the next day.

Lake opened his eyes, and when he entered, he saw an ornament hanging from the ceiling.

"What are you looking at?"

"..."

Lake looked sideways, and Rachel, who was wearing a loose T-shirt and carrying two cups of coffee, walked in from outside: "Look at this ornament."

Rachel walked in with two glasses and handed one of them to Lake: "Do you like it?"

Lake nodded: "It's very special."

Just like everything that happened last night, very special.

how to say.

If being with Cypher is like walking on the steel wire on both sides of the cliff with one foot, then being with Rachel is like hunting on the ancient African savannah, full of Wild and wild.

So very special.

After Rachel heard Lake's evaluation of the decoration she made herself, she said thank you, and then said a little embarrassedly: "Sorry for tearing up your T-shirt."

"It's alright," Lake said.

"And your coat."

"fine."

"And pants."

"……fine."

After Lake finished speaking, he fell into silence.

All torn up?

So what am I wearing?

Lake looked up at the ceiling, glanced at Rachel, who was sipping coffee, her hair was scattered, and the corner of her mouth was smiling. She also smiled, shook her head, and found her phone number to call someone.

"……Hey?"

"Get up and bring a set of clothes here."

"……what?"

"I remember that I lost a set of clothes in your apartment. Bring it here as soon as possible, and I will send you the address."

Lake made a call directly to Betty who was still sleeping, then hung up, edited a text message with the address here, and sent it.

Fortunately, he changed into a suit this afternoon when he took a shower.

Luckily he didn't wear the suit that Cypher gave him.

Lucky in misfortune.

When Lake came to Washington once before, he slept in Betty's apartment in Washington. Before leaving, he lost a suit of clothes there and hung there all the year round.

That year, there was a pervert near Betty's apartment. He likes to break into the apartment of single women and steal Nene, and then someone happens. If there is a man at home, then Nene is no less, so Betty temporarily leaves in Lake. Lake lost a suit and hung it there, the purpose is to prevent the pervert from breaking into the empty door.

After Lake hung up the phone, he looked at Rachel: "So, I have about an hour to spare."

Rachel understood and smiled slightly: "Is it enough?"

Lake shrugged: "Try it?"

Rachel put the coffee cup aside: "Okay."

next second.

Rachel's laughter resounded throughout the bedroom, and in an instant, the bedroom was once again transformed into the ancient African savannah.

Lake has said before that he doesn't like married women, but now, Rachel is divorced, so it's not a married woman.

There are married and widows.

These two are things Lake would never touch.

others……

Lake can accept.

Anyway, he has not established the so-called relationship between men and women with any woman at the moment. In fact, after killing Mo Lin with his own hands, Lake feels that he has a demon.

how to say.

In order to prevent such a thing from happening again, Lake felt that there was no need to determine the so-called relationship. Not only was it tiring, but it was easy for him to carry a bad name. What's wrong.

Forty-five minutes later.

Lake's phone rang quickly.

Rachel, who was riding on Lake, glanced at the ringing phone, leaned over to pick up the phone, panted slightly, and handed it to Lake: "Your boss's phone."

boss?

Minister Kelly.

After Lake answered the phone, he looked at Rachel, who was riding again, with a smile on his face: "Good morning, Minister."

Minister Kelly said directly: "In an hour, come to my office and I'm not good."

Done.

Minister Kelly hung up the phone directly, looking at the front page of the Sun today, his face was very unhappy.

Lake listened to the blind tone on the phone and smiled.

ten minutes later.

Following Rachel's high voice, she fell into a state of silence. Rachel lay on Lake's chest, panting: "Don't move, stay inside for a while."

"Okay," Lake said.

fifteen minutes later.

The doorbell rang.

Open the door.

Betty, who was standing outside the door, looked at Rachel, who looked like a lady in a fashionable dress and glasses, and opened her mouth: "Uh...I don't know if it is."

Rachel smiled. "Betty Ross?"

Betty nodded.

Lake's voice came from the bedroom: "Here."

Betty blinked.

really.

He said he was not interested, but did he still hook up?

As expected of you.

my brother.

Scumbag.

Ah.

Pooh.

ten minutes later.

Lake, who was in a suit and leather shoes and gold-rimmed glasses, walked out of the bedroom and kissed Rachel: "Sorry, there's something on the boss's side, see you later."

Rachel kisses back.

Thirty seconds later.

After a minute.

After a minute and a half.

Beside her, her eyelids were still twitching badly, and the unbearable Betty coughed heavily: "Hi! Hello! I'm still here."

Lek let go of Rachel and glanced at Betty: "Let's go, what are you doing here, waiting for Rachel to invite you to breakfast?"

Betty shrugged: "I'm... hey, hey, don't drag me, let me go..."

Apartment downstairs.

Lake went straight to the car.

Bang.

Lake looked at Betty who opened the car door and sat on the co-pilot and raised her eyebrows: "What are you doing?"

Betty looked at Lake speechlessly: "I specially took a taxi to deliver the clothes, so that you won't let you wear the clothes of your ex-husband, you'd better just cross the river and demolish the bridge?"

Lake asked curiously, "Where's your car?"

Betty said angrily: "The engine is broken, and I am trying to save money to buy a new one. Can you give me some sponsorship?"

Lake nodded.

My sister wants to buy a car and become a brother, so she needs sponsorship more or less.

Lake took out his wallet, counted five Franklins and handed them over: "Here, no thanks."

Betty was silent.

After a while.

Betty took the five hundred dollars and grabbed it, don't want it in vain.

Lake laughed, started the car, turned the front of the car, and headed towards Betty's apartment first, preparing to send Betty there first.

"correct."

"what?"

Betty suddenly frowned and looked at Lake: "Are you and this female reporter serious?"

Lake smiled and said, "What do you think?"

"Forget it," Betty said.

Lake was puzzled, didn't this girl match up before: "What's the reason?"

"She has a daughter."

"Adopted."

"She's divorced."

Betty said: "Mom will definitely have opinions, and there is a tyrant in our family. Do you think our general Ross will agree?"

Lake smiled: "I don't care about children, just take care of you. Are you looking for a boyfriend? Are you looking for a boyfriend? When will you pull it out for a walk and let me see."

Betty rolled her eyes: "Do you think it's a dog?"

Still for a walk?

Lake laughed and stopped talking.

but……

What Betty said still made sense.

Rockefeller's Karen can marry Ross. Naturally, Karen has no problem with any love, and she will never interfere in Lake's life, as long as Lake doesn't regret it.

But the tyrant General Ross in Betty's mouth?

Lake didn't take this to heart either. He respected General Ross because he loved Karen. After that, Lake didn't think anything would happen between him and Rachel.

At least.

Although Lake doesn't have much requirements for the candidate of his first wife, he can't have children with others.

This is the bare minimum.

There is still a bottom line. If there is not, then Lake estimates that he will have no bottom line.

so……

Look at it.

Just as a temporary cooperation.

Lake was very open-minded about this.

Homeland Security Building.

Lake was almost stuck for an hour and stepped into Minister Kelly's office: "Good morning, Minister."

Minister Kelly looked up.

After two minutes.

"Snapped!"

Minister Kelly pointed to the Sun newspaper he threw in front of him: "Look at it."

Lake took the Sun newspaper from the table.

Yo.

Not bad.

It was released on time, and the front page headline of The Sun was the sample Rachel showed Lake last night, and the cover, the photo of the moment when Lake in a suit and leather shoes opened fire at the White Palace with two guns in his hands.

handsome.

As expected, it was taken by the woman I liked. This photography technique was just done.

While thinking about it, Lake looked at Minister Kelly curiously: "The photo is good, but the shirt is a little dirty. I will contact and see if I can take another picture."

Minister Kelly was almost out of breath.

Is this a photo thing?

Secretary Kelly took a deep breath: "This female reporter learned about the Secret Service from the insider's mouth."

Yesterday, the President had already said that he announced that the Secret Service Chief was killed by gangsters. After all, Mr. President and the Secret Service Chief have known each other for several years, and everyone died to save face.

but……

Today's report directly slaps Chi Guoguo in the face.

Maybe another special prosecutor will come out to investigate the leak this time.

Lake sighed and said, "Well, Rachel called me and asked me, and then I said, when I set off this morning, she asked me if it had any effect."

"You just said..."

Minister Kelly covered his chest, his chest heaving up and down, then, after a pause, he looked at Lake: "Wait, what did you just say, starting from her house? Jesus Christ, you got into her?"

Lake was unhappy: "Minister, what do you mean, I'm single, she's single, it's just love."

Minister Kelly sneered again and again: "Then you never thought about it, he is using you to get information from you."

Lake nodded: "Of course I thought about it, but what does the fact that she got the information have anything to do with me sleeping with her?"

Minister Kelly covered his forehead: "Then do you know that if you admit it, what should the president do when he asks?"

Lake smiled: "It's not right, I'll give you a reason, I found that I offended a lot of institutions in Washington, and I'm self-defeating, you taught me, what is this, political wisdom!"

Minister Kelly: "..."

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