American Fortune Life

Just when Brooklyn Deck was at a loss, he suddenly heard a hoarse voice from the side.

"Anything to eat? Great, Brooklynn, why are you standing still? Are you hurt too? Damn it, Andy, you're so rude! I got hurt there."

The two turned their heads and saw that Marissa Miller was yawning while walking in a very ill-fitting T-shirt. Although her walking posture was a bit awkward, she moved quickly to the table and grabbed the plate with her hands. The ham and toast, chewed a few times, swallowed it, drank the glass of milk, let out a long breath, "I thought I was going to die here last night..."

Andy rolled his eyes and greeted Brooklynn to sit down to eat. The girl seemed to think of something, snorted softly, and sat down to eat breakfast.

Marissa glanced back and forth on Andy and Brooklyn, and finally looked at Andy carefully, "Andy, are you a monster?"

Andy looked at the vacuum state, and the little sympathetic Mei pointed out the protruding spring light, full of temptation, glared fiercely, resisted her urge to practice the Fa on the spot, picked up a sandwich and gave it to the silent Brooklyn, " Eat your breakfast!"

Marissa seemed to see Brooklyn's strangeness, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, she couldn't help sneering in her heart, and sneered unceremoniously: "Brooklyn, what's wrong with you? You're so listless, eat the "big banana" last night Have you held up a bit?"

The black line on Andy's head, watching Brooklyn's pretty face blushing and glaring at Marisa, couldn't help but patted his forehead, knowing it was going to break.

Unexpectedly, Brooklynn just took a few breaths, her chest heaved a few times, and she responded calmly and unceremoniously: "My mouth is not as easy to use as yours, and the retching taste is unpleasant! "

Seeing that the two of them were about to break out into a war, Andy could only helplessly tap the body of the goblet with his fork, "Hey, girls, didn't we get along very well last night? It's not good to quarrel. What a girl should do, whoever is arguing, I'll treat her to a banana breakfast right away."

After the two women looked at each other with strange expressions, they both snorted coldly, but no one stirred up trouble and started to eat breakfast.

After the three of them had breakfast, Marisa still didn't want to change her clothes, she was still a little sympathetic, with a pair of long and toned legs bare, and she brewed coffee in the kitchen with her bare feet.

Andy didn't seem to want to leave when he looked at Brooklyn, who was bowing his head in silence. Andy scratched his head a little. Shouldn't they exchange numbers and then go their separate ways? Don't these two women want to rely on me?

for money? Impossible, they wouldn't abuse themselves like this, and it's not a *****, although he knows that both of them have a purpose, but shouldn't they have to ask for it now?

Could it be that he was reluctant to part with his big banana and wanted to entangle himself after tasting it last night? Looking at the hostile attitude of the two towards each other, wouldn't they really have this idea?

While Andy was thinking about it, Marissa Miller twisted her coquettish body to bring the coffee over. Seeing that there was also a cup in front of Brooklyn, Andy couldn't help nodding secretly, but he was a little impatient.

Marissa sipped her coffee lightly, squinting her eyes at Brooklyn Deck, who was hostile to her. This little bitch seemed to want to entangle Andy, and she wanted to dominate the opportunity, even if she couldn't be because of her age. Andy's official girlfriend, she wouldn't let this little bitch succeed either.

In Andy's eyes, no matter what these two women think, don't expect him to be fettered, a long-term **** or an underground lover can be considered.

"Cough cough, well, we all had a good night last night. Although it's absurd, our relationship can be maintained until one day you ask for no longer contact. Everyone has no opinion." Di knew that he could pluck birds ruthlessly and leave without explaining anything,

After all, it's what you want and what you want. Didn't this use a little force on Brooklyn during the double FEI last night? He didn't want these two women to hate him.

Besides, this kind of request he made is completely taking advantage of himself. As for what demands they have on him, as long as it is within his ability, he can still help. Of course, with excessive demands, Andy can only treat her. .

"I have no problem, but people love the feeling of rushing into the sky, dear." Marisa replied with a smile, and she rubbed her feet on Andy's calf with her feet under the table. Di Qiang resisted her temptation, glared at the woman who started to SAO, and turned to look at Brooklyn Deck.

Brooklyn Decker looked at Marisa and couldn't help cursing, "Bitch, she's just a bitch!" He didn't look away from Andy's questioning, but said in a tone of grievance and shame: " I'm not the kind of person you think!"

"Pfft~~~"

Just as Andy was about to speak for comfort, he heard Marissa Miller sneer contemptuously: "What kind of person are you? Joan of Arc? This is Hollywood! Salim said what happened last night before, An Dee Smith, best-selling author, new billionaire, hottest talking point, young and handsome, with a perfect body, which of those little bitches here isn't trying to seduce him?"

Andy frowned, looking at Brooklyn Decker, who was about to become annoyed when Marisa Miller took off his disguise, blushed and clenched his teeth. He patted the table to stop Marisa from continuing to speak.

"Okay! Don't be arguing, Brooklyn, for not respecting your opinion last night... ahem, I'm sorry, I know you're a good girl, I mean nothing else, you're just too charming , I don't want to lose you because of what happened last night, can you understand my heart? You said that your dream is to make a movie. Although I am not a big person in Hollywood, I still have some connections. As a good friend, I will try my best to help you realize your dreams, of course, beyond my ability, I can't do anything, I hope you can understand."

When Brooklyn heard Andy's words, her eyes were a little red, her lips were trembling slightly, she seemed to be struggling, she opened her mouth to say something and then held it back. Andy knew that she was still a 19-year-old girl after all, with a thin skin. She couldn't accept a vague transaction-like relationship for a while, but Andy believed she would figure it out.

"What about you? What do you need me to do?" Andy turned to look at Marisa, who was staring at Brooklyn with a sneer, and asked her directly instead of detouring. For those who have played for many years, it is easier to go straight.

"Hehe, it's really not cute, it really is a genius, and I really fell in love with you." Marissa circled the rim of the white porcelain coffee cup with her fingers, and her eyes were slow with a hint of playfulness. Slowly became absent-minded, without brilliance, sighed softly, with a sad wry smile.

"In 2001, I ran into a famous surfing photographer, Mario Testino, on a California beach, and he said he was so excited by the natural scent on me that he soon appeared in Vogue. A group of beautiful photos with the theme of my surfing." Looking at Marissa Miller with a real smile in the open air, recalling perhaps the best time, Andy sipped coffee and listened quietly, Brooklyn Deckard also calmed down, but the corners of his lips curled up in disdain for Marisa's memory.

"Hehe, at that time, I thought I would become a star soon. I gave up my ideal of becoming a teacher and joined the fashion industry without hesitation. It was only when I entered that I realized how easy things are. It is so easy to become a supermodel and a star. Things, beautiful face? Tall and plump body? Oh, let alone how many qualified girls there are in the United States, there are countless such girls in California alone, and finally I understand what is most important, opportunity! Only opportunity is the most important thing , but why should the opportunity be given to you? No fame, no background, no connections, where did the opportunity come from? If you want an opportunity, you need to find those who have resources, but what can you give them in return for a chance? Fashion circle , hehe, the people who said they gave me a chance looked at me and wanted to eat me, they were just interested in my face and body, no matter if I gave you the opportunity or not, you have to have fun with them first, and then you want to resist? Block you in minutes..."

Marissa Miller seemed to have opened the door to memory, and she explained all the distress of these years. The expression on the face of Brooklyn Dyke, who was still mocking her in her heart, also darkened, and she felt the same way.

Andy was speechless and could only be silent. He believed that what Marisa said was from the heart, but he did not have much sympathy and pity. His mind was not 21 years old like his age, and he had already passed the stage of passion. He will not blame those who carry out the QIAN rules, after all, he is also one of those who have the resources to do so, because this is the reality.

Who told you to want to be famous and become a star? Who made you want to make big money? No one is forcing you, so don't complain if you pay the price for the opportunity!

Marisa peeked at Andy, who was drinking coffee silently. The expression on his face didn't change at all, and there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

Brooklynn glanced at Andy's young and handsome face, and seemed to have thought of something. She was young, but she was not a fool. She quickly understood the purpose of Marisa's words, and cursed a scheming bitch. His hostility was aimed at, and he sneered: "For the opportunity to sleep with others, it's really shameless."

Marissa looked at Brooklyn with a wry smile and said, "Not everyone can be as lucky as you. You can sign with Sports Illustrated at this age and have the opportunity to come to Hollywood to achieve your dreams. Besides, you don't have to laugh at me. If I really accept the conditions of those people, and it's not to the point where it's tepid right now."

"Hmph, then who knows!" Brooklynn sneered with her arms around her chest, not caring at all how attractive the pair of 36C peaks squeezed by her arms were.

"you----"

Marissa Miller glared angrily at the beautiful young face on the opposite side that made her jealous, and really wanted to stretch out her nails and scratch it a few times.