Chapter 112 Two Like-minded Families
“Hey——”
The door slowly opened, and the new neighbor across from Lange's house was standing outside the door with a big smile on his face, holding a piece of cherry pie and a bottle of red wine.
"Haha, welcome, you're a little late, man."
"This is our first time as a guest, so of course we need more time to prepare."
Lango and John Smith laughed, high-fived and hugged, then looked at the guy's wife.
Jane Smith.
This woman's appearance is somewhat similar to Laura on the Mysterious Island, but she has more of a feminine touch, especially her plump and attractive lips, which add a bit of charm.
"Oh, John didn't tell me that his married woman was so charming."
"Perhaps he is worried that one day I will ruthlessly divide him into half of his family property, and then leave freely."
After Jane made a joke, she opened her arms and gave Rango a light hug.
"Gloria, come and meet our new neighbors. They came to the door with gifts." Lango then shouted behind him.
After a while, Gloria, who was busy in the kitchen, came out. Although she was only wearing casual home clothes, her beauty and figure could not be concealed even by simple clothes, which made Mr. and Mrs. Smith's eyes shine. , full of admiration.
"You lucky bastard." John bumped Rango's shoulder lightly, his tone full of envy.
Lange raised his eyebrows and joked: "Whatcanlsay, I always attract high-quality women around me."
After some pleasantries, Lange led the guests into the house.
Jane said she wanted to steal Gloria's cooking skills, so she followed her to the kitchen to help, while Lango and John came to the living room to chat.
There was something special at home tonight. Teddy and his gang of summons went to the bar that was about to open to join in the fun.
Of course, it is not ruled out that Lango and Gloria were making too much noise during the day, so they all went out.
Anyway, they are the only two couples at home tonight.
"Shet, Cohiba premium cigar?" John Smith looked at the cigar thrown by the other party and said in surprise: "This is not something that ordinary security guards can afford."
He skillfully trimmed the cigarette butt, smoked it carefully with a lighter, and then took a deep breath, feeling the rich tobacco aroma lingering between his lips and teeth.
Looking around at the classically charming villa, John was even more confused.
Just like what he just said, when they first met in the afternoon, Lango actually told him that his job was the night shift security guard at the museum?
He now dares to bet ten thousand dollars. This kid is definitely lying!
Just look at the classical decoration in his villa, all the furniture is made of logs. Although I can’t understand it, there are oil paintings that look like antiques, full of the old money style of the last century.
Could this guy Lango be the illegitimate son of an oil tycoon?
Seeing the doubt in John's eyes, Lango gave a noncommittal smile. Although the murder house looked like an old-fashioned three-story villa on the outside, the classical decoration inside really gave people a low-key luxury feeling.
After all, the first few owners of this house were all wealthy people at that time, and the decoration inside was always the same.
"If my identity as a security guard is fake, it's you instead." Lange shook the Cohiba cigar in his hand, with a hint of playfulness in his eyes, "The gun cocoon on your palm is thick enough, I guess you also More than just a construction contractor.”
John Smith waved his hand quickly and said with a fake smile: "Don't make excuses, man. This only proves that I like to go to the shooting range to practice shooting after work."
"OK, whatever you say."
At this time, John's eyes drifted involuntarily to the kitchen, where bursts of laughter could be heard.
He asked curiously: "How long have you known Gloria? They seem to have a very good relationship."
"We used to be neighbors on the same block. We took the school bus to and from school together. We have known each other for more than ten years."
"Fake, we've known each other for more than ten years and you haven't gotten married yet?" John couldn't help but show a hint of envy when he heard this, "I wish I had been as sensible as you. Listen brother, this is given by a person who has been poisoned by marriage. 's advice.
This guy leaned his head and whispered: "Never! Never get married! Women will only devour your various hobbies and wallets, and then give you an indifferent face!"
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Seeing his indignant look, Lange said with a smile: "I see that you have been greatly wronged."
"Of course, do you know why we made an appointment at six o'clock but didn't arrive until almost seven o'clock?"
"uh-huh?"
John secretly glanced at the kitchen, and after confirming that it was okay, he whispered: "She originally said she would arrive early to leave a good impression on you, so I waited at the door of the house at half past five, but I waited It was six o’clock and she still hadn’t left the house!”
"Ten minutes later, when I found Jane, she had just stepped out of the shower room! And she asked me with a strange look on her face: 'Do you want to see me for anything?'"
"I understand you, buddy." Lange pointed at him with deep sympathy and said, "Because I have experienced this kind of nonsense more than once."
"Right? So I looked into this woman's eyes and I said."
John turned his head and looked at the kitchen cautiously again, and Lange also looked over. After noticing that there was nothing strange about them, John cursed angrily in a lower voice than before: "I said Bi-Chi! You said it earlier. You should arrive early then!”
Lango glanced at him in surprise, and then said seriously: "Are you sure you said it?"
"Hey, what else?" John glanced at the kitchen again, then winked and said, "I said it myself - Bi-chi~"
"OK" Lango looked at him deeply, then bit his cigar and winked at him, "Let's go to a place where no one is around."
A few minutes later, in the cellar.
"Why do you have to beat around the bush? Can't you just say it directly?" "Yes, say it directly if you have something to say, and fart if you have anything to say!"
Lango, who had been calm before, was equally angry and said: "Just like last time, we are going to go out to eat together."
"I asked her, 'Which restaurant do you want to go to?' and she said, 'You decide.'"
"OK!" John Smith immediately agreed: "I have already guessed the ending."
"That's right, just like you thought!"
Lango clapped his hands and said speechlessly: "I first talked about the Italian restaurant in Modena, and she said she didn't want to eat it. Then I asked about Chinese food, and she shook her head and pondered again. John, believe me, I said it one after another. Seven restaurants, but she was not satisfied with any of them!”
"Walt? This is crazy man."
"I ended up saying Peru Central Restaurant. Do you want to know why? Because I knew she wanted to go there from the very beginning!"
"That's right, man! This is her purpose!" John Smith nodded in agreement, with helplessness written on his face.
"Then what do you think she said?" Lange took a deep breath and widened his eyes and said unhappily: "She shrugged at me, looked at me and said in an indifferent tone: 'If you want to go there to eat, I will." OK.'"
"Fuck Fuck! I don't want to eat some bullshit Peruvian food!"
Lango put his arm around John's shoulders and said angrily: "Believe me John, I stared at this woman's eyes and shouted at the loudest volume in my life."
At this point, the two of them looked towards the exit of the cellar. After repeatedly confirming that Gloria and Jane were not approaching, Lange lowered his voice and uttered two words through gritted teeth: "Bi——Chi!"
"Are you sure you scolded her Bichi?" John asked doubtfully.
"Uh-huh! Otherwise? I'm not a wimp like you!"
Lango immediately patted his chest and assured, "My grandfather is from Texas, so you know, buddy, I never spoil women!"
"Farke, Man"
As if he had found a soulmate, John excitedly hammered Rango on the chest, "You are a real macho man like me. We should have more fun together, such as playing cards and drinking, going to the monthly exchange for clothes." Dance bar.”
"What you said is too much, brother!"
At this time in the kitchen upstairs.
Jane and Gloria were standing side by side, and the topic inadvertently turned to their married life.
"I even went to see a psychiatrist to save my marriage, but you know what, that bastard John didn't even know how many years we'd been married."
While Gloria was making the sauce, she was also amused by Jane's frankness.
"This is marriage." Jane sighed softly and turned the topic to the other party, "How are you and Lango getting along? How many times a week do you do it?"
This question obviously caught Gloria off guard. She didn't expect this woman to ask this. After hesitating for a moment, she raised a finger.
"What? Just once?" Jane's eyes widened in surprise, "You are still so young, and Lango looks so strong, but only once a week?"
"Not once."
Gloria quickly clarified, with a blush on her face, "He will do it all the time as long as he is alone with me. I can't even count how many times a week."
When Jian heard this, her mouth opened in a circle involuntarily, and then her eyes fell on Gloria's slightly unnatural posture, and she couldn't help but sigh: "It's good to be young."
She chuckled twice, and then asked with concern: "But I think you seem to be in a bad mood. Did you have a quarrel?"
Gloria sighed softly, and after a moment of silence, she slowly said: "I just feel that I can't help him a lot of the time, and I stay at home like a vase. This feeling makes me very frustrated."
When Jian heard this, he frowned slightly and thought to himself. She remembered that John had mentioned Lango's occupation, but at the moment, it seemed that his identity was much more complicated than the apparent night shift security guard.
He looked at the woman beside him who was carefully mixing the steak sauce, but could not hide the sadness in her brows.
After Jane thought for a while, she said, "Maybe you can not be satisfied with being a housewife and learn something else along the way."
"Something else?" Gloria asked in confusion after hearing this: "What to study?"
Jane smiled, picked up a table knife, and raised it gently.
I saw the table knife draw a graceful arc in the air, instantly cutting off the candle in the distance, and then landed steadily on the steak. The precision of the technique is breathtaking.
"For example, these"
Under Gloria's shocked gaze, Jane raised her finger to her mouth, shook her head and said, "Don't tell it, this is our secret."
"Yeah" Gloria immediately nodded seriously, her eyes flashing with shock and expectation.
At this time, Rango and John, who were criticizing their respective female partners in the cellar, also returned to the living room. The two of them were talking and laughing with their arms around their shoulders, as if they had just experienced a spiritual baptism.
"Hey, ladies, how are you getting along?" Rango asked, waving to them.
Gloria and Jane exchanged a tacit look, and then Gloria turned her head with a sincere smile on her face: "Very good, Jane is even better than I imagined."
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(End of chapter)