The third floor of the Women's Hall is actually a man-made beach. When Luo Ye and Peter opened the door, a salty sea breeze blew on their faces.
Hundreds of fluorescent lights gathered in the dome and passed through the movable slide to simulate the scene of rising and sunset. The fine sand under your feet is warmed by the sun. In the middle of the beach is an improved large swimming pool. The wave machine keeps rolling up the waves. Several palm trees sway with the artificial ocean wind, making people feel like they are on the scene. .
"Wow!" Peter Mart's eyes straightened in amazement, "Unexpectedly, the third floor under our feet actually looks like this. It's really great here, why can't our fourth floor be decorated like this—"
Luo Ye glanced around and saw that most of the female guests were wearing swimsuits playing in the sea, and there were three or two beauties lying on the chairs and stools, enjoying the daylight bath in peace.
Among them is a beautiful woman lying on her back in a chair, her face covered by a sunhat, her legs are slender, her skin is fair, and the most striking thing is that the cloth on her chest is not small, but it can't cover the two huge meatballs .
It's too big, and the big ones are almost hanging down to the sides of the body. Peter Mart sucked, wishing to go up to help her right away.
Luo Ye cast a look at Peter Mart, and led him to sit near the big-breasted beauty, a palm tree just blocking them. Peter Ma admires the location chosen by Luo Ye, with palm trees as cover, so you don't have to worry about being discovered no matter how you peek.
"Fake." Luo Ye sneered.
"Fake?" Peter Mart was taken aback, and hurriedly looked at the big breasted beauty through the gap in the palm tree, wishing to get his eyes in.
"Yes. It can't be true." Luo Ye said very positively.
Peter Marvel was deeply suspicious of this, "but it looks heavy."
"Trust me, I've seen too much of this stuff, and I can tell the truth from the fake at a glance." Luo Ye said.
"I can too!" Peter Ma said unconvinced: "Although I do not practice as much as you. But I have seen no less than you!"
"You only see pictures, right?" Luo Ye sneered, "Have you seen it really?"
"Of course!" Peter Mart said stubbornly. He really doesn't know how to pick up girls, but he can still distinguish between real breasts and fake breasts.
"Then tell me the difference between true and false."
"The fake one is very hard. It looks like a stone is stuffed inside. The real line looks very soft and beautiful." Peter Mart replied.
Luo Ye blinked, "Stuffed a stone? Your description is very strange. Considering that you are a foreigner, the words are reasonable, but it is indeed false."
"It's absolutely true!" Peter Ma vowed: "I have been reading a lot of pictures and videos every day for more than ten years, and I will never read it wrong."
Luo Ye smiled, "Would you like to make a bet with me?"
Peter Horse flinched, "Bet?" Luo Ye was the one who stripped Monica to win. Of course Peter Ma was a little scared.
"It's true that you win, and the false one is that I win." Luo Ye said.
"What is the bet?" Peter Mart asked.
"If I lose, I'll give you this black card." Luo Ye took out the centurion black card that Lin Wanyu gave him, and shook it in front of Peter Ma. "You should know the value of this black card, right?"
Peter Ma swallowed. He stared at the black card blankly, "The top equipment for picking up girls—"
"Russ can be taught." Luo Ye nodded, "Then, do you dare to bet with me?"
"Brother Luo. Is this a trap?" Peter Mart licked his lips uneasy, and he vaguely felt that things were not that easy.
"Forget it. For a timid person like you, don't call me Brother Luo." Luo Ye sighed. Put away the black card.
"Don't don't," Peter Mart grabbed Luo Ye's hand, "I bet you, but you can't go wrong."
"Never miss the bill." Luo Ye promised with a serious guarantee.
Peter Ma calmed down, "Then I lost? I don't have anything like a black card."
Luo Ye said openly: "If you lose, just jump into the swimming pool in your clothes and say to the beautiful women playing in the water: Sisters, let's wash together."
Peter Ma opened his eyes wide. "It's that simple?"
Luo Ye smiled, "It's that simple."
"Are there any additional conditions?"
"No." Luo Ye promised.
"Good," Peter Mart stretched out his hand and held Luo Ye's hand, "Haha, Brother Luo, you are determined to lose. Get ready to hand over the black card."
"I think you should be ready to dive." Luo Ye said with a smile.
Peter Mart said: "But how can we prove who is right and who is wrong? Can't ask her?"
"A fool would open his mouth and ask." Luo Ye smiled, "You can't just touch it."
"Touch it directly?!" Mar Peter almost jumped out of his chair. "Brother Luo, I'm afraid this is not so good—"
Luo Ye glanced at him contemptuously, "Look at how scared you are, the breast-feeding rabbits are more courageous than you. If you don't go, then I will go." Then he got up from the chair.
"That's the best." Peter Ma couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"But," Luo Ye said with a smirk, "when I say I won, don't be convinced."
Peter Ma was taken aback and hurriedly stood up, "Brother Luo, you haven't recovered yet. Let me do such an arduous thing." Not getting a black card is a trivial matter, so he jumped into the artificial waves and called to her sister. Washing is terrible.
Luo Ye pretended to be hesitant, "You go touch it?"
"Yes, I'll touch it." Peter Mart said.
"This is what you asked for yourself." Luo Ye sat down, "You have to make sure that you can't touch it before you come to a conclusion. You must carefully touch it with your hands."
Peter Mart said, "I promise to touch it wholeheartedly." In this way, even if a beautiful woman's breasts are fake, he can say it is true-haha, that's so smart!
"Well, I trust you." Luo Ye said, "Go ahead."
"Yes!" Peter Ma happily stood up, and walked towards the big breasted beauty.
The big breasted beauty was basking in the sun, and a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of her, making her bewildered and removed the hat on her face.
"Hello." Peter Ma bowed politely.
The big-breasted beauty blinked, "Hello, how are you? What's the matter?" It's very strange that a man appears in the women's hall.
"I have to touch your chest." Peter Mart said with a smile.
"Huh?" The big breasted beauty didn't react.
Peter Ma reached out his hand, grabbed the basketball-sized chest, and kneaded it up and down.
"Ah! Rogue!"
"Snapped!"
The big-breasted beauty clutched the two masses of meat on her chest, and tremblingly cried and ran to the dressing room.
Peter Ma has a red palm print on his face, his mouth grinning like a flower in full bloom, "Brother Luo! It's true! Haha, it's definitely true! You lose!" What a slap in the face! What is it to be scolded by a hooligan! The black card is here!
Luo Ye looked at him contemptuously, "Rogue! Treating a lady like that!"
Peter Ma ran to Luo Ye and said, "Brother Luo, you can't speak without counting."
"Go away, I don't want to talk to the gangster." Luo Ye turned his head to the side.
"Brother Luo, you let me do this." Peter Mart said righteously: "We have a bet. You bet on the true or false of her breasts with me, and asked me to touch it. If I were If you are a rascal, you are a big rascal, a rascal leader!"
"We have a gambling agreement, but I didn't let you touch a lady's chest." Luo Ye said solemnly.
"But you obviously—" Peter Ma thought about it carefully, and Luo Ye did not explicitly say such things as "touching the chest". "But you pointed in her direction!"
Luo Ye stretched out his finger, "Is it like this?"
"Yes, yes, that's it!" Peter Mart nodded heavily.
"I mean the tree, the palm tree in front of us." Luo Ye said with a serious face: "I said the tree is fake, you say it is true, I say a bet, you agree to bet, I say touch it. Well, you stand up and start at that lady—oh, I see, you... Your thoughts are really dirty, nasty, despicable, and shameless!"
Peter Mart opened his mouth wide, and it took a long time for him to make a sound. "...Brown palm palm palm palm palm trees? Are you always talking about palm trees?" The sturdy palm tree is right next to Mar Peter's hand. Don't look at it, it's guaranteed to be fake, and it doesn't have any real ingredients. He only now understands how naive he is, and he bet Luo Ye, unless he wants you to win, he might win, otherwise...
"Dirty, nasty, mean, shameless." Luo Ye sighed disappointedly, "You foreigners."
"Yes, but you said that you brought me to pick up girls." Peter Mart argued aggrievedly.
"Did I say that picking up girls started?" Luo Ye asked rhetorically.
"No..." Peter Mart came down, "Why don't I know how to start picking up girls?"
Luo Ye shook his head, "Dirty, nasty, despicable, and shameless."
"Brother Luo, please stop talking," Peter Mart lowered his head guiltily, "I will dive right now."
"You are still a little sincere." Luo Ye reminded: "Don't forget the sentence I taught you, shout loudly so that I can hear it."
"Yes." Mar Peter clutched his swollen cheeks and walked towards the remodeled swimming pool.
When they reached the shore, several beauties splashing in the man-made waves had stopped and looked at him with horror.
Peter Ma plopped into the water and shouted, "Sisters, let's wash it together!"
Several beauties in swimsuits suddenly felt insulted, and screamed and kicked and beat at Peter. Where does Peter Ma dare to resist? After being beaten up and swollen and drinking more than a dozen mouthfuls of salt water, the beauty in swimsuit left the pool and walked back to the locker room talking and laughing.
"Luo, Brother Luo..." Ma Peter crawled to the shore wet. "Hurry up and get me."
Luo Ye walked up to Peter Mart and threw him a bath towel, "I blame you, all the beauties on the third floor are gone, I'd better take you to the second floor to pick up girls."
"Is this really picking up girls this time?"
"What is it, when did Brother Luo fool you?"
"I always feel uneasy in my heart..."
"To shut up… "
The two walked down the stairs one after another and entered the second floor-the fighting hall. . . )