North American Rough Police: Starting from the Los Angeles Patrol

The Four Seasons Hotel Beverly Hills is located in the hinterland of Beaver Hills. It is a landmark building in Los Angeles. It can overlook the Hollywood Hills and is adjacent to the bustling Rodeo Drive. It is surrounded by many well-known art museums and is a favorite of Hollywood superstars and celebrities. One of the hotels.

Locke chose this hotel because of its professionalism. After all, it serves superstars.

As long as you have the money, this hotel can provide all the services a customer needs.

The best room in this hotel is the Presidential Suite in the East Wing on the 16th floor, which costs $10000 a night and has a full 3,235 square feet (300 square feet).

The two-room presidential suite in the west wing is cheaper, costing only more than $8000, and is only 2,398 square feet (223 square meters).

Locke directly spent 30000 dollars, so half an hour later, the room was beautifully decorated.

There was a petal wall decorated with fresh tulips, candlelight aromatherapy, petals scattered on the ground, and formal dresses specially prepared for the two of them.

Seeing Sarah Mendes's eyes full of joy, Locke was very satisfied and immediately threw coins. Each waiter gave a tip of 500 dollars.

After the waiter left, Sarah Mendes said to Locke shyly, "Then I'm going in!"

"Um……"

Locke responded and entered the next room. Seeing the petals floating in the bathtub, he felt a little disgusted that it was in the way.

He cleaned himself up in a few minutes and put on the black Armani suit prepared by the hotel. Looking at Yushu Linfeng's graceful self in the mirror, he couldn't help but begin to look forward to how Sarah would look after putting on the dress.

I couldn't help but secretly feel lucky that there were two rooms, which could make people dream.

Rock held a glass of red wine and stood on the balcony, admiring the night view of Beverly Hills. The sign on the Hollywood Hills not far away shone particularly brightly at night. The City of Angels at midnight had a unique style.

Suddenly, he heard a sound coming from behind him. He turned around and was stunned.

I saw Sarah Mendes walking out smartly in a burgundy suspender evening dress. Maybe she was afraid that he would wait for a long time. Her hair was not completely dried, and she was not wearing makeup. She was barefoot and looked shy. , also shy, and a bit uneasy, like an elf that accidentally entered the world.

I have to say that the hotel staff are very good. The size of the evening dress they chose for her was a perfect fit. The fabric fit tightly on her body, making her young and hot figure look graceful and graceful, like a flower about to bloom. buds.

Seeing Locke looking over, she smiled shyly, "This is my first time wearing this kind of clothes. They didn't prepare underwear for me. I don't feel safe at all..."

The back of the evening dress is completely hollow, extending to the buttocks and groin, just covering the pert buttocks, exuding the ultimate temptation.

Locke drank down the red wine in the glass and then suppressed the restlessness in his heart. He placed the wine glass on the dining table and walked towards Sarah impatiently.

"You don't need to wear underwear for evening wear..."

Locke hooked her small chin, lowered his head and pecked her soft lips, and praised: "You are so beautiful now..."

He led the girl, whose body had become limp, to the dining table, helped her pull out the chair in a gentlemanly manner, then took out the food that had been delivered to her from the incubator, and poured her a glass of red wine.

Seeing Sarah Mendes looking at him with wide eyes, Locke smiled and said, "It's not like you haven't drank before. Besides, who knows!"

U.S. law stipulates that citizens must be 21 years or older to drink alcohol, but that is only in public places. Drinking at home, no one knows, as long as it is not reported.

Being exposed by Locke, Sarah flattened her mouth in dissatisfaction, picked up the wine glass, and took a sip, "I rarely drink red wine. Well, it has a completely different taste from beer. It's sweet..."

Locke looked at the cute and charming girl opposite and felt very relaxed.

I have to admit that being with Sarah Mendes is the easiest, because both of them have such a strong aura.

He groped in his pocket, took out a bright diamond necklace from the space, stood up and put it on her, and said solemnly: "Sarah, happy birthday!"

Sarah didn't see clearly what Locke had put on him, so she hurriedly walked to the mirror nearby to check. She was instantly stunned when she saw a bright diamond necklace appearing on her smooth neck. She turned around and asked, "Is this possible?" Too expensive?"

Locke hugged her from behind and looked at the girl in the mirror who looked more noble and elegant embellished with the diamond necklace. He smiled and said, "It's very expensive, but it matches you very well, doesn't it?"

He slid his fingers on the woman's breasts, feeling the trembling of her body, and warned her: "However, you can only wear it for me in the future. I'm afraid I will be robbed..."

This necklace is one of the precious jewels collected by Shanna Perre. It was auctioned by Christie's and is worth US$150 million. The entire necklace is composed of 45 diamonds, with a total weight of 66 carats.

I'm afraid this woman has never worn it a few times, so it's a piece of jewelry that can be passed down from family to family.

"thanks……"

Sarah Mendes turned around, hooked Locke's neck and kissed him.

Locke was so aroused that he pushed the already aroused girl away, "Eat something first, the next thing will take a lot of energy..."

After a while, both of them finished the steak on the plate. After drinking a glass of red wine, Sarah's cheeks were flushed and she stared at Locke with watery eyes.

Locke also reached the limit of his endurance. He stood up and walked to Sarah's side, stretched out his hand, "Beautiful lady, can I ask you to dance?"

Sarah replied excitedly and awkwardly: "I won't..."

Locke held her hand and comforted: "It doesn't matter, I'll teach you, you step on my feet, yes, that's it..."

For Locke's current physique, Sarah was as light as a Persian cat.

As a result, the two danced gracefully with flower petals scattered all over them, causing the petals to fly with the dance steps, as if they were dancing with them.

After a while, Sarah collapsed on Locke's chest and said movedly: "Henry, I will never forget this night..."

Locke laughed and said, "Tonight hasn't started yet!"

Sarah looked up at Locke, her cheeks flushed, and she exhaled softly: "I can't wait..."

"Me too……"

Locke picked her up and walked towards the room.

Under the influence of alcohol and lust, the two couldn't wait to be honest with each other. Locke stared at the bright diamonds on Sarah's chest and praised again: "Sarah, you are so beautiful!"

Sarah had fallen into a state of confusion, caressing Locke's toned chest, "Henry..."

Locke shook his head and smiled, "You can call me Locke now..."

The woman closed her eyes and replied, "Okay, Henry..."

Looking at the delicate petals in front of him, Locke no longer bothered to correct himself. With a painful whimper, the temperature of the room instantly increased.

Two of the red petals on the ground fell onto the bed at some point.