Chapter 165: Damn!

Translator: Lionwwang  Editor: Lionwwang

I’ve already dressed up, but when I think about this invitation is from a beauty. I take off the clothes, take a bath, shave, and put on the suit Papa 8 gave me, which is my best cloth.

I take out the dagger Old Cat gave me and tie it into my trousers.

Sophie will be arrived in about twenty minutes.

Papa 8 didn’t say much when he learned the things between me and Sophie. He just laughed and said: “It’s normal for young people to be romantic. But this highness princess Sophie… You are not her first boyfriend, nor will you be her last. That’s all you need to know.” I was completely relieved. It seems that Sophie is quite an unrestrained lady, just like the heir sisters of the famous Hilton group.

When I get dressed and go out, Sophie has already driven a yellow Lamborghini convertible to the door of our building.

Tonight, Sophie is wearing a light-yellow lady evening dress, open-shouldered, round chest is hanging a string of diamond necklace.

I see a black bridge car that seems to be far behind and parking at the corner. This should be the bodyguard Mr. Sorin arranges for his daughter.

“Get in, baby.” She hooks her finger at me.

I take a look at the Lamborghini, get in and say: “Good car!”

When Sophie is raising her eyebrows, I see she deliberately pulls her hairs half up tonight. The front two slightly drooping bangs make her face looks very soft: “You like this car? Then you drive it.”

I hesitate for a moment, but nod at once. I really like this car. Lamborghini is one of my favorite cars. When I was poor at home, I couldn’t afford such a good car. Today, when I have a chance, I will try to drive it for sure.

The two of us switch places in the car. Sophie moves to the co-driver’s seat from my leg, and she rubs my crotch with her elastic buttocks intentionally, and gives me a teasing glance.

Such a sexy monster!

I suppress the fire of desire and concentrate on driving.

I haven’t driven a car for a long time, and for the first time I’m driving such a good car. When I start the car with a stiff motion and slam on the accelerator. The car with superior performance is making a roar and suddenly rushing out!

The wind is whistling around our ears, and the engine is roaring loudly and forcefully! I’m just feeling very happy in my heart. Seeing the number on the dashboard soaring rapidly, I still step the accelerator to the bottom!

Sophie, who’s proud just now, screaming and hurrying to tie the safe belt.

In the evening, Vancouver’s streets are empty. Our car is not just speeding, but roaring out like madness. Sophie’s screaming is for exciting first, and then for scaring!

I don’t even look at the road, just stepping on the accelerator all the way and driving straight. I only turn around until there is no road ahead! At last, I’m even drifting on the road! Sophie is also a wild cat. After screaming for a while, she’s calming down, reaching out her hand to turn on the audio. The strong heavy metal music immediately spews out! The car is rolling up a whirlwind, accompanies by this strong music and all the way down.

Crazy! I must be crazy!

I can’t remember how long I have driven or how many streets we have come across. Finally, I slam on the brakes, and the car is running straight across the road and making a half turn before it stops!

Sophie’s face is very exciting, her hair has been completely scattered. Her eyes are full of the excitement, pulling off her safe belt, and then rushing towards me and shouting: “Baby! You are absolutely wonderful!”

I kiss her warmly, then push her away, take a breath and ask: “Where are we now?”

Sophie’s face is still flushed. She squints around for a while and finally confirm the buildings around are strange. We are on the wrong way.

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Sophie’s eyes still contain excitement and desire. If it isn’t for the condition, I’m afraid this little slut would really pull me to have sex on the street again.

When we finally arrive at the meeting place tonight. It’s already half an hour later.

This is not a very busy street. But I can see that the buildings on both sides are beautifully decorated. There are several restaurants on the street. Just take a look then know all the places where the rich come.

I park the car at the door of a building that looks historic on the outside. The red brick-and-wood structure, together with the old revolving doors, had some early sensations of the last century. A young tall porter who wears a red coat is standing at the door.

He asks us to show the membership card politely. Sophie pinches out a thin metal card with her fingers. His attitude is a little more respectful immediately. Then he pulls the car door open and asks us to get off the car.

This is obviously a membership based private club. The porter behind us has driven our car to the car park, and there are two neatly dressed waiters come to help Sophie take off her shawl.

I can’t understand what they are saying at all. Because although I’m already learning English, but they are speaking French.

Two waiters in suits lead us into a quiet little restaurant. There are the soft carpets under our feet. When we step on it, we can feel our feet sink deeply, very comfortable.

The two waiters are respectful, but strict in their attitudes. They walk with their head’s breasts holding high and a white towel on their arms. But they just lead us to the entrance of the restaurant, where two other waiters take us in.

I feel a little dizzy. The rules here are a little too complicated. The price here must be very expensive.

I’m really surprised when I enter the restaurant. This is a mainland style restaurant. When I enter the door, I see two waiters at the door, each wearing a pony jacket and a small gourd hat. The cloths on their bodies are satin, colorful and interesting. Each of them has a white towel on their shoulders! We just walk in, one of them lifts the towel on his shoulder and calling Immediately: “Two distinguished guests, please come in!”

I see that the interior decoration of this small restaurant is almost completely mainland style! Blue bricks, green tiles, but also decorated a small bridge on running water, there are two floating wooden boats with tables and chairs, as the dining tables.

Sophie looks at me with a smile and says: “Not bad?”

I nod. Indeed, such a place can be found in Canada. It’s amazing.

We are brought into a small box, antique and fragrant. Once we enter the door, there is a screen embroidered with Mandarin ducks playing in water. There are an old-fashioned square table and four sandalwood chairs inside the room.

This is a very stylish restaurant. I have to show some admirations for the boss. It’s really appropriate to make money in this style!

“This place is the property of a friend of mine.” Sophie tells me with a smile, but then a haze is flashing in her eyes, “You’ll see him tonight, too. He’ll meet us with that girl who refused me. They seem to be a couple.”

I see. Sophie seems to be pulling me over and pretending to be her lover.

“Well, here we are. They’ll come down in a minute.” Sophie is sighing, but immediately takes a look at me and laughing, “Seriously, after I met you, I’m really fascinated. With you, maybe I may forget her!”

Just then, there comes footsteps outside the door, mix with a man’s laughter. My heart is moving immediately. The laughter hears so familiar.

But when I hear the next voice, the expression on my face is not only weird, but also completely rigid.

A crisp woman’s voice, with arrogance and mockery, is saying: “Is this your restaurant? I’m sorry that you brag it too much! You call its good? Looking at the curtain, the wood! It’s the fake at first sight! If you do have money to make such a style! You should buy a suite of it straight from the palace! That’s cool enough! What’s most annoying are the waiters! The cloths are in a mess! Come on, it’s not bad for ancient waiter to wear linen clothes! What’s the matter with you to let them dressing up as a boss’s costume?”

After a pause, I hear the voice is laughing again and saying: “It’s ridiculous that you still boast with me about this broken place!”

My mouth and eyes are all opening at the same time. I’m so straight and stunned to see a beautiful figure coming out from the behind of the screen. Then I can’t help shouting.

“Damn!”

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