"You even like his style, right?"

"That's because I have always been very friendly to the Allen family."

"Karen, why didn't I feel you were so hypocritical when we were in Luo Jia?"

"Because at home, I only need sincerity." Karen leaned back and found a more comfortable position, "When sincerity is enough, who is willing to pick up hypocrisy."

"You really look like a poet now."

"That's because most poets wrote their beautiful poems after they left home."

"Duoduoduo..."

There was a knock on the door.

Karen got up and got out of bed. Before he could open the door, the door was pushed open from the outside.

Wood leaned against the doorframe, holding a cigar in his mouth, looking at Karen.

The golden retriever got off the sofa and stared at Wood;

Pu'er lowered his head and thought to himself: This silly nephew is here to send assists again.

Outside the door, behind Wood, Alfred, who lives in the room next to Karen, has come out.

"Mr. Wood, is something wrong?" Karen asked proactively.

Wood looked at Karen, took off his cigar, and blew out a smoke ring: "I'm here to treat you to dinner, dinner."

"Okay, thank you Mr. Wood."

Karen didn't say anything. When he arrived on someone else's territory, he would definitely listen to their arrangements. He picked up his coat, put it on and asked:

"Have Lady Jenny and Miss Eunice gone?"

"No, it's just you and me. What, do you mind?"

"No, it's my pleasure."

Karen followed Wood out of the room. Pu'er jumped on him and climbed to his shoulders to sit down. The golden retriever also followed behind Karen, and behind him was Alfred.

Looking at the cat on the young master's shoulder and the dog at his feet, Alfred frowned slightly;

In the past, he was satisfied with being on the mural; now, he starts to consider the location and angle.

He didn't know whether it was because he was inflated or because he had a dream;

Just looking at the dog that he had "personally" sealed, Alfred's brows relaxed again and he was no longer so depressed.

The place where Wood took Karen into should have been his office. It was a large space with a table placed near the window, with brandy and large pieces of barbecue on it, and the barbecue was drizzled with dark sauce.

Karen was originally quite hungry, but seeing this large plate of rough food, she actually felt a little full.

Wood cut off a piece of meat and threw it directly to the golden retriever.

"What's it called?"

"Kevin."

The golden retriever didn't even look at the big piece of meat on the ground.

"You let it eat meat."

"Eat, Kevin."

Golden Retriever picked up the meat, crawled there and ate it.

Wood looked at the black cat that came with Karen again. At this time, the black cat was lying on the window sill, looking at him with a melancholy and sad look in the cat's eyes.

It’s hard to imagine that a cat’s eyes can express such rich emotions;

Wood felt that he was thinking too much, so he helped Karen pour the wine first.

"Can you drink?"

"Won't."

"Well, you have to finish the first cup."

"good."

Wood drank it all in one gulp, and so did Karen.

"Is this true?" Wood laughed, picking up the bottle and preparing to continue pouring it for Karen. Karen reached out and gently covered the mouth of the cup.

"Is there orange juice?"

Wood was stunned for a moment, then continued to hold the bottle and looked at Karen.

Karen still covered the mouth of the cup and smiled politely.

The two of them froze.

Pu'er sighed and couldn't bear to look directly. He turned to look out the window at the lively streets of the town: "I'm tired, let's destroy it."

Who would have expected,

Wood smiled, put down the bottle, and shouted to the door:

"Look for orange juice, other juices are also available, sodas are also available, please bring them over quickly."

"It's better to drink less, especially when you're young." Wood said, filling himself up and taking another drink. "When you're young, you have a lot to do. When you get older, you become more casual."

"Actually, drinking is not good at any time and is not good for your health." Karen reminded. Of course, he knew that his reminder could easily arouse resentment to people who like to drink.

"Well, you're right." Wood pointed to the dock in the distance. It was already at this point, but there were still many porters unloading goods on the dock. "But sometimes, people can't be completely comfortable in life.

Heavy physical labor like this can easily cause damage to the body, so I will make up for it with this."

"What you said does make sense."

A very charming purple-haired woman came over carrying three kinds of juice:

"What would you like to drink?" the woman asked. "There is orange juice, apple juice, and grape juice."

"Just orange juice."

"Do you need some ice?"

"That's best."

"OK."

The woman first put ice cubes in Karen's glass, and then poured orange juice into it.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

Wood pointed at the woman and said: "Elena, my wife."

Karen stood up and half-bowed to the woman:

"Hello, ma'am."

"Please sit down, you don't have to be so polite." The woman glanced at her husband, "I'm making soup in the kitchen and will bring it to you later."

"Thank you for your hard work, madam."

"My dear, our handsome young man is very polite."

"Hahaha." Wood also laughed.

"Father, why did you ask me to come here? Hey, mother is here too."

At this time, a girl in hot clothes and a nose ring walked in. The girl had two knives tied to her crotch with special patterns on them.

"Come, let me introduce you to my daughter, Carmilla."

Carmilla saw Karen sitting opposite her father. When Karen turned to her and said hello, this usually very aggressive girl became a little nervous and nervous for a moment.

The town of Corona is mostly populated by vulgar sailors and drunken drunkards. Where have you ever seen a boy with such a clear temperament? When he stands in front of you, you seem to be admiring a painting.

"Ahem." Wood coughed and reminded, "Carmilla."

Carmilla's mother Elena put her arms around her daughter's shoulders and said to Karen: "Please don't be offended. My daughter has grown up on this island since she was a child. She has never seen a young man as handsome as you."

"Ah, mother, what are you talking about!" Carmilla finally came back to her senses, her face flushed.

Fortunately, this scene was not seen by her gang of men. If they knew that the eldest sister who enjoyed personally picking off the hands and legs of unruly smugglers had such a feminine side, they would go crazy.

"Hello, Carmilla, my name is Karen, from Rui Lan across the sea."

"Hello, my name is Carmilla, and I come from Corona Island across the sea."

Well, what on earth am I answering!!!

"Okay, okay, let your father have dinner with the guests, and we will go out first." Elena hugged her daughter and left.

Karen sat down again.

"It made you laugh," Wood said.

"No, Carmilla is very cute."
To be continued...