Feast of villains

"Raise your head and let me see..."

Hearing this very royal voice, Nance chose to remain silent.

He shook his lowered head like a shy little girl.

"Shy?" Sister Marlene asked with a slight smile.

"No, no, I just didn't expect that you would come to me..." Nance raised his face, put away the panic in his eyes just right, and smiled honestly at her.

The lips reveal neat teeth, which are extremely white and bright, like the white walls left in the ruins.

This restrained and pure smile made Sister Marlene's lips relax involuntarily.

The instantaneous emotional change in the young man's eyes brought her refreshing and clear joy, as if she had seen a simple equation that was easy to solve.

Nance rubbed his palms nervously: "If nothing happens, I'll leave first..."

The smile in Sister Marlene's eyes suddenly became a little thicker, and she stared at him with sparkling eyes: "Why are you here alone in a daze?"

"Well, I don't know what to do..." Nance said with a blushing face, his eyes quietly turned to the crowd in the banquet hall, "I don't know any of those people, and no one will take the initiative to talk to me..."

His voice is nasal, somewhat reserved and taciturn, like a simple and wild fruit...

"Hahaha……"

Sister Marlene let out a burst of seductive laughter, and her body trembled slightly.

She had playful eyes and couldn't help but look at Nance from top to bottom. The young man's skin was particularly vibrant and his cheeks were burning like a shy teenager.

This young man's beauty is a work of art from heaven, and there is no filth commensurate with his poverty... Sister Marlene took a quick look with womanly taste and immediately realized this in her heart.

She thought to herself: Beautiful young people need to be played with by happiness.

But then Sister Marlene remembered something, and her eyebrows wrinkled in confusion.

To be honest, he became a jealous demon because of the jealousy and distortion in his heart. How could he act so innocently now... With such doubts, she smiled back at Nance: "Go get something to drink.

Let me talk to you."

Nance was confused for a moment and looked at Sister Marlene in confusion.

Of course, the so-called "can't figure it out" was Sister Marlene's conjecture. She frowned her eyebrows and asked softly: "Don't you want to talk to me?"

"No, of course not..." Nance turned his head away, not daring to look directly at that charming face.

"Go quickly." Sister Marlene urged.

"I'll get it right now, please wait a moment..." As he said that, Nance took steps to escape from the place like avoiding the police.

Looking at his back, Sister Marlene raised the corner of her mouth with a beautiful curve, and whispered softly: "Whether it is pretending or real, we will know after a test."

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In the banquet hall, Susha's eyes fell far away on the sofa.

"Poor Nance, she was playing with her..." She said something heartbroken. Miss Su immediately looked away and looked at the staff of the Universal Casino in front of her. She stretched out her hand and said, "Hurry up.

Bring me the card."

The man in a crisp uniform handed over a card with both hands: "This is Mr. Adel's card. The consumption limit is 100,000 pounds. Please check it."

"Thank you~"

Miss Su smiled happily.

This man is a junket operator in the casino, a staff member who helps the casino introduce new customers, stimulate customers to gamble, and introduce loan business to customers. She used Nance's ID to open a card in the casino and successfully obtained it.

A limit of 100,000 pounds.

Originally, according to Nance's salary level, it would be impossible to earn that much, but who could let Ms. Marlene plot against him?

"What are you doing here?"

Nance's voice came from behind. Susha put the card away with a warm smile on her face.

"Dear," she turned around, opened her hands, and pounced forward: "The baby wants to be hugged..."

"roll!"

Nance ducked sideways.

The attack was in vain, Susha looked back at him, her beautiful face felt aggrieved, she pouted and sobbed: "You forget the old one when you have a new one, you scumbag!"

"I'll deal with you after I deal with that woman!" Nance glared at her fiercely, turned around and walked towards the dining table on one side.

"Then you have to work hard!"

Miss Su cheered for him happily, and then her figure flashed.

——Go and gamble.

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Over here on the sofa, Sister Marlene was thinking about something, with a lit cigarette between her fingers.

"At least that young man has an untamed wild temperament." She whispered.

Among the circles of educated ladies, attitudes towards the word "wild" varied.

They sneer at the wildness of women. But for the wildness of young men, some of them have the desire to train them - the prerequisite is that they must be handsome.

The banquet hall was full of people, and the sound of clinking glasses could be heard one after another.

Everyone was talking about the current political situation and economic topics, but Nance was only focused on choosing food. Anyway, he didn't need money, so he might as well take this opportunity to eat as much as he could.

Sister Marlene was nestled in the sofa, like a dog with its ears pricked up, chasing him with sharp eyes.

After seeing Nance coming back with a dinner plate, she cast a practiced and tired look at him. There was a freshly extinguished cigarette butt in the ashtray on the table.

Nance still felt a little uneasy.

He wants to challenge his weakness, but he is worried that it is not strong enough...

Sister Marlene looked straight at him, her autumn eyes making people unable to help but fall deeply into them. Her slightly round face showed a faint blush, and her slender legs were wrapped in flesh-colored stockings and held together diagonally.

In front of me, it is particularly attractive.

Nance squatted in front of her and picked up the wine bottle with both hands: "I'll pour you some wine."

boom--

The cork of the champagne was pulled out, and abundant bubbles poured out.

Nance quickly moved the bottle away, and the gushing wine slightly splashed on her legs together.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know there were so many bubbles..." he explained with a blushing face, and hurriedly took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe away the bubbles that poured on Sister Marlene's legs.

In an instant, Sister Marlene felt that the dazzling whiteness of the handkerchief dispersed the turbid air in the banquet hall.

She lowered her gaze to look at him, with no strange look on her face, and her expression was still charming. She was very aware of the attraction of her legs to men, and some people wanted to have the opportunity to step on them even if they lost their money.

Did he really not know or did he do it on purpose... The smile in Sister Marlene's eyes became thicker and thicker, but she showed a trace of panic. She pulled her legs back a little and asked in a nervous voice: "Aren't you afraid of being misunderstood by Myrna?

?”

Nance wiped the foam from her legs with a handkerchief and asked doubtfully: "Who is Myrna?"

Sister Marlene's sparkling eyes flashed with a hint of astonishment, and then she let out a charming smile: "...Have you forgotten your first girlfriend?"

"?"

Nance looked shocked.

He probably knew them from his previous life, but now he has no memory at all. He has never understood the previous identity issue, and has no interest in understanding it... So when someone talks about it, he can't answer a word.

superior.

Sister Marlene looked at him with great interest: "I have investigated you, and a large part of the reason why you became a jealous demon is because Myrna dumped you because she thought you were poor. You are so close to me.

There will never be a chance to get back together with her."

Nance suddenly understood.

It turns out that's the case. No wonder my predecessor was sensitive and jealous inside.

"Thank you for telling me these things." He laughed and pointed at his head, "Before I became a familiar, I was attacked here, and all my previous memories were lost. I can't remember Mirna at all.

who."

His smile was natural and his attitude was calm. Sister Marlene, who was looking at him, was stunned. After observing his eyes, she found that there was no fakeness in his eyes. Then she felt very interesting and laughed: "To a certain extent, you are also

It’s considered unprocessed and original.”

"I don't quite understand this." Nance wiped his hands on the hem of his clothes naively, stood up and sat on the other end of the sofa.

After the true or false test is over, whether both parties believe it or not, it’s time to talk about some serious topics.