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The lady was upset by her friend's words.
Muscle, younger, innocent, each keyword was stirring her desire.
With a wave of her hand, the lady called the waiter.
"Hello, Mrs. White, how can I help you?"
The lady pointed at Jiang Lu and asked, "Who is that?"
"Hold on."
The waiter whispered into the radio, then replied, "A new face with a big wallet, who has never been here before, calling himself Mr. Park."
"Well..." the lady ordered, "Tell him that all his expenses will be charged to me. In return, I would like to meet him privately later."
The waiter was obviously surprised, but he nodded: "Okay."
After the waiter left, the friend asked in surprise: "You are not... Are you crazy? He looks about the same age as your son White. If he knew that I made you pay attention to him, he would kill me. He would not care whether I am his godmother or not!"
A hint of hesitation flashed across the lady's eyes, but it only lasted for a moment, and was quickly replaced by determination.
"Then why not just keep it from him?"
Chapter 72: Falling into a trap, unable to hide the decline, desperate counterattack shows style
Jiang Lu stared at everything on the stage intently.
He felt sad for the city at this moment.
It was hard for him to imagine that such entertainment could be so popular in such a big city.
Look at these audiences, which one of them is not a dignitary, which one of them is not a celebrity?
It is laughable that the elites who occupy most of the social resources do not think about deeper issues, but instead gather here to watch such vulgar performances and call it art.
Suck!
Jiang Lu swallowed the saliva that flowed from the corner of his mouth and denounced this terrible social phenomenon indignantly:
"Okay! One more!"
"Mr. Park, are you satisfied?" The waiter bent down respectfully with a tray in his hand.
"Satisfied. This powerful split is like a kick into my heart."
Jiang Lu smiled and turned back, then stared at the wine on the tray and said, "I didn't order any drinks."
"Ah, this is what the elegant lady ordered for you, a Tequila Sunrise."
The waiter pointed to Mrs. White who was smiling sideways in front of him and explained, "She said that in her heart you are like the rising sun in the desert. Besides, your bill for today has been settled by that lady."
"Oh?" Jiang Lu looked at Mrs. White in surprise.
Although the light was dim, Jiang Lu could still see a lot of details at a glance——
Time has left some traces on her delicate face, but it has made her unique Latin American charm even more charming. Her wheat-colored skin exudes a wild atmosphere against the off-white fur.
Mrs. White raised her glass, as if she wanted to drink with Jiang Lu from a distance.
The slender arms that slipped out of the sleeves made Jiang Lu sure that her figure must be maintained quite perfectly.
Jiang Lu played a trick. He stood up deliberately and raised his glass in a very gentlemanly manner to clink glasses.
Then Mrs. White also stood up from her seat, covering her mouth, and did the same thing to Jiang Lu.
Now her front was completely exposed.
The tight skirt under the fur coat vaguely outlines her amazing waist-to-hip ratio, and the perfect collar opening also makes her look vaguely visible.
She wasn't wearing stockings, which was exactly what Jiang Lu wanted.
Because any kind of stockings would be superfluous to such a natural skin color.
Jiang Lu bowed slightly to express his gratitude. Mrs. White nodded, then sat down with her back to Jiang Lu, as if nothing had happened.
"Did she say anything else?" Jiang Lu asked the waiter beside him, shaking his wine glass.
"She wants to invite you to dinner later."
"That's right."
The waiter humbly said: "Well, I will pick you up in advance after the show."
"Ah."
The performance was still going on, but Jiang Lu's attention was no longer on the stage.
He felt the heavy responsibility on his shoulders.
The people who come to watch this kind of performance are definitely not good people. With contempt for this kind of art, he feels it necessary to teach the audience of this art a lesson.
Especially this kind of typical case that comes right to our doorstep must be criticized.
Jiang Lu deeply realized that this had nothing to do with the individual, but was a kind of self-confidence that came from culture. He urgently needed to speak out for the traditional ideas in his heart and expose and combat this vulgar and bad habit!
......
A high-end French restaurant.
Jiang Lu and Mrs. White sat face to face in the window seats, listening to the chef explain the dishes on the menu to them.
“This is our signature dish, duck liver and lobster ravioli, it is made from…”
"All right."
Jiang Lu raised his hand to interrupt: "I don't care about its name or how it's made, I only care about whether it tastes good."
Mrs. White covered her mouth gently and gave a subtle smile when she heard this.
“Very good, I order it every time I come here, or rather I come here just for this dish.”
"That's no problem."
Jiang Lu waved his hand, signaling the chef to leave.
Looking at the cleared restaurant and the wide view outside the window, Jiang Lu sighed meaningfully: "This is my first time in such a high-end restaurant."
"Really?" Mrs. White was obviously unconvinced. "But your calmness tells me that you have seen a lot more than this. You seem to be able to handle it with ease."
"Really?" Jiang Lu smiled: "Maybe I'm just trying to be calm, but I'm actually really nervous."
"I like your frankness."
As she spoke, Mrs. White stood up and poured Jiang Lu half a glass of aperitif wine. In order to reach Jiang Lu's glass, she inevitably leaned forward.
Jiang Lu calmly turned his head and looked out the window.
Mrs. White's smile gradually faded, and she looked vaguely unhappy.
"So you don't want to have dinner with me?"
"No, why would you think so?" Jiang Lu explained, "It's just that the education I received does not allow me to do anything offensive to women, whether it's saying something inappropriate or some embarrassing stares, which is degrading."
Mrs. White was delighted.
"I didn't misjudge him."
She raised her glass with satisfaction, her eyes a little blurry: "What a lovely boy."
Jiang Lu's face changed because he felt the other person's high heels on his feet, and the other leg had kicked off the shoes and lifted up to his knees.
Expert...
Jiang Lu became a little more serious.
"Sister...sister, what are you doing?" He lowered his head shyly and made some futile struggles.
"Sister?" Mrs. White smiled even more broadly: "You actually call me that. Do you know how old I am?"
"I...I don't even know your name."
"Name? Haha, the name isn't important. Well, probably. Maybe I'll tell you, but it depends on the situation."
Jiang Lu blushed, blinked shyly, stared at the tablecloth, but secretly glanced at her from time to time, and said with a little stubbornness: "You will definitely tell me!"
"Then...it depends on your performance."
"What...what performance?" Jiang Lu's face was full of innocent confusion.
Mrs. White smiled without saying anything, quietly exerted force on her toes, and then admired Jiang Lu's reaction.
......
"Oh! God! Oh my God!"
Mrs. White's face was no longer calm. She covered her mouth and knelt on the ground in a daze in fear.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Lu sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at Mrs. White, with the corners of his mouth raised in contempt.
He just likes this kind of face-slapping segment where he pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger.
"You clearly look like just a child, how is this possible?! This doesn't make sense!"
"Huh? You know I'm just a kid, but you're still targeting me?"
A sense of justice suddenly filled Jiang Lu's heart: "You have been arrested by me!"
The surprise faded, replaced by eager anticipation. Mrs. White licked her lips and asked, "What will happen if I get arrested?"
"Of course I'll be punished!"
Jiang Lu seriously took the cream he had just asked for from the restaurant from the bedside.
Mrs. White had previously asked Jiang Lu why he wanted to take this thing, but the latter did not tell her, saying it was a surprise. It was not until now that she finally knew what the surprise was!
"This...this is impossible, right?"
"Don't underestimate your potential, asshole!"
“Hmm…Hmm!”
At this moment, the hotel doorbell rang.
"Room service, sir, your drink order."
"it is good."