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Los Angeles, California, USA. //9vk novel network netizen hand-played
The early morning glow has dyed the entire seaside international city with a faint golden glow, like a jewel inlaid on the west coast of North America.
This is a fascinating metropolis. It is not like New York in the north. It is like a reinforced concrete forest without the sky; nor is it like Miami in the south, where the hot air burns passion and forgets about it.
Here, you can feel the surging urban pulsation and the quiet urban breathing. It is like a wild and coquettish girl, and also like a quiet and graceful and dignified saint in the world.
And just to the west of such a world-famous big city is Beverly Hills on the Pacific coast-one of the few super-rich areas in the world, and the world-famous "Beverly Hills" is located here.
Many people mistakenly believe that Beverly is just the name of a small block, but in fact, it is a city with an elected mayor, police, medical, and fire departments, all of which are self-contained.
It is precisely because of the complete facilities, it is like a city within a city, coupled with the beautiful scenery and convenient location, so that Hollywood stars and wealthy people from all over the world are willing to live here.
At this moment, in a mansion that occupies high ground in Beverly Hills, in a brightly decorated and warm bedroom on the second floor, an Oriental man covered in patches is lying on the soft white bed with a big grin.
I don't know how long I slept, when a ray of morning light hit the man's feet, it warmed the skin, and it was a little itchy.
At a leisurely pace, the man opened his eyes and slurped his mouth in a daze. He looked at the dome decorated with painted patterns for a while, and he sighed for a long while thinking of what happened.
"Dear Yang Chen, you finally woke up. I thought you were going to stay in my bed and won't get up."
A blonde woman wearing a cinnamon chiffon lace round neck dress, bare-footed, leaning against the door, smiling charmingly at Yang Chen on the bed, but with a bit of joy in her eyes.
Yang Chen gently twitched the corner of his mouth, slowly got up from the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked down at his *. The little brother was exposed to the air, and he couldn't help but curl his mouth and said: "Chrissy Ting, as for being so vulgar, why don't you wear a pair of pants for me.
"This is my home in Beverly, and there is no man in the house. Where can I wear clothes and pants for you? Why, do you want to wear erotic underwear?" Christine asked narrowly.
Yang Chen rolled his eyes and scratched the back of his head. He was about to say something, but suddenly remembered something and slapped his forehead, "Broken!"
"What's wrong?"
"It was quiet when I went out. I don't know what happened to me at home. It's dawn in America, isn't it almost a day in China!?" Yang Chen sighed, "It's over. My phone is in the room. , My mother and them must be so anxious!"
Christine giggled and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Yang Chen, I guessed you were not that smart. Yesterday afternoon, I called Huaxia, "Really? "Yang Chen is overjoyed, so don't worry about that. I believe Lin Ruoxi will help herself arrange other things after knowing about it. She doesn't have to be too anxious to go back, after all, the previous matter has not been completely resolved.
Christine looked at the man's smirk, was speechless, and smiled, and asked: "How do you feel? When I first came back, I was all black. I washed it for you for a long time. , Now although your body has recovered, but..."
"But all the true energy is gone, and the mental power is not as good as before, right," Yang Chen said with a relaxed smile, "I just checked my body, don't worry, I am very healthy."
"You can still laugh?" Christine's voice raised a few degrees, and said unhappily: "You don't want to think that you have so many enemies, and now suddenly your cultivation base is gone, and your mental power is not enough * The law of vertical space, Wan What if someone troubles you!?"
Yang Chen smiled awkwardly: "Then you can't cry, it's already pretty good if you survive, hehe..."
"I really don't bother to care about you", Christine shook her head and shouted out, "Sally, get the clothes and wait for Mr. Yang to change it."
There was a crisp response from a woman outside. Soon, a white girl with beautiful light brown curly hair in a black and white maid dress came into the room with a bunch of brand new men's clothing.
Seeing Yang Chen not wearing any clothes, Sally blushed a little shyly, she didn't dare to look at it, lowered her head and bent over to Yang Chen, and proceeded to arrange the clothes for Yang Chen to wear.
Christine said: "Get downstairs and have breakfast with your clothes on. I have to tell you a lot. I'll go down first."
Yang Chen didn't care much about Christine at this time, and all his eyes fell on the shy white girl in front of him.
This maid costume is not uncommon, but it is the first time that an American girl wore it.
Although it is said that according to the history of maid costumes, it originated from the British maid apron costumes in the 19th century, but in modern times, they are all patents of certain Japanese hobbies.
Sally looked like she was only about 20 years old, and she should have been hired by Christine as a maid just after graduating from college. After all, with Christine’s status, even if she was a “minion”, it was estimated that someone would break her head. Come.
Sally has a round and cute face, her figure is relatively petite among American women, but her chest and buttocks are a bit more exaggerated than Oriental women's arcs. She holds a black maid outfit with a white skirt and lace edges tightly, especially At the lowered neckline on the chest, a deep and delicate gully can be seen.
"Mr. Yang... May I wear pants or clothes first?" Seeing Yang Chen staring at her chest, Sally asked with some fear.
If she is outside, Sally will definitely go up and slap this kind of pervert, but this is the noble guest of the master Christine, a character who can sleep in her boudoir for an unprecedented time. She is a little girl, Yang Chen, withdrawing her gaze and smiling foolishly. Said: "Clothes first... Clothes..." As soon as I said the words, I almost spoke Chinese, and then I realized that I changed it to American English.
Sally nodded immediately, and neatly helped Yang Chen put on a white light striped Versace shirt, buttoned the buttons professionally, and arranged the neckline.
When Sally was about to pick up the men's underwear and put them on Yang Chen, Yang Chen stopped her.
"That... your name is Sally, right?" Yang Chen asked with a smile.
Sally nodded nervously, "Yes, Mr. Yang."
"Can you do me a favor, you know, I just woke up from a weak state, a little physically unnatural..." Yang Chen was very serious, treating his niece like an elder.
Sally opened her green-brown pupils in confusion, "Mr. Yang, please say."
"Good Sally, can you help me test whether this organ of mine is normal..." Yang Chen looked deep, and pointed at the barrel of his gun...
At this moment, the spear has already stood up high, its size, its size, and its sturdiness are really eye-catching...
Sally didn't pay attention for a moment, and when she touched the big guy, she immediately covered her small mouth in panic, her face was pink, and she turned her head away in fear.
"Mr. Yang... You... Do you want to..." Although Sally has had a few boyfriends, she is not too generous in terms of both sexes. Since becoming a maid in Christine’s house, she has never Met a man. Yang Chen's size made little Sally at a loss.
Yang Chen didn't look ashamed at all. He sat upright and awe-inspiring, and opened his two thighs, so that the central "pole" was particularly clear, and the top of his head began to heat up.
"Sally, I didn't mean that. I would never tarnish the innocence of an innocent girl casually. You don't know, I was hit hard before, and I am worried that I have lost the ability to inherit a man's lineage. So , I just want you to do me a favor and experiment to see if my'launching system' is intact, as long as I fire a cannonball, it's not necessary for you to do anything to me..." Yang Chen said seriously.
Sally wants to go up and strangle this shameless guy, how can this be a "VIP"! ? It is even more beast than beast! Cheeky beast!
However, Yang Chen was so righteous and awe-inspiring, and Sally, as a maid, did not dare to refuse easily.
"Then... Then I will experiment with Mr. Yang with my hands..." Sally wanted to cry without tears, just think about it. Anyway, it's not a rare thing. It doesn't matter if you use your own hands for a stranger. Maybe you can get it. The owner Christine’s praise, it’s great to send a big bonus!
"Hands?" Yang Chen shook his head hurriedly, "Sally, this is too unfair to you, how tired your hands are, how can I bear to let you test with your hands!? What if I spend half an hour If you can't get out, don't your hands die from soreness!?"
Sally was taken aback. I misunderstood Yang Xian. "Then... what does Mr. Yang want to do?" Sally asked, tilting her head.
Yang Chen licked his lips and said with a smile: "Use your mouth... It's soft and warm, it comes out faster..."