Feast of villains

Chapter 34 34. Raw original goods

"Look up and let me see..."

Hearing this gentle voice, Nance chose to remain silent.

He shook his drooping head like a shy little girl.

"Shy?" Sister Marlene asked with a slight smile.

"No, no, I just didn't expect you to come to me..." Nance raised his face, put away the panic in his eyes just right, and smiled honestly at her.

The neat teeth are exposed in the lips, which are extremely white, like a white wall left over from the ruins.

This restrained and pure smile caused the corners of Sister Marlene's mouth to loosen involuntarily.

The instant emotional change in the young man's eyes brought her a refreshing and clear joy, as if seeing a simple equation that was easy to solve.

Nance rubbed his palms nervously: "If it's okay, I'll go first..."

The smile in Sister Marlene's eyes suddenly became stronger, and she stared at him brightly: "Why are you here alone in a daze?"

"Uh, I don't know what I can do..." Nance said with a red face, his eyes quietly turned to the crowd in the banquet hall, "I don't know any of those people, and no one will take the initiative to talk to me..."

His voice is nasal, somewhat restrained and reticent, like a simple and wild fruit...

"Hahaha……"

Sister Marlene let out a burst of charming laughter, her body trembling slightly.

She had playful eyes and couldn't help but look at Nance from top to bottom. The young man's skin was extraordinarily vibrant, and his cheeks were burning like a shy teenager.

The young man's beauty was a work of heaven, without the filth commensurate with his poverty... Sister Marlene took a quick glance of woman's taste, and immediately realized this in her heart.

She thought to herself: beautiful young people need to be played with by happiness.

But then Sister Marlene remembered something and frowned suspiciously.

To be fair, he became the envoy of jealousy because of his distorted inner jealousy. How could he be so innocent now... With such doubts, she smiled at Nance: "Go and get some drinks, I'll talk to you."

Nance was a little puzzled for a while, and looked at Sister Marlene suspiciously.

Of course, the so-called "can't figure it out" is Sister Marlene's conjecture.She frowned and asked softly, "Don't you want to talk to me?"

"No, of course not..." Nance turned his head away, not daring to look directly at that charming face.

"Hurry up." Sister Marlene urged.

"I'll get it right away, you wait a while..." As he said, Nance stepped forward and fled the place as if avoiding the police.

Looking at his back, the corners of Sister Marlene's mouth curled into a beautiful arc, and she whispered softly: "Whether it's fake or real, you'll know after a little testing."

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In the banquet hall, Susha's eyes fell far away from the sofa.

"Poor Nance, she is playing with her in the palm of her hand..." She said something as if she was heartbroken, and Miss Su immediately looked away, looked at the staff of the Universal Casino in front of her, and stretched out her hand: "Hurry up!" Bring the card."

A man in a neat uniform handed over a card with both hands: "This is Mr. Adair's card. The consumption limit is 10 pounds. Please check it."

"Thank you~"

Miss Su smiled.

This man is the Junket Operator of the casino, a staff member who helps the casino introduce new customers, stimulates them to exit, and handles loan business for customers at the same time.She used Nance's ID to open a card in the casino and successfully got a limit of 10 pounds.

Originally, according to Nance's salary level, it was impossible to have that much, but who let Ms. Marlene calculate him.

"What are you doing here?"

Nance's voice came from behind, and Susha put the card away, with a warm smile on her face.

"Honey," she turned around, opened her hands, and threw herself forward: "Baby wants to be hugged..."

"roll!"

Nance dodged sideways.

Suddenly, Su Sha looked back at him, her beautiful face was very wronged, she pursed her lips and sobbed: "There are new people and forget the old ones, scumbag!"

"I'll come back and clean up after I've finished with that woman!" Nance glared at her viciously, then turned and walked towards the dining table on one side.

"Then you have to work hard!"

Miss Su cheered for him beamingly, and then his figure flashed.

- to gamble.

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On the sofa, Sister Marlene was thinking about something, with a lit cigarette between her fingers.

"At least there was something undisciplined about the young man," she whispered.

Among educated dame circles, attitudes toward the word "wild" were mixed.

For women's wildness, they sneered and dismissed it.But for the wildness of young men, some of them will have the desire to train - the premise is to be handsome.

There were figures floating in the banquet hall, and the sound of clinking glasses one after another.

Everyone is talking about the current political situation and economic topics, but Nance is only focused on choosing food. Anyway, he doesn't need money, so he might as well take this opportunity to eat his fill.

Sister Marlene nestled in the sofa package, like a dog with ears pricked up, chasing him with keen eyes.

Seeing Nance coming back with the dinner plate, she threw a skillful and tired look at him, and there was a freshly stubbed cigarette butt in the ashtray on the table.

Nance was still a little apprehensive.

He wants to challenge his weakness, but he is worried that this weakness is not strong enough...

Sister Marlene just stared straight at him, her eyes full of autumn water, making people unable to help but sink into it.There was a faint blush on her slightly round face, and her slender legs were wrapped in flesh-colored silk stockings and leaned sideways in front of her, making her extra alluring.

Nance squatted in front of her, picked up the wine bottle with both hands: "I'll pour you wine."

boom--

The cork of the champagne was pulled out, and rich bubbles poured out.

Nance hurriedly moved the bottle away, and the gushing wine splashed a little on her closed legs.

"Sorry, I didn't know there was so much foam..." He explained with a blushing face, and frantically took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the foam on Sister Marlene's legs.

Suddenly, Sister Marlene felt that the dazzling whiteness of the handkerchief dispelled the stale air in the banquet hall.

She lowered her eyes to look at him, and she didn't have any strange expression, her expression was still charming.She is very aware of the attraction of her legs to men. Some people would like to have a chance to step on these legs even if they lose their fortunes.

Did he really not know or did he do it on purpose... The smile in Sister Marlene's eyes grew stronger, but she showed a trace of panic, she retracted her legs a little, and asked nervously, "Aren't you afraid of being misunderstood by Mirna?" ?”

Nance wiped the foam off her legs with a handkerchief, and asked suspiciously, "Who is Myrna?"

A trace of astonishment flashed across Sister Marlene's sparkling eyes, and then she let out a charming smile: "...So you forget your first girlfriend?"

"?"

Nance was shocked.

Probably he knew him from his previous life, but now he has no memory at all.Regarding the previous identity issue, he had never understood it, nor was he interested in it... So when someone asked him, he couldn't answer a word.

Sister Marlene looked at him with great interest: "I have investigated you, and a large part of the reason why you became a jealous demon is that Mirna thought you were poor and dumped you. Why are you so close to me? There will never be a chance to get back together with her."

Nance suddenly realized.

It turned out to be like this, no wonder the predecessor was sensitive and jealous.

"Thank you for telling me these things." He laughed and pointed to his head, "Before I became a familiar, I was attacked here, and all my previous memories have been lost. I can't remember where Mirna is. who."

His smile was natural and his attitude was calm. Sister Marlene, who was looking at him, was taken aback for a while. After observing his eyes, she found that there was no fake, and then she laughed amusedly: "To a certain extent, you are also It’s an unprocessed original product.”

"I don't understand this very well." Nance wiped his hands on the hem of his clothes foolishly, got up and sat on the other end of the sofa.

After the trial, whether true or false, no matter whether the two parties believe it or not, it is time to talk about some serious topics.

(End of this chapter)