American Fortune Life

“Gone?”

“Well, the two of them went back on the boat and waited for the 'luggage' to be all moved down before they were officially on this mission. “

Andy walked into the living room of the mansion, sitting at his desk, with a handkerchief, looking at Ivana's sweet smile on the side of the computer and asking.

“I'll get you a coffee. ”

As she stood, Ivana, dressed in a long, cropped white dress, had a hidden arm with clear sleeves, loose waist and freer shape, and the jumping skirt floated with a XING feel.

“No, sit tight. What needs to be done to get the maid to come.” Andy reached out and held Ivana's hand, wrapped her hands around her somewhat plump ni's waist, kissed her on her red chun and smiled gently.

“Well, wash it... ”

“Later, I'll go 'move the bricks’ first. ”

“Bricks?” Ivana frowned and looked at Andy's face in confusion.

Andy was very smug and frowned: “Move the ‘brick', haha. ”

“Disgusting ~”

Ivana suddenly smacked Andy's bear mouth with delicacy, her eyes flashing and her mouth smiling. “Go, I'll accompany you. I'm in charge of your move! ”

“Ha--”

Andy shook his head and was dragged down the stairs by Ivana.

In the underground garage, under incandescent lights, like daylight, Andy and Ivana looked at black travel bags piled up like hills, glancing at each other and smiling brightly.

Ivana walked up and lifted the bags slightly with her hand, feeling too heavy and giving up immediately. She was pregnant and would never risk lifting the weight, even if it were a bag of gold.

“Go open the door.” Andy photographed her DAPG, and in Ivana's delicate voice, he casually lifted two black travel bags, weighed them, and whispered, “That's heavy enough, some busy. ”

“Ding--”

“Oh, no rush, slow luck, just think of it as exercise fitness, otherwise it's a waste of your energy and strength...” Ivana pressed open the elevator door and turned back to the delicate smile.

“Whoever said it was a waste, I used my strength on you, which you know best. Otherwise, why do you always ask for forgiveness? ”

“Phew ~”

The two were so flirtatious, chatting and coming to the safe house with the door open, Andy sighed and pulled a black travel bag zipper open, shining bright lights and golden.

“Wow...”

“Ah--”

Andy flipped the bag hard, the gold in the bag poured out, spread over the silver and white floor, and attracted Ivana, with her eyes wide open, to shout, the golden glow flashed and her eyes glamorous.

“Really, these are antique jewellery, you dump so little weight outward, it can cause injury.” Even the millionaire Ivana, who had seen the money, was shocked by the size of the bag's gold spread and by some of the fine gold jewellery in front of her, and she was shocked that if she really piled up those treasures, she would be deeply shocked herself.

Andy shrugged his shoulder, grabbed another bag, shouted, and continued to pour it out, saying in Ivana's delicate voice: "I'm going to restore that pile of scenes, and I'm going to let you sit on the Golden Throne until our child is born, and I'm going to put him or her on this' Golden Mountain ', and from now on, every time we have a child, we leave a picture as proof that each of them comes to the world, and when we're old enough to remember the beginning of every child's growth experience, they're born different! ”

The mist rose in Ivana's eyes, the crystal glittered, biting the red chun, moving up the front loop and hugging Andy's bear waist, putting his face in his arms, whispering softly: "Honey, I love you. ”

Andy squeezed Ivana in her arms, lowered her head and kissed her on the forehead, smiling back: “I love you too, very much. ”

The two were immersed in tender honey, and the little pile of gold and silver treasures scattered all over the place, gleaming with bright lights.

The bell rang at midnight and Ivana, who was browsing the computer, lazily beat up a debt. At this point, I heard the door opening in the bathroom, looking at Andy with only a white bath towel on his side, came out and said with a smile: "Thank you, darling. ”

Andy smiled and moved his arms and shoulders a little tired, vomiting: “Honestly, this physical activity is really tiring, much more than my training. ”

“Come on, sit down, I'll give you a massage, you're a great minister, let me treat you well...” Ivana stood up smiling, holding Andy's hand and letting him sit on the boss's chair, while she circled behind Andy and began massaging his shoulders with her hands.

“What are you looking at?” Andy was very comfortable with the massage and looked at the computer monitor and asked casually.

“By the way, I almost forgot if you don't ask, there's a message from your super fan, and I think you should see...” Ivana grabbed the mouse very actively, clicked a few times, pulled out of Andy's INS account platform page, and in Andy's curious and slightly frowned eyes, Message Speed found a message.

“Andy, hi, I'm a huge fan of yours... I'm still a depressed person, and people around me call me" The Big Girl, "but I feel like I've been cursed by Death, and I've chosen to end my life, but my parents who love me have stopped me... Perhaps my father is right, there are so many things in the world that I haven't experienced, so many places that I haven't been, and leaving like this is a shame, especially when I hear your" Orion Constellation, "and I decide to try and start my life anew, can you bless me? By the way, Andy, hurry up with the music album, we've been waiting for two years... ”

After reading the message, Andy frowned slightly, turning to Ivana's perfect side, and wondering, “Is there a problem? Well, I'll bless her whether she's really depressed or not. ”

To be honest, it's not that Andy is indifferent, but that there are too many fans who leave messages every day on his INS, Facebook and other JIAO software, all kinds of messages, all kinds of stories, some weird, excessive demands are even more numerous, looking for investment, selling ideas, asking for help, asking for money, and more like cow hair.

On weekdays, Andy's accounts were managed by Tory Blake, a junior assistant, with the help of a member of the secretariat. It's time to delete them. It's time to clean them up. It's time to hack them. He usually doesn't read fan messages.

“Why don't you take another look at this story...” Ivana shook her head slightly and said with a slight seriousness, opening a story from last September to show Andy.

“Luck or curse? Female college students suffered car accidents and air crashes on the same day! ”

“Me! It's a reality version of Reaper. ”

Andy looked at the headline with some gaze, at the story in the regional tabloid last year, and he took an incredible look at Ivana, and he watched the story carefully.

“Jordan Wells, an 18-year-old female college student in Wardford, Maryland, was known as the" Big Dead Girl "and she escaped death twice during the same day. Jordan survived a fatal car accident while traveling with a friend. Then Jordan was taken to the hospital by a rescue helicopter, which crashed into the forest and killed all the others on the helicopter, and Jordan survived again... ”

“Cough... ”

Andy was truly speechless, seemed to think of something, his face slightly changed, and this TM was too psychotic, because of his own personal experience, Andy was no longer a resolute atheist.

This college girl was really acting like a reaper, and the reaper failed, but she took a lot of people's lives, and Jordan was still alive and well, even though she said she was depressed.

Nima, anyone who comes across something like this will be afraid or depressed by strange eyes and discourse around them.