Super Detective in the Fictional World

On this trip to Paris, Luke saw himself in that hellish black kiln, and the killing spree for days made him happy.

But it wasn't happiness, and it was harder to break down the gloomy, violent emotions in your heart until Elena stayed close to you for days.

Whether it's its youthful charm or its vibrant and seductive body, it's a good drug.

Women, they are sacred objects of psychotherapy.

Elena has been in pain and happy these past few days, letting out the dark side of Luke's heart.

He was therefore guilty of Elena, although she did not necessarily feel it was suffering.

Of course he pays back for a girl who has helped himself immensely.

It makes sense to buy Elena a little gift with the unjust fortune of this trip to Paris.

He wouldn't mind buying her a 500,000 euro necklace if he wasn't afraid that too big a fortune would bring disaster to the girl.

Now, the 150,000 euros necklace, though expensive, is not unimaginable and fits perfectly.

Anyway, nobody knows he sent the necklace except Elena.

In fact, his initial intention was to send a golden pig to Elena.

But then he thought, "Elena looks at things, she looks at a pig there, and the painting is a little crumbly."

He's an art student. How can he go with such vulgar things?

More importantly, Luke didn't find anything in that store other than golden pigs.

The golden pig, worth more than 100,000 euros, is also a personal favorite of the Chinese owner, who brings money into the store.

Looking back at this trip to Paris, Luke and Elsa arrived in Los Angeles at dawn.

The two of them got in a taxi and went to Elsa's house first. All she said was that she would report back to the police station on time and went inside.

Elsa's jet lag continues, and even after a few hours of sleep on the plane, she's still exhausted.

When Luke got home, he washed up a little and went to bed.

The next day, he woke up in Selena's cry.

Watching him bend over and push him, Selena, Luke was helpless: “I said, don't you think I'm too much of a man? ”

Selena looked down at her chest and didn't even care: "Pull it down, I'm wearing a bikini in the bathtub, much more exposed than this. ”

Luke can only admit that this is true.

And he sat up in bed, and he said, “Well, now you can tell me, what made you run into my room in your pajamas? ”

Selena: “You're back from Paris. ”

Luke nodded: "Yeah, you know. ”

Selena stared at him, silent.

Luke raises his hand and surrenders: "OK, you can take the gift yourself in my suitcase. ”

Selena cheered and ran over to the side to go through his suitcase.

Of course she knows, there must be a gift in the suitcase.

But without Luke's consent, she wouldn't go through his stuff, as if he'd never go through her stuff, or even rarely go into her room.

Luke watched Selena squatting there, again leaning her body against the bed and admiring the wonderful view.

Selena was wearing pajamas, but it was a big cotton T-shirt with no breast protection, which is why he was joking.

Not to mention now.

There is only one sexy white * * * below Selena. The dark wheat arc is big and strong. It is 100% Latin... pure!

After days in Paris and Elena, Luke certainly doesn't reject the beauty.

Medullary knowledge, even if he is a reborn.

Selena doesn't care.

Just like she said earlier —— she wore a bikini and showed up in that bathtub pool less than that.

“Ahhh, so many perfumes! You robbed a perfume shop?” Selena cheered out a bunch of perfume.

Luke continued to appreciate the circular arc accompanied by cheering and trembling, saying, "You're not alone. ”

Celine Nadine was lost: "Ah? It's not all for me. ”

Luke laughed softly: "You always knew perfume was a split, didn't you? Dior's true collection is for Catherine, the one for mature women. Yours is a Lancôme miracle and Chanel, JLO's sparkling star. You also have a bottle, enough for you to swap for months. Dior Flower Sweetheart, Miss Chanel Coco, Kenzo A flower is for Claire. Dior's pink charm is for Shimena. ”

Selena turned her head slowly and shocked, “Oh, my God, you went to Paris and you turned into a perfumer? ”

Luke rolled his eyes: “Come on, that's the salesword the clerk gave me. Just a few bottles of perfume, she nagged for a while, I can't even remember. Okay, take your gift and choose which one you want to use today. ”

Selena also took three bottles of her own perfume beautifully and went back to the house.

Luke woke up not too tight, cleaned up, and went to the kitchen fridge to prepare today's breakfast.

And when he opened the refrigerator, he couldn't help yelling, “Selena, you bastard, what about the food I prepared for you? ”

After a moment of silence, Selena's voice came: "Ah, honey, we're all done. ”

Luke holds the forehead.

That's what he's over-prepared. Probably enough for Selena to eat half a month. How long is this?

Selena ran out quickly, a mouthful of foam, and she held her toothbrush: "Whoa, you've only been gone 12 days, I'm fine at home alone, I eat more every day. So, a little bit? Uh, shit, I swallowed the toothpaste foam. It's disgusting. ”

Luke was right to think.

On this trip to Paris, he and Elsa were expected to travel for 10 days, but on the ninth day Dustin informed him that the holidays had been extended for two more days, so it was indeed the morning of the thirteenth day.

Selena eats fifteen days of food in twelve days, which is not an exaggeration.

Like she said, without Luke controlling her at home, she'd find something to eat.

Luke walked over and lifted her T-shirt and looked at it: "It's not science. You still don't have a stomach for eating like this, is that a waste of food? ”

Selena turned away dissatisfied: "You're just jealous that I'm not fat enough to eat! ”

Luke: I'm seven times more human now, more muscular than you! Do I have to be jealous of you?

Finally, Luke couldn't find the ingredients to make breakfast.

In a large fridge, no eggs, no toast, no milk, no ham, no meatloaf, no cereal.

It's barely an ingredient, only cheese, butter, salad sauce, tomato sauce, etc.

What the hell can he do with spices? Not even vegetables and fruits, not a salad.

He had to go out to work empty-handed.