."

It's been a night, Claude!

"Lord Vicar, when are you going to sleep..." I was so exhausted, I felt like my waist was going to break.

"Honey, do you still want to sleep?" Claude gasped, kissed my face, and didn't want to stop.

"But I'm sleepy, my back hurts." I was really helpless, isn't he tired, my waist is almost broken.

"My lord just wants Xiaosha to stay up all night with me." Claude sobbed, and I touched his face, which was wet and full of tears.

"Claude, why are you crying?" I wiped his face carelessly with one hand.

"Being in ecstasy with the one I love so much, I can't help but want to cry. I feel like I've gone to heaven and saw God..." Claude's tone was affectionate and gentle, and he asked me crying: "Little Sarah, why are you crying again?"

"Claude, have you ever asked God's opinion...my stomach hurts." I clutched my waist and wanted to cry without tears.

"Xiaosha, you can still talk poorly, which means you are not tired." Claude let out a long breath, his body was covered with sweat.

"Eh..." I knew I would stop talking, but fortunately he seemed to love me so much that he finally hugged me to sleep, I pinched his nose, he was so happy, and my whole body fell apart.

Huh, he finally fell asleep, I looked at the morning light coming through the curtains, I shrugged my mouth speechlessly, and flicked his head lightly.

It turned out that I only had headaches and arm pains. After this night, everything hurts now, especially my stomach and waist, and this guy Claude has been tossing all night. It's almost dawn. Cheerful and happy.

Only my wounded world reached.

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The author has something to say:

Narrate this incident and let everyone be happy.

It's the last day of 2021 this year, I wish you all a happy New Year's Day!

Is this something that a pure little pigeon like me can see!hum!Humanity……

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