Just when Brooklyn Dekker was at a loss, he suddenly heard a hoarse voice from the side. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Got something to eat? Great, Brooklyn, why are you standing still? Are you hurt too? Damn it, Andy, you're rude! I've got hurt there. ”

The two turned their heads to see that Marisa Miller was wearing a very ill-fitting small shirt and yawning while walking, although the walking posture was a little awkward, but she still moved quickly to the table, directly grabbed the ham and toast on the plate with her hands, chewed a few times and swallowed it, drank a glass of milk, and let out a long breath, "I thought I would die here last night... ”

Andy rolled his eyes and beckoned Brooklyn to sit down to eat, and the girl seemed to think of something, snorted, sat down and began to eat breakfast.

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

Andy looked at the vacuum, and the spring light that was burst by the small sympathetic plum dots, full of temptation, glared fiercely, resisted her urge to correct her on the spot, picked up a sandwich and gave it to the silent Brooklyn, "Eat your breakfast!"

Marisa seemed to see Brooklyn's strange appearance, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, she couldn't help sneering in her heart, and sneered unceremoniously: "Brooklyn, what's wrong with you?

Andy had a black line on his head, looking at Brooklyn, who was suffocating his face and glaring at Marisa, and couldn't help but pat his forehead, knowing that it was going to be bad.

Unexpectedly, Brooklyn just gasped a few times, her chest rose and fell sharply a few times, and she shot back unceremoniously in a flat tone: "My mouth is not as good as yours, and the taste of retching is not pleasant!"

Seeing that the two were about to break out into war, Andy could only helplessly tap the body of the goblet with the fork in his hand, "Hey, girls, didn't we get along very well last night? Quarreling is not what a good girl should do, whoever is arguing, I will immediately invite her to a banana breakfast." ”

After the two women looked at each other strangely, they both snorted coldly, but no one stirred up trouble anymore and began to eat breakfast.

After the three of them finished breakfast, Marisa still didn't mean to change her clothes, she was still a vacuum tart, with a small *** lower body with a pair of toned long legs, and she made coffee in the kitchen barefoot.

Andy looked at Brooklyn, who was bowing her head and silent, and didn't seem to have any intention of leaving, Andy scratched his head a little, shouldn't he leave each other's numbers and go their separate ways?

For the sake of money? No way, they wouldn't do this to themselves, and no***** although he knew that both of them had a purpose, he shouldn't have to make a request now, right?

Could it be that the big banana that is reluctant to give up on itself wants to entangle itself after tasting it last night? Looking at the hostile attitude of the two towards each other, it can't be that they really have this idea, right?

During Andy's thoughts, Marisa Miller twisted her coquettish body and brought the coffee over, seeing that Brooklyn also had a cup in front of her, Andy couldn't help but nod secretly, but she was a little angry.

Marissa sipped her coffee and squinted at Brooklyn Deke opposite, seeing his hostility towards herself, this little bitch seemed to want to pester Andy and dominate the opportunity, even if she couldn't become Andy's official girlfriend because of her age, she wouldn't let this little bitch succeed.

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

"Ahem, well, we all had a good night last night, and although it was a bit ridiculous, our relationship can be maintained until one day you ask no longer to contact us, and everyone has no opinion. Andy knows that he can pull out the bird ruthlessly, and he can leave without explaining anything, after all, it is something you and I want, isn't this a little stronger than Brooklyn last night, he doesn't want these two women to hate him.

Besides, this kind of request he made was completely his own advantage, as for what they wanted from themselves, as long as it was within his ability, he could still help it, of course, if he asked too much, Andy could only treat her.

"I'm fine, people love that feeling of going up into the sky, my dear. Marissa replied with a smile, rubbing her feet under the table against Andy's calves, Andy resisted her temptation, glared at the woman who was starting to make a samo, and turned to look at Brooklyn.

Brooklyn Dekker looked at Marissa and couldn't help cursing in his heart, "Slut, it's just a hairy bitch!" The gaze at Andy's inquiry did not dodge, but said in a tone of grievance and shame: "I'm not the kind of person you think!"

"Puff~~~"

As soon as Andy wanted to open his mouth to comfort, he heard Marissa Miller sneer contemptuously: "Then what kind of person are you? Joan of Arc? This is Hollywood! Salim said before what happened last night, Andy Smith, best-selling author, new billionaire, hottest topic, young and handsome, with a perfect body, which of those little bitches who came didn't want to seduce him?"

Andy frowned, looking at Brooklyn Dake, who was about to be annoyed by Marisa Miller's disguise, his face flushed and his teeth clenched, and slapped the table to stop Marissa from continuing.

"Okay, everyone, Brooklyn, for not respecting your opinion last night... Ahem, I'm sorry, I know you're a good girl, I don't mean anything else when I say this, it's just that you're so 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 movies, although I'm not a big name in Hollywood, but 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 understand. ”

Brooklyn heard Andy's words, her eyes were a little red, her lips trembled slightly, as if she was entangled in something, she opened her mouth to say something and held it back, Andy knew that she was still a 19-year-old girl after all, thin-skinned, maybe she couldn't accept this vague transaction-like relationship for a while, but Andy believed that she would figure it out.

"What about you, what do you need me to do?" Andy turned his head to look at Marissa, who was staring at Brooklyn with a sneer, and asked her directly, after all, for someone like Marisa Miller, who has been in the fashion industry for many years, it is easier to be direct.

"Hehe, it's really cute, it's really a genius, and I'm really in love with you. Marissa circled the rim of the white porcelain coffee cup with her fingers, and her eyes, which had been still a hint of playfulness, slowly became distracted, lost their brilliance, and sighed softly, with a sad wry smile.

"In 2001, I met the famous photographer Mario Testino surfing on a beach in California, and he said that he was thrilled by my natural scent, and soon a series of beautiful photos of me surfing appeared in Vogue magazine. Looking at Marisa Miller's honest smile on her face, reminiscing about perhaps the best time, Andy took a sip of coffee and listened quietly, and Brooklyn Dake also calmed down, but the corners of his mouth were lightly pouted, showing disdain for Marisa's memories.

"Hehe, at that time, I thought that I would become a star immediately, gave up the dream of becoming a teacher, and did not hesitate to devote myself to the fashion industry. Only when I entered did I know that things would be so simple, it was so easy to become a supermodel, a star, a beautiful face? a tall and plump body? Hehe, not to mention how many qualified girls there are in the United States, there are countless such girls in California alone, and finally I understood what is the most important, opportunity! Only opportunity is the most important, but why should the opportunity be given to you? No fame, no background, no connections, where does the opportunity come from? If you want a chance, you have to go to those who have resources, but what can you give them back in exchange for a chance?Fashion circle, hehe, the people who said that I had a chance looked at me and wanted to eat me, they were just interested in my face and body, whether the opportunity was given to you or not, you had to play with them first and then talk about it, and then you wanted to resist? They blocked you in minutes... ”

Marissa Miller seemed to open the door of memories and told all the bitterness of these years, and the expression on Brooklyn Dekker's face, who was still laughing at her in her heart, became dim and empathetic.

Andy was speechless, he could only be silent, he believed that what Marissa said was from his heart, but he didn't have much sympathy and pity, his mind was not 21 years old like his age, he had already passed the stage of blood, and he would not blame those who carried out the QIAN rule, after all, he was also one of those who would do it with the resources, because this is the reality.

Who told you that you want to become a star? Who made you want to make a lot of money? No one forced you, so don't complain if you pay the price for an opportunity!

Marisa peeked at Andy, who was drinking coffee in silence, the expression on her face did not change in the slightest, and she couldn't help but show a trace of disappointment in her eyes, and she couldn't help but curse in her heart: "Damn, why don't you take the bait!"

Brooklyn glanced at Andy's young and handsome face, as if she thought of something, she was young, but she was not a fool, she quickly understood Marisa's intention in saying these words, and secretly scolded a scheming bitch, thinking of her hostility to herself before, she sneered: "It's really shameless to sleep with someone for the opportunity." ”

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 you will have the opportunity to come to Hollywood to realize your dreams." Besides, you don't have to laugh at me, if I really accept those people's conditions, I won't be at the level where I am now. ”

"Hmph, who knows!" Brooklyn sneered with her hands around her chest, not caring at all how tempting the pair of 36C peaks that were squeezed by her arms were.

"You--"

Marissa Miller glared at the young and beautiful face across her with some annoyance, and really wanted to stick out her nails and scratch them a few times.