Chapter 1688: An Honest Face, and Can You Blame Me?

This was Gold Nugget and Selina’s usual practice.

Every time it made money from a private job, it could order whatever food it wanted.

As an alien foodie, this sort of treatment was very important to the dog head.

It was a dog now, and couldn’t charge into a restaurant to order food on its own.

With this agreement, even if Selina had to spend a lot of money, or some three-star Michelin restaurant had some sort of rule, she would still find a way to take the dog head out for a meal.

It had eaten at all the famous restaurants in New York over the past year, and was more of a foodie than Luke.

A professional foodie would only eat and not cook, and would be especially picky.

Gold Nugget felt that it had talent in this respect.

Using Selina’s account, it made a lot of comments on F2F’s online food review section, and was now a minor celebrity critic.

How did a dog become one? Of course, it was because it was concerned about the safety of New York’s F&B, and had pointed out serious problems with the ingredients used by many famous restaurants.

The first few restaurants refused to admit it, and threatened to sue this nosy food critic.

But the dog head immediately reported to Selina that someone wanted to sue her.

Selina certainly wouldn’t let that happen.

Thus, one person and one dog used Little Snail to gather intelligence during the day and then went to the scene at night to take photos.

After that, the dog head played the anonymous “conscientious citizen” and commented online with pictures as proof to thrash these restaurants.

The other restaurants weren’t stupid.

After this sort of scandal happened several times in a row, everybody changed their tune.

They didn’t dare threaten that food critic, and instead obediently pushed out a scapegoat and said that they would definitely correct themselves.

The hygiene and quality of ingredients in New York’s restaurants hence improved significantly.

It could only be said that Selina and the dog head were very petty, which was illustrated by how most people now didn’t dare provoke this dog critic.

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The car took them straight to a five-star hotel called Prodi.

Not only was the hotel next to the beach, there was also a pier not far away where they could rent a yacht.

That was the reason why Luke had chosen this hotel, even though it wasn’t very famous.

In any case, when it came to five-star service, the difference was mostly in “extra services” on top of the basic services.

Unfortunately, Luke and Selina were both pragmatists and weren’t interested in enjoying these services, so they just chose whatever caught their eye.

After checking in, they changed into their swimsuits and went to the golden beach in front of the hotel.

Walking on the beach, Selina sighed in satisfaction. “My skin will be too fair if I don’t get some sun.”

Luke was lost for words.

If Luke wanted wheat-colored skin in New York, he would have to use ultraviolet light.

But Selina insisted that getting a tan that way had no soul.

She was one of the more fair-skinned Latin Americans. Coupled with her enhanced physique and the symbiotic energy exchange with Gold Nugget every night, her skin became even whiter.

However, she liked wheat-colored skin, which was why she liked sunbathing.

Two people and one dog sat down in the beach chairs reserved for VIP guests. Selina started preparing for her sunbath, and Luke took out a hat to put on his face and go to sleep.

After multitasking three ways for so long, he occasionally wanted to go offline and rest.

A few minutes later, a hotel attendant delivered a bunch of things: towels, a mini-icebox, drinks, food and fruit.

The dog head didn’t need to sunbathe, and it wouldn’t just lie around. These were mainly prepared for it.

Selina laid out a towel on the beach and streamed a show on her phone. She put the phone on the towel and told the dog head to watch the show. She turned around and saw Luke enjoying a bottle of raspberry juice.

She rolled her eyes and pulled off her T-shirt to reveal her bikini. “Darling, time for you to get to work.”

Luke nodded and started putting sunblock on Selina, who was lying comfortably in the chair.

Soon, her fair back was oily, and Luke’s thoughts suddenly wandered.

He couldn’t help but recall an ad slogan from his previous life: Where are the oily big sisters?

There seemed to be one right in front of him. He couldn’t help but smile.

Selina looked at him suspiciously when she saw his strange smile.

She turned around and saw a few girls playing beach volleyball 20 meters away.

“Hehe.” She closed her eyes and was too lazy to say anything.

What else could Luke do except sleep, play with his phone, and look at girls on the beach? He could do whatever he wanted.

Feeling the warm sun on her back and listening to the noise around her, she felt drowsy and actually fell asleep.

After meticulously putting on the sunblock, Luke wiped it off his hands.

Hearing Selina’s even breathing, he chuckled.

After giving the dog head some instructions, Luke lay down and covered his face with his hat. Turning down his five senses, he fell asleep.

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After a long while, Gold Nugget suddenly barked.

Luke’s ears twitched. When he took off the hat that was covering his face, he saw something round and big about to hit him.

Cursing inwardly, Luke stretched out his hand and pulled himself onto Selina’s chair.

Bang!

A Brazilian girl with an hourglass figure ended up lying on his chair.

Her super tiny bikini couldn’t cover up her breasts and muscles at all. She was “big” everywhere and beautiful in the style of a Latin American.

Unfortunately, Luke had been quick to move aside.

The girl, who looked like she was in her early twenties, miscalculated, and fell flat on the chair instead of on Luke.

Selina opened her eyes lazily and turned around, only to see the beauty in the chair next to her. Her eyes immediately widened. “How long have I been asleep?”

Luke said helplessly, “About an hour.”

Selina turned on her side slightly but didn’t get up. She simply put an arm around Luke’s shoulder and chuckled. “You got a package so soon. I did say you should wear a black hood.”

Luke rolled his eyes. “I had a hat on my face.”

The hot girl, who wasn’t hurt from the fall but had her breath knocked out of her, came back to her senses. She said innocently, “Ah, sorry. I thought this was my chair.”

Selina snorted. “Okay, you can go now.”

Smiling awkwardly, the hot girl quickly got up and ran away.

Watching her run away, Selina couldn’t help but pinch Luke’s face. “What is with this dishonest face?”

Luke blinked. “Can you blame me?”

Selina snorted.

Luke smiled helplessly. “Fine, the one who should be blamed are those two.”

Selina followed his gaze and was stunned to see two girls holding up their phones like expert photographers.

Then, she realized what was going on, and laughed out loud. “So it was for a picture. I was wrong to blame this face.” She then let go.

Luke disinfected his chair with a spray before he lay back down. “Can you blame me?”