The legendary life of a manga

Chapter 139 You Taught Me

the next day.

Lake opened his eyes, and when he looked into them, he saw an ornament hanging from the ceiling.

"What are you looking at?"

"..."

Lake looked sideways, and Rachel, who was wearing a loose T-shirt and holding two cups of coffee, came in from the outside: "Look at this decoration."

Rachel came in with two glasses and handed one of them to Lake: "Do you like it?"

Lake nodded: "It's very special."

Just like everything that happened last night, it was very special.

how to say.

If being with Cypher is like walking on a steel wire on both sides of a cliff with one foot, then being with Rachel is like hunting on the ancient African savannah. Wild and untamed.

So special.

After hearing Lake's evaluation of the decoration she made by herself, Rachel said thank you, and then said with some embarrassment: "Sorry, I tore your T-shirt."

Lake said, "It's fine."

"And your coat."

"fine."

"And pants."

"……fine."

After Lake finished speaking, he fell into silence.

All torn?

what do i wear

Lake looked up at the ceiling, glanced at Rachel who was sipping coffee, her hair was loose, and the corner of her mouth was smiling. She also smiled, shook her head, and found out her phone to call someone.

"……Hey?"

"Get up, bring a suit of clothes here."

"……what?"

"I remember I lost a set of clothes in your apartment, bring them here quickly, and I'll send you the address."

Lake directly made a phone call with Betty who was still sleeping, then hung up, edited a text message with the address here, and sent it.

Fortunately, he changed into a suit when he took a shower this afternoon.

Luckily he didn't wear the suit that Cypher had given him.

Fortunately in misfortune.

When Lake came to Washington once before, he slept in Betty's apartment in Washington. Before leaving, he lost a set of clothes and hung them there all year round.

That year, there was a pervert near Betty's apartment. He liked to break into single women's apartments and steal Nene. Then someone happened. Lake lost a suit and hung it there, the purpose is to prevent the satyr from breaking into the empty door.

After Lake hung up the phone, he looked at Rachel: "So, I have about an hour to spare."

Rachel understood, smiled slightly and said, "Is that enough?"

Lake shrugged: "Try it?"

Rachel put the coffee cup aside: "Okay."

next second.

Rachel's laughter resounded throughout the bedroom, and in an instant, the bedroom once again became the ancient African savannah.

Lake had said before that he didn't like married women, but now that Rachel was divorced, she wasn't considered married.

Married women and widows.

These two were something Lake would never touch.

others……

Lake can take it.

Anyway, he has not confirmed the so-called male-female relationship with any woman right now. In fact, after killing Maureen with his own hands, Lake felt that he had a demon in his heart.

how to say.

In order to prevent such a thing from happening again, Lake felt that there was no need to confirm the so-called relationship. What's the problem.

45 minute later.

Lake's phone rang quickly.

Rachel, who was riding on Lake, glanced at the ringing phone, leaned over to pick up the phone, panted slightly, and handed it to Lake: "Your boss's phone."

boss?

Minister Kelly.

After Lake answered the phone, he looked at Rachel who was riding up again with a smile on his face: "Good morning, Minister."

Secretary Kelly said directly: "Come to my office in an hour, I'm very bad."

Done.

Minister Kelly hung up the phone directly, and looked at the headlines on the front page of the Sun newspaper today, with a serious and displeased expression on his face.

Lake listened to the blind tone on the phone and smiled.

10 minute later.

Accompanied by Rachel's high-pitched voice, she fell into a state of silence. Rachel lay on Lake's chest, gasping for breath: "Don't move, stay inside for a while."

Lake said, "Okay."

15 minute later.

The doorbell rang.

Open the door.

Betty, who was standing outside the door, looked at Rachel who looked like a lady in a fashionable dress and glasses, and opened her mouth: "Uh... I don't know if it is."

Rachel smiled. "Betty Ross?"

Betty nodded.

Lake's voice came from the bedroom: "Here."

Betty blinked.

really.

He said he wasn't interested, but ended up hooking up?

As expected of you.

my brother.

Scumbag.

Ah.

Pooh.

10 minute later.

Lake, wearing a suit and leather shoes and gold-rimmed glasses, came out of the bedroom and kissed Rachel: "Sorry, the boss has something to do, see you later."

Rachel kisses back.

30 seconds later.

1 minute later.

After a minute and a half.

Betty's eyelids still twitched severely, and Betty coughed heavily, "Hi! Hello! I'm still here."

Lake let go of Rachel, and glanced at Betty: "Let's go, what are you doing here, waiting for Rachel to treat you to breakfast?"

Betty shrugged: "I'm... hey hey, don't pull me, let me go..."

Apartment downstairs.

Lake went straight into the car.

Bang.

Lake looked at Betty who opened the car door and sat on the passenger seat and raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing?"

Betty looked at Lake with a speechless face: "I took a taxi here to deliver the clothes, so I wouldn't let you wear someone else's ex-husband's clothes, why don't you just cross the river and demolish the bridge?"

Lake asked curiously, "Where's your car?"

Betty said angrily: "The engine is broken, and I'm trying to save money to buy a new one. Would you like to sponsor me?"

Lake nodded.

My younger sister wants to buy a car. As an older brother, I need more or less sponsorship.

Lake took out his wallet, counted five Franklin cards and handed them over: "Yes, you're welcome."

Betty was silent.

After a while.

Betty took the five hundred dollar knife and grabbed it, don't want it for nothing.

Lake laughed, started the car, turned around, and headed towards Betty's apartment first, intending to send Betty there first.

"correct."

"what?"

Betty suddenly frowned and looked at Lake: "Are you and this female reporter serious?"

Lake laughed, "What do you think?"

Betty said, "Let's forget it."

Lake wondered, didn't this girl match up before: "What's the reason?"

"She has a daughter."

"Adopted."

"She's divorced."

Betty said: "Mom will definitely have opinions, and our family has a tyrant. Do you think our general Ross will agree?"

Lake smiled: "Don't ask me about my affairs, just take care of you. Are you saying that you want to find a boyfriend? Have you found it? When will you take it out for a walk and let me see."

Betty rolled her eyes: "Do you think it's a dog?"

Still taking a walk?
Lake laughed loudly and stopped talking.

but……

What Betty said still had some truth.

Karen of Rockefeller can marry Rose. Naturally, Karen has no objection to any love, and she will never interfere with Lake's life, as long as Lake does not regret it.

But the tyrant General Ross in Betty's mouth?

Lake didn't take this point to heart either, he respected General Ross because he loved Karen, and after all, Lake didn't think there would be anything between him and Rachel.

At least.

Although Lake didn't have much requirements for the candidate for his first wife, he couldn't have children with others anyway.

This is the bare minimum.

There is still a bottom line, if not, then Lake guesses that he will almost have no bottom line.

and so……

Look at it.

Just as a temporary cooperation.

Lake thought very openly about it.

Homeland Security Building.

Lake was almost stuck at the hour, and walked into Secretary Kelly's office in seconds: "Good morning, Minister."

Secretary Kelly looked up.

2 minute later.

"Snapped!"

Minister Kelly pointed to the Sun newspaper he threw in front of him: "Look."

Lake took the Sun newspaper on the desktop.

Yo.

Is it good?

It was published on time, and the front page of the Sun newspaper was the sample that Rachel showed to Lake last night, and the cover chose the photo of the moment when Lake in a suit and leather shoes opened fire in the White Palace with two guns in hand.

handsome.

As expected, it was taken by the woman I had my eyes on. This photography technique is just now.

While thinking about it, Lake looked curiously at Secretary Kelly: "The photo was taken well, but the shirt is a bit dirty. I'll contact you to see if I can take another one."

Secretary Kelly almost suffocated with anger.

Is this a photo thing?

Minister Kelly took a deep breath: "This female reporter learned about the secret service's ghosts from the insider."

Yesterday the President said that he announced that the Chief of Secret Service was killed by gangsters. After all, Mr. President and the Chief of Secret Service have known each other for several years, and they all died to save face.

but……

Today's report directly slapped Chi Guoguo in the face.

Maybe there will be another special prosecutor to investigate this leak.

Lake said with an oh: "Well, Rachel called me and asked me, and then I said, when I set off this morning, she asked me if there was any influence."

"You just said..."

Minister Kelly covered his chest, his chest was heaving, and then, after a pause, he looked at Lake: "Wait, what did you just say, starting from her house? Jesus Christ, you and her?"

Lake was unhappy: "Minister, what do you mean, I'm single, she's single, they're just in love with each other."

Minister Kelly sneered again and again: "Then you never thought that he is using you to get information from you."

Lake nodded: "Of course I thought about it, but what is the direct relationship between the fact that she got the information and me going to bed with her?"

Minister Kelly covered his forehead: "Then do you know, you admit it, what should you do if Mr. President asks you?"

Lake smiled: "This is not right, I will give you a reason, I found that I offended a lot of institutions in Washington, and I am self-deprecating, you taught me, what is this, political wisdom!"

Secretary Kelly: "..."

(End of this chapter)