"Are you sure you don't want to go to London with me?" asked Andy with a smile as he looked at the messy little Deva next to him with a spoon of soup and food into his mouth, glancing at Monica across from him.

"No, I've been shopping with you in Paris for two days, and if I go to London with you again, even a fool can guess our relationship, and it's annoying enough to be chased by the paparazzi during this time. I'll help you shoot the ad for the Ace of Spades champagne and go to Los Angeles... ”

While munching on the food, Monica stroked her long black hair, and glanced at the little man, although she was very satisfied during this time, but this little man's tricks were too many, and almost all of them were visited again and again, and the toss was endless.

"Hey~ I still want to take you to watch my team play. Andy pouted and shrugged his shoulders, showing a very pitiful look and said.

"I'm a Perugia fan... Monica said lightly.

"I'm your fan!" Andy said, staring at Monica in a serious manner.

There was a calm smile on the more beautiful and ruddy face, and he didn't care about the little man's ridicule at all, as if everything was supposed to be so, and he picked up the slender goblet with his side face, and his bright red lips pursed the mouth of the glass, raised his arm slightly, and entered the champagne.

"You've made a good deal and this champagne is really great to drink. ”

"Hehe, of course, my investment has never failed, and not this time, you see, since the day of the acquisition told the media that you would be the face of the Ace of Spades Champagne, hasn't the brand's popularity opened up in Europe?" Andy smirked.

That's right, the Champagne of the Ace of Spades was bought by Andy for 9.5 million euros with the secret recipe, and the Cartier father and son were naturally retained, after all, they are winemakers, and according to the agreement, once they leave the Ace of Spades, they are not allowed to step into the winemaking industry for five years, and there are other restrictions.

Andy also gave them a very good treatment, after all, it was a place where they had worked all their lives, and they were really reluctant to leave, so they chose to stay very happily.

After the acquisition was completed, Andy began the marketing plan he prepared, and the public "tryst" with Monica was to carry a bottle of golden A of Spade Champagne appeared, as various gossip reports spread to the world, followed by the rumor that the Italian national treasure goddess will endorse the A of Spades Champagne.

This kind of thing that can cheapen one's own people naturally can't be handed over to others, for a mature woman like Monica, Andy never thought of giving her a bank card, because that would probably mess things up, so Andy can't treat this woman badly, so he can only find another way.

"You're the spokesperson, didn't you send you 30 bottles, drink them and send them to you. Andy said indifferently.

"Well, I'll make an appointment with Sophie and give her a few bottles when the time comes, I like the pink bottle with mixed flavors, and I think Sophie will like it too. ”

Hearing Monica's words, Andy couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked, "Sophie Marceau?"

"Huh?" Monica snorted softly, glanced at Andy's expression, and couldn't help but smile at the little man and said lightly, "What, is she also your goddess?"

"Ahem... Andy was a little distraught by Monica's strange eyes, and pretended to be a possible expression and said, "I haven't seen much of her movies, let alone goddesses." ”

"Ha~ So, it's still a good thing for me to meet a fan like you who is specifically worried about his idol?" Monica snorted, with a mocking smile on the corner of her mouth, she didn't believe this little bastard's words, the longer she spent with Andy, the more she found out that this guy had a very pathological conquest yu, otherwise she wouldn't have made some zishi that made her feel humiliated.

Because of this, age or something has become irrelevant to him at all, and it is very appropriate to describe him as cold and taboo, a very dangerous little bastard. But it is precisely because of his uninhibited and presumptuous that he has a very fascinating temperament, of course, that kind of self-confidence, maturity and calmness that does not match his age, and genius are all traits that women can hardly resist.

"NO, NO, you are the only one with me!! is all the dreams of my youth, you are a flame to me, I need to suppress my inner Y all the time, because I want to see you... Andy's expression became very serious, and as he spoke, Monica saw the familiar heat in his eyes.

Smile brightly, full of style. Monica wiped her daughter Deva with a napkin, picked up the wine glass and touched Andy, and said with a smile: "Cheers to the little boy's dream!"

The black lines on Andy's forehead popped out, the corners of his mouth pulled unnaturally, and he drank the champagne from the glass in one gulp.

"Sophie is a very selfish person, and the hurt of the past has made her live freely and freely now, so that she does not want to miss too much of the pleasures that life can enjoy, and it can make her feel good, she doesn't mind what happens... Monica raised her eyebrows and said lightly, staring at Andy's expression with a pair of eyes.

Andy shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly, he really didn't have much interest in Sophie Marceau, a woman, especially in his previous life, when he saw her choose to deliberately walk on the red carpet for two consecutive years, the goddess Fan was greatly discounted, and he didn't care about Monica's temptation.

"Let's be serious. Andy directly interrupted Monica's topic and whispered, "I'm leaving Paris tomorrow, shall we celebrate tonight?"

Monica thought he was really going to say something serious, but when she heard the latter sentence, she laughed angrily, "Get out~"

"Ahem... ”

After dinner, Andy sent Monica's mother and daughter home, waved goodbye, and drove back to the Four Seasons Hotel, no way, there are too many tails behind them, they all want to take some intimate photos of Andy and Monica, hype up the scandal to increase sales, so the two will bring their own paparazzi skills wherever they go in the past two days.

At four o'clock in the morning, Andy opened his hazy sleepy eyes, reached out and rubbed them, yawned, looked down at Monica lying in the crook of his arm, kissed the hair on the top of her head, carefully took out his arm, lifted the blanket, and began to dress with the help of the dim light.

"What time is it?" Monica's somewhat hoarse voice sounded abruptly, causing Andy's movements to stagnate, and he looked back apologetically at the lazy beauty who stood up and slipped off the blanket, showing the perfect scenery.

"Sorry to wake you up, go back to sleep. As he spoke, Andy had already dressed, then walked to the side of the wound, leaned over and bowed his head and kissed Monica, "When you get to London, I'll call you, and we'll see you in Los Angeles." ”

"Well, be careful, then. Although Monica was a little reluctant, she also wanted to send the little man, but her body was sore, and she couldn't do it with drowsiness and fatigue, and the two of them went too far last night, and she couldn't bear it.

Andy nodded, kissed again a little reluctantly, then straightened up, put on the hood and walked out of the room, the bodyguards had been waiting for a long time, took the elevator all the way to the underground parking lot, and quietly left a hotel near Monica's house.

"Yawn—"

The little assistant Torrey Blake looked at the yawning big devil a little speechlessly, and he was really powerless to complain, is it really that the house flowers don't have the fragrance of wild flowers, women of such age, the big devil eats deliciously, it really makes people don't know what to say.

She is not a fool, when Monica appeared, she guessed the truth of the matter, after all, according to the urine xing of the Great Demon King, she would definitely not let go of this kind of woman. Look at the complexion of that Italian goddess, where is it like a woman who has been divorced for more than a month, but it seems that she has eaten too much, has been over-nourished, and her gestures are overflowing.

I fell asleep on the plane from Paris to London, and if it weren't for the meeting, the Great Demon King would have run into his bedroom and slept by now.

"Coffee, owner. Tori brought the second cup of coffee and put it in Andy's hand, who was looking through the financial statements, and then very consciously stood behind him and began to massage the Great Demon King.

"Hmm~" Andy leaned back comfortably in the chair, picked up the coffee and blew it, took a sip, and smashed his mouth, "It's a little bitter." ”

"Refreshment. You're going to have a meeting in a moment... ”

Hearing the little assistant's words, Andy nodded, and drank the coffee in the cup after a few clicks, "In the afternoon, I will take you to White Hart Lane to watch the game against Vera." ”

The little assistant who was still a little depressed, left with a smile like a flower, and massaged harder, you know, in order to better serve the big devil, but she has applied for a massage class to study deliberately, and the technique is still very set.