Mystic Holy See

"Let's have a drink together?" Sunderland raised his glass lightly and said calmly.

The woman tilted her head on her arm and said in a breath, "I don't drink with men."

"That's right. I don't drink with men either." Sunderland said with a cheeky smile, but he was thinking about Tai Vallon who had been drinking with him two days ago.

"That's why I don't drink with men. I'm too sincere when I tell a lie."

The woman said with a tender smile, her body trembled with the smile, showing her softness.

Sunderland didn't think she was really laughing, but looked at him with a feeling of looking at garbage.

He was a little dissatisfied, but he had to admit that there was nothing wrong with what this woman said—

If coquetry and tears are sharp weapons for women, then 'sincerity' is a spear for men to conquer women's defenses.

"In this way, you can drink as much as I drink now, and I can have a drink with you." The woman said without saying a word, pushing the wine bottle beside him in front of him.

"How much did you drink?" Sunderland asked.

"You don't know? I thought you watched me all night." The woman raised her head, tossed her hair, and with a blushing blush, she pulled them behind her ears, and at the same time showed the wonderful curvature of her body.

This kind of slightly drunken charm, many people can't refuse.

This woman is really narcissistic... How could I watch a woman all night?

Sunderland refuted it in his heart, but this woman drank four and a half bottles this night, and this amount made him flinch.

Merto is much stronger than Harimea!

Sunderland backed away, feeling that there was no need to fight her, glanced at the bartender who was smiling at them, and said to the woman hesitantly:

"Aren't you his trustee?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously said, "What?"

Sunderland said firmly: "It's the bar that pretends to be a customer, but actually helps sell alcohol."

The corners of the woman's mouth twitched, wondering if she should laugh out loud.

"Hey, I think you still have to find a man for a drink in the future, you women are too insincere." Sunderland pretended to sigh, picked up the bottle, got up and left.

Too witty, Mr. Black Mamba!

Sunderland applauded himself in his heart. This kind of strategic retreat technique is really impossible for ordinary people to learn.

The woman looked at Sunderland's resolute back, and finally laughed out loud.

After laughing, she waved to the bartender and said casually, "One more bottle."

"Miss, this gentleman is too..." The bartender said amusingly as he handed over a bottle of Merteau.

The woman didn't answer, she just continued to drink.

Every night, there are men who come up to talk to each other, most of them are idiots with swollen faces and fat people. Even if a man who knows his bottom line is a little weird, he is much better than idiots.

The flavoring this evening was a little different—that's how a woman feels, and two more glasses of wine will forget him.

……

After taking a comfortable bath and sleeping, Aldrich felt that the discomfort and fatigue accumulated on the ship had completely left him.

It's just that the weather outside the window made him a little irritable. There is always a lot of rain in the city by the sea.

After washing up, he really didn't want to go out, but his empty stomach forced him to go out for lunch.

So he put on a black umbrella, walked out of the house in the rainstorm, and planned to solve the problem of lunch nearby.

The chaotic sound of the rain dripping on the umbrella made him unable to concentrate, and the water splashed on the ground wet his trousers and stuck to the skin of his ankles, making him upset.

Everything about the rainy day did not please Aldridge.

Through the rain screen, Aldrich came to a restaurant that he had eaten many times and was familiar with, sat down away from the window, and ordered a rich meal.

The serving speed was very fast. Aldrich picked up a knife and fork and was about to enjoy it. A familiar figure caught his eye—Mr. Tannhauser.

He sat alone by the window, wearing a black suit, which was very eye-catching, because it was more like a condolence dress, and a bunch of Bai Ge flowers on the table proved this.

There was an empty plate and a teacup in front of him. It seemed that he had just eaten lunch and was enjoying the black tea after the meal.

Mr. Dean will also eat here... Aldrich stopped his knife and fork, thinking that it is a necessary etiquette to go up and say hello.

He got up and stepped forward and greeted softly, "Mr. Dean, hello."

Dean Tang Huaisel regained his senses from the rain outside the window, turned his head to look at him, his eyes were not as severe as those in the office, only a bit of reminiscence, but equally turbid.

"Mr. Aldrich." He recognized the person, nodded, and said, "Sit."

Aldridge didn't want to sit down at first, but he couldn't refuse this invitation, so he could only sit down on the chair opposite.

He observed Dean Tang Huaither without a trace, and the other party's gaze turned back to the window, his brows stretched a little, and he seemed to be in a daze.

In a daze... This is really not a word that applies to Mr. Dean.

Aldridge began to wonder how to get out of this embarrassing scene, his stomach was already hungry to the point of convulsions.

"Mr. Aldridge, have you heard the legend of Spurzy?"

Just when Aldridge didn't know how to say goodbye, Dean Tang Huaisel asked softly, his tone was surprisingly soft.

"I don't know." Aldridge told the truth.

Dean Tang Huaisel looked at the rain scene and said, "It is said that this place used to be the place where the Lord of the Sea was always favored, leaving many traces of him."

Aldridge listened silently without answering.

"His miracle appeared in the world, and the believers prayed devoutly, respected and loved him, but there was one woman who was different," Dean Tang Huaisel looked at Aldridge and said lightly, "She fell in love with God."

Aldridge's heart shuddered~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I don't know how to evaluate such a ridiculous thing - yes, it is ridiculous!

Gods do not know gender, and even in many legends, gods have no gender.

Although the Mother Earth Goddess, Feiyue and Cangyue Goddess, and the Goddess of Wisdom seem to have gender distinctions, there is actually no record of this aspect.

In love with God?

It's an unbelievable miracle on earth.

"It's absurd." Dean Tanwhyser said flatly, "Love is an equal human behavior, and this woman's behavior is undoubtedly blasphemy against God."

Aldridge nodded in approval, looking forward to the follow-up of the story.

"Her end was not good, but her story has been handed down forever." Dean Tang Huaiser's tone filled with recollection and emotion, he said softly, "I don't think she was wrong, she just couldn't control herself. ."

Aldrich opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. Lord Dean skipped the ending of the story he was interested in with one sentence!

Dean Tang Huaisel stopped talking and drank tea lightly.

Aldridge didn't know why the other party suddenly said this to him, but when he saw the bunch of Bai Ge flowers placed by the table, he seemed to understand.

Maybe the other party is not talking to him, but just comforting a deceased who has stopped in the long river of time.

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