Sofas, dark in color, and a dozen of them, are scattered in all corners of the hall.

Blonde or brunette ladies half-lie on it, their fingertips holding delicate slender cups, pouring the cups at just the right angle, red wine flowing down their red lips into their mouths, and their eyes are seductive.

Warm-colored oil lamps illuminate the hall and make it easy to see their smiles and smiles.

There is a billiard table in the center of the hall, and gentlemen in formal clothes stand next to them with clubs to chat and play, and from time to time they squeeze their eyes at the beautiful women who pass by them to win favor.

Zheng Fei's eyes swept over the beauties, in addition to the dancing chacha, the sportsman, and the two dancing around the pole lying on the sofa.

And what attracted him the most was a translucent cloth, which hung down naturally like a curtain, and under the background of the light, a charming and tall figure fell on it, twisting his waist and throwing his long hair to show off his dancing.

Not being able to see her face makes it even more heart-wrenching, men almost like this hazy feeling, they stare at it like Zheng Fei, and there is a hint of hopeless regret in their expressions.

Zheng Fei was moved by the figure, licked his dry lips, and heard Betsy say, "Do you want her?" The man who came here didn't want to, but he could only think about it, and he couldn't move. ”

As she spoke, Betsy wrapped her arms around his neck, looked at him tenderly and said, "And I'm different~"

His mind was still on the figure, and he asked, "Why can't you move?"

"Ha, because she is Alonso's daughter and comes from the richest family in the city of Barcelona. Betsy whispered in his ear, rubbing her knee against him.

"Alonso" Zheng Feiyu raised his eyebrows slightly, smiled, and remembered the two-time F1 world champion.

He turned his head, his eyes fell on the figure again, and saw her make a sultry circle pose, and asked, "No one dares to touch her, so why did she come here to hide behind the curtain and dance?"

"Who knows~ Maybe she likes the feeling of being in the limelight, and all men covet her beauty and sexiness, but they can't get it. ”

"Maybe. Gradually, he was able to react to Becky's reaction, and stopped thinking about the unattainable stunner, and walked through the hall into the innermost bedroom with his arms around Becky's thin waist.

Satisfied, he sat down in bed and enjoyed a late-night snack—a glass of hot milk and a plate of freshly roasted meat.

"Yellow-skinned handsome guy, your kung fu is great~" Betsy came out of the bathroom and said while wiping her hair, smiling charmingly.

"Your job isn't bad~" He replied with a wicked smile, looked at the blank wall in front of him, chewed the last piece of beef, and thought, if only there was a TV there to watch a ball game.

As she spoke, she climbed into bed and lay meekly into his arms, drew circles on his chest with her fingers, and said coquettishly, "Navigator, can you take me with you?"

Few men would refuse her, but in the face of her request, Zheng Fei replied categorically: "No." ”

She was visibly stunned for a moment, her fingers stopped moving, and she asked confirmatively, "What?"

He paused, hugged her shoulders, and said in a soft tone, "I can't take you, you're a great lover, but you can't be my woman." ”

"Then let me be by your side as a lover. She was determined, and something crystal clear flashed in her eyes.

"I only need a lover at the same time and in the same place, and I have one now, and she may be doing my laundry in the cabin right now. ”

After a pause, she hugged him tightly, put her face against his chest, and said affectionately: "You are a good man, it's a pity that we met a little late." ”

In fact, Zheng Fei wanted to reply, even if I had seen it a long time ago, I wouldn't have asked you why? Because it has been used by too many people, it is much looser than Anna.

"Why do you want to come with me?" he asked.

"Well, I'll tell you a story, my own story. After a bitter smile, she spoke eloquently.

"When I was very young, I really wanted a dress like the little girl in the neighborhood, but my father told me that we didn't have the money. ”

"When I grew up, I went to work as a milkman on the farm, and one day I accidentally knocked over the bucket of milk, and I was whipped twice, but Elle, who made the same mistake, was not punished in any way, and everyone sued me that she was a distant relative of the nobles. ”

"Then I came to the port of Barcelona, and the men here liked my body very much, and I loved to play with them, but I knew that in their hearts I was no different from a prostitute, and what they really wanted was the woman outside, Alonso's daughter!"

Speaking of this, she pinched Zheng Fei hard.

Zheng Fei hissed, hugged her with pity, and said, "So you want to go with me, do you want to be rich and respected by others?"

"Yes. She made no secret of it, and after hearing the pity in his tone, she said with anticipation: "Then now are you willing to take me away?"

"No, I can't. ”

Two words made her feel ruthless again.

"Your story touches me, and I sympathize with you, but I can't let you stay with me just because of sympathy. ”

After speaking, Zheng Fei let go of her, looked at her quietly, and smiled after being silent for a while: "But I can help you make your wish come true." ”

"Wish?" she thought, he was going to give himself money.

"Yes, make you rich!"

"I'm sorry, but I never accept handouts. ”

Hearing this, looking at her serious expression, Zheng Fei laughed and said, "You misunderstood, I'm not the kind of rich master who is kind and charitable, you take my money to do me a favor." ”

"Uh, can I help you?"

"Of course, don't forget who you are, the most beautiful clerk of the exchange. Zheng Fei squeezed his eyes and stroked her flexible hair.

She understood something and smiled, "Sue sù what should I do." ”

Whispering that lasts a few minutes.

After the order, they agreed to hug and say goodbye affectionately, and then Zheng Fei left the room and left the small hotel through the fragrant hall.

Walking on the street, the evening breeze is cool and refreshing, and the port of Barcelona under the cover of night is quiet and bustling.

It's a wonderful city for every pace – men who like to spend their days drinking can get into the bars without making noise to pedestrians walking and chatting, even Mr. Glasses sitting in a corner coffee shop reading a book doesn't turn aversion to them, and everyone can live happily here.

Zheng Fei bought a few trinkets and returned to the New World anchored in the port, and they had not returned to Santiago.

As soon as he stepped on the deck, before he handed over the ornament to Anna, he heard a noisy shouting and scolding behind him, and when he turned his head, he saw dozens of people with daggers and clubs rushing angrily, and the target was himself.