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The maid lady is making this cocktail with 1oz of vodka, 0.5oz of white caruso and the same amount of lemon juice.

Among the top suites of the serviced apartments with a view of Moscow at night, Yuye said that this time he made a good sound, and he should celebrate it.

In Luo Qiu's palm, the soul light ball that had just completed the transaction and arrived shortly after the account was floating.

The night view of Moscow outside the floor-to-ceiling glass windows is full of colorful lights, and this soul ball of light is also full of colorful colors.

But it's no longer Kamala.

It is only its most original appearance, and this individual who is Kamala has disappeared at the moment when the transaction is completed.

"It's like an orange, but when you peel it off, you get a sweet and juicy flesh...... Kamala is this outer skin. ”

Boss Lowe thought back to Miss Maid's explanation for the situation, which was said to have happened twice before him, when the previous boss was in charge of the club.

But the first two times, the quality of the angel's soul that was finally obtained was not as high as this one, which was hidden in the Kamala this time.

The balalaika, which had already been prepared, was lightly placed on the small round coffee table next to Luo Qiu sitting by the maid, "It should be a good relationship to separate Kamala from the soul of the Heavenly Master." ”

Yuya also stared at the soul light ball in the boss's hand with an obsessive gaze, "This time, it has been a good verification of your previous thoughts, master. ”

"Thoughts?" Luo Qiu didn't react for a moment.

Yuya muttered a sentence he had heard in his heart as if he were recalling, "If time can make it fragrant, would you wait?"

Luo Qiu raised the classical wine glass next to him, theoretically he was not used to drinking vodka, but he felt that this brewed drink was unexpectedly good to drink.

However, it is probably because there is no alcohol that can affect his body.

There was also a small slice of lemon next to it, Luo Qiu then picked up one and put it in his mouth, the sour taste made him frown suddenly, "Well, why is the soul of an angel in the body of an ordinary person." ”

Youye said: "I've heard some things from the previous office, but I don't know much. It seems that angels who make mistakes will be punished, reborn in the human world, and the angels will suffer in the human world, and finally wash away the sins in the heart, and it can rush back to heaven. ”

"Go down to the mortal tribulations......" Luo Qiu said subconsciously.

The maid tilted her head.

Luo Qiu smiled and said, "Our country has had the same legend since ancient times. If the immortals in the heavens violate the rules of heaven, they will be sent to the mortal world, and they will be able to return to the immortal class after they have experienced enough tribulations...... Well, that's what storybooks say. ”

The maid nodded and said, "In the master's country, there are indeed many myths and stories that have been handed down. ”

Luo Qiu glanced at Yuye.

There was no way for her to be able to read the account book on the negative floor directly, but when she first collected the account, it was indeed Youye who brought out the account book by herself.

This can be traced back to the fact that the previous boss is still there-the previous boss is really a qualified old otaku who does not leave the boudoir in three steps...... Well, a qualified and very handsome old otaku.

So at the beginning of his stay at the club, except for the guests who came to the door, he had to show up because of the rules, and the work of collecting the debts was handed over to Youye.

The ledger would automatically alert the maid as soon as the time was almost up—and all she could see was the contents of the transaction.

So she probably doesn't know much about heaven...... I don't even know.

As for the myths of the East, it is probably the same situation.

Heaven...... Heaven......

......

"Master, do I have something on my face?"

Youye looked at Luo Qiu's gaze and asked with a wink.

Luo Qiu shook his head and said softly, "I know you like to dress up. But don't worry, I'm staring at you, not necessarily because you have something on your face, but maybe because I like to look at it. ”

Yuye's eyes lit up for a moment, and he suddenly stood up and said softly, "Master, wait a minute." ”

Luo Qiu, who wanted to know what Youye was going to do, changed his sitting position, and saw Youya walk into the room of this suite.

After a while, the lights in the room were dimmed, except for the downlights at the edges, which were still warm yellows.

The sound system placed next to the TV screen also sounded automatically at this time, and the sound of music immediately attracted Luo Qiu's attention. He subconsciously grabbed the CD box that was placed on the sound system.

Glanced at the cover.

"Almida Palace".

This is the background music for the ballet "Almida Palace".

Luo Qiu knew what might be next, and he looked at the location of the corridor with expectant eyes, and the moment the music was played, the maid lady appeared in the hall of the suite.

In such a short period of time, Yuya also seems to be unable to find a proper ballet costume or even shoes - but this does not seem to be a problem for the maid lady.

Black, silky, draped over her body, turned into the thinnest and thinnest pajamas, with faint white skin, and became her dance costume.

On a white soft carpet, there doesn't seem to be a need for dancing shoes.

Yuya's left leg stood on tiptoe, her toes completely supporting her body, and her right leg stretched almost horizontally backwards. Her hands were open.

Like wings, waving slowly.

Her body leaned forward slightly, because it was a pajama relationship?

Some of the more wonderful scenery also naturally unfolded in front of Luo Qiu.

She was spinning, she was jumping lowly, she was stepping on the beat like a black swan skimming over the clear waters of a lake.

She danced in front of his master in a way that she had never danced before.

......... I'm the dividing line that won't tell you what's going on=. =.........

Snort.

It should be the sound of fried eggs...... Because of the physique, when the boss doesn't need to care about the amount of fat, the maid will use butter with better taste even if it's just an omelette.

Luo Qiu was already able to smell the scent of breakfast. He opened the curtains in the living room of his suite and looked at the morning of the city, and he was in a good mood.

"Host, breakfast was ready right away and the toiletries were ready. "The voice of the maid lady came from the kitchen.

Luo Qiu stretched his waist, turned on the TV casually, and saw such a news report:

“...... Last night, around the wee hours of the morning, the famous painting "The Nameless Girl", which was stored in the Tretyakov Museum of Fine Arts, was stolen ......" (To be continued. )