Ronan sat up from the dark space.
Your system is so messed up...
Ronan stood up with a strong voice. No matter how delicious this mouthful of soft rice is, I won't eat it!
I'm going to read the file. I'll read the file.
Based on the urinary properties of the system, it is likely that fifty thousand a month exceeds the current upper limit of money holdings.
Ronan is currently at a low level, and his money holding limit is only $2,000.
Should Britney be asked to spend $2,000 a month to support herself
What is the difference between this and free prostitution
No matter how thick-skinned Ronan is, he can't say such a thing.
After sitting in the space for a while, he read the file on the 16th floor of the Med Hotel.
Just like before, he entered Britney 1616's room with half push and half surrender.
Putting four bottles of wine on the table, the two looked at each other in silence.
After a while, Ronan offered to play the truth, and Britney agreed.
"Lady first."
Britney still asked the same question: "Do you have a girlfriend?"
Ronan answered truthfully no, and then asked implicitly: "Have you ever hurt anyone?"
After failing to get any useful information through the questions he regretted and regretted before, Ronan had to change the direction of his inquiry.
This injury is not said to be physical or psychological.
The entire issue has some room for maneuver.
"Yes." Britney answered simply. She held the beer can and wanted to take a sip. She seemed to remember the rules and put it down again.
"It's your turn to ask." Ronan made a gesture of invitation.
Britney licked her lips and said without asking the rich woman's question: "Tell me about your ex, what kind of person is she?"
Ronan hesitated: "Really?"
Britney blinked: "If you want to be sincere enough, just say it. If you don't want to say it, you can drink."
This sentence has been made clear.
If you want to get a sincere answer from Britney, you must show your sincerity in advance.
Ronan laughed at himself as a theoretical person, but in fact, he did have several relationships, but he just never mentioned it to anyone.
Memories are like a box filled with air.
Once opened, even if the lid is closed, some air cannot be contained.
There are still some fragments of those girls who have experienced in their lives, flashing through my mind one by one.
Ronan raised his head and seemed to be recalling: "She is quite generous, a girl with quite a personality. She seems to have no interest in anything other than going to bed, drinking and spending money. She won't ask me to pay for meals. She said it when she was drunk. A few witty words, and she would fall into my arms with a smile. If you take her home, she will be different from other coy little girls. She will say: "Do you live alone? I scream loudly." .I knew then that she was different from ordinary girls."
Britney narrowed her eyes slightly and couldn't tell what it meant: "It sounds like you quite like her."
"Yes." Ronan did not deny: "She knows what a man is thinking and what she wants. Of course she is not a bad girl, but she just doesn't know how to live. With her, I am very happy. I can be unscrupulous and even drive. Some vulgar jokes. She will cater to me and understand the jokes I throw. However, some people are tourists and will not stay at one stop for too long. Once the novelty is lost, contradictions will arise."
The outcome of the next two people, needless to say, is enough for Britney to figure out.
After licking his lips, Ronan reached into his pocket and found that there was no cigarette.
When he retracted his hand angrily, a cigarette was handed over to him.
Ronan was startled, took it, smiled at her and said, "Thank you."
Britney also took out a cigarette and held it in her mouth, threw the sachet casually towards the sofa, and sat next to him.
Snap.
Orange flames shot up and swayed, and two cigarettes were lit one after another.
Perhaps two hearts were also ignited.
Ronan took a deep breath, his negative emotions dissipated with the smoke, and curled his lips: "Isn't the hotel non-smoking?"
Britney made an O-shaped lip, blew out a faint smoke ring, and smiled: "Just don't burn this place."
I have to say that smoking when a sexy and beautiful woman does have a unique charm.
There was a puff of smoke, and the smoke narrowed the distance between the two.
Britney sat closer, her hair resting on Ronan's right hand, leaning gently into his arms.
The floral scent of shampoo on the hair, and the brand of high-end perfume that I can’t smell.
The two smells mixed together, it smells really good.
Britney played with Ronan's left hand, preventing him from bringing up the strategy manual to check his favorability.
It seems to be quite high, I don’t know if it is higher than 80 points.
"It's your turn to ask."
Ronan rested his head on hers and took a breath: "Tell me about your ex?"
Britney lowered her head and it was hard to see her expression: "He took me to heaven and hell. How can I put it, he is quite similar to your ex in some ways. Some people just It’s suitable for heart transplantation, but for some people, it’s only suitable for kidney transplantation.”
She turned over and lay flat on Ronan's lap, looking at his face.
Their eyes met, and there was something subtle in the air.
The distance between the two is getting closer and closer...
The watery eyes were slightly closed, and the long eyelashes were constantly trembling, showing a little bit of Britney's inner nervousness.
The European and American model has a round yet charming face and a small, straight and delicate nose, exuding the delicacy of a work of art.
That fair little face was flushed with blush, and her soft pink lips had soft and clear lip lines.
Ronan felt a little hot all over his body, and his arms were also a little hot. Once emotions reach a certain point, it is difficult to contain them.
I don’t know who raised the head, but the two thin lips were intertwined...
etc!
Archiving is a good habit, save one first and then talk about it.
…
Done.
According to Britney's previous request, Ronan began to teach Chinese.
At first, it was some simple words.
For example, the first day is called Dan, the second day is called Chang, the third day is called Jing, the ninth day is called Xu, the tenth day is called Morning, and the day of being locked up is called Jian.
Gradually, the style of painting changed.
Saying it but not saying it is called a holiday.
If you don’t know me, I call it birthday.
If it can't be said, it can't be said. It's called a festival.
After teaching some verbs, the next step is idioms.
It's easy to talk about being acquainted with people, being deeply rooted, striving for excellence, and stopping by stillness.
Later on, even high-level idioms such as seeking scriptures from the West and being content with one's content came out.
The integrity cultivated through nine years of compulsory education was completely lost at this moment!
Britney smiled the whole time and let Ronan talk nonsense seriously.
When his mouth was dry and he was drinking wine to soothe his throat, she took his hand and wrote a word on the palm of his hand.
state.
Ronan raised his eyebrows and looked at Britney meaningfully: "What do you mean?"
She leaned over and bit her earlobe, lowering her voice: "****, **, **."
(The speed of the car is too fast, the author manually adjusts it)
At this moment, Ronan realized firsthand the charm brought by words...