American Fortune Life

Sheraton Hotel, 23rd floor.

“Dip!”

Andy with the hoodie brushed the card directly and pushed the door in, placing the non-disturbing sign on the door handle and locking the door.

Drop your hat, Andy walks into the living room and sees a bottle of whiskey and a little crystal square cup on the table with seventy-eight butts in the ashtray.

Andy walked up to the table, laughing at the bottle of whiskey, shaking it a few times, gently lowering his mouth, leaving a third.

That's less than two hours apart, and this Averill drank so much wine that she wanted to get drunk!

Andy walked to the door of the bedroom and listened carefully to it. There was no sound. He pushed directly through the door of the bedroom. What he saw was some messy white trauma. A large vest with black and white stripes was thrown on it. A pair of canvas shoes were buttoned away from each other on the carpet, like they were thrown out.

Those black harem pants fell in front of a closed room door, and Andy walked over, picked up the pants on the floor, and saw a little NEINEI with black lace in it, so he smashed his mouth.

Walking back to the edge, I saw an open writing book and a pencil on the windowsill, and Andy picked it up and looked over it, and it was some lyrical and musical paragraphs that he wrote, and he looked at it, and it was not bad, he was really talented.

Andy closed the book, took his phone out of his pocket, tweaked it into a silent town owner, and then stood up and took off his clothes, wearing only one, apparently because he was looking forward to the next show, and the visual shock was a little...

Looking at the time, it had been almost ten minutes, and Ivel was still missing from the bathroom, Andy lifted the quilt, went down, walked out of the bedroom, picked up the whiskey and glasses in the living room, poured a glass, and looked up and drank it.

“Uh...”

Andy's face changed slightly, walking back to his bedroom, lying on the wound and waiting slowly.

“Click--”

The bathroom door was opened, the body was tiny and curvy, and Irvell, not inches old, came out with her blonde red hair rubbed out and her eyes glistened a little.

The action of wiping her hair was slightly lagging, Ivier's eyes glistened shyly, looking at the beautiful scenery, Andy with a disgusting smile laying on the wound, she didn't panic to cover up or anything, just glanced at Andy and walked right past Andy's eyes, sat in front of the dresser and began to apply some skin care products.

Raise your arms in turn, roll a few times under your armpits with balloon perfume, stand up and walk to the edge of the wound, lift the quilt, and lie down.

Andy looked at Ivel and looked at herself, laughing: "Last time I was in a bit of a hurry, wouldn't you say hello? ”

Ivel gave a white eye and snorted. "I've never seen anyone more of an asshole than you! ”

“No, no, of course there is, like that Weberly...” Andy sprinkled salt on Ivel's wound, watching as her face became difficult to see, smiling and lifting the quilt, as if a huge figure of a dog bear covered Ivel's petite figure...

New Orleans, a city full of excitement QING, colorful architecture, historic jazz paradise, an endless carnival party...

A city of colors...

“FXXKyou! fxxk... ”

In the Sheraton Deluxe Suite around 3: 00 a.m., there is no harmony and sweetness to embrace and sleep in, some curses with tears, well, the curses are a little pale and powerless.

But messy wounds and the intense odors that are scattered in the air can remind you that the previous wars must have been extraordinarily violent.

Andy stood uncomfortably in front of the cap mirror, looking at the scratches on his back and the blood marks on his arms, then pressed down on his shoulder, looking at the clear toothmarks on it, looking back depressingly at his face with the after-effects of Happy YU, lying down angrily staring at him with tears on his face.

“Are you a cat! ”

“Bastard, Andy Smith, you piece of shit... ”

“You keep your voice down, you'll hear it next door, and it'll be fun!” Andy scared the hell out of this crazy little bitch.

“Cough, okay, my fault! ”

Ivier, who was on fire, tears flashed in her eyes, biting her teeth and looking at her sincerely apologized to the bastard who was unwilling to jump and bite him, but she didn't dare to move at all.

Andy turned his head and whispered, but the glitch on the corner was still hidden.

Piece!

For that reason, he even used rain yi that he never liked to use.

Once again, the legend of the world adds a great deal of experience.

“I'll kill you! Whoo-hoo... ”

Andy gave Averill a deep wen and rubbed her back softly: "Okay, when you're better, you can kill whatever you want. ”

Ivel was a little suffocated by Wen, took a deep breath, looked at the bastard who didn't put her in the eye at all, and chewed on Andy's arm when he opened his mouth.

Andy, the muscle ROU on his arm tightened so tightly that Averill almost died of anger, "Oh, okay, come on, just get some sleep. ”

“ ”Ivier's anger almost turned away, and the bastard was absolutely sincere, suddenly remembering what Beatrice in Paris had been showing off, and looking at Andy changed his eyes again.

“You've got an idea, and you don't care if I can take it! ”

“Don't even think about it, you're just so charming. I'm a little jealous of that bastard. There's always one for me!” Andy's honest statement seems to be that the idol was possessed by another man, an idea born of jealousy.

Seeing Ivel's eyes flashing with shame and confusion, Andy looked at his face with jealousy, but he was proud of himself. Others' cars, of course, drove as much as they wanted, who cared about maintenance...

“Wow...”

The next morning, Andy was dressed in a nightgown, leaning against a pillow, looking over at the newspaper, and Emile, with an MI expression on her face, looked at the breakfast table in front of her and the abundance of breakfast on it, and then turned around and looked at Andy.

“You bastard, why don't you get out of here? ”

Andy didn't even lift his head and continued to look at the paper and say, "You're inconvenient. I'll have to wait until you can move. After all, it's me... Tsk, don't pinch me! ”

“Ha ~ Luckily I didn't go to Paris' birthday party, this Bichi is really a torment. ”

Andy just pretended to have a painful reaction, and when Ivel started eating breakfast, he saw a newspaper report and shook his head and threw up.

The headlines of the newspaper entertainment edition are exactly what Paris did on stage in his shiny white bra and super short skirt, dancing Y-dancing in a giant glass of glass, with a wavy look like an incredible dancer, Demon Mei. What's more, she's wearing the SM feature of Inner YI to play with herself in public, which is ridiculous.

“This is her show, she can guarantee her annual earnings of hundreds of millions of dollars with this kind of exposure and flushing. She's not stupid. After all, the Hiltons have given up on her, and without exposure, her name authorization and perfume cannot be sold. ”

Andy laughed and said that he didn't look down on this Bichi. Apart from being a little rotten, her road count was definitely very successful, the earliest supernet red.

Ivel leaves her mouth shut, but it has to be admitted that, after all, there is also a part of her relationship with Paris that the company wants to use to help her advertise the new album, even though she gave it to her bitches in a matter of months, and because of some of her truths, Parris is embarrassed.

“Well, you can leave now! ”

Ivier wiped her lower mouth CHUN with a napkin and looked at Andy obliquely, in a complicated mood.

Andy shrugged his shoulders, his paws just landed, and Ivel opened them, “This is the last time, I don't want to... ”

Andy looked down the hall to the left and right with a slightly lukewarm protrusion, then put on sunglasses and a hoodie, and immediately appeared flashing in the hallway, and the door was taken at will, then quickly walked to the end of the hallway.

In the bedroom, Aveline's beautiful white face became pink, her body sweating under the quilt, her motionless back facing the sky, her eyes looking at the ceiling a little faint.

There are things that, once the bottom line is broken, are constantly broken, and no one knows in which direction things will eventually go.

Now Ivel is a little overwhelmed. Although she hates Andy, the bastard hates to bite her teeth off, she hasn't resisted and refused. When breaking the bottom line becomes a habit, there will be a thought in her bones, a lucky thought, and slowly a person will sink...

“It's hard to go back to your old quiet life! ”