I get up holding my limp waist and curse Frances Louis secretly.
“You teddy dog! I curse you for impotency.”
The bathroom door is pulled open with a clatter. Frances Louis stands there with a towel on his lower
body, looking at me half-squinted.
“What did you say?”
“Nothing! I was wondering what you have eaten because you are so energetic.” I laugh a hollow laugh,
and prevaricate quickly.
Men love to be complimented by women. Even if Frances Louis is otherworldly, he would not be an
exception.
The knock on the door rings again. I don’t answer him anymore and go to the door.
“Don't open the door,” Frances Louis stops me and whispers.
“Why?” I turn to look at him and ask with confusion.
“It's not a secret that every time I come to Santos I would stay in this hotel. But no one ever knocked at
the door, so I guess it is not a good visit.”
I stop when I hear his words.
Why should I make trouble for myself when Frances Louis doesn't want to mess with it?
He goes to the night table and calls the reception.
“There is someone knocking at my door. Whoever it is, tell him I'm out.”
Then, Frances Louis hangs up.
Soon the knocking stops.
He goes to the wardrobe and opens it. There are several suits hanging in it. They are all his size.
A man like him wouldn't go around with a pile of clothes. He must have always hired this room. But I
am curious that he is so rich, why he still lives in a hotel, but buy a house?
“Do you have a house at Santos, Frances Louis?” I look at his sharp and strong figure and ask lightly.
“I don’t like buying house.” He says lightly.
He doesn’t seem to want to continue the subject, and I consciously shut up.
His hands begin to loosen the towel from his waist, and I turn my head hastily to avoid seeing what I
should not see.
“Are you shy?” Frances Louis chuckles behind me.
I roll my eyes and ignore him.
Damn it! Why can’t be shy?! Is it strange that I am shy?
“Come here.” He suddenly says.
I don't know if he’s dressed and I kind of don't want to go.
“What?” I ask impatiently.
“Help me with my belt. Did you forget? It is a bug that you designed.”
The customer is the god, and the patron is gold Lord is more important than the god.
I could feel his eyes on me. I couldn't stop my palms from sweating as he looks at me, and it takes me
a long time to buckle his belt.
You change your clothes, and then go out with me.”
I obediently go to the bathroom to change my clothes and follow Frances Louis out without asking.
God knows how tired and sleepy I am after last night’s intense exercise. Is Frances Louis’s body made
of iron? How could he doesn't feel tired at all?
“Where do you want to go?”
Frances Louis asks me in the car.
I look at him blankly and say, “how do I know, I haven't been Santos before, go where there is delicious
food and funny things to do.”
Frances Louis ponder for a moment, then takes out his cell phone and call.
“Lawrence Jordan, do you know any interesting places in Santos?”
He calls Lawrence Jordan. Someone like Lawrence Jordan, who plays the life like games, surely knows
where to go.
On the other end of the line, I don’t know what Lawrence Jordan has said. I notice that the corners of
Frances Louis's mouth twitch twice and then he hangs up the phone.
Frances Louis takes me all the way to the beach and finally stops outside a restaurant.
Fragrance of Women.
What a pornographic name! I connect this name with Lawrence Jordan immediately.
We enter to see Lawrence Jordan lounging in a massage chair. A woman dressed as a waitress is
feeding him grapes.
Look at his luxurious life.
Frances Louis sits down in front of him, “Bring out everything delicious.”
“It depends on what you want to eat. I can catch it out of the sea whatever you want to eat.”
Lawrence Jordan gets up and speaks to me.
Why he looks at me?
The next second, Frances Louis turns to me and asks, “what would you like to eat?”
I shake my head and say whatever.
I don't know much about seafood. I come from the countryside and live in the inland. What I have eaten
is nothing more than crab, shrimp, squid and so on, if must add another kind, does seaweed count?
“Then lobster, fin and so on, bring the most expensive food you have.” Frances Louis says casually and
sits down.
“Exploiter!”
Lawrence Jordan complains, but he goes out and tell the attendant at the door.
Then I see that man sail out to sea.
What? I thought Lawrence Jordan was kidding. They really go to the sea to catch seafood.
Frances Louis is talking to Lawrence Jordan about something I don’t understand. I am bored and play
with my phone. Then, feeling a little like to pee, I put down my phone and go to the bathroom.
When I come out, I find Frances Louis staring at my phone screen.
I feel strange and quicken my pace. I hang up the phone quickly when I see Noah Jefferson's name.
I don't know what I am guilty of, but my heart is beating violently.
And the next second, the screen lights up again.
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