Highway 1 in California, USA, with the Pacific Ocean on one side and the rolling California mountains on one side. Blue sky and white cloud beach, logo xing American California style. A bright red convertible Porsche Panamara shuttles through the West Coast of the United States like a swallow, and in the driver's seat is a man with more beautiful eyebrows than a woman. At this time, he was only wearing a pair of loose sky blue sèsè beach pants, shirtless, revealing a very well-proportioned and beautiful muscle line, the eight-pack abdominal muscles between the waist and abdomen were extremely full, and the clear mermaid line made the hot American girl on his side salivate.

However, Lucy Cayseen, who was sitting in the passenger seat, did not dare to seduce the man next to her who made her heart flutter, and she clearly remembered that night in Hangzhou, China. She had never seen a man with such good concentration, and she even wondered if there would be a problem with the orientation of a man who could maintain self-control in the face of a man like her, who was born with a stunner, not to mention that this was a man who looked better than a woman. The car was playing the album "Aria" released by the blind Italian tenor Andrea Bocelli in '98, and her high-pitched and long voice pulled her mind from the ancient country of the Far East back to the west coast of the United States in Ziyouminzhu, and she looked at the man next to her, looking at him infatuated by the music and the sea breeze.

He said he was coming to the United States for a vacation, but Lucy just laughed it off. He, like her, was a top expert in the intelligence services of his respective countries, and if it weren't for that, she wouldn't have known the Chinese agent named Li Huiyou during her mission in Paris. Although he knows each other's identities, neither he nor she will deliberately not mention those disappointing identities, although he has not accepted her so far. Thinking of the question of acceptance, she thought of the Chinese woman named Yuan Suyi, who was also a woman, and intuitively told her that if she really wanted to win the heart of the man around her, the Chinese woman who liked to wear a purple dress would be her biggest competitor.

From Santa Barbara, to St. Louis, and finally to San Francisco, California's second-largest city after Los Angeles. There are a lot of self-driving tourists in this season, and there are many RVs towed by American-style "small steel cannons" parked in the parking lot of the motel, and the owners are retired American old men and women, which is an exotic combination of handsome men and beautiful women in China and the United States.

"Good luck to you today and God bless you. The old waiter at the front desk pushed his reading glasses and handed the room key to the sunny and handsome Asian man opposite, and then looked at Lucy Cairnsey, and then smiled knowingly, and his eyes were extremely ambiguous.

Lucy Caysian received an American-style education, so naturally she didn't care too much about other people's opinions, and she hooked the arms of the men around her generously, twisting her plump buttocks, attracting the attention of many men along the way, and floating all the way.

Today, the two only need one room, and it was Li Huiyou who took the initiative to propose it, which made Cayseen happy in his heart - a lonely man and a widow are in the same room, ** tied together, even if it is just a spark, it can ignite a male fire, right?

But when he entered the room and put down his luggage, he said, "Let's go out and have something to eat." ”

Kayseen, who thought that entering the room would solve the dry foundation, was a little disappointed, but nodded and smiled reluctantly: "What do you want to eat?" Americans are far less particular about the table than the Chinese who have a civilization of up and down for 5,000 years. Kayseen, who has received special training, is quite familiar with the cultures of various countries, and naturally knows that the American way of eating bread and meat slices does not satisfy the Chinese men in front of him.

Li Huiyou smiled lightly, and the corners of his mouth raised lightly: "When you come to the United States, you don't have to go to Chinatown to eat Chinese food, let's taste some authentic American flavors." ”

Kayseen is a woman with extremely high emotional intelligence, and quickly adjusts from her lost love: "There is a restaurant nearby, the pizza and sandwiches are very good, I'll take you to try it." ”

Li Huiyou nodded: "Okay." ”

She knew that this man had never talked much, but his expression told her that this strange-looking man was looking forward to what she called an American restaurant. "I'll change my clothes, you wait a minute. Cayseen turned to open his luggage, and did not shy away from the man behind him, and changed his clothes generously in front of him. Li Huiyou did not shy away, a good beautiful body was sent to the door for him to appreciate, as a normal man, why not do it? Not to mention that the ** around him is indeed extremely beautiful, Western women are taller than Eastern women, and the proportion of her hips, waist, and buttocks is very coordinated, as in San'er's words, it is the best material for giving birth to a son. Her legs are also very long, the proportion of her upper and lower body is also quite coordinated, her skin is not as delicate as that of an oriental woman, but her body hair is completely trimmed, and her body exudes a unique exotic style.

She saw the man behind her looking at her unscrupulously, which made her heart speed a little, and her movements became more and more gentle and coquettish, and she even vaguely felt the warmth and wetness of the most secret place. He propped his hands on the bed behind him, smiling and admiring her change of clothes, until finally she put on the outer skirt, and he did not make any transgressive movements. She bit her lower lip, still unwilling: "Li, can you help me zip it up?" She clasped her hands in front of her chest, and the deep ravines were like the endless deep sea, which looked even more majestic and mysterious under the arms of her arms.

The man, who looked more delicate and seductive than a woman, smiled softly, stood up, and walked slowly behind her. When the cool fingers touched her back, she couldn't help but shudder, and let out a very seductive moan in her throat.

"Alright. The zipper was pulled down to the top of her neck, and the golden waves above her snow-like neck were rubbed, and she exhaled a long breath, and at that moment, she almost wanted to turn around and throw the man behind her on the bed, and let him wreak havoc on her body, but she held back. She had studied Oriental culture and knew that in that ancient civilized country, men liked reserved women.

He also changed his clothes, no longer topless, but into a suit that matched her dress well. Every time he changed into a suit, her heart was drunk—the illusion of being perfect when these clothes were clearly designed for the Western race on him, as if they were born for him.

Without driving the eye-catching Porsche, the two hugged each other and walked to the corner of the street a kilometer away, where there was a restaurant called "Old John's Memories", and the business was very good, although it was not during the normal meal time, there were still many customers in the store.

After ordering some staples and salads, Keynesy asked him, were they enough?

He said, haven't you heard that there is a saying in China called Xiu Sè Ke Dining?

She smiled and said, Then you want to eat my show sè? She added an accent to the "I", and subconsciously bit her lower lip after speaking, this is the muscle memory developed when she was trained in the CIA, and a woman with a little reserve is not only attractive to Eastern men, but also a killer move to Western men.

He smiled, called the waiter over, and added another sandwich and fried ham.

Am I not as attractive as sandwiches and ham, she asked?

He shook his head and said, in fact you are very seductive.

She said, "Then why don't you eat it?"

He said, just like people who haven't held chopsticks don't know how to eat Chinese food, and people who haven't held knives and forks don't know how to eat steak.

She was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, little brother, sister can teach you. She spoke very awkward Mandarin, which sounded a little awkward.

He said, "You sit for a while, and I'll go to the bathroom and come back."

So he got up and walked in the direction of the bathroom, but when he passed by the bathroom, he did not go in, but went into the kitchen, through the busy kitchen to the back door of the dining room, and when he pushed the door out, it was a back street. The backstreet is where the garbage cans are placed in the restaurants, and a few homeless people lie on the lids of cardboard boxes on the side of the road, and as he passes by, he pulls out all the banknotes on his body and puts them in a broken iron box next to an old beggar.

Coming out of the back street, he turned a corner, there was a bus stop, 10 seconds later the bus entered the station, he immediately got on the bus, there were not many people on the bus, he only took two stops and got off, the station on both sides of the bus is lined with American-style villas, there is a large green lawn in front of every house, not far away, an old Mexican man about 50 years old wears sunglasses and headphones, pushes the lawn mower in his hand.

He walked over step by step, and the bus stop to the lawn that was being mowed was exactly ninety-nine eighty-one steps. He chuckled and looked at the American-style mansion in front of him, shook his head, and muttered to himself: "It's a pity that such a good house, alas, is the people's hard-earned money...... As he spoke, he rang the doorbell in front of the door.

Twenty seconds later, an old man in his pajamas and holding a newspaper Chinese the local community in his hand opened the door in confusion: "You...... Looking for whom?"

He smiled and said, "It seems that Minister Wu enjoys this ziyouminzhu of the United States of America very much." ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then there was a look of extreme fear in his eyes: "You...... You've finally found ......."

He said: "When you defected, you would have thought that there would be this day. ”

The old man shook his head, and the fear on his face had disappeared at this moment: "I've been waiting for this day for a long time, but you're still a little late." The old man shuddered and pulled out a medical record from his pocket.

He glanced at it: end-stage pancreatic cancer.

He sighed, "This is retribution?"

The old man also sighed: "I came out for money back then, but what can I do if I have money?"

He said: "Money is a thing, life does not bring death and does not take it away, it is better to look down." ”

The old man said, "If I could see clearly at your age, I wouldn't end up like this." The party and the people have cultivated me, but ......"

He said: "Actually, you are just the tragedy of the times. ”

The old man said, "Say hello to the party and the people for me." ”

He said, "Okay." ”

The old man pulled out a gun from behind the couch, and his movements were as swift as he had been. The gun was pointed at him, but he didn't dodge.

The old man asked, "Why don't you hide?"

He said, "Why should I be afraid if you die?"

The old man sneered.

He raised his hand, and there was a bloody hole in the old man's forehead.

"You're going to have to struggle after all. He said.

Ten minutes later, he was back at the "Old John's Memories," where the blues music in the store kept repeating the single, with his woman with her back to her cheeks and watching the sunset over the window.

The United States is still like blood.