Sitting in the car back, Simon asked: "What you promised just now was quite happy."

"That beautiful woman spoke in person, of course I want to give her face, I respect beautiful women the most." Chekwen talked with a cigar in his mouth.

You lecher who respects beautiful women the most? I believe in you.

"The main reason is that her father is a bit powerful. For those stinky boys, he really wants to cause a big problem. It's not worth it, it's not worth it." Cheke said with a sullen mouth.

"Anyway, you helped me teach them a lesson, so I'm not at a loss, right?"

"I'm glad you can comfort yourself like that."

"You are relieved."

The steam car drove all the way to Marshall's house. Marshall lived in the rich area of ​​the inner city. Most of the aristocrats lived here. Marshall owned a large villa here.

The houses here are all single-family villas, and the greening is particularly good. There are flowers and plants everywhere, and big trees and tall trees. It is a world of difference from the civilian area where he lived before.

Old John's inner city home is also here.

Marshall's villa is very large, and the yard is full of all kinds of flowers, just like coming to a garden.

The steam car drove in and, led by the Marshall maid, entered the villa.

Chekwen was very dishonest, walking behind and touching the maid's **** a few times from time to time, letting out a hey laugh.

The maid didn't resist, but she was a little surprised.

"Simon, come and touch it, this **** is so upturned and soft, it's very touchable."

Simon was speechless and walked forward quickly, ignoring this pervert.

It feels like walking with Checkwin, he can challenge his own three views every moment.

"My friend, you're finally here." Marshall came out excitedly to greet him, hugged Simon, and then froze for a moment when he saw Cheekwen's appearance.

"Chekwen, how did you become like this?"

Cheekwen was a little embarrassed, and pretended to be relaxed: "It's okay to fall."

"Falled? You can smash your eyes like this, you're kidding me."

Chekwen waved his hand disdainfully, and said boldly: "Che, you know a shit. Can I fall like others?"

Marshall rolled his eyes and looked at Simon first.

"It was hit by someone else." Simon said lightly.

"Shit, Simon, didn't I tell you not to?"

"I didn't promise you again." Simon spread his hands.

"Your sister's."

Marshall laughed: "Simon, tell me who was beaten, who dares to beat you like this?"

"Simon is not allowed to say, you dare to say that I will break up with you." Chekwen was anxious and rushed to Simon.

"Okay, okay, I won't say it." Simon didn't want to be entangled by this fat man.

Sitting on the sofa, Marshall watched Chekwin still laughing.

"You laugh at the fart, Orisa, call her out. Now only she can comfort my broken heart." Chekwen said unhappily.

"It's all hurt like this, and I still miss a woman. I can tell you that my illness is not cured, and Orisa is not yours."

"Simon is here, sooner or later." Chekwen chuckled.

Marshall is very helpless, but he also likes Orisa very much, and it is really reluctant to give her away now.

But if you say it out, the water that was poured out, the key is that the target is still Chekwen, and the water can't be taken back.

After a while, Orisa came out, and she was wearing a completely different professional attire from the opera house.

At this time, she was like a lady, smiling, elegant and welcoming.

Even in the face of Cheekwen's harassment, she responded with a smile, unlike before.

One person has two faces, and the performance is so natural. This woman's acting skills are really amazing.

There are also several beauties who came out with Orisa, mature royal sister style, pure style, sweet and lovely, standing together like a beautiful landscape.

These beauties were all invited by Marshall, and naturally they were used to greet Simon and Checkwin.

Chekwen couldn't wait to sit on the sofa with his arms around the two beauties, fiddling and flirting, which he didn't take seriously.

"Simon, why are you still stunned? I have left four for you, enough friends. You are welcome to choose which one you like. They are all precious, and they are not sick. Play with it." Seeing that Simon was indifferent , shouted.

Simon rolled his eyes.

"Mr. Simon, don't you like it? If you don't like it, I'll order another batch." Marshall asked.

"It's not that he doesn't like it, he's boring." Chekwen pouted.

"Don't bother." Simon waved his hand.

"You go and accompany Mr. Simon, and you will be rewarded, and rewarded." Chekwen shouted to the remaining four beauties.

The four beauties were showing off their flamboyant branches, and they sat down with smiles and snuggled up on Simon.

The old cat in his arms screamed, jumped to the ground, and walked out.

"Where's the old cat? I'll find you a female cat," Chekwin shouted.

The old cat looked at him with contempt and left.

"I'm going, I didn't provoke it, why does it look at me like this every time." Chekwen was very depressed.

"Obviously, it looks down on you."

"Fuck, even a cat looks down on me, I'm so pitiful. Beauty, borrow your chest to lean on."

"It's necrotic, don't touch others." The beauty said coquettishly.

"Mr. Simon, your cat is really spiritual." Marshall exclaimed~lightnovelpub.net~ That's right, I can tell you, if Simon the old cat is willing to buy it, I'd be willing to pay one million. "Cheekwen raised his head from the gentle village and said.

Everyone else was taken aback.

Marshall sucked in a breath. It was only in the afternoon that he heard that Simon's three dogs were worth one million, and now this humble cat was worth one million.

"Mr. Simon, your cat is out, don't get lost." Marshall hurriedly told the maid to watch.

"It's okay, it's much smarter than Chekwen, and it can't be lost." Simon told Marshall not to care.

"It's none of my business." Chekwen was speechless.

"This meal is not ready, let's play a game." Cheekwen rolled his eyes and laughed.

"Mr. Simon, what do you think?" Marshall looked at Simon.

"what game."

"Card game."

"That's fine."

"Start playing the game." Chekwen shouted excitedly.

"But let's say, whoever loses, whoever takes off a piece of clothes. Don't cheat, don't go back."

Simon leaned on the sofa and knew that this kid Chekwin wouldn't have any serious games.

The villa was in full swing. There were only three men in the whole villa, and the rest were women. Simon once again realized what erosion is.

In this atmosphere, the game soon turned into a red square.

Chekwin took the two women to the room.

"Mr. Simon, you can use any room here, even if it's in the hall." Marshall smiled and left Orisa.

The four women around him stared at him like wolves.

What's up.

I am also afraid that you will not succeed.

Watch the Lord subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger.