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The lady who was greeting the parents of all the people on the yacht finally stopped and turned her head in surprise.
She was wearing a white dress, wet and clinging to her body.
The thick black hair was soaked by the sea water and hung down in disorder, covering half of her face. However, the exposed face was extremely white.
"If this woman hadn't cursed as soon as she landed, Irina might have thought that she had encountered something supernatural like a female ghost in the sea.
The female painter didn¡¯t recognize the visitor, but Luke was too familiar with it¡ªthe unique rhythm and accent of the G-level cake chef Max¡¯s rap would impress everyone who heard it.
It¡¯s dark now, and there are dim landscape lights only dozens of meters away from the beach.
Max turned around and at first glance, he vaguely noticed two figures leaning against each other.
Margaret? Lying there, she was completely treated like a piece of trash by Max.
Max walked forward a few meters away, and then confirmed that the two were a couple.
But as an experienced driver, she immediately noticed the subtleties in their postures: emmm~ This posture I seem to be very familiar with it.
Then, Margaret also woke up in a daze.
Hearing the sound, the cheap sister-in-law looked around blankly.
When Max saw this, he immediately had an expression on his face that said, "Young man, you're good at it."
"Wow~bro, you are really good at playing." The cake maker, who would forget to take off the accelerator once driving, subconsciously winked at Luke.
Luke didn¡¯t know whether to laugh or cry: ¡°Thank you for the praise. But are you sure this is what you need to care about now?¡±
"You're right, so can you lend me your mobile phone?" The speeding female driver was stunned when she heard this.
After saying that, the tires in her mind drifted again unknowingly, and she raised her hands to make a gesture of resistance: "Wait, let's make an agreement first. I'm just borrowing the phone, and there will be no compensation."
Luke was speechless, and took Elena aside with both hands.
Max let out a soft cry and raised his hands to cover his eyes and face in shock, but his piercing eyes glanced directly at Luke and Elena's lower body from between his wide-open fingers.
Then, she murmured in surprise: "I guessed it wrong? This is impossible."
Elena¡¯s little dress has been pulled back to around her knees. What she is wearing or not wearing underneath cannot prove anything.
But when Luke went to "get" the picnic supplies, he changed into a set of T-shirts and shorts, but he was neatly dressed.
Based on Max's extensive "camping" experience, he is very sure that the shorts are definitely not low enough to walk a bird, and are 100% in the correct position.
Luke was vaguely aware of the mental fluctuations in this guy's mind, and he wasn't surprised - after all, a female cake chef who doesn't drive is not a good Max.
He doesn¡¯t need to explain, the function of changing the storage space with one click is so seamless.
After digging around in the bag next to him, Luke casually took out Margaret's cell phone and threw it to Max.
In the past few years, he has been using nano-inner armor to replace the function of his mobile phone, and he is no longer too lazy to carry a mobile phone to show off.
¡°Besides, this is just a formality.
After Max answered the phone, he still looked at Luke for a few seconds with an expression that said, "I don't believe I got it wrong."
Luke smiled.
He has done the pastry chef's routine countless times, how could he be fooled by her.
Max finally gave up on pursuing the wheel marks, said thank you, and walked more than ten meters away to make a phone call.
The call was very brief and ended in less than twenty seconds.
Max walked back to return the phone. Margaret had already stood up curiously. When she got her phone back, she handed over the big bath towel she had covered herself with: "Dry the sea water first, otherwise you will catch a cold easily."
Max looked at Margaret who smiled flatteringly at him, and looked a little weird: This guy Why does he look a bit like Caroline? Well, it was Caroline who was the first to apply for a job at a fast food restaurant, and she smelled of upper-class whites and riches.
Fortunately, the baker has always been very broad-minded and has no habit of hating the rich without saying a word. Besides, she needs a bath towel.
The wind-soaked dress is only one of the reasons. What¡¯s more important is that the white dress is very transparent after being soaked in water, which makes it feel more exciting than not wearing it at all.
Fortunately, this guy won¡¯t get mad and force me to make a double-hearted sandwich. The baker muttered in his heart, while outwardly he thanked Margaret and said??She started talking.
There is no way, Luke is still hugging the female painter and whispering, there is no such thing as Max's imaginary crazy situation.
What hurts her even more is that Luke only occasionally pays attention to the movements here.
On the other hand, the eyes of the petite woman in his arms were like scanners, hovering over her "key" curves.
Irina has woken up a lot in these few minutes. When she saw Max's "turbulent waves" body again, she subconsciously thought of those plump and beautiful female lines in famous paintings.
Relatively speaking, art is still a little more important than Luke.
What¡¯s more important is that Luke can see it often, but the scene in front of him may not be seen again.
Not only that, while she was watching, she also naturally asked a professional human flesh surveyor in a low voice: "Is this scale f or g?"
Luke: "g, it's not far from h."
Elena made a small tut-tsk sound in her mouth: "And I feel that it is pure and genuine. This talent is too crazy."
Luke shrugged and agreed.
In fact, there are many female players in Europe and the United States who can reach G or even H, but there are still very few who are not obese and natural.
If this woman has a face that is comparable to Margaret, she is definitely one of the few.
To put it another way, if Margaret had Max¡¯s G-level strength, the number of men chasing her would be several times greater - you know, Margaret herself is already a billionaire.
Irina¡¯s painterly scan gave Max the illusion that he had encountered a murderous gang, right? Is it still a husband-and-wife team? Wait, maybe a third counter-partner will be added to help push the ass?
Margaret didn¡¯t notice it at all, and the baker turned back to her with more sympathy in his eyes: People are eating while you watch, this is a cup of life. Well, Caroline is familiar with this too.
Thinking of this, Max felt more familiar with Margaret, so he simply started chatting with her in a low voice.
Margaret is really not too wary, she basically says whatever she asks - of course, she can't say anything that Luke has hinted that she shouldn't say anything to the public.
Max has heard a lot about the situation of the three people, but it is basically public information that can be found by spending a little money, so asking is a waste of time.
¡°And two minutes later, the secondary clone with the handsome face of Chris Evans appeared on the beach, and she had no time to continue to talk to her silly sweet sister-in-law.
Max is always direct and unrestrained in his actions.
Seeing that her boyfriend was coming to support her, she immediately ran over, jumped up and struck her head, paying her boyfriend¡¯s labor fee in advance. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com