Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 265 Black Swan

Balalaika.

The maid is preparing this cocktail with 1oz vodka, 0.5oz White Caruso and the same amount of lemon juice.

In the uppermost suite of the hotel-style apartment where you can see the evening view of Moscow, You Ye said that this time he made a pretty good sound, and he should celebrate it.

In Luo Qiu's palm, the ball of soul light that had just completed the transaction and arrived in the account was floating.

The night view of Moscow outside the floor-to-ceiling glass windows is full of colorful lights, and this soul light ball is also colorful.

But it's not Kamala anymore.

It was just its original appearance, and the individual as Kamala had disappeared at the moment the transaction was completed.

"Just like an orange, after peeling off the outer skin, you can get the sweet and juicy pulp... Kamala is this layer of outer skin."

Boss Luo thought back to Miss Maid's explanation of this situation - it is said that before him, that is, when the previous boss was in charge of the club, such a situation had happened twice.

But in the previous two times, the quality of the angel's soul obtained in the end was not as high as that hidden in Kamala this time.

The balalaika that had been brewed was lightly placed by the maid on the small round tea table next to Luo Qiu, "It should be a good relationship to separate Kamala from the soul of the celestial master. "

You Ye also stared obsessively at the soul light ball in the boss's hand, "This time, it has already verified your previous thoughts, Master."

"Thoughts?" Luo Qiu didn't react immediately.

But You Ye muttered the sentence he had heard in his heart like a memory, "If time can make it brew fragrance, are you willing to wait?"

Luo Qiu raised the classical wine glass next to him, theoretically he was not used to drinking vodka, but he felt that the prepared drink was unexpectedly easy to drink.

However, it was probably because there was no alcohol that could affect his body.

There was also a small slice of lemon next to it, Luo Qiu picked one up and put it in his mouth, the sour taste made him frown, "Well, why is the soul of an angel in the body of an ordinary person?"

You Ye said: "I heard some things from my predecessor before, but I don't know much about it. It seems that angels who make mistakes will be punished and reincarnated in the world. When angels suffer in the world, and finally wash away the sins in their hearts, they can rush back to heaven. "

"Down to earth to endure calamities..." Luo Qiu subconsciously said.

The maid turned her head sideways.

Luo Qiu smiled and said: "Our country has the same legend since ancient times. If the immortals in the sky violate the rules of heaven, they will be sent to the mortal world. After experiencing enough disasters, they can return to the immortal class... Well, That's what the storybook says."

The maid nodded and said, "In the master's country, there are indeed many myths and stories that have been handed down."

Luo Qiu glanced at You Ye.

She had no way to directly read the ledger on the negative floor, but when the bill was collected, You Ye had indeed brought up the ledger with her own hands.

This must be traced back to the fact that the previous boss was still there-the previous boss was really a qualified old otaku who never walked out of the boudoir... well, a qualified and very handsome old otaku.

So when he started to stay in the club, except for the guests who came to the door and he had to show up due to the rules, the work of collecting the bills was all handed over to You Ye.

The account recorded in the ledger will automatically remind the maid once the time is almost up—and all she can see is the content of the transaction.

So she probably doesn't know much about heaven... not even.

As for the mythology of the East, the situation is probably similar.

heaven... heaven...

……

"Master, is there something on my face?"

You Ye looked at Luo Qiu looking at her, and asked with a wink.

Luo Qiu shook his head, and said softly: "I know you like to dress up. But don't worry, I'm staring at you, not necessarily because you have something on your face, but maybe because I like to look at it."

You Ye's eyes lit up, he stood up suddenly, and said softly, "Master, wait a moment."

Wanting to know what You Ye was going to do, Luo Qiu changed his sitting position, and saw You Ye walked into the room of this suite.

Not long after, the lights in the room were dimmed, leaving only the downlights at the edge, and it was still a warm yellow light.

The sound system placed next to the TV screen also started automatically at this time, and the sound of the music immediately attracted Luo Qiu's attention.He subconsciously grabbed the CD case on the audio system.

Glanced at the cover.

The Palace of Armida.

This is the background music of the ballet "Palace of Armida".

Luo Qiu knew what was going to happen next, he looked at the location of the corridor with expectant eyes, and when the music suddenly started, the maid lady appeared in the hall of this suite.

In such a short period of time, You Ye couldn't seem to find an orthodox ballet costume, or even shoes—but it didn't seem to be a problem for the maid.

The black, silky pajamas, draped over her body, turned into the thinnest and thinnest, and the pajamas with fair skin were faintly visible, and became her dance attire.

On a soft white carpet, there seems to be no need for such things as dancing shoes.

You Ye's left leg stood on tiptoe, and her toes completely became the support point of her body, while her right leg stretched backwards almost horizontally.Her hands are open.

Like wings, waving slowly.

Her body is leaning forward slightly, is it because of the pajamas?
Some more beautiful scenery were also naturally displayed in front of Luo Qiu.

She is spinning, she is also leaping lowly, she is stepping on the beat, like a black swan passing by the clear sky of the lake.

In front of his master, she danced a dance that no one had ever danced before.

……I just don’t tell you the dividing line of what happened =. =...

Chi Chi.

It should be the sound of fried eggs...Because of physical fitness, when the boss doesn't need to care about fat intake, the maid will use butter with better taste even if it's just fried eggs.

Luo Qiu could already smell the aroma of breakfast.He opened the curtains of the living room of the suite and looked at the morning of the city, feeling pretty good.

"Master, breakfast will be ready soon, and the washing things are also ready." The maid's voice came from the kitchen.

Luo Qiu stretched, turned on the TV casually, and saw a news report like this:

"...Last night at around midnight, the famous painting "The Lady Without a Name" in the Tretyakov Museum of Fine Arts was stolen..."

(End of this chapter)