Feast of villains

Chapter 57 57. Just play with her, don't be serious!

It gets dark early in winter.

Dusk fell coldly, and the twilight outside the window was hazy. The glass building, which was shining brilliantly in the evening light just now, was quickly decorated with the psychedelic colors of neon lights.

Sister Marlene was standing in front of the window thinking about something, wearing a red long-tailed silk dress with the hem trailing her feet.

There was a knock on the door behind her and she said "Come in".Fisher opened the door and came in, and reported in a low voice: "After the fifth group of experimenters took the medicine, the level of magic element in their bodies also did not fluctuate, and all the physical signs and data remained normal."

Sister Marlene frowned, moved to sit down on the chair, her expression looked a little tired.

In the past week, she couldn't sleep well or eat well because of the prescription given by Nance, and she became a lot more anxious.

"The prescription is correct. There is no doubt about it. I don't think he will lie to me." Sister Marlene sighed deeply and touched the table with her fingertips. "Has the test result of the composition of the medicine come out?"

"It came out just now, and the result was as I expected." Fisher handed her the report in his hand.

Sister Marlene took a quick look.

"Ah, I'm exhausted!"

She yawned calmly to cover up her expression, raised her white fingers, and patted her lips gently for a few seconds as if reciting a spell.

"That kid deliberately deceived us." Fisher spread his hands left and right like pulling an elastic band, "The medicinal liquid can't accelerate the multiplication of magic essence in the human body at all, but it can be multiplied in the medicinal liquid... We started Going the wrong way."

"I underestimated him, but it's a good thing he has such thoughts." Sister Marlene smiled weakly, "I don't like the life of calculating everywhere, and I am exhausted every day, and my nerves seem to be very tense. It's very tight, it's too easy to get old like this. It's good that he has a plan, and I can leave my affairs to him in the future."

I believe it, you woman has too many eyes... Fisher nodded and smiled, "Congratulations."

"Go out."

Sister Marlene waved her hand.

After Fisher went out, she took out a bottle of whiskey from the cabinet behind her and poured half a glass.

Drink slowly, don't want to get drunk too quickly.

The night is still long.

Sister Marlene touched her still elastic cheek skin lightly with her fingertips, and bit her red lips lightly with her white teeth, wondering if Nance had leaked the prescription on purpose.

The eyes with double eyelids, which began to be filled with sleepiness, turned erratically, looking hazy and melancholy.

"Oh, annoying..."

Sister Marlene held her cheeks, sighed softly, and frowned, like a grieving woman whose husband hasn't come home all night.

She is a scheming woman herself, so she doesn't like scheming men, ignorant and simple young people who are easy to be played around are the ones she is willing to play with.

"It seems that I want to stimulate him tonight and let him know that he can't play tricks in front of me, otherwise he will be punished..." Sister Marlene propped her chin with her hands and said to herself.

"Boom~"

During the trouble, another voice came from outside the door.

"Mr. Adair and Miss Su are here." The maid shouted from the corridor.

Sister Marlene sat up straight and said softly, "Come in."

The door opened, Nance nodded slightly, and walked in with two bags of potion.The clothes are as simple as usual, and the expression is somewhat nervous.He is as vigilant as a big cat brought to a new place, every movement is cautious and light, and his eyes are looking around rapidly.

Sister Marlene raised her red skirt with both hands and stood up, smiling and nodding: "Good evening, Nance."

"Sorry, I'm late."

"Come and sit here and have a drink."

"Thank you."

"Miss Su, please come here too."

Sister Marlene made a gesture of invitation towards the sofa, and turned her back to get a drink from the wine cabinet.

Sitting on the large and comfortable velvet sofa, Nance looked at this luxurious office.

The floor is marble, covered with many assembled Persian rugs, in patterns and colors as delicate as works of art.On the coffee table in front of him is a ceramic vase that is expensive at first glance, with fresh tulips in it, and the tea set and wine glasses for entertaining guests are all made of gold, extremely rich and luxurious...

Suza sat next to Nance.

The greedy villain slipped a cup into his coat while his eyes turned to Sister Marlene's back—and when Nance looked back, she stuffed a teacup into it.

Nance yelled softly: "Show face!"

"Hey!" Miss Su smiled sweetly at him, and conveniently put the lid of the tea bowl on her body.

"..."

Nance's face darkened.

This guy will have his limbs broken one day, and then he will be put in a sack and buried in Victoria Harbour.

At the wine cabinet, Sister Marlene came back with a smile.

A pair of white and beautiful bare feet were exposed under the gorgeous red dress, with charming lace flowers embroidered on the shoulders, and a diamond pendant shining on the chest.

At this time, the nun is not like a nun, but more like a bright red crystal rose.

"These are the potions I've made." Nance put the two bags on the table, "Please check them."

"Don't be too anxious." Sister Marlene crossed her legs and sat down on the single sofa next to her, covering her red lips with her hand and chuckled a few times, "Don't you come to me for nothing but profit Talked?"

Can we still talk about feelings without talking about interests... Nance glanced at her face, and when his eyes met, he quickly lowered his eyelids to avoid her sight, and murmured, "Of course it's not just about interests..."

Still that honest and honest look with a hint of eagerness.

Sister Marlene's depression this week was swept away, and her mood became brighter.

She pulled out the cork of the wine bottle, then leaned forward slightly, and while pouring the wine, she looked at Nance's dress and said, "It's not good to come to this kind of place dressed so plainly."

Nance subconsciously looked at himself.

The upper body is an ordinary shirt, a cold jacket over it, a pair of leather shoes on the feet, and no tie.

"How should I put it, um, well, it's unique." Sister Marlene looked at his clothes with a smile, "But at least the tie should be on, what do you think?"

"He has no money for a tie," interrupted Suza.

Nance tugged at her sleeve in a panic: "Don't talk nonsense..."

"Well, I already understand." Sister Marlene lowered her voice, smiled sweetly, and said jokingly, "When I was poor, I didn't want others to know my actual situation."

"Get out, don't make trouble here." Nance pulled up Susha, pushed her to the door and scolded, "If I knew it, I wouldn't bring you here, what do you mean I have no money, I just don't want to waste money on dressing up How about this kind of thing, do you think that men like to show off like you women..."

The two pushed and shoved to the outside of the corridor.

Susha turned around, raised her head, and looked at Nance affectionately: "My dear..."

Nance was already immune to her trick, and replied with a cold face: "Say what's up."

"You, you have to work harder later, squeeze her dry, but..." Miss Su slightly opened her red lips, her watery eyes seemed to be covered with mist, "Remember, and She's just playing for fun, she can't be serious!"

"none of your business!"

Nance pushed her away.

Turn around and walk into the house, close the door, and walk towards Sister Marlene curled up on the sofa.

(End of this chapter)