Legendary American Tycoon

White asked Ma Lian to help plan and publish this wave of friendship event. Ma Lian thinks this is the duty and glory of the first place. With a high face and neck, Ma Ma said to White in a tone that the whole world could know: "Your wave is the best website I have ever seen. I will help more. I must do my best to be worthy of my first A title."

If White didn't open the hook for him, see if Ma's face would still say such a thing?

Seven o'clock in the evening was the beginning of night, and it was also the time when the highlight began. White arrived here early and took nearly ten pancakes that Evelyn had previously ordered. Although because of anger, some of them have been burnt...

White put the plate on the table on the first floor. There is an oriental golden carpet under the table. In addition to fruit plates and drinks, there are a few unopened cakes and chocolate cakes on the table. Feeling thirsty, White picked up the golden wine bottle above. When approaching the counter, White greeted the bearded boss who was standing behind the counter.

Right now, this place is still wide and empty for the time being. It's very quiet, except for jazz music that slowly circulates in the bar. The boss of Boston wiped the dazzling array of empty wine bottles and said in a long and reminiscent tone: "A hundred years ago, when all the Boston guards went on strike. This place is not so peaceful yet. If people want to drink, they have to sneak in. ."

White leaned against the boss's counter, holding a wine bottle, and volleying a glass with him: "It seems that the boss has been alive for a hundred years."

The bearded boss used his glasses-dangling eyes, looked up at White, and laughed: "Yes."

"The jazz dance at that time, just came in."

White looked at the dark ceiling and said.

"Yes, it is not so easy to invite such an orchestra, even if it is for two. That is, it will only be carried out by the upper class."

White smiled and got up from the counter. He turned around and looked at the spiral staircase winding towards the second floor. Everyone is drunk, he staggers towards the stairs. At this moment, White understood for a while, why this Boston bar is so hot and welcome.

It is like a mysterious, a bar that came to the 21st century from a hundred years ago.

The whole body is full of sense of history.

When White walked to the stairs, he found an elevator next to him. After seeing this elevator, White's idea of ​​going up to the second floor was dispelled. He turned a corner and walked towards the elevator. The elevator was like a bride with a curtain on her head. When White stretched her hand on it, she blew it with her mouth, and the dust floated from the edge of the elevator.

White knocked on the elevator, and there was a heavy noise.

White turned around, tilted his head and asked the bar owner, "Is this elevator still usable?"

"Who knows."

The boss was busy cleaning the glass and answered in a hurry.

Hearing the specious answer from the boss, White frowned, but a hint of interest soon rose in his heart. Because the boss casually added a sentence at the end, "But that is also called a love elevator."

"Love elevator?"

"Those who go in will meet love." The boss finished, as if he could not believe it. Even I couldn't help but laugh, and the two tears became more obvious when they laughed.

White believed in this evil, so when he pressed down the elevator that had been sluggish for a long time, the sound of the elevator swallowed the entire quiet bar. White was motionless, staring into the elevator intently.

The elevator door opened slowly. White's gaze first swept across the two walls, and then to the center. Against the backdrop of the old newspapers on both sides, Evelyn's face was as white as December snow in the center of the elevator, which only had room for two people. Her skin has always been so white, like a porcelain doll.

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At this moment, this thought flashed through White's mind.

White was surprised and delighted, and all of a sudden, mixed feelings in his heart. He didn't know what to say, so when he had a good mood to speak, he realized that his voice was hoarse like a torn vocal cord. Every time a word is spoken, the vocal cords are torn apart. This makes White miserable and enjoys it.

"I thought...you weren't that early."

"is it?"

Evelyn looked ahead, opened her mouth slightly, and said this softly.

White discovered that Evelyn was dressed beautifully, and he only wanted to compliment Evelyn with this adjective for the time being.

Evelyn's snow-white skin, against the sparkling skirt, was as white as snow. And her straight and slender legs are enough to support such a big dress. If the Victoria's Secret Angel seen in the photo has no chest, it is purely an illusion. At least White now sees that Evelyn's figure is perfect.

"How long have you been waiting here?"

White stood beside Evelyn and asked with open mouth.

"It's not too long, it's only ten minutes."

"I arrived half an hour ago. I didn't notice you at all."

A smile appeared on Evelyn's face when she heard the words. She turned around and faced White directly: "If I want to hide, you won't find me. No one can find me."

Evelyn who said this was like a bragging child, the dimple on her right cheek was deep and sweet.

When her whole body exudes a cold breath, the dimples revealed with a smile are like a sharp weapon to break the ice. Even the cramped small space seems to fall into a honey jar filled with sugar water.

The water keeps rising from both sides of the body, rising, rising again.

White feels dry mouth, and perhaps the rise in temperature makes the elevator air very stuffy and thin.

He glanced at Evelyn next to him, just in time to see Evelyn's face intently looking towards the elevator door. Her expression is pious and focused, pure and innocent. The usual blank face is very different.

Because she always has a childlike heart in her heart, she likes Sara who is like a little angel.

White guessed inwardly, turning his eyes back slowly. From the button at the bottom of the elevator door all the way up, this elevator door has only two buttons, one up and one down. Go up to the second floor, and then down to the first floor.

There is also a display screen on the elevator door to show the floor. But now, it is black. No one pressed the up or down button. Because of this, the entire elevator seemed very silent. It was motionless, carrying two tall men and women standing in the elevator.

After a long while, Evelyn asked, "When will the great show you talk about begin?"

White looked ahead and said, "It will start soon. I have prepared the best seat for you on the second floor."

"Oh?" Evelyn's pure eyes looked at White.