My Lusty Wicked Degenerate System-Chapter 44: Stiff Yakov

After Walker unscrewed the bottle and took a smell, he was intoxicated by the rich aroma. This naturally fermented good wine, stored in the right year, is indeed as delicious as any famous wine.

Among the thousands of resentful souls, more than half are drunkards, and most of the wine that the ancients drank was primitive low-alcohol wine. How many of them have really tasted this kind of fine wine made with modern technology and keeping up with the times?

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When Walker came out, he went to a noodle shop and ate two bowls of noodles. He did some testing and found that a bottle of low-end strong liquor worth a few dollars tasted delicious.

How to put it... these godfathers are all ancient people, and from today's perspective, they are just poor guys who have never seen the world.

"Yes, it is indeed a rare good wine, but two bottles are a bit too little." Walker couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He picked up the bottle and drank it directly from his mouth without paying attention to the dust on the bottle mouth.

After taking a sip, he had drunk at least half of it, and Walker was so refreshed that he let out a long sigh of relief.

Yakov was embarrassed when he heard this, and said humbly: "I'm sorry, Master. He only had two bottles and I bought them at a high price. I forgot that Master has a large capacity and I was inconsiderate. I should have bought more if I had known."

"It's good wine, not bad!"

Walker was unusually greedy. He drank a one-pound bottle of white wine in one sip and it was empty. He wiped his mouth and looked like nothing had happened without blushing.

Not to mention the waiter, even Faye was stunned. There are people who can drink a lot, but he drank a pound of white wine without even taking a bite of the food and acted as if nothing happened. He is no longer a drunkard, but a freak.

The manager at the side came to his senses and immediately said attentively, "Director Yakov, if the wine you brought is not enough, we have a lot of good wines here, such as vintage wines from famous Nordic estates and various XOs."

This kind of private club is a high-end place, but there is no such thing as a corkage fee. Generally speaking, the sales of alcohol are very small because the rich and powerful guests like to drink the good wine they bring with them.

Yakov immediately turned around and said, "Master, would you like to order some other wine?"

Now Walker is deeply influenced by the system, but his thoughts and likes and dislikes have changed subtly. When he heard this, he frowned and said, "Forget about those garbage. Don't bring them to affect my appetite."

"Yes, yes, I was negligent."

He turned around quickly and said to the manager sternly: "Go ask them what good liquor they have now. Price is not a problem. My young master has a very high taste for liquor. Don't fool us with those local products that only fool fools, or I'll tear down your store."

"Yes, yes. I'll ask the general manager right away."

The manager stepped out and the waiters brought up the dishes one by one. Even the hot pot ingredients were all beautifully presented. The knife skills and presentation were of great value in themselves, and it was pleasing to the eye and increased people's appetite.

Lobster meat, abalone slices, grouper, and many other sea fish that Walker couldn't name. Even though he didn't know what they were, he could tell their defining characteristic was just one word: expensive.

"Director Yakov, do you think this wine is okay?"

Director Yakov glared at him, saying he had no vision, and respectfully handed the wine over, asking, "Master, what do you think of this wine?"

Walker opened it and took a sip. It tasted very mellow. After tasting it, he said, "It's OK. It's not as good as your previous wine, but it's also a good wine."

There were only five bottles of this wine, and Yakov bought all of them without asking the price. His generosity made the manager smile. They didn't dare to ask for a high price, but the commission for wine sales here was extremely high. Just these five bottles were worth more than several private rooms.

The things Yakov ordered were served very quickly. The table was ordinary with a diameter of one meter and could not accommodate so many things, so two vegetable racks were set up next to it.

"Close the door and don't let anyone come in and disturb you."

All the service staff went out, and were told that even if someone died in the room, they would not disturb them, because some distinguished guests would discuss important matters during the meal.

As soon as the door closed, Yakov immediately pushed Faye away and said, "You have no sense at all. You didn't even pour wine for the young master. I asked you to come here to serve people, not to show off your displeasure."

Faye's acting skills were very good. She hesitated for a moment with an awkward look before sitting next to Walker, pouring wine, and said timidly, "Master, I'll cook for you."

"Yes, thank you, Madam Yakov."

Yakov sat aside and smiled a little awkwardly. This eloquent official didn't know what to say for a moment.

For convenience, Faye stood next to Walker and did not dare to sit. She picked up the food and put it into the pot to cook. She put the cooked seafood into Walker's bowl with very graceful movements.

The fresh seafood tasted especially good when dipped in the sauce prepared here. Walker nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, Mrs. Yakov's cooking skills are really good. The seafood is boiled so fresh."

"Master, you are too kind." Faye said shyly, perfectly interpreting the reserved shyness of a wife.

Walker enjoyed this feeling and knew that her shyness came from the bottom of her heart. After all, no matter how promiscuous a woman is, when she takes the first step, she will always be tormented by traditional concepts in her heart.

This couple appears to be in harmony but is actually estranged. Even if Yakov has no feelings for her, they are still in a relationship, so it is understandable that he feels particularly uncomfortable at this moment.

Faye kept cooking seafood for Walker, and didn't give Yakov a piece or even dared to look at him. Even though she hated this man, she still felt guilty.

This atmosphere was so wonderful to Walker, who was influenced by evil. Walker raised his glass and said with a smile, "Director Yakov, let's have a drink. Your wife's cooking skills are really good."

In fact, Faye's movements were clumsy. As an official's wife, she was not used to serving others. Even though she was so close, one could still feel her movements. She was trembling with nervousness.

"No, as long as the young master doesn't mind." Yakov raised the cup with both hands very respectfully.

"In that case, Mrs. Yakov is very nice."

Walker smiled obscenely, holding the wine glass in one hand and drinking, while the other hand could no longer restrain itself and touched Faye's thigh in front of him.

Faye shuddered suddenly and wanted to dodge instinctively, but she gritted her teeth and stopped, standing straight, allowing the man's rough big hands to touch her silk stockings-covered thighs.

Yakov saw this scene after drinking. Even though he was mentally prepared, he was still dumbfounded and felt uncomfortable. Being mentally prepared does not mean wanting to watch the live broadcast.

Walker's hand touched her thigh for a while, not satisfied with the delicate touch of the stockings, so he suddenly tore the beautiful black stockings, revealing Faye's slender and white thighs.

"This meat is so smooth and tender, just like touching tofu."

While Walker was talking in a click of the tongue, he continued to touch her thigh upwards, his hand slightly pushed up her skirt and his palm reached inside her skirt.

Because of the angle, Yakov could see it all clearly, but Walker didn't lift up her skirt, so he couldn't see how these sinful hands would clearly play with his wife.

Influenced by the system, Walker also has a perverted possessiveness and will not let him see the other person's wife.

"As long as the young master is satisfied!"

Yakov smiled stiffly. Seeing Faye twisting and trying to hide as if in discomfort, he said to Faye, "Stand there and don't move. If you make the young master unhappy, I won't let you go."

Upon hearing this, Faye lowered her head slightly and bit her lower lip shamefully. Her face flushed, but she looked reluctant and aggrieved, which was particularly provocative.

This is Walker's favorite state. Although he knows that Teacher Faye is acting for Yakov, she is a traditional woman at heart. This acting skill brings Walker a great sense of satisfaction.

Walker's hand groped inside her skirt. Faye suddenly raised her head with a pleading look in her eyes, which even turned red. She bit her lower lip, looking very pitiful.

Not only did Walker tear her stockings, but the torn stockings were entangled around her legs. This kind of fragmentation seemed to be tearing apart her chastity as a married woman.

At this moment, he gently hooked his fingers on her trembling body, and her thin lace panties were rolled into a ball and pulled down to her knees.

"This red color is so pretty. Mrs. Yakov really has good taste."

Attracted by the sound, Yakov, who was eating with his head down and almost having an ostrich mentality, couldn't help but raise his head and look at his wife's panties hanging between her legs. This scene brought him a huge stimulation.

Even though he no longer had any feelings for her and even though he couldn't see anything, he was aware that there was nothing underneath his wife's skirt. The most shameful area was no longer covered, and the psychological impact of not being able to see anything was even more intense.

Yakov quickly lowered his head, not daring to look but unable to help but peeking. His anger and conflicted mentality made his breathing heavy.

The only sounds that could be heard in the private room were the bubbling sound of the hot pot and the rapid breathing of people. This silence yet unusual sound was impacting the soul. It could be said to be a particularly subtle yet extremely exciting situation.

"Master, please have some abalone!" Faye's voice trembled. She stood leaning forward slightly, her face flushed with nervousness and excitement.

Her smile was very stiff, even a little twisted, with a sense of helplessness and self-deception as if nothing had happened.

I have to say that Teacher Faye is amazing. Not only did Yakov not have any doubts, but it also aroused Walker's interest in playing with the loyal wife.

Walker kept smiling, eating and drinking with his left hand, and his hand continued to reach into Faye's skirt.

"Let's blanch it. I think this abalone is very fresh, plump and juicy."

While speaking, Walker's palm had already covered her vagina, and he felt that it was already wet. One can imagine how stimulating this special situation was for Faye.

This so-called husband whom she hated was also a devilish factor that stimulated her downfall.

Yakov took a glance and his breathing stagnated. He suddenly felt a little resentful. He was not resentful because his wife was toyed with, but because he knew it all but couldn't see clearly what was happening because of the obstruction of his skirt.

This subtle psychological feeling frightened him. He was afraid that if he looked, he would offend this old monster, but he couldn't help but want to take a peek.