Chapter 209: Let's Leave It at That

Recalling the somewhat dirty thoughts he had before setting off on this journey, Carter couldn't help feeling a bit resentful. The idea was accomplished, and everything that needed to be done had been done in the past hour. However, Carter couldn't shake the feeling that he had been manipulated by Licolis.

Thinking back to a phrase he had heard from some corner of his past life, something about "If you see her wearing a full set of lingerie, especially black lace, it's not that you've slept with her, it's that she's slept with you."

Looking at the beauty beside him, Carter recalled the color and style of Licolis's underwear from just a while ago. It seemed a bit different from that saying, but it didn't do much to salvage Carter's sense of "masculine dignity."

Experiencing almost entirely passive... well, that, was truly a first for Carter in his two lifetimes. Despite feeling a bit down about it, it wasn't a big deal, and Carter didn't have any stubborn male chauvinism.

From an equal perspective, it seemed fine for either party to take the initiative. However, knowing that Licolis had been stimulated today, Carter never expected the impact to be so great!

So much so that he, the hardworking old ox, was suffering. It was one thing to run around during the day, but having to continue the marathon at night was another matter.

"Are you tired?"

Leaning against the bathtub, Carter reached out and touched Licolis's golden hair. Carter attempted to start a conversation and clarify the nature of their future interactions.

After all, jokes aside, playing around was one thing, but joking about interests was not acceptable!

Given the circumstances, even if he was the first to get on board, this ticket needed to be complemented, and that money couldn't be saved.

"A little, are you tired?"

"I'm fine, just... just."

Carter paused for a moment, realizing that he might have started a topic that wasn't appropriate. How should he navigate this bend in the conversation?

"Do you still want to...?"

"Yes! Wait, let's move somewhere else, to the bed."

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Another two hours later, completely exhausted, Carter lay back on the large bed, lost in thought.

How should he phrase this?

"Um, move over there a bit, I'm almost falling off!"

"Oh, okay!"

Shifting his position, Carter found he had no strength left to move. He simply rolled over onto his side, propped up on the bed, and turned his head to look at Licolis's face, which was inches away.

Upon closer inspection, Carter suddenly realized that this girl not only didn't have any freckles like Angie, but even her pores seemed very fine. Her slim, oval face was remarkably similar to the work of some Korean doctors in his future life.

"You..."

"You..."

Both spoke simultaneously, each with their own thoughts. Eventually, Licolis was the first to break the awkward silence:

"Are we considered boyfriend and girlfriend now?"

A question so embarrassing and perplexing, yet inevitable.

"I don't know."

Carter sighed. He didn't want to hide his true feelings from Licolis. Saying so made him seem like a jerk.

"I see."

Licolis's anxious gaze quickly dimmed, and her body involuntarily began to curl up. Like an abandoned kitten, she looked pitiful, causing Carter's heart to ache.

Unable to resist, he reached out and hugged the girl beside him:

"Let's forget about it, for now. After all, I don't have a girlfriend right now, do I?"

"Yeah."

Not refusing Carter's embrace, but Licolis didn't seem happy either. She remained curled up, silent, seemingly lost in thought.

Faced with Licolis's silence, Carter also realized that his words just now were hurtful. For a moment, he didn't know what to say, or rather, did he have the right to say anything?

He didn't want to be a scumbag, but he also really just wanted to get into her pants.

Carter always felt he was being overly dramatic, like someone who had done something wrong but still wanted to save face. But thinking back on the moments he had spent with Licolis, although he had thoughts, he had never forced the other party, had he?

Now, with this unexpected turn of events, the other party had acted with a completely different motive from what Carter had planned. This left Carter feeling...

"What are you doing?"

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The next day, Roy the lawyer and Kirkland, who had arrived early at the hotel lobby, were surprised. Yesterday, Licolis, who was behind Carter by a whole body length, had now naturally linked arms with him.

She had changed from her bright professional attire to a slightly playful girl-next-door look. After exchanging glances, the two of them tacitly chose to overlook the scene in front of them.

"Have they arrived?"

Sitting in the car, now dressed in casual clothes, Carter casually asked. His eyes were tired, with a hint of regret.

In fact, Carter actually preferred the allure of uniforms. Especially those long legs wrapped in stockings, for someone with a leg fetish like him, they should never be hidden.

"They should have. I gave them until nine o'clock this morning!"

"Okay, then I'll rest for a while!"

Roy replied casually, and Carter leaned back in his seat, closing his eyes. Strangely enough, although Carter had dated two or three girlfriends in his past life, he still didn't understand the thought process of these girls.

For example, last night, one moment they were awkward and speechless, and the next moment they were getting down to business for real. This bewildering situation had directly led to Carter's current listlessness.

If he hadn't rested for a few hours, Carter felt like his legs would be shaking by now.

On the other hand, Kirkland, who was driving, and Roy in the passenger seat exchanged strange looks. However, through the rearview mirror, they saw that Carter had already closed his eyes, so they ultimately decided not to remind him that he probably couldn't rest for long.

"Are we here already?!"

Getting out of the car with a bewildered expression, Carter felt like he had just closed his eyes, how had they arrived so suddenly?!

"Mr. Blake, isn't this Chinatown? It's originally in downtown Manhattan. We came from Midtown, so it's just a blink of an eye."

Roy, who was walking beside Carter, was explaining somewhat awkwardly, but Carter wasn't paying attention to him.

The Old Chen Sichuan Restaurant, which opened at nine in the morning, hadn't started business yet. However, the door of the shop was already open, and the ingredients needed for purchase and preparation at this time were also underway.

Outside the wide-open door of the Old Chen Sichuan Restaurant, several white men and women were shaking hands with the fat boss, tears streaming down their faces, lips moving incessantly. This scene, which could be called a spectacle in Chinatown, also attracted many early-rising Chinese onlookers.

"Hey, did the sun rise from the west? These white ghosts actually came to apologize to us?!"

"Just an apology isn't enough? That Su Zhen, oh my, what a troublemaker!"

"Oh come on, Auntie Liu, look where we are? You might as well be at home! I think it's already good enough that these foreigners came to apologize, and they even offered compensation. I heard it's quite a sum. Hey, Xiao Wang, your English is good, quickly tell Auntie how much these white ghosts plan to compensate?"

As they crossed the street, the voices of the onlookers became clearer and clearer. Meanwhile, the chubby boss, feeling a bit at a loss, peeked through the crowd and caught sight of Carter.