American Fortune Life
Chapter 1327: Do not look back
Early on Sunday, November 16.
Four Seasons Hotel George V, a super-large with a white veil drooping around it. Andy woke up from the entanglement between the two European goddesses, looked at the two who were still asleep, closed their eyes again, While stroking the two smooth backs from side to side, he realized the sense of accomplishment that made him quite content.
Jiangshan Beauty.
Andy is constantly chasing these female stars, not only because of their outstanding looks, but also because of their fame and status in the entertainment industry, and this can not only satisfy Andy's vanity, but more importantly conquer yu! Because actresses are sought after! Isn't it the beauty of those who are sought after by many fans?
For example, Monica and Sophie who are now around them, not only do every French want them, but they do n’t know how much they are liked and sought after in the world. Alas, he did n’t just get one. Playing on his own, being whipped by him, he was alive and beautiful!
"Smiling so proud, what are you thinking?" Sophie, who was awakened by Andy's stroking, blinked his sleepy eyes, looked at the handsome smiling face close by, and couldn't help laughing and asked with a husky voice. Road.
Opening my eyes, Andy and Sophie's clear and charming eyes, messy bangs, still beautiful face and sweet smile, said with a smile: "I'm proud and proud of myself, I can meet you two goddesses at the same time , I was so excited when I think of it, I watched you huanhuan under me last night, it was so refreshing! "
"You are a bastard!" Sophie listened to Andy's undisguised straight words and was laughed at directly. He grabbed the little Andy who started to wake up and slammed hard, grinning someone's pain. .
"It's not letting people sleep ..." Monica frowned with her eyes closed, muttering a bit uncomfortably, then turned her back, ignoring the two dog men and women who had begun to frolic early in the morning.
The rosy-looking Sophie glanced at Monica's back, watching Andy, who was about to raise Qiang to kill her, and hit him with anger, said charmingly: "Go to the bathroom."
"No problem, hehe, but I will use qiang to take you away ..."
"Damn ... you are such a bastard!"
"Haha." Andy proudly picked up Sophie, who was walking towards the bathroom, and Monica created her eyes and dragged the quilt. ... I am the dividing line of gentian Liangyin qiang ...
More than an hour later, Monica lifted the quilt, picked up a nightgown and draped it from the side, yawned, walked into the bathroom lazily, and looked at the messy bathroom. There was standing water everywhere, and it turned over badly. After rolling his eyes, he walked into the shower room, took off his robe, opened the shower and started to take a shower.
After taking a shower, Monica put on a thick white bathrobe, wiped her hair, shook it a few times, walked out of the bathroom, came to the living room, and heard Sophie Lang's laughter in the restaurant. Walk slowly towards the restaurant.
"Good morning, dear." Andy, greeting Monica when she saw Monica walk in, burying her face in Sophie's pink neck.
Monica just glanced at Andy, and then opened her bathrobe's placket wide open, leaving Lu Shan's claws to wan, and some Sufi who put lang-shaped skeletons joked: "How hungry you are, really addictive! "
"Giggle, who makes me have a good appetite." Sophie reached out and wrapped her arms around Andy's head, giggle and raised an eyebrow at Monica.
Monica smirked and sat on the dining chair next to her, took a newspaper, looked down while opening it at the dining table, picked up a napkin and spread it on tui. She picked up the croissant on the side and tore it, dipping it I ordered strawberry jam, put it in my mouth, grabbed another Italian grilled hang and took a bite.
"By the way, did you also receive an invitation to open the Atlantis Hotel in Palm Island?"
After hearing Monica's question, Sophie, who had become glamorous again, opened her eyes and laughed tremblingly: "Well, I heard that it will cost 20 million US dollars to hold a grand opening ceremony. The media said that For "the biggest party in ten years," there are more than 2,000 celebrity guests. "
"Andy, are you going?" Monica looked at Andy, who was still working on Sophie, and asked a little bit angrily.
"I originally wanted to say declining, depending on the situation. After all, I was very busy, but Sheikh called me personally, and I couldn't refuse ..." Andy shrugged, said rather helplessly, taking back himself Lushan Claw, threw a fork on the bottom of the table, and placed it on Sophie's shoulder, pressing down a few times to signal.
Sophie gave Andy a glamorous look, and still picked it up intently, fell to the fork at the bottom of the table, and went to drink the fresh beef nai prepared by Andy for her.
This can also be regarded as a self-made zui, clothing and food!
Monica looked at Andy **** who raised her eyebrows with a soothing look on her face, shook her head and smiled: "Sheykh? Will Ivana go too?"
"Di worshipped the boss, she refused. She is now worried about raising her baby, di worship is hot, and she has to fly long distances, she won't take risks." He said.
Monica blinked her eyes a few times, and then smiled with an upturned corner of her mouth: "I heard that Charlize Theron will also be present, and they also threatened that the fireworks display at the party was seven times larger than the Beijing Olympics. It would be very exciting Hilarious! "
Andy listened to Monica's accent on the word "lively", but just poked and said indifferently: "More than 2,000 celebrities and celebrities, the liveliness is normal. Several European royal families have participated, and the desert tyrants His face is still great. "
About ten minutes or so, Sophie stood up with a fork and swollen up, and flushed and vomited: "Asshole, are you deliberate? You go to death, do n’t make it, I ’m hungry. eat……"
Sophie, who was watching the picket, picked up the water glass to gargle, Andy pulled the corner of his mouth with a black thread, and looked at the protesting Andy, and turned to Monica for help.
"Don't even think about it ..."
In the end, under the joint resistance of the two goddesses, Andy could only choose to helplessly pull down his head, and go to breakfast in a harmonious atmosphere.
"When do you fly to London?"
"At 10 o'clock, if you are willing to accompany me to go back to sleep for a while, it will be OK in the afternoon," Andy said shamelessly to Sophie.
"Just right, I'm going back to Rome, too." Monica lowered her knife and fork, picked up the white napkin and wiped the red **** gracefully, stood up, and walked out, "I'm full, I'll pack my luggage. "
"Will you go to London with me?"
"I have a magazine cover and an advertisement to shoot, and we show up together, that is almost equivalent to telling the outside world that our relationship is not ordinary, I don't want to make myself a French swearer."
Sophie knows better than anyone. They have a relationship with Andy even if it is in Europe. After all, Andy has a fiancee. Of course, the most important thing is the age gap between Andy, and Andy's identity and wealth. This can easily make them a seducer in the eyes of people, a bad woman, and hurt their own reputation.
"Well, let's meet with you, it won't be a few days anyway, and then we will exchange new knowledge ..."
Sophie smiled leaning forward and got up with Andy. It seems that this French kiss is really addictive to Andy's big radish. It is also, after all, da and crisp, resistant to water and nutrition. high!
Immediately, Andy embraced the two goddesses from one side to the other, and kissed the two red huns back and forth. Some reluctantly let go of their hands, looking at a smile that was sweet and charming, and some who were cold and gleaming each with sunglasses. Going hand in hand, Andy gave his bodyguard a slight chin gesture, and the bodyguard nodded, then quickly followed.
The little assistant behind her with a black slim ol dress was a pout, and she looked at all this. She was very upset that the devil was obsessed with two middle-aged women. I really do n’t know what the devil likes them.