My absurd experiences in North America over the years

After midnight, the party was nearing its end.

Those who were supposed to leave have already left, and for those who haven't left, the situation is starting to spiral completely out of control.

Li Fu leaned against the railing by the pool, holding the drink Lucy had given him. He had only taken a couple of sips, and now he was just pretending to hold it.

His gaze seemed to casually sweep across the entire courtyard, but in reality, he saw every corner clearly.

There were already seven or eight people in the pool, splashing water everywhere, with screams and laughter mixed together.

A blond boy emerged from the water, shook his head, and splashed water all over a girl next to him.

The girl screamed, then laughed and pushed him back into the water. The two of them started playing around in the water, their physical contact becoming more and more frequent, and their laughter becoming more and more ambiguous.

On a lounge chair by the pool, a man and a woman were kissing passionately, oblivious to everyone around them. The man's hand moved up from the woman's waist, while the woman tilted her head back and made indistinct sounds.

People were drinking and chatting just ten steps away, but the couple had clearly entered a certain state of mind.

It was as if this was their own private world.

Out of the corner of Li Fu's eye, he saw two figures entangled together under a palm tree in the corner of the garden.

A man's hands were roaming over his partner's body as they entwined, their breathing audible from several meters away, the shadows of palm trees partially obscuring them.

But what should have been revealed and what shouldn't have been revealed were actually not reduced at all.

It might not be long before inappropriate sounds for children are heard, as there are no soundproofing facilities outdoors.

Li Fu was also a little unsettled.

In his previous life, when he worked at a large factory, his biggest form of entertainment was playing video games at home on weekends.

Occasionally, when he comes across news about "high society parties" in the US, he always wonders if it's a bit exaggerated.

Seeing it with my own eyes now, I have nothing to say.

I've seen plenty of adult films, but I've never actually seen a live performance like this.

He glanced at the villa again.

Behind the floor-to-ceiling windows, several couples were seen embracing and moving towards the corridor, at the end of which were several guest rooms.

It's not hard to guess what they'll do next.

"This isn't some kind of final exam relaxation," Li Fu thought to himself, "this is a massive breeding ground for bastards."

Lucy was still sitting on the sofa by the pool, next to the red-haired girl Emily.

Emily had clearly drunk quite a bit; she was leaning on Lucy's shoulder, holding an empty glass in her hand, and muttering something under her breath.

Then, her male companion came over and carried her away.

Lucy's posture suddenly stiffened. Her back was ramrod straight, her legs were together, one hand was on her knee, and her palm was sweaty.

Some states in the central and southern regions are not on the same level of openness as the blue states on the east and west coasts.

She knew this often happened at young people's parties, but being there in person was a different story, and she didn't even dare to look in one direction.

Li Fuchao glanced in her direction.

About five meters to her left, a man and a woman were entangled in a position that was not appropriate to be displayed in public.

The woman's skirt was rolled up to her waist, and the two women were intertwined, doing something they should have done behind closed doors.

This visual impact is not the largest.

Lucy sat there, her face as red as an apple.

His body language conveyed obvious surprise, bewilderment, and of course, novelty.

Many people mistakenly believe that the openness of the American culture is off the charts, which is true, but not all regions are like that.

Traditional white families, especially in the South and Midwest, tend to be relatively conservative.

My upbringing was very strict, at least until I reached adulthood.

This is especially true for the privileged class.

Li Fu was not surprised by Lucy's behavior.

What alarmed him wasn't today's scene, which might just be a microcosm of high society parties.

Even these young people mostly just hook up, while the real powerful and wealthy play all sorts of games, like that old man Didi.

As a time traveler, Li Fu was well aware of this.

Therefore, he was more wary of the party's host.

Winslop sat at a high table by the pool, holding a glass of whiskey, chatting casually with the people next to him.

He was relaxed and his expression was calm.

Li Fu had been observing him for a while; he would always seem to casually glance at Lucy.

This happened more than once or twice.

There were so many beautiful young women at the party, but he didn't have a single female companion by his side.

Nine times out of ten, it was done on purpose.

His target might be Lucy, who is the hardest to approach.

He probably threw this party in a gentle and respectable way to subtly influence Lucy.

"You see, all of this is normal."

"Everyone is like that."

"You should relax a bit too."

This is a relatively clever approach. It doesn't force or even hint at anything, but directly creates an environment that makes "indulgence" a matter of course.

It subtly changed her.

Then he will find a suitable opportunity to strike.

Just then, a girl in a bikini walked past Lucy. Her hot figure made even a "warrior of steel" like Li Fu take a second look.

The girl winked at Winslop.

Winslop smiled and returned one.

There was a hint of flirtation in their eyes.

There was clearly a close relationship between the two, or at least one that existed in the past.

Perhaps in a different setting, Winslop would have already dragged that girl upstairs and indulged himself freely...

But now he's so patient.

"We should go," Li Fu whispered to Lucy.

Lucy looked up at him. "What time is it? Isn't it a bit early?"

She didn't pay attention to the time; she just thought that since everyone was still there, there was probably still plenty of time.

"It's getting late, past midnight," Li Fu said, his gaze sweeping over her head and around the pool. "If we stay any longer, I'm afraid you'll need to wash your eyes tomorrow."

Lucy paused for a moment, then followed his gaze.

Then he saw a scene in the corner of the garden that could only be seen for a fee.

The flowers, grasses, and leaves couldn't hide it at all.

Her face flushed instantly, the redness spreading from her ears all the way down to her neck.

Winslop seemed to realize they were about to leave and walked over from the high table.

"Are you leaving? Actually, you can stay here. There are plenty of guest rooms." His tone carried a just-right hint of regret.

"I'm not used to spending the night out these days," Lucy politely declined. "Thank you for the invitation."

"You're welcome," Winthrop said, bowing slightly and gently touching the back of her hand. "Next time I'll host a small party, just the few of us, it won't be so... lively."

When he used the word "lively," he glanced at the people still splashing around in the pool, a helpless smile playing on his lips that said, "I also think they're going a bit too far."

The expression he made was so natural that if Li Fu hadn't been observing him the whole time, he would almost have believed it.

Lucy nodded but didn't reply.

Li Fu stood half a step behind Lucy, slightly turning his body to block Winslop's view of her.

His movements were so natural, seemingly just making way for Lucy, but in reality, he was cutting off Winslop's gaze.

Winslop's gaze lingered on Li Fu for a moment. Something flashed across his eyes.

"Be careful on the road."

Li Fuchong nodded casually and left with a slightly drunk Lucy.

The night breeze in Los Angeles was a bit cool, rustling the palm tree branches.

Lucy walked much faster than she had when she arrived, her high heels clicking rapidly on the sidewalk, as if she were fleeing something.

The mountain road was very quiet; not a single car passed by for half a day.

Lucy leaned back in her seat and remained silent for a while.

Then, she suddenly spoke, her voice a little muffled: "Would you believe me if I said this is actually my first time attending a party like this?"

"I believe you," Li Fu replied affirmatively.

He had no reason not to believe it.

If it weren't the first time, I definitely wouldn't have brought him along, unless I wanted to have something happen between us.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but recall Lucy's naked, unadorned body that night, and his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

"Why are you so calm today?" Lucy asked, resting her chin on her hand, her eyes slightly glazed with intoxication. "Are you a regular customer?"

Li Fu didn't know how to answer.

He definitely wasn't that calm; they were just normal men and women.

How could he not be affected in that situation?

He just didn't show it, or perhaps people who have died once have higher "thresholds" in all aspects.

However, he wouldn't admit it; instead, he started boasting.

"I've said I'm a professional. In terms of professionalism, even Secret Service bodyguards would have to give way."

His tone was quite smug.

Just like a scene from the new Three Kingdoms TV series.

"Tell me my name and I'll give you a shock. I am Xing Daorong, the General of Lingling."

Lucy burst out laughing. "If it's as good as the Special Service, then my six hundred dollars was well spent."

"Do you know that kid might have feelings for you?" Li Fu suddenly asked.

"Of course I know, I'm not stupid," Lucy replied crisply.

"Then why do you keep accepting his invitations?"

Li Fu was now a little confused.

"Many of those people are my classmates. If I keep refusing them, they'll think I'm arrogant and unsociable..."

Lucy may have concerns in this regard, but not many.

Because she quickly added another sentence.

"Besides, you have to find some fun when you're in a foreign land, otherwise what's the point of coming to the West Coast?"

"Looking for some fun?"

Li Fu immediately thought of the European and American movies he had watched before, where many of the female leads would say they were looking for some fun and then target the exaggeratedly attractive black guys below.

Needless to say, the scene was incredibly intense.

"Yeah, it's about having fun. Otherwise, wouldn't it be incredibly boring to be alone at home?"

Lucy had no idea what he was thinking at that moment, and continued.

"I see," Li Fu nodded. "Aren't you afraid that he'll really get his way?"

"If that's the case, then it's your dereliction of duty. The detective I hired told me you could easily take on ten of them," Lucy said, raising her chin as she looked at him. She had done her research.

"Alas, what a pity. I should have asked for a higher price," Li Fu shook his head regretfully.

"It's too late now, I'm not going to pay any more," Lucy snorted.

Her thinking was simple: since they were already pretending to be a couple, Winslop shouldn't go too far.

With her "boyfriend" around, no one will keep trying to chat her up. Her "boyfriend" is also a very capable bodyguard, and no one will take advantage of her being drunk to do anything inappropriate.

As for this "boyfriend," the survey showed he was trustworthy, and half the community gave him a thumbs up.

Of course, she would never have imagined it.

The person whom half the community would give a thumbs up to has had a different soul.

Li Fu stopped talking and started thinking about random things.

A 20-year-old girl came to Los Angeles from Tennessee in order to "escape" her parents' control.

However, the dangers on the west coast were actually greater than she had anticipated.

Strict parenting eventually backfires when she's away from home; she wants to see what the world is like.

At the same time, they can't wait to be free or indulge.

This is probably just human nature.

Fortunately, the atmosphere and academic environment at high-end private universities are still quite good.

So far, nothing has gone wrong.

They soon arrived at Lucy's apartment building.

Lucy staggered a little as she got out of the car.

She didn't actually drink that much tonight, but the mental strain of that kind of occasion was more exhausting than the alcohol itself.

Moreover, imported liquors generally have a stronger aftereffect.

Now that the alcohol was taking effect, she stood by the car door for a while, then looked up at Li Fu, her face flushed under the streetlights, her blue eyes somewhat glazed.

"Li," she suddenly called out.

"Hmm?" Li Fu was puzzled.

Lucy hesitated for a moment, then finally said, "Help me up..."

Li Fu helped the intoxicated Lucy into the elevator.

This isn't the first time, and it certainly won't be the last.

Because now he knows why Lucy hired him; essentially, it's to provide her with an insurance policy for "having fun."

This time he was even less drunk than last time.

Last time he completely forgot, but he could just carry it on his back.

Now, a girl, slightly tipsy but not drunk, nestled against him, her breath hot and her body wriggling...

Isn't this blatant provocation?

How could this vigorous body endure it?

"Don't move," Li Fu took a deep breath and pressed one hand on Lucy's shoulder.

How can a drunk person listen to advice?

Of course, it's also possible that drunk people are often dizzy and unsteady on their feet, unable to stand up at all.

Lucy's body was restless.

Then I came across something...

Li Fu suddenly shrank back.

It's really not his fault; he was holding a soft, warm woman in his arms, who was swaying back and forth against him.

Even Liu Xiahui couldn't resist that touch.

The situation suddenly became a little awkward.

Lucy was probably really drunk and had no idea what she was touching.

Instead, her waist leaned against Li Fu.

Li Fu couldn't avoid it, partly because the elevator was too narrow.

After dodging, Lucy might fall.

He simply accepted his fate.

Anyway, he didn't do it on purpose. She threw herself into his arms, so it wasn't him taking advantage of her.

Finally, Lucy's body went completely limp.

Li Fu took a deep breath and simply picked him up by the waist.

This way, we can avoid any further contact.

Unexpectedly, Lucy's soft little hand dropped down and touched it again through her pants.

Li Fu gasped; this was truly terrifying.