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Chapter Thirteen Come to an end

(This is the last update! This off-site story has come to an end, I am going to write about a game! I haven’t gotten up since I sat in front of the computer at six o’clock...but fortunately, the target has been completed.)

The moment the "Candy Girl" shop door opened, Ivanka Trump smelled the smell of sex, and Blake Dolan, who had just become a hero in her heart, appeared in front of her naked and smelling of alcohol.

Being blown by the cold night wind, Black Dolan was refreshed, and then he realized that he was standing naked opposite the woman like an idiot. He cursed in a low voice: "Shit!" and then immediately pulled a pair of women's pants from the shelf.

Wearing a large candy-style scarf to cover her important parts, Ivanka Trump explained to Ivanka Trump who was frightened for the second time outside the door:

"Sorry! Ivanka! I'm sorry! It's not what you thought! I'm not an exhibitionist! I just drank too much and thought it was my friend who was back in my apartment."

Ivanka Trump tried to take a deep breath, then took a deep look at Blake Dolan with her beautiful eyes, and walked into the store through the gap beside Blake Dolan.

When seeing the battlefield piled with countless beautiful candies, and Dylan Lauren still sleeping lazily like Sleeping Beauty among the candies, Ivanka Trump felt like an enraged kitten, and she expressed her feelings towards Blake Dolan

There is no ill feeling now, and it seems that this man was drunk too much by his best friend, and then the two of them had the most likely thing to happen after drinking. But for some reason, our beautiful Miss Ivanka felt that things should not be like this.

.

She woke up Dylan Lauren. Dylan Lauren, who had just been nourished, lazily opened his eyes, and found that her friend's face was like an angry little girl who had lost her candy, staring at her with two eyes:

"What happened, Ina?"

Her voice was as greasy as the candy beneath her, with a slight nasal sound that sounded like wonderful sleep babble.

"Dylan, what did you do? Get my rescuer drunk and then sleep with you?" Ivanka Trump tried to sound calm.

Dylan Lauren obviously didn't hear the anger buried in Ivanka Trump's tone. She just closed her eyes again, seemingly unwilling to wake up:

"So what? You said he is as disgusting as shit and being with him is like a nightmare, but I think he is very charming, so I invited him to my place. This is normal, Ina."

At this time, Blake Dolan had quietly put on his clothes and was about to find the bathroom to wash his face with cold water. When he heard Dylan Lauren's words, he couldn't help but turn his head and glance at Ivanka Trump. However,

Soon, he continued walking towards the bathroom.

Ivanka Trump's tone increased: "Then you can do this? Oh my God! Before I even got a chance to say thank you! My best friend got him drunk and had her in bed?"

"It has nothing to do with you, Ina. You should still care about the big boy named Judd at the reception. Didn't you say that boy made you feel charming?" Dylan Lauren opened her eyes again, and she felt that her friend

He seemed very dissatisfied with himself.

"He is the boyfriend my father looked for for me. Since I was seven years old, my father has told me countless times how wonderful my life will be if I marry him in the future!" Ivanka Trump does not feel that her best friend and Blake are too different.

Lan has too many moral issues when it comes to two single men and women going to bed. She just feels that this kind of thing should be done by herself. When she doesn't bother to do it, her best friend can do it.

"But you never said anything about it. Sally mentioned it at the cocktail party and you denied it!" Dylan Lauren half-propped his body and shrugged, his beautiful collarbone doing beautiful movements with the shrug.

sports.

"That sucks! Dylan!" Ivanka Trump could only puff up her cute cheeks and complain...

"This is a wonderful night for me." Dylan Lauren leaned his head back among the candies and said, "And I have completely opposite views on the shit and nightmares in your mouth, whether it's

Before and just now, he looked like a knight. You know, at Burberry, I gave him a new nickname, Marching Knight."



Black Dolan didn't relax until he sat back in his office. The bizarre story of this night was really hard for anyone who had never seen it before to believe it, but it just happened. Fortunately, Dylan Lauren didn't seem to be talking to him.

She only kissed him when she sent him away and did not ask when he would propose to her. And Ivanka Trump is obviously more of a nobleman than her upstart father. Even in this situation,

Still politely expressed his gratitude to Blake Dolan.

"Next time you drink, be sure to remember to stay away from women." Black Dolan said, holding a cigarette in his mouth.

The Knicks' next opponent is the distant Phoenix Suns. Today, the players and I will board a special plane and fly to that city, but now, I haven't made any arrangements for the game.

"Hi! Blake!" Sam Presti knocked on the door and said.

"Good morning, Sam." Black Dolan looked at Sam Presti and said hello.

"I just received news that three guys from our team went on a killing spree and saved the daughter of real estate tycoon Donald Trump last night. I heard that you also participated?" Sam Presti looked at him with a smirk.

Blake Dolan.

"Please, can you ask me some other questions? For example, what is the weather today or what do you want to eat for lunch? I want to completely forget what happened last night." Blake Dolan thought Sam Presti was teasing him early in the morning.

, said decisively.

"What are you talking about? I mean, this morning, New York City Mayor Michael Bloomberg is going to honor Stephen Jackson, Eddie Griffin and Luke Walton as honorary citizens of New York City for what they did last night.

Everything, they are the heroes of New York, and New York needs this kind of justice," Sam Presti said.

"Are you kidding me?" Black Dolan said, "I know exactly what those three guys did last night."

Sam Presti stopped talking, but walked into the office and turned on the TV directly, tuning to the HBO news channel, which was reporting this incident:

"Last night, the daughter of real estate tycoon Donald Trump... was rescued by three Knicks players. HBO was the first to arrive at the scene and recorded the scene..."

In the picture, Stephen Jackson appeared, and this guy said to the camera:

"This kind of thing is very easy. We don't have to do anything. We only need to scare two stupid thieves. Our leader will help us solve other problems, including which road to block and how to scare them!"

In the picture, the reporter held up the microphone and asked: "Your leader? Who is he? Is there anyone else involved in this matter?'

Eddie Griffin, who was standing next to him, squeezed into the scene and said: "You, like us, can call him, the Godfather of the Gang."

Blake Dolan turned off the TV: "Concerned about other issues, Sam, this matter is over, our next game is about to begin."

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