Boston is the capital and largest city of Massachusetts, USA, and the largest city in the New England region in the northeastern United States.

Founded in 1630, it is one of the oldest and most culturally valuable cities in the United States. The Boston Tea Pour incident that took place in American history eventually triggered the famous American War of Independence.

At 9:00 a.m., Logan International Airport.

A large passenger plane from Hong Kong landed on the runway with a roar.

At the airport exit B3, Marat Shavich raised his wrist in front of a Bentley and looked at the time. After confirming that the flight had landed, he looked at the airport exit from time to time.

"Second. Here."

The muscles on Marat Shavich's face twitched in an instant. The dick would call him like this, and you don't have to see who it would be.

Damn wild monkey.

Marat Shavich cursed.

No surprises, not far away, Tang Dunhou followed Shen Jiannan with his luggage, smiling like a crooked monkey, which was very annoying.

Marat Shavich opened the car door and waited for Shen Jiannan to approach, and he spoke.

"Boss. Can I teach this rude wild monkey a lesson? You see, he always calls me a dick."

"Second, you're not convinced. Then let's gesture?"

Marat Shavich was too lazy to pay attention to Tang Dunhou, and looked straight at Shen Jiannan, his eyes full of pleading.

He was really fed up with the title of second child.

Shen Jiannan shrugged.

"Just like it."

Sizzy—

It seemed that the sound of electricity was floating by, and Marat Shavich and Don Dunhou looked at each other, their eyes full of strong desire to fight.

Shen Jiannan couldn't help but shivered.

He really couldn't understand what it meant to look like in two big men.

Soon, the car started, and Marat Shavich kicked down and drove towards the Charles River.

Outside the car window, the old tall buildings flashed rapidly, and the pedestrians coming and going and traffic jams from time to time showed the prosperity and vitality of the city. Due to its early qualitative nature, the population has always been very small and compact.

After passing through the high-rise buildings, the car arrived on a clear riverside road.

The Charles River, the most famous river in Boston, is well known for its many world-renowned universities along the way.

On both sides of the road are full of towering trees of colorful colors, crabapple trees full of fruits, green willow branches, slightly yellow magnolia trees, and red and green oak forests.

The reflection in the clear river water by the river reflects an elegant environment that makes people feel very peaceful and relaxed.

But Shen Jiannan's heart was not as calm as his face.

Once, he hid in Boston for a week, and that week was like a stray dog ​​in panic every day.

Come again today, time is clear, everything is still different.

The car is very fast.

It took less than an hour to arrive at the Boston University campus.

At the entrance of Boston University Seminary, Shen Jiannan got out of the car and stood at the entrance of the campus for a moment.

Peng Er has been here for half a month. With his ability, he can easily lock in Song Xiaodan's position. Since the female students in the business school were invited to the seminary for a party, Song Xiaodan is now in the cathedral of the seminary, preparing to sing the Messiah with the students of the seminary.

After pausing for a moment, Shen Jiannan raised his eyebrows and signaled that Marat Shavich led the way in front.

Shen Jiannan shrugged helplessly and took out a stack at a time.

"Um?"

Yes, um, um, um, um, um...

"Hallelujah!"

"Hallelujah!"

“…”

I don’t know if it was because the Messianic chorus was a praise to God, but there was a special sacred atmosphere at the scene. The crowd looked at the students in white, and their eyes were full of admiration.

But at this moment, someone felt something was wrong.

It was like a duck fell into a flock of cranes.

Many people were stunned and almost didn't believe their eyes, but after understanding something, they couldn't help laughing.

In the middle of the venue, a young priest came from somewhere, like a black duck flapping his wings, spinning and dancing a not-so-grace ballet.

Soon, the young priest ran to the center of the chorus crowd, stood behind the lead singer conducting the symphony and shook his head and provoked the rock skater.

Puff!

As an Indian, Tabu believes in Hinduism and comes to participate in the Messianic chorus just because he follows the local customs and naturally he is not very focused.

The funny scene of the young priest made her laugh so much that she couldn't help but laugh.

"Song. Look there."

Song Xiaodan, holding the Bible, subconsciously looked up and saw who it was, and was stunned.

Isn’t that the face I will see in my dreams day and night?

The four eyes met in an instant, and Shen Jiannan's eyes flashed with sincere joy. The moment he saw Song Xiaodan, he realized what position Song Xiaodan had in his heart.

Bang-

The soul had already rushed towards Shen Jiannan, and the Bible in Song Xiaodan's hand couldn't help but fall to the ground.

When she came back to her senses and wanted to pick it up, Shen Jiannan had already picked up the Bible on the ground with a wicked smile.

Turning around, Shen Jiannan walked around Song Xiaodan's back, gently stroked his long black hair covered with fragrant shampoo, and leaned against his clear and tender earlobes.

"Baby, I think the Messiah is so ugly. Only your wonderful voice can praise Handel as a genius."

The dream really comes true.

The joy of suddenly entering made Song Xiaodan smile involuntarily.

She wanted to turn around and hug her body behind her tightly.

But she cannot. The school held a Messianic chorus this time. As a student, she cannot destroy the formation at will. This is disrespect for the college.

Shen Jiannan doesn’t have so many concerns.

Now, his identity is a priest, with his arms stretched out, and this guy looked like a real priest, singing seriously with the chorus.

"Hallelujah!"

"Hallelujah!"

"Love me China."

“…”

As he sang, Shen Jiannan gently lowered his hand and pressed it on the plumpest position three inches below Song Xiaodan's waist. As his body leaned forward, a sensation that could not be spoken of came.

"Hallelujah!"

"Hallelujah!"

“…”
Chapter completed!