The villa's restaurant is very spacious, with a long table placed in the middle of the restaurant, probably to please Miyashita Kita. Matsushita Eto asked the chef to prepare a sumptuous lunch. The whole table was filled with various fruits and snacks. As for the dishes for the main meal, they were served one by one.
I don’t know where I hired a chef. Every time I prescribe the dish, I will introduce it to show how authentic the ingredients are and how rich the nutrition is.
The male servant wearing a black vest wrapped a bottle of red wine with a piece of cloth. When he saw someone with less wine in his glass, he went over and poured it as soon as possible.
In addition, there is a maid standing next to everyone. They will deliver whatever they want to eat to the plate as soon as possible.
To be honest, since he started his career, Kita Kita Miyashita has never eaten like this. Let alone the remaining people present, including Yuka Urano and Natasha, and the two people brought by Larence, all seemed very cramped and even had a little nervous eating.
The only exception is the cheeky Larence. This woman is like taking revenge. She is so rude. She asks the maid to take this and give it to her from time to time. The male maid occasionally doesn't bother to pour her wine. She will knock on the wine glass with a fork to remind the other party to hurry up.
What's even more shameless is that the chef's chocolate lava cake tasted good after the meal, which was obviously very suitable for her taste. She actually asked the chef to prepare two more, and she was going to keep it for a supper.
This request made the chef hired from a Michelin three-star restaurant speechless. He felt that he was regarded as a burger chef. However, it seemed that Matsushita Ego gave enough money. Although he was unhappy, the chef still agreed to this somewhat rude request.
On the long table, Miyashita Kita put the napkin aside, looked at the CIA agent who was still stuffing things into his mouth not far away. After a while, he said: Miss Larence, I'm very curious, are you not afraid of your figure getting out of shape when you eat so many high-calorie things?
Of course I was afraid, Larence didn't even look at him, and continued to eat at his own pace, saying, "But I'm even more afraid that I won't have the chance to have such an expensive lunch in the future, so I can do some weight loss exercises later."
So, as you said, it was an expensive lunch. Miyashita Kita took a cigarette and lit it, and then asked, "As a CIA agent, isn't it a violation of the rules for accepting a bribe from a suspect? Look, the red wine you are drinking, although I don't know much about the red wine, but I also know that it is from Patus's cellar, the year of 1961. Although I don't know the price, you have already drunk two bottles. I think your monthly salary should not be enough to pay its price, right?
Larence should be full. She pulled off the napkin tied to her collar, wiped it randomly on her mouth, and said: No, it's not a month's salary, the price of these two bottles of wine exceeds my six months' salary.
A colleague next to her had just picked up the wine glass. He seemed to be shocked when he heard her words. He hurriedly put the wine glass back on the table, and then went to see the colleague on the other side with a confused look on his face.
However... Larence put the napkin on the table and was about to continue talking. When he saw Miyashita Kita smoking, he turned around and said, "Can you give me a cigarette?"
The maid next to the North of Miyagi nodded and signaled the other party to take the cigarette over.
Thank you, Larence lit a cigarette, took a sip, and then continued, Go back to the question just now, just like you said before, I don’t have any tangible evidence of your crime, so, you are not a criminal now, at least, in the law of the United States of America, you are not a criminal yet, so, I think this lunch is just a treat between friends, and the CIA does not object to normal interactions between friends
What if you have evidence of my crime? Miyashita Kitaya smiled
Then, these, reached out and pointed at the table, and Larence said, "It's the entertainment I must do before I capture you."
She frowned and looked down at her pants. Her jeans legs were stained with mud. It was probably what she had done before.
Okay, I've finished answering your question. As the owner of this place, can you be more gentlemanly and arrange two rooms for us to rest?
She asked without raising her head
The last question was that the middle-aged woman who stood at the entrance of the restaurant, who looked like a housekeeper, waved her hand and continued, Miss Larence, are the agents of the CIA as shameless as you?
Larence blew up the ash, first turned his head to look at the two colleagues with a little red complexion, and then said: No, for example, they are just a little worse, so they are just ordinary agents, and I am a senior agent.
Miyashita Kita shook his head, stood up from his chair, and said to the butler who walked beside him: Arrange a room for them on the first floor so that they can rest well
OK, sir, the housekeeper nodded and smiled
Ignore these guys anymore, Miyashita Kita left the restaurant and went upstairs
In the living room on the second floor, Yuka Urano, who had lunch first, was looking at the ingredients on the sofa. Miyashita Kita did not disturb them. He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window leading to the terrace, looking at the outside through the glass window.
The direction facing the terrace is Lake Toluca. At this time, the lake in the drizzle is like a piece of green jade. In the distance, it is surrounded by green shade, and there is a white sail floating on the lake. The scenery is very beautiful, making it hard to believe that this is Hollywood in Los Angeles.
Pulling the glass door open, a cool breeze blows in my face, and Miyashigata shudders, and seems to have woken up a lot in an instant
He stepped out of the living room, walked to the right along the rain-covering eaves, and came to the edge of the terrace, holding the guardrail, and looking at the small pier not far away
This is obviously a private pier. Two small yachts parked on both sides of the plank road. One was holding a small flower umbrella and watching the blond girl about seven or eight years old, playing under a shade of a tree by the lake. Two women in maid costumes were guarding the little girl.
Miyashita Kita stood by the guardrail for a while, finished smoking the cigarette in his hand. Just as he was about to turn around and go back, he heard a strange sound coming from his right hand.
Looking in the direction of the sound, I saw that about twenty meters away, on the terrace of another villa separated by a white wooden fence, a burly man was walking out of the villa with a naked woman in his arms.
The woman hung in front of the man like a koala, and as the man walked, she screamed exaggeratedly as he walked.
Kita Kita Miyashita was not interested in peeking at others doing exercises. He turned around and wanted to leave, but heard the man opposite him shouting: Hey, Panasonic! Panasonic!
Miyashita Kita looked over in shock and saw that the man had placed the woman in his arms on the side of the guardrail and was waving hard to this side.
Panasonic, I was having an interesting party here, but the man didn't recognize him, but continued to shout, "You can come here to visit!"
Miyashita Kita was not interested in explaining to the other party. He waved his hand and signaled that he was not interested, and then turned around and walked towards the other side of the terrace.
Walking back along the terrace with rain-covered eaves, just as I was about to reach the entrance of the living room, a figure flashed out from the door and threw itself into his arms. At the same time, a small mouth squirting with heat was also kissing randomly on his face.
The person who came was Natasha. She kissed Miyashiki Kita's face while whispering: She's going to take a shower, we, we have at least twenty minutes
Her Japanese is still very bad, but she can express the meaning clearly
Miyashita Kita was instantly aroused by her. He pushed her with both hands around her waist, pushed her around, and then he rushed to untie his belt.
Natasha struggled to turn around again, squatted down and helped him untie his belt
Almost at this moment, the sound of footsteps sounded under the terrace, and it was obvious that someone was walking.
Miyashita Kita just thought he was a servant in the villa, and ignored him. He just pressed the back of Natasha's head behind him and pressed her towards her lower abdomen.
A thud sound of water rang downstairs, as if someone had jumped into the swimming pool
The heart moved in the heart of the palace, and helped Natasha up from the ground and dragged it to the guardrail of the terrace.
Sure enough, in the swimming pool below the terrace, Larence, wearing only a pair of black underwear, was diving in the swimming pool like a flexible mermaid.
This woman is so open-minded that she didn't bring any clothes and dared to swim in someone else's house.
However, looking at the bath blanket thrown on the shore, it should be what she just draped on her body
You want to get to her... Natasha's hand is still between his crotch, maybe she felt something, she said in a low voice with a smile on her face
Miyashita Kita didn't say anything, but just pushed her around, let her hold the guardrail with both hands, then lifted up her skirt, adjusted her position slightly, and hit her directly
Natasha let out a depressing moan, and she quickly held back again, but Larence in the pool still felt something. She happened to swim to the other end of the pool and floated out of the water. While tidying up the messy long hair on her head, she looked at the terrace.
Not only did the intention of hiding the situation, but instead increased the scope of the movement. At the same time, he looked at Larence's gaze, which was full of provocation.
Unexpectedly, the other party seemed to have seen nothing, and another person plunged into the water.
After swimming back and forth for four times, the woman slowly climbed up the shore from the water. She looked up at the terrace where she was still working hard, slowly took off her black underwear soaked, then turned around, bent down with her back to Miyagi, spread her legs apart, and raised her hips high.
Miyashita Kita couldn't help but exploded. At the same time, he saw Larence reaching out from his legs with one hand and giving him a middle finger. Then he picked up the bath blanket on the ground, wrapped it on his body, and walked away in a stern manner.
I don’t know where I hired a chef. Every time I prescribe the dish, I will introduce it to show how authentic the ingredients are and how rich the nutrition is.
The male servant wearing a black vest wrapped a bottle of red wine with a piece of cloth. When he saw someone with less wine in his glass, he went over and poured it as soon as possible.
In addition, there is a maid standing next to everyone. They will deliver whatever they want to eat to the plate as soon as possible.
To be honest, since he started his career, Kita Kita Miyashita has never eaten like this. Let alone the remaining people present, including Yuka Urano and Natasha, and the two people brought by Larence, all seemed very cramped and even had a little nervous eating.
The only exception is the cheeky Larence. This woman is like taking revenge. She is so rude. She asks the maid to take this and give it to her from time to time. The male maid occasionally doesn't bother to pour her wine. She will knock on the wine glass with a fork to remind the other party to hurry up.
What's even more shameless is that the chef's chocolate lava cake tasted good after the meal, which was obviously very suitable for her taste. She actually asked the chef to prepare two more, and she was going to keep it for a supper.
This request made the chef hired from a Michelin three-star restaurant speechless. He felt that he was regarded as a burger chef. However, it seemed that Matsushita Ego gave enough money. Although he was unhappy, the chef still agreed to this somewhat rude request.
On the long table, Miyashita Kita put the napkin aside, looked at the CIA agent who was still stuffing things into his mouth not far away. After a while, he said: Miss Larence, I'm very curious, are you not afraid of your figure getting out of shape when you eat so many high-calorie things?
Of course I was afraid, Larence didn't even look at him, and continued to eat at his own pace, saying, "But I'm even more afraid that I won't have the chance to have such an expensive lunch in the future, so I can do some weight loss exercises later."
So, as you said, it was an expensive lunch. Miyashita Kita took a cigarette and lit it, and then asked, "As a CIA agent, isn't it a violation of the rules for accepting a bribe from a suspect? Look, the red wine you are drinking, although I don't know much about the red wine, but I also know that it is from Patus's cellar, the year of 1961. Although I don't know the price, you have already drunk two bottles. I think your monthly salary should not be enough to pay its price, right?
Larence should be full. She pulled off the napkin tied to her collar, wiped it randomly on her mouth, and said: No, it's not a month's salary, the price of these two bottles of wine exceeds my six months' salary.
A colleague next to her had just picked up the wine glass. He seemed to be shocked when he heard her words. He hurriedly put the wine glass back on the table, and then went to see the colleague on the other side with a confused look on his face.
However... Larence put the napkin on the table and was about to continue talking. When he saw Miyashita Kita smoking, he turned around and said, "Can you give me a cigarette?"
The maid next to the North of Miyagi nodded and signaled the other party to take the cigarette over.
Thank you, Larence lit a cigarette, took a sip, and then continued, Go back to the question just now, just like you said before, I don’t have any tangible evidence of your crime, so, you are not a criminal now, at least, in the law of the United States of America, you are not a criminal yet, so, I think this lunch is just a treat between friends, and the CIA does not object to normal interactions between friends
What if you have evidence of my crime? Miyashita Kitaya smiled
Then, these, reached out and pointed at the table, and Larence said, "It's the entertainment I must do before I capture you."
She frowned and looked down at her pants. Her jeans legs were stained with mud. It was probably what she had done before.
Okay, I've finished answering your question. As the owner of this place, can you be more gentlemanly and arrange two rooms for us to rest?
She asked without raising her head
The last question was that the middle-aged woman who stood at the entrance of the restaurant, who looked like a housekeeper, waved her hand and continued, Miss Larence, are the agents of the CIA as shameless as you?
Larence blew up the ash, first turned his head to look at the two colleagues with a little red complexion, and then said: No, for example, they are just a little worse, so they are just ordinary agents, and I am a senior agent.
Miyashita Kita shook his head, stood up from his chair, and said to the butler who walked beside him: Arrange a room for them on the first floor so that they can rest well
OK, sir, the housekeeper nodded and smiled
Ignore these guys anymore, Miyashita Kita left the restaurant and went upstairs
In the living room on the second floor, Yuka Urano, who had lunch first, was looking at the ingredients on the sofa. Miyashita Kita did not disturb them. He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window leading to the terrace, looking at the outside through the glass window.
The direction facing the terrace is Lake Toluca. At this time, the lake in the drizzle is like a piece of green jade. In the distance, it is surrounded by green shade, and there is a white sail floating on the lake. The scenery is very beautiful, making it hard to believe that this is Hollywood in Los Angeles.
Pulling the glass door open, a cool breeze blows in my face, and Miyashigata shudders, and seems to have woken up a lot in an instant
He stepped out of the living room, walked to the right along the rain-covering eaves, and came to the edge of the terrace, holding the guardrail, and looking at the small pier not far away
This is obviously a private pier. Two small yachts parked on both sides of the plank road. One was holding a small flower umbrella and watching the blond girl about seven or eight years old, playing under a shade of a tree by the lake. Two women in maid costumes were guarding the little girl.
Miyashita Kita stood by the guardrail for a while, finished smoking the cigarette in his hand. Just as he was about to turn around and go back, he heard a strange sound coming from his right hand.
Looking in the direction of the sound, I saw that about twenty meters away, on the terrace of another villa separated by a white wooden fence, a burly man was walking out of the villa with a naked woman in his arms.
The woman hung in front of the man like a koala, and as the man walked, she screamed exaggeratedly as he walked.
Kita Kita Miyashita was not interested in peeking at others doing exercises. He turned around and wanted to leave, but heard the man opposite him shouting: Hey, Panasonic! Panasonic!
Miyashita Kita looked over in shock and saw that the man had placed the woman in his arms on the side of the guardrail and was waving hard to this side.
Panasonic, I was having an interesting party here, but the man didn't recognize him, but continued to shout, "You can come here to visit!"
Miyashita Kita was not interested in explaining to the other party. He waved his hand and signaled that he was not interested, and then turned around and walked towards the other side of the terrace.
Walking back along the terrace with rain-covered eaves, just as I was about to reach the entrance of the living room, a figure flashed out from the door and threw itself into his arms. At the same time, a small mouth squirting with heat was also kissing randomly on his face.
The person who came was Natasha. She kissed Miyashiki Kita's face while whispering: She's going to take a shower, we, we have at least twenty minutes
Her Japanese is still very bad, but she can express the meaning clearly
Miyashita Kita was instantly aroused by her. He pushed her with both hands around her waist, pushed her around, and then he rushed to untie his belt.
Natasha struggled to turn around again, squatted down and helped him untie his belt
Almost at this moment, the sound of footsteps sounded under the terrace, and it was obvious that someone was walking.
Miyashita Kita just thought he was a servant in the villa, and ignored him. He just pressed the back of Natasha's head behind him and pressed her towards her lower abdomen.
A thud sound of water rang downstairs, as if someone had jumped into the swimming pool
The heart moved in the heart of the palace, and helped Natasha up from the ground and dragged it to the guardrail of the terrace.
Sure enough, in the swimming pool below the terrace, Larence, wearing only a pair of black underwear, was diving in the swimming pool like a flexible mermaid.
This woman is so open-minded that she didn't bring any clothes and dared to swim in someone else's house.
However, looking at the bath blanket thrown on the shore, it should be what she just draped on her body
You want to get to her... Natasha's hand is still between his crotch, maybe she felt something, she said in a low voice with a smile on her face
Miyashita Kita didn't say anything, but just pushed her around, let her hold the guardrail with both hands, then lifted up her skirt, adjusted her position slightly, and hit her directly
Natasha let out a depressing moan, and she quickly held back again, but Larence in the pool still felt something. She happened to swim to the other end of the pool and floated out of the water. While tidying up the messy long hair on her head, she looked at the terrace.
Not only did the intention of hiding the situation, but instead increased the scope of the movement. At the same time, he looked at Larence's gaze, which was full of provocation.
Unexpectedly, the other party seemed to have seen nothing, and another person plunged into the water.
After swimming back and forth for four times, the woman slowly climbed up the shore from the water. She looked up at the terrace where she was still working hard, slowly took off her black underwear soaked, then turned around, bent down with her back to Miyagi, spread her legs apart, and raised her hips high.
Miyashita Kita couldn't help but exploded. At the same time, he saw Larence reaching out from his legs with one hand and giving him a middle finger. Then he picked up the bath blanket on the ground, wrapped it on his body, and walked away in a stern manner.
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