American Fortune Life

“Click, click...”

“Mr. Smith, where are you going... ”

“Mr. Smith, is the album finished? When will you be listed... “

“Mr. Smith, Shakira says she enjoys working with you, admires your talent, and will you work with her later... ”

“Rumor has it that Cheryl was able to start a new business in the United States because of your help... ”

Immediately after arriving at Honolulu International Airport, Andy got out of the car and was surrounded by numerous paparazzi and journalists, standing in a safe space isolated by bodyguards, Andy with sunglasses looking cold at flashing flashes and paws, with all sorts of problems in his ears and even problems with obvious provocations.

Andy has long had nothing to say about puppies in both England and the United States. As long as these guys get exclusive news, even if they get beaten up, it's as good as it gets. You know, some puppies with no bottom line can easily make millions of dollars a year. Even regular puppies make a hundred thousand, hundreds of thousands a year is very common. That's why the team of puppies gets bigger and bigger, and that's why they get rampant and unscrupulous.

The more paparazzi and reporters he watched, Andy was very pleased with his high-profile trip, and all he wanted to do was focus all the media attention on himself and find a way to get some assholes out of Hawaii who were disturbing his own harmonious backyard.

“Mr. Smith, say something, just one word, and we'll have a beer... ”

“Mr. Smith, do you have anything to say to your fans? ”

Andy heard a paparazzi shouting, he had to flip a white eye under his sunglasses, he wasn't ignoring the newspaper, a BBC reporter in the UK bet that as long as the reporters could get him to answer a question or even say a word in the interview, he would buy a beer with the paparazzi on the scene and the reporter, which if it were normal, Andy would never make sense, but it's bad luck for the Brit today.

With the help of the bodyguards and airport security, a safe passage was cleared and Andy walked into the airport lobby, looking at one side with disappointment, but still taking pictures and yelling at the puppies in question, faintly saying: "Next stop, London! ”

“Yes, yes... ”

The reporter, crowded in the front and repeatedly asking the question 'Next Destination', shouted in excitement, and the reporters and paparazzi on the scene were applauded with a big laugh, and then the noisier issues were shouted out, following Andy's steps, and the surrounding paparazzi began to crowd forward, forcing the bodyguards and airport security guards to retreat and shrink the safety circle until Andy walked into the door and the paparazzi were stopped by the security guards.

“Go back for a drink! ”

Andy has left, and the paparazzi blocked in front of the airport have begun to disperse, one by one, and one begins to look at the photos just taken in his camera. I don't know who shouted in exchange for some senior puppy's despicable eyes and white eyes.

“Idiot! ”

“He's supposed to be on the scene watching the Hot Spurs Championship... Yeah, book me a hotel room, I'll send you a photo, I'll get a ticket right away... ”

Notebooks have begun to be taken out of the backpack, and journalists and paparazzis sitting against the wall are busy taking out storage cards from their cameras and plugging them into the notebook, whispering, while dozens of other paparazzis and journalists make phone calls before walking straight into the airport lobby.

Watching a fellow who was grabbing the news, the young paparazzi, who was crying out for a drink, stood in awkwardness and laughed, but soon he called with his phone and rushed into the airport lobby, and he finally realized he was going to buy a flight to London.

Inside the airport, Andy quickly drove to his private apron in a battery car, outside the hangar where his air palace Boeing 747 was located, and saw a faint smile on his face after he had mounted a gangway and parked two SUV cars not far away.

“Are they early? ”

Andy stepped on the steps of the gangway and turned his head to ask the guard standing guard next to the gangway.

“Arrived 15 minutes ago, boarded. ”

When he heard the answer, Andy nodded, no longer stopping, and walked up the stairs quickly, "Call the captain and take off! ”

“Okay, boss. ”

At this time in the air palace, Shakira, wearing a white shirt and ripped washed jeans, is being smiled sweetly, wearing a black dress with a red belt, perfectly highlighting the woman's waistline and leading her back to the living room of the cabin with a beautiful blonde stewardess in an elegant uniform that stretches her body proportions.

Just after a tour, Shakira was truly shocked by Andy's luxuriously renovated and science-fiction facilities at this aerial palace, which, although she could afford a private plane at her price, was also a super luxury for her to think about.

“How do you feel? ”

Wearing only a large V-neck white camisole, paired with a khaki high waist trouser, Cheryl closed the magazine in her hand, lifted the red, beautifully make-up face, and asked Shakira, smiling sweetly.

Looking at Cheryl's half-covered, if there is some dazzling arrogance, she also has to lament this British sweet hot YOU confusion, no wonder he will enjoy it regardless of the venue, of course, this little Birch wind sao in front of her, she has also secretly seen it, there is a set.

However, Shakira is not jealous of Cheryl because she is confident that she is better than the other person, although younger than herself, but to speak of style, she is Latin days later, Feng waist, electric T, but she is famous for making men's souls upside down killers.

“Luxury, sophisticated can only be a constant exclamation... Especially that pool, it's hard to imagine, the bottom of the pool can clearly look over the earth, still so clear, think a little tui soft. ”

“Oh, it's really exciting, you can try it later, it feels really good.” Cheryl frowned and laughed, seemingly not caring that what she said would reveal a lot of information, that Shakira would find out, and perhaps, in her view, soon, this Latin bastard would be next to her, becoming an intimate comrade with her, fighting the Great Demon King together.

Shakira's face lagged, her eyes sparkled, and after a few seconds of staring at Cheryl, who was not laughing, she shook her head and laughed: “Forget it, I'm a little scared of heights, I'm afraid I'll scream. ”

Saying, Shakira glanced at Cheryl stepping on a slender, long tui with a cropped heel, pointing to the edge of her shorts, and a large tui circle of tattoos made up of a red rose and a circle of strange green vines, turning the conversation around and saying, “Nice tattoo. What's the point? ”

Cheryl grinned and caressed the tattoo gently, shrugging her shoulders: "My favorite rose, originally intended to be tattooed on the back, but someone didn't like it, so I had to do a little tattoo. These are mutant letters, me and his name. ”

“Why?“

Cheryl, who looked sweet and careless, was really surprised at Shakira's honesty. Shouldn't she be careful to keep secrets? After all, this is a big scandal for their stars.

“I mean, is it worth it, after all, there's no future for him... ”

“Oh, I'm happy now, I'm really happy to be myself, what he brings me is that I've never felt a living self, you know that feeling of peace, don't worry about everything, don't be scared of the exasperation, keep my personality set, fame, etc... ”

Cheryl's face filled with a relaxed smile, saw Andy appearing at the end of the hallway, the smile on his face was even brighter, and his eyes became a little lost, “He would make people addicted, thinking about the deadly poison, knowing it had no results, but it made people YU just couldn't. ”

“Really?” Shakira looked at Cheryl, thinking about Andy's contact over the past few days, and had to say that she was really attracted to each other's humor and that amazing talent, as well as the utmost consideration, to say that the emotionalist, as high as 140, had not noticed Andy's offense against her and was absolutely lying to herself.

“Oh, two beautiful women, what are you talking about, the atmosphere so heavy?” Andy walked right over, looked at the contemplative Shakira, looked at Cheryl for questioning, and leaned over without any hesitation, kissing Cheryl bright red chun.

“Talking about you, saying that you are a poison that smears honey, tempting and deadly.” Cheryl smiled and frowned.

“That's how you usually slander me behind my back!” Andy has an exaggerated look on his face, then he leans over and embraces the patch of Shakira, “Shakira, you don't believe her, do you? ”

“I think Cheryl's right, he should really stay away from you, or he'll really get into it.” Shakira and Andy looked at each other and shook their heads and smiled, leaving Andy's eyes blinking.