American Fortune Life

“Mm-hmm."

Andy's head felt dizzy, his temple was beating so hard, his eyes opened, it was dark all around him, he could only leak in through the closed window gap through the neon outside the window to see the environment a little.

“Hoo--”

His mouth was dry, Andy licked his lips, looked down in his arms, curled up in his little assistant, and lifted his hand sadly and slapped his swollen head.

“What?”

Something on my hand made my face feel itchy, close to me, it was some hair, should be my assistant Tory Blake's, seemed to have something in mind, smashed my mouth.

This is the lounge inside Andy's office, where Andy and Tory Blake are lying naked on the carpet with a quilt and a queen bed next to them.

Looking out the window is dark, it should be late at night. Since this morning, the entire Free City Investment Company has been in a state of carnival. The whole floor is like craziness. From time to time, someone will probe, but the locked office floor safety door can only show the carnival scene inside.

At the beginning, Andy had not forgotten to go anywhere and call her family and women to share her joy of success, but by the time she joined the carnival, Andy no longer remembered how much she drank.

Until the assistant, who also drank a little wine, held Andy back to the office, a little shaky on foot, and as soon as he entered the office, Andy kicked the door in, lifting Tory Blake into the lounge without saying a word.

When he woke up, it was dark. Andy took his arm out of the assistant's neck, moved his wrist, and listened to the assistant mumble. He couldn't help but give an awkward look.

Grabbing his arm, he stood up along the bed, lifted the cover of his body and didn't know what it was, and stood up and walked to the bed to turn on the lamp.

Everything in his eyes twitched Andy's mouth a few times, and his face was so bitter that he couldn't sleep in the queen bed anymore.

There was also some scattered hair, and he looked down at Tory on the duvet, and Andy scratched his head, showing an apology on his face.

Cough, everything is forgivable, after all, Andy is drunk, his brain is a little slow, any reaction is a little numb, no light weight is inevitable, the assistant should understand...

Andy crossed the little assistant gently, came to the closet, took a blanket out of it, came back to cover her, reached out to help her open her hair spread across her face, saw a face completely cried out by tears, couldn't help but apologize for the embarrassment of pulling the corner of her mouth, stood up and took the bath towel out of the closet and walked into the bathroom.

The loud water sounded in the bathroom, Andy standing in the shower, reaching out to erase the water from his face, fingers open and hair combed over his head, and lifted his face to the shower.

Seeing the tragic tragedy of the little assistant, she knew that she was a little excessive. In fact, she subconsciously thought she could do something to her YU, and she always looked like she was angry. It was really hard not to bully her.

Andy found himself an excuse to comfort himself. He stopped playing and said nothing, but he wouldn't admit how big the dark side of his heart was. As for 50 degrees of gray or something, he said that although he had seen the novel, it was still better to watch the movie, but he just saw a reduced version and didn't get to watch it.

As a fellow novel of Twilight City, The Fifty Shadows of Grey is actually the story of a hegemonic president and a small secretary, often gray Marisu, and the writing is relatively white. Initially, the author wrote a chapter and published a chapter on the Twilight Film Official website for everyone to watch for free.

Now that the Twilight City movie program hasn't even started, there will naturally be no 50-degree gray, but this series of novels, although the pen has been sprayed to death, sells quite a bit.

Sold $91 million a year in 2013, way more than 55 million in the Hunger Games, after JK Lorraine's Wizards.

Andy opened his eyes violently, hissing - just in the shower, rubbing his eyes in the water with a bitter smile, reaching out and closing the shower, touching the towel and wiping his eyes.

While wiping the water stain on your body, think about how to get this series out, but the series is troublesome, I don't know, money can be earned, but it can make a fuss, especially if you have a beautiful assistant around you, the media won't have to read it.

With a bath towel around his waist, he opened the door, and saw the little assistant with the tearful face pulling the blanket and walking a little unwieldy towards the wardrobe, hearing the noise, like a frightened rabbit, looking back at the King of Demons, his neck shrunk, a few steps backwards in a row, and he dared not look down at Andy.

Andy smiled awkwardly and walked up to her, obviously seeing the little assistant a little scared, reaching out and touching Tory's hair with a slight tremor in his body, and apologizing, “I'm sorry, I drank a little too much, I'm so excited, you're so charming... ”

The little assistant trembled slightly, raised his head, no fright on his face, just opened his eyes, looked at the monster's eyes, incredibly looked at the Great Demon King, and tough to swallow his mouth spit.

Is the Great Demon talking about himself? Oh, my God. Am I crazy, hallucinating?

Stunning Tory, he reached out and rubbed his makeup eyes. Is this the king of terror?

By Andy gently holding his head in his arms and gently touching Tory Black on the back of the jade, completely immersed in the tenderness that stunned her brain, smelled the lemon smell of the Great King, listened to the powerful heartbeat in his chest, seemed to be worth the suffering before, let the blanket slide down, the jade arms tightly around Andy's bear waist, with the sound of utter muttering sometime. Mumbling: “If you like it, I will do anything... ”

Andy had his chin over her hair on top of her head, his mouth curved with a curved curve, a smile, a gentle grip on his little assistant's smooth skin, and he said softly, “Not anymore... ”

“Actually... Actually, it's kind of exciting, but it hurts a little too much.” The little assistant lay in Andy's arms, blushing with shame, whispering and letting her vomit her tongue.

“Oh, go take a bath, we'll find a place to eat later, we're starving.” Andy patted her back gently, helped her remove a large bath towel from the wardrobe, helped her into the bathroom, reached out and touched her face, and turned away from the bathroom in her adorable eyes.

“Hoo ~”

Close the door, Andy breathes a sigh of relief, sort of reassures the overwhelmed assistant, but there are also some unexpected gains, but I can't really do it randomly on her, this kind of thing can only be adjusted, I can't really addict, then I really go to see a psychologist.

A little assistant Tory Blake often came to the restaurant, and Andy looked at some of the customers from time to time and smiled kindly. He had already signed three or four restaurant attendants. The little assistant smiled, adjusting his posture painfully and comparing the injuries on his ass.

“The food here is good... ”

Tory turned a white eye without saying anything. Since he started serving the Great King, he has not seen the Great King eat cheap food. Although this restaurant he often comes to is quite distinctive, there is still a gap in the ingredients. If the Great King hadn't made a slight apology to himself, he wouldn't have asked which restaurant he often goes to eat at, and he would still come with himself in the middle of nowhere.

“Your house is in Seattle, right?” Andy cut the steak and asked.

“Um...” Tory Blake's smiling face was unnatural and his lack of interest responded softly.