American Fortune Life

After dinner, Andy leaned against the couch, some bored with a remote control and switched to a gossip news show, which stopped.

After picking up his phone and looking at it, he still didn't get a message back. Andy couldn't help but whisper and watch the gossip on TV, winking twice and slapping the couch.

“Shet, how could I forget this show! ”

Andy jumped off the sofa, randomly found a pen and started writing the outline, and his AMC TV station was about to be set up, and he sold all the good art ideas in his hand, so he wanted a good show that would increase viewership.

Watching the news stories of the female stars and the wives of the male stars in these branches of Hollywood reminds him of Beverly's Little Rou, which not only satisfies the audience's peeps into the lives of these noble women, but also, most importantly, what could be more amusing than watching a bunch of hypocritical Birches tear them apart.

Andy smiled badly and wrote the outline, muttering: "Hey, hey, it's hard to put together a few plays JING, squeaky, not lively, you want to expose, want to show off, I give you a chance... ”

At this point, the phone I put aside rang, Andy grabbed the phone and looked at the text message, smiled on his face, reached out and pulled a round coin-sized remote control out of his pants pocket, pressed it down, stuffed the paper and pen into his backpack, bent over and started wearing running shoes, put on his backpack, put on his hood, left through the side door of the villa, disappeared into the backyard at night.

“Whoo-hoo--”

In a room at the Beverly Hills Hotel, known as the Pink Palace, Andy had sweat on his body, laying on his back on the wound, breathing heavily, and calming down his previous exercise.

Turning to the Italian goddess beside me, Andy exclaimed, “Monica, you're unbeatable. You make me feel so happy every time. Oh, my God, you drive me crazy! ”

Even now Monica, shu through, still hasn't slowed down God, grabbed Chuang's hand, gently moved a few times, turned her head slowly, hot air on the beautiful YAN face, with a hint of disorientation, but over time, the disoriented eyes slowly recovered clarity, deep breath of turbidity, seemed to drive away all the resentment accumulated in her heart.

Slowly climbing up, some lazy reach out and smoke an elongated cigarette from the windowsill, “Ding!” The Dupeng lighter lit up, took a sip, and a long sip of smoke, satisfied on her face, revealed a charming smile, said in English with her strange Italian accent.

“You're such a complete bastard! ”

“Is this a compliment?” Andy laughed, holding his head up with his right hand, staring at the charming infinity, watching the Italian goddess gracefully smoke afterwards, and the laziness of his face.

“Will you treat your girlfriend the way you treated me before? Don't hesitate, do whatever you want... ”

“Of course! She just can't hold on, that's why you make me so obsessed, Jing Pin, I can't YU.” Andy reached out and caressed Monica's little tui and sighed without hesitation.

“Maybe it was a mistake for me to come to America this time...” Monica gracefully placed the cigarette on a crystal cigarette tank, lifted her arms together and tied herself up with sweaty chestnut hair, and didn't care at all for Andy, who was watching the fascinating scenery, with a pair of green eyes staring at her incredible curves.

“But now that this is happening, let's do it, at least I can guarantee that I have a perfect xing life, which will keep me in the mood for a long time, and in the chainsaw battle against time, it will allow me to leave a shadow on my face later. ”

“Your beauty has nothing to do with youth. It is the ultimate SHU flavor that extends behind the brilliance. Didn't you say this is the most beautiful period of your life? It is a great honor for me to enjoy this beauty alone! “

“Giggle...” Monica laughed and twitched, spitting a smoke and shook her head with a smile: “The greedy little... ”

Turning back to strangle the cigarette butt, Monica walked into the bathroom and looked at Andy and said, "Little guy, do you have the strength? ”

“Don't doubt it!” Andy made a beautiful move and followed closely, holding Monica in the back, a princess hugged her and walked into the bathroom with a smile of mei.

The next morning.

Reaching around, touching an empty spot, Andy slowly opened his eyes to sleep, and there was a figure of you around him. He couldn't help but beat himself up, some of whom sat up lazily, picked up his nightgown and put it on, walked into the bathroom and started washing.

This is an ambassadorial suite about 120 sqm with a DU standing bedroom and living room for extra comfort, whether it's leisure or office. By the time Andy arrived in the living room, Monica had ordered breakfast.

“Good morning, my goddess. ”

“Good morning, little fella. ”

“No, honey, I told you, don't call me a little guy. Look, it's a big huo, didn't you?” Andy grabbed Monica's waist and sniffed it gently around her neck.

“Stop it, finish your breakfast and get out of here. You're crazy. This is the Beverly Hills Hotel. It's full of stars and reporters. Aren't you afraid of exposure? ”

Andy kissed Monica on her incredibly red cheek, sat at a table full of breakfast, threw away the napkin, laid it out, and picked up a piece of bread and laughed: “Honestly, I'm not afraid. I have a long bag room here, and I'll be right up. ”

“Oh, it won't be used to steal qing...” Monica also sat down gracefully with a smiley, non-smiling look on her face as Andy's face changed.

“Not really, there's one in the Four Seasons Hotel, all used to hide from puppies, you know, I write novels that sometimes require a quiet environment, and the damn puppies at home are tossing around outside all day, and my two dogs are often made to bark, and I have to hide. ”

Andy wouldn't tell her the truth. Sometimes a woman's instincts are horrible. She's right. He's the Australian sweetheart Miranda Cole he stole here, and she's also very fun and refreshing!

Monica smiled faintly and did not want to get involved with this problem. After all, the relationship between the two is just a creation. Investing too much emotion will only embarrass each other. The two of them are pursuing pleasure together, not maltreatment.

“Monica, you should have a foothold in LA. You can't stay in a hotel all the time, can you? ”

“That's good. I don't like the American environment. I'm European. When I get back to Europe, I feel comfortable, and I don't know how long I've been with people like Hollywood, people here are overly concerned about money and success, and the most unacceptable thing is that most of them like to smoke DU. Andy, don't try to make me part of Hollywood, I'll come here to make a movie, and Hollywood isn't part of my life if you need me... ”

Monica did want to move to Hollywood after the divorce, but in the time she came here, she found that this was still the Hollywood she had seen before, and that there was still no change in fame.

Opportunities, opportunities, constant tension, no personal hidden SI, paparazzi stealing PAI everywhere, open fights, all kinds of transactions brightening up, making people feel repressed and nervous, which is in sharp conflict with her lazy and relaxed life after several years of success.

Andy was a little helpless, to be perfectly clear, Monica had been eliminated by Hollywood, and she couldn't do it anymore, maybe from the beginning, Monica was just a Hollywood passenger, to gold-plated, well, she succeeded in gold-plated, and the bad news is that gold-plated was just gold-plated, after all.

“Well, I respect your decision, but stop picking up those European junk movies, especially the ones that let you undress, damn it, the gangsters playing hoodlums under the banner of a literary film, just trying to cheat the box office with your selling spot. ”

Monica giggles, “Forty-five million euros makes it hard for me to refuse, and I don't waste a lot of jing and time, and I know exactly what they're for, so I take one or two Hollywood movies every year, even with a character. ”

“You won't be dissatisfied with the second line of your reward from this peak?” Andy couldn't have given Monica money directly, so the xing quality of the relationship between the two would have changed, which would have angered Monica, only to send her money in this polite way to make her feel more free.

“Well, I'm satisfied, or my agent in Hollywood was a little surprised, and I didn't expect a so-called international movie star like myself to get another five million pieces on the second line, or the actress, huh, should I say thank you? ”

“Your European box office calls for this price, and the American boys still have the most real and wonderful QY fantasy about you, and they'll walk into the theater for you. ”

Andy looked at Monica's classic beautiful face, her clear, bright black eyes, and said seriously.