I’m in Hollywood

Eric turned his head curiously and looked behind him for a while: There are only two, the silver Honda, and the black one, that's Chrysler.

Oh, so, if you were asked to leave in my car just now, you should wait for the newspapers tomorrow and take a closer look.

You mean... Eric looked at it for a while, and finally found a black car that appeared and disappeared: That black Mercedes-Benz, the paparazzi drives a Mercedes-Benz, it's too luxurious.

That's the car, Kapoor replied with a smile, and then asked curiously, Is the Mercedes-Benz very luxurious, and I think that car is at most $30,000?

Uh, I remembered it wrong. Eric was a little ashamed. He just saw the Mercedes-Benz and subconsciously thought of the luxury car that cost more than one million yuan. In his previous life, he could only afford to drive and hurt the public.

Kapoor didn't ask any further questions. He skillfully turned down Sunset Boulevard and shuttled through the still bustling streets of Los Angeles in the middle of the night. He almost dazed Eric. When he reacted, the car had reappeared at sunset. on the avenue.

It's all done, and now I hope that there will be no paparazzi blocking the door at your door.

Kapoor, my house has a back door.

Kapoor unabashedly gave Eric a contemptuous look through the rearview mirror, and in Virginia's chuckle, Eric raised his hand: Okay, I won't speak.

The car stopped at the entrance of Eric's mansion. Eric and Virginia did not show their faces during the whole process. Kapoor took Eric's key to open the door and drove the car directly into the yard.

A paparazzi is parked more than ten meters from the east and west of the door, Eric, when Virginia leaves tomorrow, you'd better be careful not to take any photos.

Don't worry, I'm measured, Eric grabbed Virginia's little hand: Kapoor, do you want to come in and sit for a while?

Kapoor shrugged: Although I don't want to be a light bulb, I have to stay here for at least ten minutes before leaving, or I shouldn't have driven in the car just now.

Understood, then come in and have a cup of coffee. The three walked towards the villa together. There was a light in the living room. Eric explained, Drew is at home these two days.

The girl came back from leave because of Oscar. She originally thought that Eric would take her on the red carpet, but it turned out to be Virginia, so the little girl would play a little temper from time to time in the past two days.

Pushing open the door and entering the living room, the sound of the TV was turned on very low, and a petite body was curled up on the sofa. Eric stepped forward and gently pushed Drew who was holding a pillow: Dru, wake up and go upstairs to sleep.

After a few pushes, the girl finally reacted, and hummed in a daze: Well... Eric, don't mess with me, I'm so sleepy!

Uh……

Eric looked at the two people who were instantly petrified behind him: This, I swear I have never done anything out of the ordinary!

This explanation is very pale and weak, and Kapoor and Virginia obviously do not believe it.

Too fast... Virginia muttered.

Don't forget safety measures... Kapoor is indeed a professional broker who thinks about employers.

Facing two eyes that didn't believe in his defense at all, Eric slumped his shoulders in self-sacrificing: Okay, I won't explain, why should I explain to you, Vicky, the coffee is in the kitchen, please treat the card. Poole. I'll take the girl to the bedroom.

Eric finished,

Pulled out the pillow in Drew's arms, picked up the girl and walked to the stairs, came to Drew's bedroom, put the girl on the big bed and carefully covered the quilt before closing the door and leaving.

The moment the door was closed, Drew on the big bed immediately opened his eyes, glanced at the door brightly, cheered silently, raised his feet and kicked the thin quilt on his body, and rolled wildly on the bed. Son: Haha, let you not take me to the Oscars!

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The bedroom door was suddenly pushed open again, and Eric leaned against the door frame with his arms folded: I know that this little girl did it on purpose, so I'm not afraid that I will be sent to prison. Are you sleeping on the street from now on?

The girl was caught on the spot for a prank. She was stunned for a second. She immediately climbed to the edge of the bed and pulled back the quilt that fell on the ground. She quickly covered herself and said in a muffled voice, I'm really sleeping this time.

Drew, Virginia will spend the night here tonight, don't make trouble.

The thin quilt was pulled down, and her bright eyes showed: Can I watch?

NC-17, no viewing for children under the age of 18.

I can take a peek.

Eric increased his tone: Dru, I'm serious.

Well... well, well, I won't look at it, Drew said, pulling the quilt over his head again, and deliberately turning his back to Eric, like a little daughter-in-law who is angry with her husband.

Eric looked at the girl's actions speechlessly, and after a while, he closed the bedroom door again and walked away.

Kapoor left after drinking a cup of coffee, a pair of men and women kissed, Eric picked up the girl and walked to his bedroom, put Virginia on the bed, Eric looked at Virginia suspiciously After carefully checking every corner of the bedroom, he safely locked the bedroom door, turned off the light and rushed towards the girl.

In the darkness, the girl said intermittently, Would you like to... take a shower first?

The man was breathing heavily, and the movements of his hands kept on saying, It's very late, let's wash it when we're done.

Tossing and turning, I don't know how long it took, but Drew's bedroom door was still gently opened. The girl walked through the dark corridor with bare feet and light steps, came to Eric's bedroom door, and put her ears on it. .

After eavesdropping for five minutes, the girl stood up bored and returned to her bedroom with a pouting dissatisfaction, murmuring, It's so loud, it's so loud.

Back on the big bed, she rolled around in boredom for a long time. The girl was originally a night owl.

The emotional cries of the woman I had just overheard always appeared in my mind. Before I knew it, the pink nightdress under the thin quilt was thrown out. After a while, a pair of white trousers floated out of the quilt again. There were irregular, awkward undulations on the raised quilt.

...

I don't know why, I woke up very early today, well, it's not too early, it's already nine o'clock. However, compared to Drew, who often sleeps until noon, this time is indeed quite early.

Get dressed and look in the mirror as you brush your teeth.

Oops, dark circles, um... It's all because of those two hateful guys, who brushed their teeth angrily, walked out of the bedroom, and the villa was quiet. The other two obviously didn't get up, maybe it was too late last night.

Dog men and women, hum!

I really want to rush to Eric's door to wake the two of them up. Think about it and forget it. He rarely sleeps late, and he doesn't sleep late at a young age, so how can it be!

Walking downstairs on his furry slippers, he cooked a small pot of milk oatmeal porridge on his own, filled a small spoonful of Buffalo, tasted it, um, it was a little sweet, but it was okay.

I filled myself a small bowl, took out the bread from the spinning machine, and carried it towards the dining room.

He stuffed a few mouthfuls of bread with sauce, his cheeks were bulging, he was holding a small bowl and sipping oatmeal, and there seemed to be a sound from the living room door.

Hey, the sound!

The girl almost forgot to put down the porridge, and walked out of the restaurant with a small bowl.

The dusty Aniston was looking around with a red suitcase. When he saw Drew appear at the door of the restaurant, his originally interested expression quickly faded.

Where's Eric? The little girl asked rightfully, in a tone that sounded like the hostess was asking the little girl at home. If it were any other time, Drew would definitely retort, but now...

The girl held the small bowl in one hand to block her face, looked at Aniston with bright eyes, stretched out her small arm and gestured the fairy to show the way, pointed upstairs, and said thoughtfully: Turn left upstairs, the second one from the south. between.

Aniston keenly felt the difference, glanced at Drew suspiciously, put down the suitcase in his hand, and walked towards the stairs.

The girl held the bowl to cover her mouth that was about to split, and followed the figure of Aniston with her eyes. She waited until the other person disappeared at the corner of the stairs, and then schadenfreudely hopped twice, stood on tiptoe and turned around in a beautiful manner. circle.

Eric, don't blame me this time!