Chapter 915: 915
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After dinner, Andy leaned on the sofa, some bored with the remote control to change the station, to a gossip news program, which stopped.
He picked up his cell phone and looked at it, but there was still no reply. Andy couldn't help turning his back and watching the gossip on TV. He blinked twice and snapped the sofa.
"Shetter, how can I forget this show!"
Andy jumps up from the sofa and starts to write the outline with a pen and paper. His AMC TV station is about to be set up. All his good variety ideas are sold by him, so he wants to think of a good program to increase the audience rating.
Looking at the news reports of Hollywood's showy female stars and the wives of various male stars, he thought of seeing a little raw Rou's "lovewife Beverly", which can not only satisfy the audience's prying into the lives of these ladies, but also, most importantly, what is more amusing than watching a group of fake bitches tear.
Andy is writing the outline with a bad smile, and muttering: "hey hey, it's hard not to be busy. You want to expose and show off. I'll give you a chance..."
Just then, the mobile phone on the other side rings. Andy grabs the mobile phone and looks at the text message. He smiles. He reaches out and takes out a round coin sized remote control from his pants pocket and presses it. He puts paper and pen into his backpack. He bends down and starts to put on running shoes, backpack, hood, and the side door of the villa. He disappears in the backyard at night Inside.
In a guest room of Beverly Hills Hotel, known as the pink palace, Andy was lying on the wound with sweat on his back, breathing heavily and calming down his previous strenuous physical exertion.
Turning around to look at the perfect fengni curve still lying on the creation, not inch LV, Andy said with endless admiration: "Monica, you are incomparable, you can make me happy every time, God, you really make me crazy!"
Even though Monica, who has penetrated Shu, still hasn't slowed down. She grasps Chuang's single hand, moves a few times, and turns her head slowly. On the hot and beautiful Yan's face, she is a little confused. However, as time goes on, the confused eyes slowly recover and clear, exhaling a deep breath of turbid Qi, which seems to drive away all the resentments in her heart.
Slowly get up, some lazy hand out from the cupboard out of a slender cigarette, "Ding!" The DuPont lighter was turned on and lit. After taking a sip, she let out a long puff of smoke. Her face was full of satisfaction and a charming smile, she said in English with her strange Italian accent.
"You're a total jerk!"
"Is that praise?" Andy laughs and props up his head with his right hand. He looks at the charming infinite amorous feelings on his side. He looks at the elegant smoke after the event of the Italian goddess, and the languid charm of his face.
"Will you treat your girlfriend like you did to me? No scruples and reckless actions "
"Of course! It's just that she can't hold on, so you make me so obsessed, Jing product, let me feel happy and dripping. " Andy reached out and stroked Monica's Tui, without hesitation.
"Maybe it was a mistake for me to come to America this time..." Monica gracefully put her cigarette on the crystal ashtray, raised her arms to gather her chestnut hair wet with sweat, tied it up, and didn't care about Andy, who was enjoying the charming scenery. Her green eyes were staring at her scale, which was amazing and arrogant.
"However, since things have been like this, let's do so. At least I can guarantee that I have a perfect Xing life, which will keep me in a good mood for a long time. In the battle with time, it can make the mottled shadow on my face come later."
"Your beauty has nothing to do with youth. It's the ultimate charm of Shu behind the brilliance. Didn't you say that this is your most beautiful period of life? It's a great honor to enjoy this beauty alone! "
" cluck... " Monica smiled in a daze, spitting out a mouthful of smoke, chuckled and said, "greedy little guy..."
Turning back to put out the cigarette butts, Monica went to the bathroom and looked at Andy and said, "little guy, do you have any strength?"
"Don't doubt it!" Andy made a body-building movement, and also made a hit. He hugged Monica foni's body and walked into the bathroom together with her charming Mei's laughter.
The next morning.
He fumbled and felt the emptiness. Andy slowly opened his eyes. There was a figure of you beside him. He yawned and sat up lazily. He took up his robe and put it on. He went into the bathroom and began to wash.
This is an ambassador suite, about 120 square meters. It has a Du bedroom and living room. Whether it's for leisure or office, you can enjoy a large and comfortable space. By the time Andy came into the living room, Monica had already ordered breakfast.
"Good morning, my goddess."
"Good morning, little man.""No, honey, I've already said it. Don't call me little guy. Look, it's a Hu. Haven't you ever suffered from him?" Andy put his arm around Monica's waist and sniffed her neck.
"Don't make any noise. After breakfast, get out of here. You're a lunatic. This is Beverly Hills Hotel. It's all stars and journalists. Aren't you afraid of exposure?"
Andy kissed Monica on her ruddy cheek, sat down on the breakfast table, shook off the napkin, laid it down leisurely, picked up a piece of bread and smiled, "to be honest, I'm not afraid. I have a long private room here. I'll go straight up in a moment."
"Ha ha, it can't be used to steal Qing..." Monica also sat down gracefully, with a smiley expression on her face, watching Andy's expression change.
"It's not true. There's also a four seasons hotel. It's all used to hide from dogs. You know, I need a quiet environment when I write novels. But those damn dogs at home are out all day. My two dogs are often barked by teasing, so they have to hide."
Andy won't tell her the truth. Sometimes women's intuition is terrible. She guessed it right. He stole the Australian sweetheart Miranda Kerr here, and he was also very addicted, happy and memorable!
Monica smiled a little and didn't bother with this problem. After all, the relationship between the two was just a partner. Too much emotion would only make each other entangled and embarrassed. The two were together to pursue happiness, not to seek abuse.
"Monica, you should have a foothold in Los Angeles. You can't stay in a hotel all the time, can you? "
"That's good. I don't like the American environment. I'm European. When I go back to Europe, I feel comfortable, and I don't know how to get along with Hollywood people for a long time. People here care too much about money and success. What I can't accept is that most of them like to smoke Du. Andy, don't try to make me a part of Hollywood. I'll come here to make movies. Hollywood is not a part of my life if I need to. "
After her divorce, Monica really wanted to move to Hollywood, but during the time she came here, she found that this was the Hollywood she had seen before, and there was still no change in fame and wealth.
Opportunities, opportunities, always tense spirit, no personal hidden Si, everywhere paparazzi steal Pai, everywhere are open-ended, all kinds of transactions, make people feel depressed and nervous, which has formed a fierce conflict with her lazy and comfortable life after several years of success.
Andy is a little helpless. To be frank, Monica has been eliminated by Hollywood. She can't adapt to the wind up rhythm of fame and wealth. Maybe from the beginning, Monica was just a passer-by of Hollywood. She came to gild. On the good side, she succeeded in gilding. On the bad side, after all, gilding is just gilding.
"Well, I respect your decision, but don't mess around with those European junk films, especially those who let you undress and untie. Damn it, those junk directors who play hooligans under the banner of literary films just want to use your selling points to cheat the box office."
Monica giggled and said, "it's hard for me to refuse the 45 million euro film payment, and I don't need to waste much time and effort. I know their purpose very well, so I will receive one or two Hollywood films every year, even supporting roles."
"You won't be dissatisfied with the second-line pay that Pinnacle gave you this time?" Andy can't give money directly to Monica, so the Xing quality of the relationship between the two will change, which will make Monica angry, so she can only use this kind of euphemism to send money to her, 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 I, the so-called international movie star, could still get the second-line five million films, or the heroine. Hehe, should I say thank you?"
"Your box office appeal in Europe is worth this price, and American boys still hold the most real and beautiful QY fantasy for you, they will walk into the cinema for you."
Andy looked at Monica's classic and beautiful face, clear and bright black eyes, and said earnestly.
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After dinner, Andy leaned on the sofa, some bored with the remote control to change the station, to a gossip news program, which stopped.
He picked up his cell phone and looked at it, but there was still no reply. Andy couldn't help turning his back and watching the gossip on TV. He blinked twice and snapped the sofa.
"Shetter, how can I forget this show!"
Andy jumps up from the sofa and starts to write the outline with a pen and paper. His AMC TV station is about to be set up. All his good variety ideas are sold by him, so he wants to think of a good program to increase the audience rating.
Looking at the news reports of Hollywood's showy female stars and the wives of various male stars, he thought of seeing a little raw Rou's "lovewife Beverly", which can not only satisfy the audience's prying into the lives of these ladies, but also, most importantly, what is more amusing than watching a group of fake bitches tear.
Andy is writing the outline with a bad smile, and muttering: "hey hey, it's hard not to be busy. You want to expose and show off. I'll give you a chance..."
Just then, the mobile phone on the other side rings. Andy grabs the mobile phone and looks at the text message. He smiles. He reaches out and takes out a round coin sized remote control from his pants pocket and presses it. He puts paper and pen into his backpack. He bends down and starts to put on running shoes, backpack, hood, and the side door of the villa. He disappears in the backyard at night Inside.
In a guest room of Beverly Hills Hotel, known as the pink palace, Andy was lying on the wound with sweat on his back, breathing heavily and calming down his previous strenuous physical exertion.
Turning around to look at the perfect fengni curve still lying on the creation, not inch LV, Andy said with endless admiration: "Monica, you are incomparable, you can make me happy every time, God, you really make me crazy!"
Even though Monica, who has penetrated Shu, still hasn't slowed down. She grasps Chuang's single hand, moves a few times, and turns her head slowly. On the hot and beautiful Yan's face, she is a little confused. However, as time goes on, the confused eyes slowly recover and clear, exhaling a deep breath of turbid Qi, which seems to drive away all the resentments in her heart.
Slowly get up, some lazy hand out from the cupboard out of a slender cigarette, "Ding!" The DuPont lighter was turned on and lit. After taking a sip, she let out a long puff of smoke. Her face was full of satisfaction and a charming smile, she said in English with her strange Italian accent.
"You're a total jerk!"
"Is that praise?" Andy laughs and props up his head with his right hand. He looks at the charming infinite amorous feelings on his side. He looks at the elegant smoke after the event of the Italian goddess, and the languid charm of his face.
"Will you treat your girlfriend like you did to me? No scruples and reckless actions "
"Of course! It's just that she can't hold on, so you make me so obsessed, Jing product, let me feel happy and dripping. " Andy reached out and stroked Monica's Tui, without hesitation.
"Maybe it was a mistake for me to come to America this time..." Monica gracefully put her cigarette on the crystal ashtray, raised her arms to gather her chestnut hair wet with sweat, tied it up, and didn't care about Andy, who was enjoying the charming scenery. Her green eyes were staring at her scale, which was amazing and arrogant.
"However, since things have been like this, let's do so. At least I can guarantee that I have a perfect Xing life, which will keep me in a good mood for a long time. In the battle with time, it can make the mottled shadow on my face come later."
"Your beauty has nothing to do with youth. It's the ultimate charm of Shu behind the brilliance. Didn't you say that this is your most beautiful period of life? It's a great honor to enjoy this beauty alone! "
" cluck... " Monica smiled in a daze, spitting out a mouthful of smoke, chuckled and said, "greedy little guy..."
Turning back to put out the cigarette butts, Monica went to the bathroom and looked at Andy and said, "little guy, do you have any strength?"
"Don't doubt it!" Andy made a body-building movement, and also made a hit. He hugged Monica foni's body and walked into the bathroom together with her charming Mei's laughter.
The next morning.
He fumbled and felt the emptiness. Andy slowly opened his eyes. There was a figure of you beside him. He yawned and sat up lazily. He took up his robe and put it on. He went into the bathroom and began to wash.
This is an ambassador suite, about 120 square meters. It has a Du bedroom and living room. Whether it's for leisure or office, you can enjoy a large and comfortable space. By the time Andy came into the living room, Monica had already ordered breakfast.
"Good morning, my goddess."
"Good morning, little man.""No, honey, I've already said it. Don't call me little guy. Look, it's a Hu. Haven't you ever suffered from him?" Andy put his arm around Monica's waist and sniffed her neck.
"Don't make any noise. After breakfast, get out of here. You're a lunatic. This is Beverly Hills Hotel. It's all stars and journalists. Aren't you afraid of exposure?"
Andy kissed Monica on her ruddy cheek, sat down on the breakfast table, shook off the napkin, laid it down leisurely, picked up a piece of bread and smiled, "to be honest, I'm not afraid. I have a long private room here. I'll go straight up in a moment."
"Ha ha, it can't be used to steal Qing..." Monica also sat down gracefully, with a smiley expression on her face, watching Andy's expression change.
"It's not true. There's also a four seasons hotel. It's all used to hide from dogs. You know, I need a quiet environment when I write novels. But those damn dogs at home are out all day. My two dogs are often barked by teasing, so they have to hide."
Andy won't tell her the truth. Sometimes women's intuition is terrible. She guessed it right. He stole the Australian sweetheart Miranda Kerr here, and he was also very addicted, happy and memorable!
Monica smiled a little and didn't bother with this problem. After all, the relationship between the two was just a partner. Too much emotion would only make each other entangled and embarrassed. The two were together to pursue happiness, not to seek abuse.
"Monica, you should have a foothold in Los Angeles. You can't stay in a hotel all the time, can you? "
"That's good. I don't like the American environment. I'm European. When I go back to Europe, I feel comfortable, and I don't know how to get along with Hollywood people for a long time. People here care too much about money and success. What I can't accept is that most of them like to smoke Du. Andy, don't try to make me a part of Hollywood. I'll come here to make movies. Hollywood is not a part of my life if I need to. "
After her divorce, Monica really wanted to move to Hollywood, but during the time she came here, she found that this was the Hollywood she had seen before, and there was still no change in fame and wealth.
Opportunities, opportunities, always tense spirit, no personal hidden Si, everywhere paparazzi steal Pai, everywhere are open-ended, all kinds of transactions, make people feel depressed and nervous, which has formed a fierce conflict with her lazy and comfortable life after several years of success.
Andy is a little helpless. To be frank, Monica has been eliminated by Hollywood. She can't adapt to the wind up rhythm of fame and wealth. Maybe from the beginning, Monica was just a passer-by of Hollywood. She came to gild. On the good side, she succeeded in gilding. On the bad side, after all, gilding is just gilding.
"Well, I respect your decision, but don't mess around with those European junk films, especially those who let you undress and untie. Damn it, those junk directors who play hooligans under the banner of literary films just want to use your selling points to cheat the box office."
Monica giggled and said, "it's hard for me to refuse the 45 million euro film payment, and I don't need to waste much time and effort. I know their purpose very well, so I will receive one or two Hollywood films every year, even supporting roles."
"You won't be dissatisfied with the second-line pay that Pinnacle gave you this time?" Andy can't give money directly to Monica, so the Xing quality of the relationship between the two will change, which will make Monica angry, so she can only use this kind of euphemism to send money to her, 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 I, the so-called international movie star, could still get the second-line five million films, or the heroine. Hehe, should I say thank you?"
"Your box office appeal in Europe is worth this price, and American boys still hold the most real and beautiful QY fantasy for you, they will walk into the cinema for you."
Andy looked at Monica's classic and beautiful face, clear and bright black eyes, and said earnestly.
After dinner, Andy leaned on the sofa, some bored with the remote control to change the station, to a gossip news program, which stopped. He picked up his cell phone and looked at it, but there was still no reply. Andy couldn't help turning his back and watching the gossip on TV. He blinked twice and snapped the sofa. "Shetter, how can I forget this show!" Andy jumps up from the sofa and starts to write the outline with a pen and paper. His AMC TV station is about to be set up. All his good variety ideas are sold by him, so he wants to think of a good program to increase the audience rating. Looking at the news reports of Hollywood's showy female stars and the wives of various male stars, he thought of seeing a little raw Rou's "lovewife Beverly", which can not only satisfy the audience's prying into the lives of these ladies, but also, most importantly, what is more amusing than watching a group of fake bitches tear. Andy is writing the outline with a bad smile, and muttering: "hey hey, it's hard not to be busy. You want to expose and show off. I'll give you a chance..." Just then, the mobile phone on the other side rings. Andy grabs the mobile phone and looks at the text message. He smiles. He reaches out and takes out a round coin sized remote control from his pants pocket and presses it. He puts paper and pen into his backpack. He bends down and starts to put on running shoes, backpack, hood, and the side door of the villa. He disappears in the backyard at night Inside. In a guest room of Beverly Hills Hotel, known as the pink palace, Andy was lying on the wound with sweat on his back, breathing heavily and calming down his previous strenuous physical exertion. Turning around to look at the perfect fengni curve still lying on the creation, not inch LV, Andy said with endless admiration: "Monica, you are incomparable, you can make me happy every time, God, you really make me crazy!" Even though Monica, who has penetrated Shu, still hasn't slowed down. She grasps Chuang's single hand, moves a few times, and turns her head slowly. On the hot and beautiful Yan's face, she is a little confused. However, as time goes on, the confused eyes slowly recover and clear, exhaling a deep breath of turbid Qi, which seems to drive away all the resentments in her heart. Slowly get up, some lazy hand out from the cupboard out of a slender cigarette, "Ding!" The DuPont lighter was turned on and lit. After taking a sip, she let out a long puff of smoke. Her face was full of satisfaction and a charming smile, she said in English with her strange Italian accent. "You're a total jerk!" "Is that praise?" Andy laughs and props up his head with his right hand. He looks at the charming infinite amorous feelings on his side. He looks at the elegant smoke after the event of the Italian goddess, and the languid charm of his face. "Will you treat your girlfriend like you did to me? No scruples and reckless actions " "Of course! It's just that she can't hold on, so you make me so obsessed, Jing product, let me feel happy and dripping. " Andy reached out and stroked Monica's Tui, without hesitation. "Maybe it was a mistake for me to come to America this time..." Monica gracefully put her cigarette on the crystal ashtray, raised her arms to gather her chestnut hair wet with sweat, tied it up, and didn't care about Andy, who was enjoying the charming scenery. Her green eyes were staring at her scale, which was amazing and arrogant. "However, since things have been like this, let's do so. At least I can guarantee that I have a perfect Xing life, which will keep me in a good mood for a long time. In the battle with time, it can make the mottled shadow on my face come later." "Your beauty has nothing to do with youth. It's the ultimate charm of Shu behind the brilliance. Didn't you say that this is your most beautiful period of life? It's a great honor to enjoy this beauty alone! "" cluck... " Monica smiled in a daze, spitting out a mouthful of smoke, chuckled and said, "greedy little guy..." Turning back to put out the cigarette butts, Monica went to the bathroom and looked at Andy and said, "little guy, do you have any strength?" "Don't doubt it!" Andy made a body-building movement, and also made a hit. He hugged Monica foni's body and walked into the bathroom together with her charming Mei's laughter. The next morning. He fumbled and felt the emptiness. Andy slowly opened his eyes. There was a figure of you beside him. He yawned and sat up lazily. He took up his robe and put it on. He went into the bathroom and began to wash. This is an ambassador suite, about 120 square meters. It has a Du bedroom and living room. Whether it's for leisure or office, you can enjoy a large and comfortable space. By the time Andy came into the living room, Monica had already ordered breakfast. "Good morning, my goddess." "Good morning, little man.""No, honey, I've already said it. Don't call me little guy. Look, it's a Hu. Haven't you ever suffered from him?" Andy put his arm around Monica's waist and sniffed her neck. "Don't make any noise. After breakfast, get out of here. You're a lunatic. This is Beverly Hills Hotel. It's all stars and journalists. Aren't you afraid of exposure?" Andy kissed Monica on her ruddy cheek, sat down on the breakfast table, shook off the napkin, laid it down leisurely, picked up a piece of bread and smiled, "to be honest, I'm not afraid. I have a long private room here. I'll go straight up in a moment." "Ha ha, it can't be used to steal Qing..." Monica also sat down gracefully, with a smiley expression on her face, watching Andy's expression change. "It's not true. There's also a four seasons hotel. It's all used to hide from dogs. You know, I need a quiet environment when I write novels. But those damn dogs at home are out all day. My two dogs are often barked by teasing, so they have to hide." Andy won't tell her the truth. Sometimes women's intuition is terrible. She guessed it right. He stole the Australian sweetheart Miranda Kerr here, and he was also very addicted, happy and memorable! Monica smiled a little and didn't bother with this problem. After all, the relationship between the two was just a partner. Too much emotion would only make each other entangled and embarrassed. The two were together to pursue happiness, not to seek abuse. "Monica, you should have a foothold in Los Angeles. You can't stay in a hotel all the time, can you? " "That's good. I don't like the American environment. I'm European. When I go back to Europe, I feel comfortable, and I don't know how to get along with Hollywood people for a long time. People here care too much about money and success. What I can't accept is that most of them like to smoke Du. Andy, don't try to make me a part of Hollywood. I'll come here to make movies. Hollywood is not a part of my life if I need to. " After her divorce, Monica really wanted to move to Hollywood, but during the time she came here, she found that this was the Hollywood she had seen before, and there was still no change in fame and wealth. Opportunities, opportunities, always tense spirit, no personal hidden Si, everywhere paparazzi steal Pai, everywhere are open-ended, all kinds of transactions, make people feel depressed and nervous, which has formed a fierce conflict with her lazy and comfortable life after several years of success. Andy is a little helpless. To be frank, Monica has been eliminated by Hollywood. She can't adapt to the wind up rhythm of fame and wealth. Maybe from the beginning, Monica was just a passer-by of Hollywood. She came to gild. On the good side, she succeeded in gilding. On the bad side, after all, gilding is just gilding. "Well, I respect your decision, but don't mess around with those European junk films, especially those who let you undress and untie. Damn it, those junk directors who play hooligans under the banner of literary films just want to use your selling points to cheat the box office." Monica giggled and said, "it's hard for me to refuse the 45 million euro film payment, and I don't need to waste much time and effort. I know their purpose very well, so I will receive one or two Hollywood films every year, even supporting roles." "You won't be dissatisfied with the second-line pay that Pinnacle gave you this time?" Andy can't give money directly to Monica, so the Xing quality of the relationship between the two will change, which will make Monica angry, so she can only use this kind of euphemism to send money to her, 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 I, the so-called international movie star, could still get the second-line five million films, or the heroine. Hehe, should I say thank you?" "Your box office appeal in Europe is worth this price, and American boys still hold the most real and beautiful QY fantasy for you, they will walk into the cinema for you." Andy looked at Monica's classic and beautiful face, clear and bright black eyes, and said earnestly.
