The end game [Zhongyingmei]

Takeaway was delivered quickly.

Ken walked over to open the door, while Sisley lay on the sofa, listening to the movement over there.

The door closed with a click, and Ken walked into the living room carrying mountain-like food paper bags firmly, placed them gently on the coffee table, unpacked them, and opened them word by word.

He sat back on the sofa again, and Sisley was lifted up by him, leaning against him like a soft and boneless pillow.

The two Sisleys snuggled up to each other and adjusted the most comfortable angle, rubbing their hands together and getting ready to eat.

Someone knocked on the door.

Ken: ...

Sisley:?

Sisley followed curiously.

She was first caught by the woman's shining skirt under the corridor lights, then her long legs, slender waist, and snow-white arms, and her long light purple hair beautifully overlapping her collarbone.

Mephisto stood in the corridor, with a beautiful face like a black dahlia, looking very unhappy.

"You forgot me in Gotham," she said flatly.

Sisley:? !

"I thought you had something to do!" Faced with this unexpected accusation, Sisley tried to defend herself, "Didn't you also find me?"

"That's because—" Mephisto suddenly bent down and approached her face, gritting his teeth, "Someone bought me a plane ticket."

The three Sisleys didn't want to talk like this at the door, even if there was no skin-to-skin contact, their lazy habits would not change; Mephisto and Ken walked towards the living room freely, Sisley's body followed behind with a small tail , shut the door obediently.

"You still bought food?"

Mephisto nodded to the full coffee table, glanced coldly at the main body, and collapsed on the sofa without any image, kicking off the high heels.

Ken turned around and went to the bathroom to find a wet towel for Mephisto, Sisley squatted over without any complaints, put the double killers neatly away, and then was squeezed onto the sofa by another self like a small noodle pocket, and stuffed into it. arms.

"Order it if you like it." Sisley whispered, lying on Mephisto's soft chest.

Mephisto squeezed Sisley's hand once and for all, and smoothed her satin-like black hair bit by bit, as if doing a complete set of cat sucking procedures.

Sisley let her knead like this for a while, until Mephisto's breathing obviously calmed down.

Ken over there came out of the bathroom, unfolded the cold towel, spread it on Mephisto's face, and wiped her carefully.

Mephisto lazily raised her face, didn't even want to open her eyes, and allowed Ken to raise her arms and use the rest of the towel to freeze her hands.

"Have you seen Abaddon and Gabriel?" Sisley asked.

"They will come later." Mephisto closed his eyes and rested his mind, let go of his arms, allowing Sisley to sit up.

The sofa was big and deep enough for three Sisleys to squeeze together on it.Ken handed Sisley a waffle topped with syrup, and Sisley put a finger on Mephisto's arm, leaned close to her face, and bit off the sweetest side with an aww.

Sisley: *chews*

Mephisto: *mind chews*

Memphis sat up from his dying illness on the sofa.

"This is delicious." She affirmed.

Feed them both a few more times, and Ken took a bite too.Facing the gazes of Sisley and Mephisto, he nodded silently and affirmatively with the remaining waffle in his mouth.

--delicious.

A waffle served to three hungry Sisleys, two of whom were also exercising a lot, was like sprinkling a grain of wheat into two thousand white pigeons—it was gone in a blink of an eye.

As a nondescript appetizer, when Sisley was still choosing whether to eat sea urchin sushi or salmon roe sushi first, Ken had already set his sights on a bowl of tonkotsu ramen, and he would feed Sisley and Mephisto alone first. I took a spoonful, and then I started to fill my stomach sporadically.

While eating, he shared feelings with Sisley from time to time, until the three Sisleys were all satisfied with small flowers on their heads, and felt the warmth of their stomachs together, as if each of them drank hot and delicious soup.

After "eating" a bowl of ramen, Sisley finally made a choice, whether sea urchin or salmon roe is better.

Sisley: The salmon roe sushi is amazing!

Ken and Mephisto didn't dispute that.

The vinegar rice has distinct grains, and the large orange-red transparent fish roe will fall out of the fence cut out of seaweed when shaken a little.

Sisley opened her mouth wide and swallowed the salmon roe sushi in one gulp; with a little force, the orange-red granules exploded in her mouth, juicy and delicious, perfectly matched with vinegared rice and seaweed.

Mephisto and Ken had the foresight to put their hands on Sisley's shoulders on one side; so at this moment, the three Sisleys slumped together on the sofa, showing a squinting smile of "life is good" .

Next, the whole box of Japanese food was eaten by Sisley and the others one by one.

There is no food restriction for the avatars, not to mention, the usual Sisleys simply can't get enough to eat at Wayne's house.

For no reason, let Sisley's body secretly transport food into the bedroom; it is completely different from ordering food happily in a hotel openly and aboveboard.

When Sisley couldn't eat anymore and finished slowly with a small Haagen-Dazs bowl, Mephisto and Ken were digging hard while holding the honeycomb cake, and the other was enjoying the cheese fondue.

"They're all delicious." Sisley concluded, "Let's order some more tomorrow."

"Also Abaddon and the others." Mephisto reminded her by scraping off the remaining cream on the box wall.

Sisley began to seriously consider whether she would arouse Iron Man's vigilance if she went on like this.

Mephisto leaned over and ate her ice cream from a spoon while her hands hung in the air in thought.

Sisley couldn't help being amused by herself.

After dinner, Sisley sat on the sofa watching TV while Ken and Mephisto packed and packed things.

Uneaten food was returned to the refrigerator, leaving some rations for Abaddon and Gabriel.

Ken came over silently from behind the sofa, lightly pressed Sisley's neck, and pasted a thin envelope.

—Look, the invitation.

He said.

"What is it?" Sisley was interrupted by him, so she turned her attention away from the TV series and asked him.

——Tomorrow at six o'clock in the evening, there will be a casual reception for food evaluation.

The envelope was delivered by the hotel with takeaway food, and then it was thrown aside and no one cared about it. Mephisto didn't see Sisley's name on the envelope until he was cleaning up the battlefield.

"Going?" Sisley asked Ken.She heard his answer so seamlessly that the whole thing seemed to be talking to herself.

"Then go."

Sisley: Come to New York just to have fun!

If the entire impression of this city last time was muddled, then this time, Sisley came to relax the whole time, wherever there was excitement, she would go there.

Ken, of course, unconditionally supports any decision she makes.

Mephisto had no objection to this either.

During this period, she came over to listen to the general idea, then walked back quickly to put bath water in the bathroom.

The back of the purple-haired woman is slim and graceful, and the skirt is shining, as if she is a bewitching girl walking out of a painting, but she is actually trying the temperature of the bath water in a very virtuous wife and mother.

Sisley stood at the door and looked at it for a while, holding back her laughter at her own association.Ken touched her hand, and the corners of his lips curled up because of this association.

Mephisto felt the two gazes behind him, and waved angrily, motioning for the two of them to come over.

There were countless pieces of soft bathrobes hanging in the closet in the bathroom, and the three Sisleys were all changed before they stepped into the oversized bathtub.

It is said that it is a bathtub, but the size is actually comparable to a small swimming pool.

The heat steamed Sisley's face, fumigated her vision.Mephisto put the water at just the right temperature and it was so hot that Sisley melted happily in the hot water.

"The night scene is so beautiful." She sighed in a low voice.

"Yes."

The voice of the monarch of hell came with a smile.

Abaddon and Gabriel appeared out of thin air, a huge goat's horns erected, silky black hair hanging down to the ankles, a six-winged wing flickered behind him, and a soft holy light flowed with each falling feather.

Sisley was temporarily melted in the hot water, unable to swim from the other side of the glass window to the other side of the bathtub, it was Mephisto who swam gracefully through the water, raised a wet, pink arm from the water, "pop ’ with a slap on Gabriel’s arm, leaving a wet trail.

Due to the composition and appearance of the characters, this scene is like an oil painting where desire tempts an angel to fall.

Gabriel's gaze was deep, looking at the palm of his hand thoughtfully—in fact, Sisley was just digesting all the news from the other Sisley.

The bathrobes are in the closet, and the food is in the refrigerator. They ate a lot, and there will be a reception tomorrow... After Gabriel concluded, he patted Abaddon who stretched out his hand consciously, and went to the kitchen to get the food.

Abaddon put away the goat horns on his head, and his black hair was only visible to his shoulders, and went to change into a bathrobe.

Mephisto turned and swam away, leaving only a small dark ripple. The next second, Abaddon stepped into the place where she swam away, and sighed smoothly.

Abaddon: *melts*

Based on Sisley's own reaction, the rest of Sisley fell in love with bathing honestly no matter what.

If an uninformed person stands here, he will be deeply shocked by this scene.

A pool of handsome men and beautiful women who seem to have been fabricated by God himself is there. The scene is obviously nothing, but people can't help but sneak a peek through their fingers, as if it is a forbidden fruit with a blushing heart.

The blond man closed his eyes slightly, hanging around the bath, half out of the water, leaning back, breathing deeply; the woman with light purple hair swam underwater for a while, like a vigorous and beautiful mermaid; Abaddon was in the same state as Ken. He was sitting in a shallower place, squinting his eyes, like a big sleepy cat; a tray floated slowly along the current, and there was Gabriel who had changed into a bathrobe El was tentatively entering the water, and the water mist moistened his cold eyes, and for a moment he looked beautiful and harmless.

As for Sisley, she was purring.

Purr purr purr purr...until the passing Mephisto showed kindness and dragged her out of the water.

"That's great..." Sisley leaned on Mephisto's arms and sighed heartily.

There are even faucets with different scented bubbles in this bathroom, which can be unscrewed and adjusted at will, which can be called the pinnacle combination of financial ability and aesthetic ability.

Iron Man, super nice and generous man.