This was Gold Nugget and Selina's practice.
Every time it made money, it could order food on its own.
As an alien gourmet, the dog head cared a lot about this treatment.
Because it was now a dog, it definitely couldn't charge into a restaurant to order food on its own.
With this agreement, even if it had to spend a lot of money, or if there were any Michelin three-star rules, Selina would find a way to take it out for a meal.
Over the past year, it had eaten all the famous specialties in New York, and was even more of a gourmet than Luke.
A professional gourmet had to only eat and not cook, and they had to be picky.
Gold Nugget felt that it was very talented in this line of work.
It had used Selina's account to post wantonly on F2F's food review website, and had now become a bit of a "public figure."
How did a dog become a public figure? Of course, it was because it cared about the food safety of New Yorkers, and had hammered many famous restaurants that had serious problems with their ingredients.
The first few restaurants didn't admit it, and even threatened to sue this meddlesome food critic.
In the end, the dog head immediately snitched to Selina, saying that someone was going to sue her.
Of course, Selina wouldn't do it.
Thus, one person and one dog used the intelligence that Little Snail had collected during the day, and went to the scene at night to take photos.
After that, the dog head used an anonymous "conscience citizen" to play "Pictures and Facts" online, and directly hammered several restaurants to death.
The remaining restaurants weren't stupid.
After this happened several times in a row, everyone realized what was going on.
Who would dare threaten that "public gourmet" raised by a cunning woman? They obediently pushed out a scapegoat and said that they would definitely correct their mistakes.
The hygiene and food quality control of the major restaurants in New York had also improved significantly.
It could only be said that Selina and the dog head understood Luke's essence when it came to pettiness. This also showed that the dog was well-known, and ordinary people couldn't afford to provoke it.
…
The car took them to a five-star hotel by the sea called Prodi.
Not only was the hotel next to the beach, there was also a dock not far away that offered yacht rentals.
Thus, even though it wasn't very famous, Luke still chose it.
In any case, five-star hotels had basic service standards. The difference was mostly in the "value-added service."
Unfortunately, Luke and Selina were both pragmatists, and weren't interested in enjoying those services. Naturally, they chose the one that was most pleasing to the eye.
After completing the check-in procedure at the front desk, the two went to their room to change into swimsuits and went to the golden beach in front of the hotel.
Walking onto the beach, Selina sighed in satisfaction. "My skin will be too fair if I don't bask in the sun."
Luke was lost for words.
In New York, if you wanted to get tanned skin, you could only use an ultraviolet tanning machine.
However, a certain woman insisted that there was no soul in the wheat-colored skin.
It just so happened that she was one of the fairer Latinos. Coupled with her physique enhancement and Gold Nugget's symbiotic energy conversion every night, her skin was even fairer.
However, she liked the color of wheat, so she thought of sunbathing when she had nothing to do.
The three of them sat down on the beach chairs reserved for VIP guests. Selina started to sunbathe, and Luke took out a hat, ready to put it on and sleep.
Sometimes, he would want to go offline and take a nap.
A few minutes later, the hotel's waitress brought over a bunch of things. There were towels, a mini fridge, drinks, food, and fruits.
The dog head didn't need to sunbathe, nor could it just lie down. These were mainly for it.
Selina spread the towel on the beach next to her and turned on the continuous stream on her phone. She put it on the towel and let the dog head watch the show. She turned around and saw Luke drinking a bottle of raspberry juice with relish.
She rolled her eyes and took off her big T-shirt to reveal the bikini underneath. "Darling, it's your turn to work."
Luke hummed in acknowledgment and applied sunscreen to Selina, who was lying comfortably on the chair.
Soon, a large part of her fair back became greasy, and a certain someone's thoughts suddenly went astray.
He couldn't help but recall a memorable advertising slogan: Where's the greasy senior sister?
This one seemed to be right in front of him! And it was a senior sister with a spinning spear. Luke couldn't help but smile.
Selina turned to look at him, and when she saw the strange smile on his face, she immediately became suspicious.
She turned her head and looked in the direction of his gaze, only to see a few girls twenty meters away with bulging muscles playing beach volleyball.
"Hehe." She closed her eyes and couldn't be bothered to say anything.
What else could a certain someone do on the beach other than sleep, play on his phone, and look at girls? So be it.
Feeling the warm sunlight on her back and the noise around her, she actually felt sleepy and fell asleep before she knew it.
Luke carefully colored her as carefully as he would roast a pig before wiping the oil off his hands.
Hearing her even breathing, he chuckled.
After giving instructions to the dog head, who was watching the show and eating snacks, Luke lay down on his back and put his hat on his face. He curbed his powerful senses and also fell asleep.
…
After who knew how long, Gold Nugget suddenly barked softly.
Luke's ears twitched, and he took off the hat that was covering his face, only to see something round and big pressing down on him.
He cursed inwardly and pushed himself from the chair to Selina's.
Bang!
The chair that originally belonged to him was now occupied by a Brazilian girl with a circumference of over three feet and a waist circumference of only two feet.
The super small bikini couldn't hide her well-developed pectorals at all. Her facial features were on the "big" side, but she had the gorgeous charm of a Latin American girl.
Unfortunately, Luke was nimble and quickly moved aside.
The girl, who looked to be in her early twenties, miscalculated and fell flat on the chair, not on Luke.
Selina opened her eyes lazily and turned around to see the "lucky star" in the chair next door. Her eyes instantly widened. "How long was I asleep?"
Luke said helplessly, "About an hour."
Selina turned slightly to the side and didn't get up. She simply put an arm around his shoulder and chuckled. "You delivered yourself so quickly. I told you I should have brought you a black hood."
Luke rolled his eyes. "I put a hood on my face."
The hot girl, who hadn't been hurt but had been a little breathless, recovered and said innocently, "Ah, sorry, I thought this was my chair."
Selina curled her lip. "Okay, you can go now."
The hot girl smiled awkwardly and quickly got up from the chair before slipping away.
Looking at the woman who ran away, Selina couldn't help but pinch Luke's face. "Why is it so naughty?"
Luke blinked. "It's my fault."
Selina: "Ptooey."
Luke smiled helplessly. "Fine, it's the two over there."
Selina understood and looked in the direction he was looking at. She was stunned to see two girls who were pretending to be photographers on their phones.
Then, she realized what was going on and laughed. "So it's all a pose. I was wrong about this face." She then let go.
Luke picked up the disinfectant spray and disinfected the chair that the hot girl had been lying on, before he lay back down. "It's my fault."
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