Meg's mouth moved quickly. Seeing Karen's complicated expression beside her, she felt a little embarrassed: "I think... this chicken tastes average, barely edible."
Before you say that, can you please stop eating so fast? Karen looked at her greasy mouth and couldn't help but complain.
Meg also felt that this kind of awkward conversation was a bit embarrassing, so she quickly changed the subject: "Actually, well, this fish looks much better than this roast chicken."
Karen: “…Natalie did that.”
Meg suddenly felt that the chicken in her mouth was no longer so sweet.
She looked at Natalie, who was wearing a white dress and had long legs and was chatting with a group of housewives not far away.
This guy with long legs changed his clothes again.
When she first arrived at the community, she was wearing a simple white dress.
When she visited Jeffrey, she changed into a creamy white mini dress and a knee-length skirt.
At this moment, Natalie was wearing a simple and elegant backless white dress, revealing her beautiful back curve.
"Wow, come on! Who would dress like that to attend a Barbie party?" Meg said with disgust, "I mean, there are children here."
Karen had to interrupt: "Meg, it's just a summer skirt. Although it's a little short, it's still very fashionable and seductive..." When she said this, she couldn't help but show envy on her face.
That white dress is not only beautiful, but more importantly, it allows the person wearing it to fully demonstrate their own strengths.
The same dress on someone else, like... Meg
Karen glanced at the woman next to her. Her red, blue, and white plaid skirt looked old-fashioned and tasteless.
If it were her wearing that beautiful backless white dress, it would definitely cry bitterly and be sad and desperate!
No wonder Meg was full of envy and jealousy, and secretly said sour words behind others' backs.
Meg, however, continued to belittle the long-legged beauty: "Yeah, it's erotic enough!"
At this moment, her face changed: "Damn it, what is Danny doing? I'm going to check his phone later! If he dares to pretend to send an email and secretly take a picture of her ass, he won't be able to expect me to give him a bxxxjxx in the future!"
Karen: Can you please stop talking about your relationship in front of me? Are you so disrespectful of your own privacy now
On the other side, Selina left Karen to block the gun, and she carried the plate and picked up two German grilled sausages as she walked past the oven.
After taking a bite, she smacked her lips and said, "It's OK, but it doesn't look like the ones originally made in Germany."
Strolling, she came to the edge of a circle and looked at Mr. Tim, who was the focus of everyone.
The travel writer was bragging about his desert death trip: "… you know what? I was ready to write a suicide note to Natalie, if she could get it. But in front of me appeared a camel, the same one I rescued three years ago."
Everyone was amazed. Jeff's face was full of anticipation. He immediately responded with a qualified smile: "Does it still remember you?"
Tim groaned and patted Jeff on the shoulder: "No, Jeff, it's just an animal, and it's not that smart. But I rode it, returned to the city, and survived."
Everyone laughed, and Jeff was a little embarrassed, but he laughed too.
Jeff is such a nice guy! Selina smiled and shook her head, then passed the plate to her side: "I left one for you, no need to thank me."
She didn't even need to look back to know that Luke was standing behind her.
Luke took the plate from her, picked up the remaining German sausage, took a bite and chewed it twice, then looked at the sausage on the fork: "Hmm, authentic American flavor."
Selina: "… I'm a big German sausage, okay?"
Luke was stunned, and took another bite to confirm his feeling again: "Well, Nike shoes made in China are also American products."
The two of them stopped listening to the traveler Mr. Tim's nonsense and withdrew from the circle.
"Are you done?" Selina asked.
Luke hummed, "Easy, what about you?"
Selina: "Apart from meeting that bitch Meg who gossiped about people behind their backs, nothing special happened."
Luke: "The problem is that she doesn't gossip, right?"
Selena was speechless.
The two walked to another circle where a dart game was going on.
Meg's husband Danny was bragging: "See, this is the Clevedon technique I invented. I won the community darts competition five times in a row with it."
Selina couldn't help but mutter, "Wow, this guy can brag better than his wife."
Luke chuckled and whispered, "If we build a shooting range here, we can win five consecutive championships."
Over there, Meg's husband Danny was already showing off to the long-legged Natalie, asking her to go up and try too.
Luke and Selina looked at Natalie as she acted like a novice and seemed to have difficulty aiming at the target. Danny even had an expression on his face that said "you are still too young".
The next moment, Natalie smiled and said, "I don't know how to do this. I'll just use the method I'm most used to."
As she spoke, she stood sideways and held the dart in one hand.
whoosh!
Right in the heart.
whoosh!
Two more darts hit the bull's eye as well.
Here everyone plays the 101 rules, which is a simplified version of the official game.
In a three-dart round, the first player to score 101 points wins.
A bull's eye is worth 50 points, and hitting all three darts is worth 150 points, meaning you pass the round.
This is definitely the level of a professional player.
"It seems that I don't need to learn your techniques." Natalie smiled brightly and turned away.
Danny, the bald middle-aged man, was left to be mocked by several male colleagues: "Haha, Danny, does your face hurt?"
"Shut up, Oren."
Then, he saw Selina, and his eyes lit up: "Selina, do you want to come and play too?"
Selina pouted: "Darts? I've never used them."
Danny: “I’ll teach you.”
Selina chuckled, grabbed the fork from Luke's plate and threw it away.
whoosh!
The circle of men fell into silence.
I saw that the fork was stuck vertically in the center of the bull's eye.
Selina pouted: "It doesn't seem that difficult, you guys should just play it."
The men looked at each other and watched Selina walk away leisurely.
Luke smiled and walked forward, pulling the fork off the bull's eye: "Sorry, this target should still be usable."
He walked a short distance away when he heard Danny being mocked by his colleagues again.
"Danny, you've become the third place in the community. You need to practice your Cleveston technique more."
"roll!"
Luke and the other man came together.
As they walked, Selina whispered, "She's very good at darts."
Luke smiled and said, "Your flying fork is also very powerful. But please, next time don't throw the fork I used, okay?"
Selina shrugged. "That guy is just as annoying as his wife Meg. By the way, Natalie is a great cook. She made a fish that I haven't even eaten before. It looked very beautiful."
Luke was curious: "Where is it?"