Stand User in Marvel Universe

When Jessica rubbed her back over and over again, Erin finally felt something was wrong!

"My back..."

Irene shivered and put her hand on her back, stroking it gently.

Why is it so smooth...

"At the beginning, like you, I didn't believe that there was such a magical cuisine in this world, but after experiencing it, I seemed to be eighteen years old overnight, and this is the reason why I must bring you here, in the future You don't have to cover yourself every day, you can go to the seaside, the beach, sunbathe, swim, surf... or even fall in love with some handsome guy. Hehe, don't worry, I won't tell Mom and Dad."

Irene's face turned red all of a sudden. She used to feel very inferior because of the scars on her back. She never thought that she would be able to walk on the street in beautiful clothes with a backless one day. In a bikini swimsuit, the sun is shining on the beach, and she is swimming in the sea. She is even less afraid to make friends of the opposite sex, even though there are already many classmates around who have completed their first experience and bid farewell to the 'chicken'.

As soon as she thought of these, Dior's handsome figure could not help but appear in her mind, he saved her life, and he was so charming...

Irene, who suddenly fell into a fantasy, suddenly became extremely short of breath.

"Hehe, it seems that our little princess Irene has indeed reached the age of Si Chun." Jessica's hands could not help wrapping around her back, covering the little soil that Irene had not yet developed. Wrap it, and pinch lightly.

"what!"

Irene broke free and looked at her sister with shame and anger, and at the same time felt lost because of the stalwart in front of Jessica.

"Okay, put on your clothes, the guy should come out later."

Taking advantage of Jessica's smile, she felt a little melancholy at the same time. The child is older, and she obviously liked to take a bath with her before...

Only now did Irene finally realize that she was wearing only an 'eye patch' on her upper body (that's right), and hurriedly put on her clothes and sorted out her appearance.

After getting the consent, Dior returned to them calmly, dashing but polite, confident but not ostentatious, which made the heartbeats of the blond beauties, one big and one small, quicken a lot.

"It seems that Miss Erin's troubles have been resolved, right?"

Looking at the mess on the ground, Dio put on that gentleman's smile again, and at the same time he couldn't help thinking in his heart how much money he could get out of this order.

Irene nodded shyly, "Very delicious, very magical cuisine...Thank you~"

"You're welcome, this is God's instruction, and I can't bear to let the angels get dusty."

He is handsome, capable, and can talk. At this moment, in the eyes of Erin and Jessica, Dior is synonymous with the perfect man!

In particular, little Irene, who hardly had contact with the opposite sex, was almost fascinated by Dior.

What they didn't know, however, was that Dior's rhetoric was not to please girls, but for a more friendly "money cheating". A few words of praise that didn't cost a lot of words could at least make customers feel more comfortable when they pay.

It's full of tricks!

"Is Erin's treatment over already?"

"Please rest assured, the cooking this time can be said to have cost me a lot of effort. Under normal circumstances, the therapeutic effect of a cooking can only remove one scar, but in order to treat Miss Irene's serious condition, I had to use the cooking just now. Adding a large amount of precious medicinal herbs to it, this perfectly achieves the healing effect, and there will never be any recurrence and sequelae in the future, I will use my personality as a guarantee."

Dior solemnly promised, and also reassures the guests,

At the same time, it is also implying that Jessica, I have worked hard to treat your sister, and I don't give you much money. Are you embarrassed?

Jessica smiled slightly and didn't care about the loss of money. The most important thing was to heal her sister's scar perfectly and without side effects.

"Then I'm relieved, so am I fortunate enough to taste your magical cuisine again?"

Dior was stunned for a moment, and then immediately responded: "Of course, this is my negligence. What kind of effect does Miss Jessica want for this fantasy cuisine?"

"I want my skin to be firmer, smoother and more tender, okay?" Jessica looked at Dior expectantly.

"If you want to achieve the same effect on the whole body, you need at least two treatments." After a while, Dior said "sincerely", and at the same time praised himself for being able to kill one more knife.

"I am looking forward."

. . . . . . . . . . . .

After a very fragrant and horrifying treatment, Dior sent off Jessica the blond fat sheep and her sister with a smile on his face.

Instead, a check for $200,000 entered his jacket pocket.

This is a no-brainer deal to do!

"Continue like this, I guess I will suspect that I am laundering money." Dior shook his head helplessly and happily.

Just such a small restaurant with a daily turnover of 200,000 US dollars, if you go out and estimate the IRS, the FBI will immediately send someone to investigate.

"Forget it, don't think about it. Your own strength is the capital. After all kinds of crises come, who has the spare time to worry about the financial problems of a small restaurant."

Looking at the phone, it was almost time for dinner. The restaurants and restaurants in the surrounding area were busy, but Dior decided to close the door early after making a lot of money and go out!

People who do monopoly business are such madness!

Anyway, even if people come in occasionally, they will be scared off by the 'rules' and prices in the restaurant.

As soon as he said it, in the cold eyes of some people around, Dior drove his N-handed Ford to the bank.

After successfully redeeming the 200,000 US dollars, he boldly walked towards the gold shop last time.

After he had the power to protect himself, he suddenly became interested in those 'low-cost' gold.

As for it was stolen, what does it have to do with him?

Just like no one can tell which bill is guilty and which is innocent.

When he came to the door of the gold store, Dior didn't go in directly, but took out the business card that the manager of the store gave him last time, and then took out his mobile phone and dialed the number on it.

"Hello, who is it?"

"I want to buy some 'cheap' gold right now outside your workplace."

"I don't need your product, you made a typo."

"Are you sure? That's not the attitude you gave me this card."