American Fortune Life

Manhattan News Weekly Building, New York.

In the office on the 58th floor, Andy's favorite floor-to-ceiling windows were blocked by palatial luxury curtains, and the afternoon sun in New York City in June was a bit dazzling.

The crackling keyboard banging sounded constantly for a moment, Andy's speed of writing was now unprecedented, he was already familiar with the work of restoring the novel, and almost all of it was reprocessed in the creation, adding a lot of personal goods to the story scene of the novel.

“Beep ——”

Andy frowned and reached down and pressed the answering machine on the desk.

“Boss, Miss Blacklifery's interview is over... ”

“I get it. She'll be here in a minute. You bring her in, right, two cappuccinos. ”

Andy turned off the phone, the assistant had been away for three or four days, and the secretary had been temporarily assigned, and the coffee making technique was only average.

About a dozen minutes later, after the door of the office was knocked, it was pushed open, and his interim secretary came in with a vest black sequin skinny dress, a pair of tall, long legs wrapped tightly in black wire, and a pair of high heeled shoes with a leopard pattern on their feet.

“Oh, come on, let me see, our super sweetheart, the latest dream girl Queen S isn't getting pretty again... ”

Andy stood up and walked over with a charming smile on his face, his mouth twirling.

Blake glanced at him, holding a smile, a condom and Andy hugging the patch, "Long time no see. ”

“Oh, sit down, Jenny, coffee, leave us alone. ”

The interim secretary nodded and closed the door of the leather parcel of the office.

Blake Leffrey looked around at Andy's luxury office, and before he could sit down, Andy pulled him back into his arms, lifted his pretty face, and said with no anger: “I knew this interview, it must have been prepared by a bastard like you to bully me... Whoo... ”

Her beautiful face was still delicate, and Andy kissed her with flaming red lips, her arms raised around Andy's neck, her feet lifted, and they began to kiss warmly.

For a long time, Andy licked his lips and looked at Blake Lively with a pretty red face, smiling softly: "I like your unique beauty, beautiful face, bright makeup and hot body, and the charming smile of Xing. ”

As soon as he bent over, he held Blake, who just wanted to scream and covered his mouth, and smiled and walked to the inner lounge.

“Time is precious, I'll check for recent rumors of questionable uppermost development, it seems that D + CUP must have it, it must be my fault, every time it drives me crazy... ”

Black Leffrey punched Andy in the chest with a lovely red face, and she knew better than anyone that the bastard spent the most time on his second base each time, and she blushed and remembered Andy's means.

Click--

The lounge door was closed and quiet restored to the office, except that the lounge, the whispering of Blake Leverley, could be heard rarely.

After 40 minutes of constant torment in the lounge, the sheets on the queen bed have long been messy.

Andy gasped coarsely, laying flat on his body, looking at his side completely caught in the fireworks and smiling proudly on his obsessed Blake Leffrey face.

“Enough is enough! And let no one wear clothes? Bastard, buckle me up! ”

With anger on the reddish, unusually beautiful face of Blacklifery's stunning beauty, he slapped his arrogant hands around him who wouldn't leave, and his BRA couldn't even be worn.

“Skin is moisturizing and elastic, consistent with the tone of the whole body, and is truly the ultimate in... ”

Andy loved to smash her hands, smashed her mouth, grinned in Blake's white eyes, helped her fasten BRA, watched as her legs still trembled a little as she wore the stockings, reached out and touched them.

“Damn, I must be crazy, idiot thought you wouldn't mess around, like Lipton said, the interview was just an excuse to want to sleep with me! ”

Blake's pretty red face bore shame, and he picked up the dress beside him and started wearing it.

“Ha ~ lton knows me, let her come tomorrow, see if I don't kill her! ”

Andy said harshly, picking up his clothes from the carpet and putting them on.

“Girl, good, better be on tape, I want to see how you bully her. I was bullied to death by her in the crew, always ridiculing me. There are rumors all over the place that me and Lipton are not only dead in the plot, but also not happy to tear it apart privately... ”

Speaking of Lipton, Blake also had a pretty face, a little angry biting his teeth, and a pair of beautiful eyes flashed with a sly colour to help Andy devise a plan.

“Hmm?” Andy frowned and asked. "Did you two fight? ”

“It's all that dead girl, damn it, always laughing at me about what was in the car that day... You bastard! Jesus!” Speaking, Blake picked up the pillow on the bed angrily and started smashing Andy.

Andy grinned and walked with his head in his arms. Well, it was a little too much fun that day. It totally disoriented Blake Leverley, the big girl, and Lipton, who was also a mouth poisoner, used the scene all the time to flip her.

“I listened to you, recorded to show you, really... Stop fighting, fight again, I'm gonna fight back... Goddamn... ”

Interim secretary Jenny walked in with two cups of coffee pushing the door, watching her boss lean lazily against the boss chair, overlapping with a pair of long legs to prevent Miss Lively from walking away.

Miss Lively had an unusually red colour on her face and a more beautiful temperament, but Secretary Jenny always felt it was wrong. Yes, Miss Lively had a very sweet smile on her face.

Boo, what a little bitch! You want to seduce the boss? I'm sure it is!

Andy and Blake don't know what people think, and they don't care as long as they don't get evidence.

After work, Andy and Blake left the Newsweek building together and appeared in a restaurant where the puppies were naturally delighted.

Now the hottest new myth of wealth Andy Smith and America's newest sweetheart, Fashion S Queen Black Lively, date alone, which is definitely a big deal.

Of course, the paparazzi also knew that Andy was Blacklifery and Lipton Maester's burro, that he had chosen Queen S and Queen B, who were drowning, often with fame, and that the public knew that, after all, Andy had not used his fame to brush the news page twice.

It's not new, to say the least, or is Andy taking Taylor with him to brush the screen? Blake and Lipton are better.

“By the way, thanks for the car, huh, I didn't know Tyler Swift was your little QING guy, you taste so complicated! ”

When Andy sent Blake home, standing on the street and hugging her apart, Blake's smiley slot twitched Andy's mouth a few times.

“Limited edition Ferrari, you send out three at once, and now a lot of little actors want to be looked after by you. Oh, I'm in the crew, but I hear a lot about girls trying to climb into your bed! ”

Andy sat in the car, thinking about Blake's spit trough, couldn't help but shake her head and smile. Time slowly narrowed the gap between the hearts of the big girls. After all, the more people grow, the greater the sense of loneliness, the harder it is to quit this dependency once they have relied on it.

This dependence goes beyond mere references to matter, and includes emotional and psychological dependence.