Marvel Book of Magical Events

Chapter 689 The Life of the Rich (Second Change)

Under the guidance of the maid, Wanda sat down at the dining table with a face full of embarrassment, and greeted the witches.

The gorgeous carpet is very soft, exquisite bust sculptures are placed on the table, colorful oil paintings and tapestries are hung on the walls, and expensive porcelain and wine cabinets stand on the other side of the room. The window glass was as clean as if it didn't exist, the dark brown wooden floor was smooth and bright, and the crimson drapes and curtains were neatly bundled aside. Everything is shining, and anyone can see that someone has put a lot of effort into maintaining it, and Wanda can be sure that this is the baroque style that Salomon is keen on.

The witches, who only wore thin nightgowns, leaned lazily on the high-backed chairs beside the dining table, stretching their white and blemish-free long legs at will, their belts tied up at will, and their necklines all the way down to reveal their perfect figures. Obviously, they only wore this one piece of clothing, which put a lot of pressure on Wanda in the same outfit, and she covered her body tightly. There are not many people in the world who can remain calm when facing the witch's beauty with their own eyes, especially when she is still wearing a sexy nightgown of the same style and different patterns, Wanda feels that she is almost on fire. She just wanted to hide her face behind the big plate brought by the maid, so as not to continue to embarrass herself in such a far-fetched comparison-she felt that her nails were manicured, her lips were chapped, and her fingers were lost from years of work. Thin and smooth. She felt that her teeth were uneven, her nose bridge was too high, and her eyes were too small.

The long polished oak table reflected her flushed cheeks and closed eyes.

"How was your rest last night?" Bayonetta asked her suddenly, and Wanda almost knocked over the hot coffee in her hand in surprise. She found that the black-haired woman in a black silk nightgown was looking at her with a smile, while her teacher sat on the main seat without saying a word, just cutting the meat on the plate, as if that woman was the one in charge.

She gritted her teeth, barely working up the courage to answer.

"Very well, thank you for your concern." Only then did she realize that her throat was trembling.

The nightgown she was wearing matched her hair color perfectly, as if it had been carefully prepared. The nightgown was embroidered in a darker red, while the brunette's nightgown had roses embroidered with gold thread, and the white-haired woman's nightgown had silver thread. Beunita winked at Joan, the meaning she wanted to express was obvious: this is a cute Slavic girl with a good figure, and Salomon should be prevented from stealing her.

Joan rolled her eyes, and then tried to kick the mystic with her head lowered and cutting meat with her toes.

"She's not your competitor, dear." Salomon put down the cutlery reluctantly and grabbed Joan's ankle to prevent her from knocking over the plate and dripping the sauce on the carpet. The white-haired witch didn't even have the intention of struggling, she just lay down on the high-back chair, her face was flushed, and she fumbled for her pistol with both hands. However, she only touched a fluffy guy, and the Cheshire cat howled dissatisfiedly, accusing the witch of interrupting its eating. Dinah silently put away Joan's weapon, and locked it unobtrusively. Bayonetta winked at her, expressing approval with her eyes.

Joan twisted the Cheshire Cat and threw it at Salomon.

The dinner plate was knocked over without any accident, and the clean and tidy cat was covered in sauce. The Cheshire cat didn't seem to take the insult and barked loudly until Dinah stuffed a kitty treat into its mouth and wrung it to the bathroom. The Cheshire cat was quiet for a while, but then the cat's loud meowing came from the corridor again, and it finally found out that it couldn't get rid of the fate of taking a bath-it had already taken a bath yesterday. It protested to Dinah, all the while thrashing about on its short legs. However, the maid's fingers were like iron tongs, firmly grasping the nape of its neck.

"The owner won't like a cat that smells of beef juice." Dinah gave the Cheshire Cat a verdict with a blank expression. It wasn't until she closed the bathroom door that the meowing of the Cheshire cat completely disappeared.

"Really?" The black-haired witch glanced at him and Joan of Arc, and then never mentioned the matter again. She smelled a very ambiguous smell of hormones, and Joan of Arc's performance showed that she was the master of hormones. Bayonetta turned to chatting about some things in life to divert Wanda's attention, leaving Joan flushed and overwhelmed.

Wanda gradually relaxed, and the experience of last night no longer bothered her.

The charm of the witch can conquer both men and women, and Wanda is inevitably melted by the pretendingly gentle Beunita. They chatted happily for a while in low tones. "Perhaps you should come to my cloakroom to have a look. I still have a lot of jewelry, and there must be something suitable for you." The black-haired witch sent out an invitation, "If you don't mind, in another hour, we need to go out to pick up the ones we ordered earlier. Clothes.Come on let us introduce you the best designer I am sure Salomon must have missed in this area he is just a wooden head he does not take care of girls at all we should take care of ourselves don't expect men Can enlighten."

"My dear, you are biased." Salomon said dryly, "I am also quite accomplished in the art of jewelry."

"I don't think boys who are full of magic and work can understand what women need. Compared with jewelry, maybe you have better appreciation when appreciating jewelry designers." Bayonetta pointed at the mystic mage with a croissant. She narrowed her eyes, hiding the danger under her gray eyes, "Maybe I need to give you some time?"

"I'd like to wear the ring, dear."

"I'm not proposing."

"I know, but I'm still willing." Salomon stretched out his left hand, which only had an iron-gray tail ring on it. "Perhaps one finger can wear two rings. I want to try."

Wanda felt that her throat was tight, and the enthusiasm and tenderness radiating from the witch made her almost breathless. Even the shopping trip and SPA arranged by Bayonetta for her could not relieve this feeling. No matter from which point of view, the strength of the witch is beyond comparison to her, a Slavic country girl. She feels deep despair, and even wants to cry in a place where no one is around.

She will then go to the manor in Oxfordshire and ride horses with the witches.

It is said that soon, the Witch and Salomon will move to Oxfordshire, away from New York completely. Even though they now live in a high-end apartment in Manhattan, they are still quite dissatisfied with their surrounding environment, and Salomon regards New York as a big cesspit. Compared with the estate he bought, New York was as bad as he described.

There were gardens, a horse farm, and a dock, and a private forest and glade where the sun would rain down whenever the weather was fine, and they could ride through the woods on sunny mornings, listening to the The singing of birds gallops across the well-kept meadows. After the sun is a little stronger, you can go back to the manor to have breakfast, and then spend the whole morning leisurely until you get up from a nap. In the afternoon, they could take a small boat and row up the Thames from the dock until dark. Or take a stroll in the gardens, enjoy refreshments under the umbrellas, and sunbathe at the perfect temperature.

Salomon squanders worldly money frivolously, as if it is not as important to him as a piece of paper that can wipe his ass.

"Do you want to eat at the restaurant bought by Salomon, Wanda." The witch took the arm of the witch familiarly, which made the two of them who had a height gap feel uncomfortable. Wanda forced a smile and agreed to Bayonetta's suggestion.

"where are we going?"

"Moscow."

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