American Fortune Life

After dinner, Andy leaned on the sofa, holding the remote control to switch channels in a bored way, and switched to a gossip news program, and then stopped.

Picking up the phone and looking at it, there was still no reply. Andy curled his lips involuntarily, watched the gossip news on TV, blinked his eyes twice, and slammed down the sofa.

"Shet, how did I forget about this show!"

Andy jumped up from the sofa, found a pen and paper and began to write the outline. His AMC TV station was about to be established, and all the good variety show ideas in his hand were sold by him, so he wanted to create a A good program that is suitable to increase ratings comes.

Looking at the news reports of Hollywood's gorgeous female stars and the wives of various male stars, he remembered that he had seen a little raw "Beverly Housewives", which not only satisfied the audience's expectations for the lives of these ladies. Spying on YU, the most important thing is that there is nothing more entertaining than watching a group of hypocritical bitches tearing up.

While writing the outline with a smirk, Andy muttered: "Hey, put a few scenes together, tsk tsk, it's hard not to be lively, don't you want to be exposed, want to show off, I will give you a chance..."

At this moment, the mobile phone that was put aside rang. Andy grabbed the mobile phone and read the text message. With a smile on his face, he reached out from his pants pocket and took out a remote control the size of a round coin. Stuffed the pen and pen into the backpack, bent down and started to put on the running shoes, put on the backpack, put on the hood, left from the side door of the villa, and disappeared into the backyard in the night.

"Hoo-hoo--"

In a room of the Beverly Hills Hotel known as the Pink Palace, Andy was sweating, lying on his back on the wound, breathing heavily, calming down his previous intense physical exertion.

Turning his head to look at the perfect plump curves that were still lying on the top of the lv, Andy admired unsatisfactorily: "Monica, you are simply incomparable, you can make me happy every time, my God, you really make me happy." I'm crazy!"

Even Monica, who was completely drenched, still didn't recover from it now. She grabbed the hand of the bed sheet, moved it lightly a few times, and turned her head slowly. There was a trace of confusion on the hot and beautiful Yan , but with time, the blurred eyes slowly regained their clarity, and he exhaled a deep breath, as if driving away all the grievances accumulated in his heart.

Slowly getting up, he reached out lazily and took out a slender cigarette from the creative cabinet, "Ding!" The Dupont lighter was turned on and lit, and after taking a puff, he let out a long puff of smoke, with a smile on his face. Satisfied, she smiled charmingly, speaking in her oddly pronounced English with an Italian accent.

"You're a complete asshole!"

"Is this a compliment?" Andy smiled and supported his head with his right hand,

Looking sideways at the charming infinite amorous feelings, watching the Italian goddess elegantly smoking an after-event cigarette, with a satisfied lazy charm on her face.

"Will you treat your girlfriend the same way you treated me before? Reckless and reckless..."

"Of course! It's just that she couldn't hold on, that's why you fascinated me so much. Jing product makes me feel happy." Andy stretched out his hand to caress Monica's tui, and praised without hesitation.

"Maybe it was a mistake for me to come to the United States this time..." Monica gracefully put the cigarette on the crystal ashtray, raised her arms to gather up her chestnut hair wet with sweat, tied it up, and didn't care at all Andy, who was enjoying the charming scenery, stared at her impressive bust with a pair of green eyes.

"However, since things are already like this, let's leave it like this. At least I can guarantee that I have a perfect sex life, which will keep my mood happy for a long time. In the tug-of-war against time, it can leave a mark on my face. The dappled shadows come later."

"Your beauty has nothing to do with youth, it is the ultimate charm of maturity that extends behind the brilliance. Didn't you say that this is the most beautiful period of your life? It is a great honor to be able to enjoy this beauty exclusively!"

"Giggle..." Monica laughed tremblingly, exhaled a puff of smoke, pursed her lips and shook her head with a smile, "Greedy little guy..."

Turning back to extinguish the cigarette butt, and getting off the bed, Monica walked to the bathroom, glanced at Andy and said, "Little guy, do you still have strength?"

"Don't doubt it!" Andy made a bodybuilding movement, followed closely by Xia Chuang, hugged Monica Fengni's delicate body from behind, and walked into the bathroom together with her charming laughter.

next morning.

Stretching out his hands and groping for nothing, Andy slowly opened his sleepy eyes. There was a figure of you beside him. He yawned involuntarily, and sat up lazily. Xia Chuang picked up his nightgown and put it on, and walked into the room. Started washing in the bathroom.

This is an ambassador suite, about 120 square meters, with a separate bedroom and living room, whether it is leisure or office, you can enjoy a large and comfortable space. When Andy came to the living room, Monica had already ordered breakfast.

"Good morning, my goddess."

"Good morning, little one."

"No, honey, I've said it long ago, don't call me a little guy, look, it's a big guy, haven't you suffered from him?" Andy put his arms around Monica's waist, grimacing. sniffing lightly on her neck.

"Stop making trouble, get out of here after breakfast, you're a lunatic, this is the Beverly Hills Hotel, full of celebrities and reporters, aren't you afraid of being exposed?"

Andy kissed Monica's extremely rosy cheeks, sat down on the breakfast table, threw away the napkin, laid it leisurely, picked up a piece of bread and smiled, "To be honest, I'm really Don't be afraid, I have a long private room here, and I can go up directly in a while."

"Hehe, it's not for cheating..." Monica also sat down gracefully, watching Andy's expression change with a half-smile expression on her face.

"Really, there is one in the Four Seasons Hotel, which is used to hide from the paparazzi. You know, sometimes I need a quiet environment to write novels, and those damn paparazzi at home are tossing around outside all day. My two dogs I was often teased and barked, so I had to hide."

Andy won't tell her the truth, a woman's intuition is sometimes scary, she guessed right, he stole the Australian sweetheart Miranda Kerr here, and it's also very enjoyable and enjoyable, which makes people think about it!

Monica smiled lightly, not to dwell on this kind of problem. After all, the relationship between the two is just a founding partner, and investing too much emotion will only make each other entangled and embarrassed. The two of them are pursuing happiness together, not looking for abuse.

"Monica, you should have a foothold in Los Angeles. You can't stay in a hotel all the time, can you?"

"That's fine, I don't like the American environment, I'm a European. When I come back to Europe, I feel comfortable, and I don't know how to spend a long time with these people in Hollywood, people here are too concerned about money and money. Success, the worst thing for me is that most of them like to suck DU. Andy, don't try to make me a part of Hollywood, I will come here to make movies, if I need me, Hollywood is not a part of my life.. .”

After Monica got divorced, she really thought about moving to Hollywood, but during the time she came here, she found that it was still the same Hollywood she had seen before, and there was still no change in Vanity Fair.

Opportunity, opportunity, always tense, no personal concealment, paparazzi stealing PAI everywhere, open and secret fights everywhere, all kinds of transactions are made public, making people feel depressed and nervous. A comfortable life forms a violent conflict.

Andy is a little helpless. To put it bluntly, Monica has been eliminated by Hollywood, and she can no longer adapt to the clockwork rhythm of Vanity Fair. Perhaps from the very beginning, Monica was just a passerby in Hollywood, who came to be gilded. The good thing is that she succeeded in gold-plating, but the bad thing is that gold-plating is just gold-plating after all.

"Okay, I respect your decision, but don't pick up those crap movies in Europe, especially the ones that make you undress, damn it, those crap directors playing hooligans under the banner of literary films, just want to Use your selling point to cheat the box office."

Monica giggled coquettishly and said: "The salary of 45 million euros is hard for me to refuse, and I don't need to waste much energy and time. I know their purpose very well, that's why I accept a job offer from Hollywood every year." Two movies, even supporting roles."

"You won't be dissatisfied with the second-line salary that the summit gave you this time?" It's impossible for Andy to give money to Monica directly, and the nature of the relationship between the two will change, which will make Monica angry. I can only give her money in this tactful way, so that she can live more freely.

"Well, I'm very satisfied, or my agent in Hollywood was a little surprised, I didn't expect that a so-called international movie star like me can get a second-tier salary of 5 million yuan, and I'm still the leading actress, hehe, should I say thank you ?”

"Your box office appeal in Europe is worth the price, and the boys in America still have the truest and best fantasies about you, and they will walk into theaters for you."

Andy looked at Monica's classic and beautiful face, with clear and bright black eyes, and said seriously.