The American Scripture

The bar is not too noisy, and the dance floor not far away is only surrounded by people dancing slowly under light music. Generally, the people here are mostly middle-aged, and there are few young people. Many people like to go to downtown New York.

The population of this small town is relatively small, because there are not many tourists, so although the bar is full, but they are familiar people, they say hello at will, and then find a place to drink.

"Beer!" Zhen Fan said to the waitress.

At this time Philip stopped the waitress and said with a smile: "Bring me a bottle of h﹒c﹒d here, three cups!"

"Are you finally willing to take out the bottle of wine?" Pierre smiled and turned to Zhen Fan and said, "He has always been here as a baby, because you are here, so he is willing to take it out to drink. ."

"This is my honor!" Zhen Fan nodded to Philip, saying that he had already felt his sincerity.

Soon the waitress took the wine, put down the three wine glasses, and left. Philip arrived at three glasses of wine, one for each, raised them, and said to Zhen Fan, "To thank you for treating Rachel and Kirk."

"For the two children!" Pierre also raised his glass.

Zhen Fan was not hypocritical, raised his glass, the three of them touched it together, and they all took a sip. Pierre drank very carefully, taking sips, and he could see that he valued the wine in the glass.

"It's a pity that the wine is a little bit less, it's hard to get it now!" Pierre put the wine glass down with a sigh and took the bottle. Pour himself another glass, "So drink a little less!"

"You come from Los Angeles, you must know this kind of bar. There are not many that can be bought now!" Pierre said, raising his glass again, looking at the liquid in the glass, with a state of obsession in his eyes, "this It’s the bottle that Philip had finally bid for, he was lucky!"

"Only a master can make such a fine wine!" Philip also said.

A bottle of wine is fifty thousand dollars, which is for even high-income people like Pierre or Philip. It can be considered a very extravagant thing, and being able to drink a bottle occasionally is already considered a lot of determination.

of course. Zhen Fan didn't order the wine, which was actually brewed by himself, but just looked at them with a smile. Soon, a bottle of wine dried up. Philip and Pierre both seemed unfinished, but it was a pity. There is already only half a bottle of wine. Now it is divided between three people, and each of them is not too much.

"Do you want to dance?" A tall woman with chestnut hair in her thirties, wearing a tight skirt and still maintaining a **** figure, walked over and stretched out her hand at Philip with a smile.

"Of course! Why not!" Philip took the woman's hand, stood up, and walked toward the dance floor with the woman, and they quickly hugged each other. Shake the man dance.

"Philip's girlfriend, the two have been dating for more than three years. But they haven't lived together, and they didn't mention marriage. It may be because Philip is afraid of hurting Rachel's heart." Pierre smiled to Zhen. Fan explained, "Of course... Don't expect Philip to go home with you tonight, he will definitely live in Helena's house."

"Helena?" Zhen Fan looked at it suspiciously, the woman was putting her face on Philip's shoulder.

Pierre smiled: "Yes, Helena Jenkins, who moved to town five years ago, quickly met Philip. The two fell in love at first sight, but they faced the biggest obstacle, Rachel, so..."

"Very **** woman!" Zhen Fan nodded, then looked at Pierre with a smile, "How about you?"

"Me?" Pierre laughed, "It's not very important to me, I'm used to it, but... If I want to find a woman, I would rather go to New York, where there are a lot of women for you to choose. As long as you pay enough money, it’s easy!"

"A very clever idea!" Zhen Fan laughed. Finding female **** is actually one of the ways for these men to vent. After all, the single life is not so easy to survive.

Pierre does not have a fixed partner here, so he and Zhen Fan drank here, and then ordered a dozen beers. The two of them were drinking and chatting and finished the wine. At this time Philip came over and held the woman. 'S hand smiled and said, "Forgot to introduce to you, this is..."

"I see!" Zhen Fan stood up, stretched out her hand and shook the woman's shook, "It's very nice to meet you, Miss Jenkins, I can hardly forget your beauty and **** at first sight!" Zhen Fan said. Very straightforward. Rather than being polite, you might as well speak out your senses directly.

"I introduced you to him!" Pierce also stood up and said with a smile.

"I knew it was you!" Helena. Jenkins smiled, rolled his eyes charmingly at him, and then smiled at Zhen Fan, "Mr. Zhen, it’s a great honor to know you. Philip also told me about you. He admired your medical skills very much. Rachel is really lucky!"

"Okay, Zhen!" Philip continued, "I may not go home with you tonight, can you help me take care of Rachel? You know, I and Helena..."

"I know!" Before Philip finished speaking, Zhen Fan said with a smile, "There is no problem, I hope you have a good appetite at night!" This sentence has the meaning of molesting.

Of course, this sentence also made the distance of the three people close. Originally, Pierre and Philip both wanted to have a good relationship with Zhen Fan and make friends, otherwise they would not vigorously retain Zhen Fan and let him live at home.

"Of course, don't tell them that I have six pack abs!" Although Philip said this to Helena, this kind of joke that is only made among friends is also aimed at Zhen Fan.

All three of them laughed, and Helena blushed and patted Philip on the back.

"Well, you go, don't delay because of us!" Pierre also sent a sentence.

This time Philip and Helena bid farewell to Zhen Fan and Pierre, holding hands. Out of the bar, and then disappear into the night, and in the bar, there are also couples or men and women one after another out holding hands. Let this bar finally be filled with an ambiguous taste.

"Let's go too!" Zhen Fan smiled at Pierre, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, called the waitress over, and paid the bill. Pierre insisted on paying by himself, but Zhen Fan still stopped him, "I invite you, tomorrow you invite me!" This sentence made him stop arguing.

After separating from Pierre at the intersection. Zhen Fan came to Philip's door alone, took out the key left by Philip, and gently opened the door. The light in the living room was on, Zhen Fan walked in, and placed the key in a glass plate at the door.

"Hi!" Rachel sitting on the sofa in the living room greeted Zhen Fan, "My dad didn't come back? God. I knew it would be like this. Every time he went to the bar, he went to find that s product on time!" Rachel's His complexion wasn't very good, but when he saw Zhen Fan, there was still a smile on his face.

"You mean Helena?" Zhen Fan walked to the refrigerator and took a can of drink, then sat on the sofa, as natural as he was in his own home, and opened the filled drink can with a pop. Take a sip.

"Yes. That's her!" Rachel put her white legs under the short skirt on the sofa and hugged her knees. Then turned to look at Zhen Fan, "You must have known her at the bar."

"Of course, there is no **** woman, and I can see that she loves your father very much!" Zhen Fan said, then leaned her head on the sofa and watched the TV. The news was playing on the TV.

"But I don't like her!" Rachel shook her head, let go of her hands, and leaned her upper body on the sofa. Suddenly, she only exposed the calves and knees. Because the pajamas slipped down, the white parts of the thighs were covered. Exposed.

"Actually...you are also very sexy!" Zhen Fan glanced at her snow-white thighs and said with a smile.

"Really?" Rachel smiled charmingly at Zhen Fan, "Well, I think I'm really beautiful, don't you?" She stood up and turned around in front of Zhen Fan, originally very loose The shoulder straps dropped, and a piece of white shoulders and **** collarbone were immediately exposed. It seemed that she was very confident of her figure.

"Of course, you are a beautiful, **** and clever girl!" Zhen Fan also let her eyes flow on her body, and didn't mind her showing more spring light.

"So... do you want me?" Suddenly Rachel made a **** hip gesture in front of him, slowly rubbing one hand from the bare knee, lifting the skirt up by the edge , Revealing the white thighs and even the waist and hips again. The roots of the thighs are in the shadow of the skirt, which is a bit seductive.

Zhen Fan took the can of drink and looked at her grinningly, as if watching a show, smiling: "You are so **** and beautiful. Under such circumstances, as long as a man wants you!"

"So... what are you waiting for?" Rachel's eyes were a little blurred, but her hands trembled slightly when she tried to pull off the shoulder straps.

"If you want to take it all off, I don't mind!" Zhen Fan blew a whistle, and then looked straight at her chest ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ because the shoulder strap was torn off, it has slipped off The cloth was not enough to cover her breasts, most of the snow-white **** were exposed, as well as the deep snow-white grooves.

"You..." Rachel pursed her mouth, as if finally making up her mind, "If...you can promise me one thing, then...I will be yours, tonight! Only tonight!" She gritted her teeth. Emphasized.

"Let's listen?" Zhen Fan raised the beverage can in his hand to her and pointed at her.

"You find a way to get that woman to leave my dad!" Rachel gritted her teeth and said, "As long as you can do it, I can see that my dad trusts you!"

"Of course, he trusts me, but this trust is based on my sincerity." Zhen Fan shook his head, "Why do you want that woman to leave your father then? I think she is very, very good, young Sexy, and I love you, Mr. Carell, I believe she will treat your father well."

"No, no, how could she be as good as you said!" Rachel suddenly got excited, she jumped onto the sofa, bent over to face Zhen Fan, and did not care that her clothes were hanging down. From Zhen Fan’s perspective, you can see the two tender red points inside, "She is a strange species--" (to be continued...)