Extra: Banquet Journey III

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The cheap sister-in-law is wearing a silk-like midi dress today, a little above the knee.

Such a skirt is very conservative, but it can't resist her lying down, and the skirt flies forward and hangs on her waist.

A few meters away from someone with keen eyesight can be said to be completely visible and unobstructed.

Luke couldn't help chuckling, and whispered in Elena's ear, "Well, is this the artist's choice? Love love."

Looking at the dolphin that was quite tightly wrapped by the light purple hollowed-out cloth, Elena slapped someone in Huahua's mouth, so that he would not be allowed to gloat.

But when she saw her pouted buttocks, she couldn't help laughing: yes, this Mary, even though she is almost forty, usually behaves dignifiedly and politely, but in private she is still a childish temperament.

Margaret smirked for a moment, then she turned her head and saw that both of them were looking at her and laughing.

For her, there is no such thing as shame in front of two good friends, as long as everyone is happy.

Elena hit someone who was sarcastic, helped him take off her high heels, and then stepped forward to help Margaret untie her stiletto sandals.

By the way, she checked her knees and elbows to make sure there were no scratches, and the two women stood up together.

Margaret naturally handed her pair of high-heeled sandals that caused the "car accident scene" to Luke: "Help me get them too, thank you."

Luke took it and saw her expression turning to look at the seaside: "Do you want to go to the sea to play?"

Margaret: "Yeah, unfortunately I didn't bring a swimsuit."

Luke didn't care: "Then you wait here for a while, I have a swimsuit in the car."

Margaret snorted, pulled Elena and ran to the beach: "Let's go, look at that cloud, the shape and color, and the vacant space around it, doesn't it look like a natural composition? "

Luke watched the two women run to the beach and chatted while stepping on the water, before he walked into the manor's seaside with a circle of low landscape plants.

Of course, there is no such thing as a swimsuit in his car. Ordinary clothes and towels are prepared, but there are a lot of swimsuits in the storage space.

It's not that Luke has a hobby of collecting swimsuits, it's purely an employee benefit-several villain doctors in Space No. 2 have been reforming through labor.

But as he gradually collected complete scientific research teams and "logistics support teams" for these villain scientists, various research results began to be produced one after another.

Like his Nano Armor, about 30% of the technology comes from this team.

The research and development of Life One is basically handed over to them.

Although everyone from the team director to the researcher is a group of famous people, life imprisonment for labor reform is also an established policy, so a certain reward mechanism must be given.

Normal prisons have full sentences and paroles, of course Luke doesn't have them here.

Since entering the second space, these bad guys can only work in it until they die, so the reward can only be material.

Various professional entertainment facilities have naturally become the first choice, such as... luxury swimming pools.

Of course, normal people understand that the most attractive part of a swimming pool is never the water, just like the most attractive thing in most bars is not the wine.

The "logistics support team" of Space No. 2 also came into being.

Hundreds of male and female villains with no scientific research ability and just bad names were arrested into the second space.

Luke simply and rudely performed plastic surgery and training according to the face of a similar star, and then brainwashed with his mental ability, and finally injected nanoworms for monitoring and control.

A "logistics support team" that can meet all the service needs of the men and women of the scientific research team has emerged.

Things like swimsuits are just a very basic consumable.

The majority of the scientific research team is men, and there are naturally more women in the "logistics support team", and the models are complete, tall, short, fat and thin.

Therefore, the swimsuits purchased in bulk by Luke are also complete in size and style.

He stuffed two swimsuits, a pair of swimming trunks, slippers, several large bath towels, and beach mats into a large bag.

After thinking about it, he simply got another food box and put a bottle of red wine in it.

The cheap sister-in-law has a soft spot for red wine, but she doesn't want to drink it alone.

I came out to play today, and the banquet trip was lost by those mad dog-like men, so I could only use red wine to make up for her.

These things were ready in less than ten seconds, and Luke waited a few more minutes before walking back to the beach.

The two women are facing the sunset sea, indulging in the discussion of scenery and composition, and they keep making gestures when it comes to the rising point, completely forgetting his existence.

When the sunset fell into the distance, leaving only a faint shimmer, and the sky no longer had the inspiring sunset seascape, Margaret thought of Luke.

Turning his head, he saw someone laying lazily on the beach, holding a glass of red wine elegantly shaking in front of him.

Well, it's not that he deliberately pretended, it's just that he's not really interested in red wine.

As for dangling a cup in your hand, its purpose is no different from dangling a bell block of grilled steak in front of a gold nugget.

Sure enough, the sister-in-law's eyes lit up immediately, and after cheering, she ran over with a string of coquettish smiles: "Luke, you're amazing, you know I want this."

Seeing her happy for a little surprise, Luke smiled without saying a word: It's good to be simple, my dog ​​head is more difficult to coax than you now.

A few minutes later, Margaret ate half a glass of red wine, put the glass on the food box temporarily used as a dining table, and lay down contentedly and sighed: "Wow, it's so comfortable to lie down like this."

Elena chuckled lightly and draped the large bath towel that Luke handed over her shoulders, and also draped one for Margaret lying beside her.

This is the open seaside of Long Island. After dark, the sea breeze brings a faint coolness.

The fabrics of her and Margaret's skirts didn't keep them warm, and they didn't feel good when they got cold.

Margaret's cool shoulders were covered by a large bath towel, and then she noticed more details: "Wow, are you even ready for the bath towel? Well, and this beach mat, this box... Luke, If you're a waiter, you're sure to get some of the highest tips in the world."

Luke smiled and said, "Thank you for your praise, but unfortunately I can't stand the job of going to work on time."

Margaret was a little drunk, and her words floated up: "Mmmm, so I should tip you now." Duang sat up as he spoke, and began to feel on his body.

Elena reminded kindly: "You were sent to the gate of the manor by the driver, and you didn't bring a wallet at all."

Margaret was stunned for a moment, and remembering this, her hands subconsciously moved to her chest and digged into the gap: "Yes, but Harry said that I should at least prepare a hundred-dollar bill on my body for emergencies."

Irina reluctantly reached out and pulled out her hand, which she had taken out several times: "Do you want to tell me that today's chest stickers are made of hundred-yuan bills?"

Margaret was stunned, and then hugged her head after a moment: "God, I forgot. I didn't wear a chest protector today, and without a chest protector, I didn't have a small opening for putting bills, so I didn't bring that money. "