[Tutorial] Start with a bed partner

Dirty and dark underground transactions are often carried out underground, but the Lancaster family put the sale of weapons on the bright side, and it was held in Lancaster Fort without any cover.This can be regarded as telling everyone that the Lancaster family is not a small third-rate family. The Lancaster family dares to sell this kind of thing openly. Naturally, the status of the Lancaster family is not something that anyone can easily shake. .

Although the weapons presented by the Lancaster family this time are not the latest products, they are all kinds of near-perfect kits after various enhancements and upgrades on the existing weapons. , Its price is not affordable by ordinary people.

This time, not only people from the Mafia came to Fort Lancaster, but even the people in power of the national army showed their faces.

At this time, someone was already stepping on the dance floor lit by lights.

Accompanied by soothing music, luxuriously dressed men and women on the dance floor could not help but form a couple and dance on the marble floor.Even though some people put their stiff faces on their faces, they still didn't let the smiles disappear. They led their dance partners and tried to immerse them in their own tenderness with sweet words. Perhaps this can also be called a "gentleman" demeanor".

Around the dance floor is a circle of self-service food, and the waiters carrying drinks shuttle through the crowd.

Canaan, who was far away from the dance floor, was sitting by the bar where the stage lights couldn't reach, leaning on the bar with his elbows, gently rubbing his stiff side face.After hours of deadly laughter, she felt that her face was about to turn into a pile of dead flesh.

If we say that in the past, such a fake smile for such a short time was nothing to her, but now she seems to be a little different. Compared with smiling, she is more suitable for talking with people with a deadpan face.When she thought of the person who was completely different from herself in her memory, she would feel flustered, afraid that she would become that kind of boring person.

Even with the music on the dance floor as the background, the sound of approaching footsteps still did not escape Canaan's attention.The sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer. Canaan, who lowered her eyes, first saw a pair of shiny black leather shoes, and a tall shadow enveloped her.

Before the eyes fell on his face, this person's voice sounded.

"The moon is so beautiful tonight, and the young lady drinking with such a beautiful moonlight is also so beautiful. I wonder if I will have the honor to invite you to have a glass of wine together?" A cat's paw scratched gently, which made people feel itchy.And this person's appearance is also the same as his voice, the so-called perfect sensuality.

She knew who he was, Olivier Smith, from the military.

Before Olivier could finish his words, a thunder blasted the sky, large swathes of dark clouds covered the moonlight, and heavy rain poured down, so there was no such thing as the beautiful moon he was talking about.

Canaan's fingers holding the wine glass tightly, the sudden thunder frightened her, or Olivier against the thunder light made her a little unable to adapt.Olivier, who was not very familiar with her, didn't notice the difference in her. Canaan hooked the corners of his mouth a little stiffly, and smiled without saying a word.

Olivier's raised hand froze in mid-air, and he smiled awkwardly, "Ah, ah, seeing Miss's bright face, even the moon hid back in shame, aha, ah Hahahahahaha..."

"Mr. Olivier doesn't have a fancy weapon today?" Canaan played with the wine glass in his hand, the bright red liquid stirred in the glass, the concentration of the wine was very high, hanging on the wall of the glass and sliding down at a slow speed .Canaan smiled and looked into Olivier's eyes, "Or is it that the weapons of the Lancaster family are not enough for your eyes?"

"Where are the weapons of the Lancaster family that do not need to be appraised? Everyone can tell that they are top-ranked, but a woman as good as Miss is naturally more attractive than weapons." Most of the smooth-talking people are easy to be welcomed , a guy with a big mouth, naturally lives a more nourishing life than ordinary people.But some people tend to overlook one point. Guys who live too much will often lose the speed they should have in the past.

"Should I respond shyly to your words like an ignorant girl?" Canaan shook the wine glass in his hand, with a slight arc at the corner of his mouth, "Montrachet in 61, Mr. Olivier, would you like a drink? ?”

"The 61-year-old Montrachet is indeed a suitable drink for a lady." Olivier unceremoniously sat down on the high chair next to Canaan, and the bartender handed over the red wine, "like this The alcohol content must not be low." Olivier took a sip of the red wine, closed his eyes, and seemed to be enjoying it, "The high-quality Montrachet red wine is really fragrant."

"Do you like it too? It's a little bit beyond my expectation." Canaan raised her eyebrows slightly. She was a little surprised by Olivier's performance in this series. People who like red wine are people with special preferences and personalities. They are socially active and know how to enjoy life.And what Olivier showed with his gestures was not just people who were satisfied with red wine.

"How?" Olivier looked at Canaan with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I thought you would prefer sweet champagne to Montrachet." People who like champagne are more picky, they are not satisfied with ordinary people, they like to pursue gorgeousness and nobility, and they also have high requirements for the opposite sex. Even as ordinary friends, getting along with them requires certain conditions, not clichés, and unique insights.

"Really? In fact, champagne is also my favorite. The so-called fraternity refers to people like me, haha." Olivier drank the wine in the glass, and poured all the blood-red liquid into his mouth.He put down the glass, and quietly put the glass on the table with his little finger.

Having said that, Canaan can almost determine Olivier's preferences and personality.Canaan beckoned to the bartender, "Give this gentleman a glass of Dom Perignon." Dom Perignon is the top champagne owned by Moët & Chandon, and only the plump grapes from old vines can be used to make this champagne.

"No, no need."

"Mr. Olivier doesn't seem satisfied with Dom Perignon? How about Brut Imprial instead?"

"No, that's not what it means." Although Olivier said this with a smile on his face, the exaggerated colors just now were gone from his eyes, "I think it's time to get to the point."

"What? Isn't Mr. Olivier planning to deal with me for a while? Getting to the point so quickly, it seems like a big deal." Canaan thought he could do it for a while, after all, this banquet hall The identity and background of everyone in the house is in her mind, and of course she knows who is behind the person in front of her.

"Well, it's also the order of that adult." Olivier shrugged helplessly, spread his hands, and sighed, "I think you should also be very clear about the purpose of my visit this time."

"Isn't that dead old man in the coffin yet? He hasn't fulfilled what he promised in the last transaction. Do you think I'll let you go this time because I sent you one?" Canaan looked up and down with a sarcastic smile on his lips. The man with the forehead has long golden brown hair, brown eyes, and a luxurious suit that wraps him in a heroic manner.

Of course, Canaan knew what the man in front of him was sent here for. If this man fails...it's really curious, does he know what will happen to him if he fails?

"Although the appearance is the type I like..." Canaan stretched out his hand to hook Olivier's chin, and moved closer to him. The distance between the two was so close that he could almost feel each other's breath, and Canaan's thin lips moved closer to his. On the side of his face, he breathed lightly on his cochlea, making Olivier's breathing a little heavy, "But he seems to have underestimated my appetite too much."

Olivier was not provoked by Canaan in the slightest. He boldly stretched out his arms to wrap around Canaan's slender waist, and pressed her tightly against his body with his strength. The taste of red wine still remained in his mouth, "Can you Satisfying your appetite is not just lip service."

The teasing light in Canaan's eyes disappeared and became a little cold.

She doesn't like it.

Something was somehow different. She might have enjoyed such flirting in the past, but now, she couldn't stand anyone other than one person approaching her.

Not good.It's really not good to go on like this.

"Canaan!"

Flora's voice came from far to near, and just as Canaan turned his head, he saw Flora pushing away Olivier and standing between the two.The smaller Flora, with her short dark green hair, looks only twelve or thirteen years old.Flora held up her pettiskirt, panting slightly and said to Canaan, "Miss, how long do you want us to wait for you? Come with me!"

After saying that, Flora pulled Canaan away from here.

Olivier wanted to stop Canaan and Flora, but was blocked by Flora's deacon Allen.Allen's obedient and respectful appearance made Olivier, who was a little angry, have nowhere to vent his anger, only Allen's voice was light and light.

"It's time for ladies, men stop."

After being taken out of the ballroom by Flora, Flora sent Canaan away, apparently only to help her get rid of the entangled flies.Canaan looked at Flora's leaving back and chuckled lightly.

A burst of thunder exploded in the sky again, and Canaan immediately froze in place, not daring to move.

After the thunder faded away, Canaan took a deep breath and found an empty room.

Canaan walked in quickly, closed the window, clutched the curtains tightly with slightly stiff hands, her lips, which were only covered with light pink lipstick, looked a little pale, the thunder outside the window sounded again, and Canaan pulled the curtains tightly with a swipe.

"It turns out that you are still the same as before."

The male voice from behind startled Canaan. When Canaan turned around and hadn't seen the man's face clearly, the originally bright light suddenly disappeared, and the room was instantly plunged into darkness.At the same time, there was another thunderstorm outside the window. Canaan couldn't tell who the man sitting on the sofa behind him was, but as the man gradually approached, it turned out to be a very familiar aura.

It's him.

She knew it was him.

A bright light appeared not far away, it was the light of a mobile phone.Then, she saw a slender finger tap a few times on the screen of the phone, and a burst of soothing music sounded.The music on the mobile phone was not loud, but it still diverted her attention a lot in this almost closed and dark environment.

Then she felt that the person close to her held her hand. Contrary to her cool body temperature, the temperature from the person's palm almost burned her.

Then, she heard him say that.

"Can I ask you to dance?"