Rebirth of India: Superior

The consequence of overplaying is that he won't be able to get up the next day. If he wasn't so hungry, Shakru would really not want to open his eyes at the wonderful moment of noon. He picked up the phone and ordered lunch, then shook his female companion awake. After Cassie and him got tired of each other for a while, they lazily walked to the bathroom.

The two took a shower, basked in the sun by the window, and enjoyed lunch. Cassie suggested: "The weather is nice, how about we go to the park to sunbathe in the afternoon?"

Shaklu looked at the sky outside the window and nodded: "Invite them out too?"

Cassie also thought it was good, so she took out the phone to contact him, but Denaro and Beynon had other arrangements. Although they did not explain clearly, Cassie hung up the phone with understanding... smiled and hugged Shakru's neck: "They went off to have fun and now it's just us."

Looking at the people lying around and basking in the sun, Shaklu didn't expect that even in November, the number had not decreased. It really had to snow to stop these guys who longed for the sun. But the weather was really great, it was probably 20 degrees in the afternoon, and the sunshine was very comfortable.

She chose a flat piece of grass and laid out a layer of mats. Then, like most people around her, she took off her clothes without hesitation, wearing only her bikini. She stretched her body a few times and took out various sunscreen products from her handbag. Studying vigorously.

Shakru is not surprised by this. When the weather is hotter, you can still see topless girls in Central Park. Compared to now, the weather has made everyone much more civilized. He also took off his shirt and put on a pair of shorts, blending into the natural atmosphere of basking in the sun.

Shakru glanced at Cassie, who was suffering from choice syndrome, and suggested: "It's not hot, use SPF10, PA+."

"I'm an expert." She smiled and sat down, "Help me."

"Of course." Shakru never mind good jobs.

Cassie was lying face down comfortably. Shakru untied the knot of her bra and applied it evenly on her. Then he looked at the white girls nearby and made a comparison in his mind. There are many differences between white and Latina women. White people have rough skin, are prone to spots, and have abundant body hair.

Relatively speaking, Hispanics who are a mixture of Europeans and South American natives are more balanced, their skin is not so rough, and their body hair varies from person to person, but Cassie's is very smooth, and with her brown skin, many white women are also beautiful. Longing for the "wheat color" that can be tanned.

Cassie looked back at him: "What are you thinking about now?"

"Comparing the differences in racial characteristics." Shakru said with a smile, "I discovered that Latin American women are still great and have many advantages..."

Cassie listened some and nodded: "Each in their own way, but I'm glad you're passionate about it."

"I'm not white, and I'm not racist." Shakru lay down next to her. She lay on her side, put a little on his belly and rubbed it gently.

"And I just hate those white people. I'm looking forward to their expressions at that time. Not to mention far away, as far as the United States is concerned, if you think about it, the growth rate of white people in the United States is very low, while the growth rate of black people and Latin Americans is obviously much faster. If there are too many, white people will be a minority group in a hundred years.”

She nodded: "It stands to reason."

Shakru said indifferently: "In fact, not only the United States, but Europe has also been facing the trend of Arabs moving north. Who can stop the laws of nature?"

Cassie was not interested in those and focused on him: "Tell me about your experience in India. For example, what is your life like? It is said that you are a noble in India?"

"Nobles?" Shakru shook his head, "No, it's not the aristocrats you imagined. They do have some privileges, but there are also those who don't get along well, such as my father who died young. In fact, many things have been unveiled. There is nothing rare about it, just like the society in "Don Juan", which is gorgeous on the outside but rotten and ugly on the inside... In the final analysis, it is better for Americans to simply throw away European history without caring and just create their own tomorrow with peace of mind. "

She said: "Your mentality is really good."

He nodded: "Of course, there are few things that time can't kill, so try to find something happy..."

In the evening, Shakru and Cassie had dinner at a restaurant, and then took advantage of the lights to appreciate the prosperity of Manhattan. In other cities in the United States, going out for shopping at night is not a good idea because day and night are two completely different worlds, especially for single women. But as the most prosperous city in the world, the security in this area of ​​Zhongcheng District is still guaranteed.

They left their mark in the crowded Times Square, and then moved to the busiest Fifth Avenue in New York. This is the famous Brand Street, where major brands from the world gather. As the face of the city, its luxury really attracts countless people from all over the world. People come here admiringly.

"So beautiful!" Cassie held Shakru's arm, her eyes lingering on the exquisite products in the store window.

"Why don't you go in and take a look?" Shakru asked her. They walked down the road like this. She just slowed down and took a look, and did not move her feet.

"Reason!" she told him. "And reality."

"Well, it takes years and years of accumulation." He was already familiar with this routine.

"That's right." She looked away, "You can't look at it, otherwise I won't be able to help but lose my fortune!"

"Why don't you just do whatever you want for once?" Shakru encouraged her, "You go pick out the clothes you like, and I'll pay for it. Just treat it as a gift from your trip to New York."

Some Westerners are rational about consumption, usually splitting the bill equally. For example, the French start to calculate carefully when they have to pay the bill after a romantic break. It is normal for men and women to share the burden, but it does not mean that everyone likes it that way - if one party is very rich.

Cassie is obviously not a cheap woman, so she is hesitating.

"Don't think too much." Shakru pulled her into a brightly lit store, "Just give me a chance to show your gentlemanly manners."

"Okay." She finally wavered.

However, letting a woman go shopping with confidence is still an open Pandora's box, which requires enough patience and energy to deal with... Shakru can already feel the obvious difference between women's thinking and his. As a man, he usually aims at the target, walks to the area, and completes the task; however, women walk once, read all the content, and then come again, pick and choose, and finally like it.

Only the last scene makes the process worthwhile: Cassie, in disguise, wears a tweed coat, a color-blocked handbag, black cropped pants, pointed high heels, and square-frame sunglasses that Shakur put on her, giving her a real British fashion style.