Lucien’s eyes are indifferent and arrogant. He is the only one who uses money to drive all the women away. How could a woman give him money to get rid of him now? <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
He looks at Nina very still, and his long and thin eyes narrow into a line, like a beast about to leave the gate. <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
Nina can’t help but shrink into the quilt. She makes him so angry, so isn’t he going to… rape first and then kill? <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
Lucien approaches her step by step. <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
Nina’s eyes dodges for a while, then she suddenly opens them in panic! <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
Nina tightly shrinks her body at the head of the bed and bites her lips in fear. <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
Is it too late to regret now? She’s wrong, she’s really wrong! <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
“Nina, now that you want to play, I will accompany you to the end!” Lucien’s voice is arrogant with bloodthirsty fury, and then he pulls Nina’s quilt away! <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
Until it is about to dawn, Nina falls asleep drowsily. <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
She’s really tired! The physical strength of this life is almost used up this night! <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
Nina is awakened by Lucien’s calm low voice. <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
“Isn’t the land of Amarillo ready for shooting? Why is there such a problem now?” His voice is very low with anger. He says it and looks at Nina at the same time, as if he is afraid to disturb her. <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
Nina closes her eyes and pretends to sleep. <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
Lucien hangs up the phone and makes another call, “Linda, book me a ticket to Texas.” He looks at the watch on his wrist, “An hour later.” <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
The other end of the phone seems to be asking about the return time. <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
Lucien ponders for a while and says, “Let’s make a temporary reservation for about three o’clock on Sunday afternoon.” <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
Nina feels a little happy. That’s great! He wouldn’t pester her on Saturday! <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
Lucien hangs up and looks at Nina, who is sleeping soundly. Her long eyelashes fall down densely, and two rows of light shadows are reflected under the eyelids. <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
Her lips are pink and soft, and there is a broken at the corner of her mouth. The dried blood trace is bright red, especially charming on the fair and tender face. <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
Lucien can’t help but approach Nina’s face, and the tip of his nose almost sticks to hers. <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
Nina, who is in a fake sleep, has felt Lucien’s approach. His warm breath pours on her face, making her face itchy. <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
Nina desperately resists the urge to sneeze, and tries to make her breath smooth and deep, like a real sound sleep. <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
Suddenly, a kiss, as light as a petal, passes her lips. So fast that she almost thinks it is her own delusion. <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
Nina stealthily looks out from the eyelash gap, and Lucien has already stood at the bedside and started to wear clothes. <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
The white shirt is full of messy folds. Lucien frowns and put it on reluctantly. <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
One leg of his trousers is pressed on the bed, and the other is piled on the ground, the same crumpled as the leftovers of the next night. <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
Nina is secretly pleased. Lucien has always been very decent outside, dressing from head to toe in the top-level brands. He is going on a business trip, but he can only wear such wrinkled clothes. He must feel very upset and very uncomfortable, right? <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
Although she is quietly gloating, Nina still has to admit that Lucien is in such a good figure. Even in such clothes, he is still elegant like a king. <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
Hum, only a shirt is 1,500$ to 3,000$, and the fabric is good, the workmanship is good. Can such clothes not be graceful? In the final analysis, it’s all because he’s rich. <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
Nina thinks enviously in her heart. <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
After returning home, she learns a new word — loser plebs. At this moment, she is really a loser pleb. <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
Lucien put on the clothes well, turns his head and takes a look at Nina. Then he does something that surprises her so much that she almost jumps out of bed! <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
He… He put the money in his trouser pocket at the head of the bed! <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
Hearing the sound of a door closing, Nina immediately jumps up from the bed and takes out the envelope from the drawer to start counting. <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
That pile of money were drawn casually by her last night. She doesn’t know how much it is. <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
The amount of money left in the envelope makes Nina feel more painful! There are only $200 left! They were the $500 she took out not long ago. <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
She has almost no savings in the five years abroad. She needs to spend money on many things when she just returns home. These $500 are her whole living expenses this month! <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
Nina is helpless. She wants to cry! <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
Alas, forget it! It only cost her $200 to let a male prostitute serve her so hard for one night. It is very cost-effective. What’s more, with Lucien’s excellent figure and physical strength, no matter which male prostitute shop he is in, he will be the best one. <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
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Lucien’s eyes are indifferent and arrogant. He is the only one who uses money to drive all the women away. How could a woman give him money to get rid of him now? <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
He looks at Nina very still, and his long and thin eyes narrow into a line, like a beast about to leave the gate. <\/p>\n