Workaholics usually don't know how to eat or sleep, and Eric and Kapoor happen to be just that, and the result is a tragedy.

Bought a ticket to New York, both of them just took a simple luggage and hurriedly boarded the plane, arrived in New York at seven o'clock in the evening EST, all of a sudden from the warm spring Los Angeles to the four seasons of New York, just got off the plane, the cold air on the face made two men wearing only thin coats shiver at the same time.

"It seems that we all need a life assistant," said Eric, who had changed into a thick trench coat as he walked out of a fashion store.

Kapoor teased with envy, "That's you, UTA is so small now, I can't afford to hire any living assistants." ”

"Don't worry, it'll be fine soon. ”

Kapoor just smiled and asked, "Are you going to the hotel with me, or are you going to find ...... That girlfriend of yours?"

"I haven't seen Jenny for so many days, I'm going to go to her first, I've already given it to you on the phone plane at Jenny's residence. You contact Al Pacino and make an appointment for a meeting. ”

"Okay," Kapoor shrugged, "I hope you won't be kicked out, I heard you talk about the incident with that girl on the plane, I think with her personality, this kind of thing is still very possible." ”

"Haha, you don't have to worry about it. ”

According to the address given to him by Drew, he took a taxi around Manhattan for a long time before finally finding Aniston's apartment and coming to the door. Fiddling with the bouquet of roses in his hand and tidying up his clothes, Eric knocked on the door, waited for a few moments without a response, and knocked a few more times before he was sure that Aniston had not returned.

Turning his head to look at a large flower pot next to the door, Eric smiled slightly, Aniston's little habit seemed to be unchangeable. The little girl always likes to put a spare key outside the door, and Eric once took the trouble to analyze Aniston's face, which is a manifestation of a person's inner insecurity, but the strong little girl resolutely refuses to admit it, and chatters a lot of reasons to refute Eric's point of view.

Pulling the key out of the flower pot and opening the door, Eric walked in with his luggage. When I turned on the light, it was still a warm color arrangement, and the familiar feminine fragrance wafted in the air. took a deep breath, and the faint thoughts in his heart were quickly catalyzed into a bowl of rich soup, and Eric couldn't wait for the little girl to appear in front of him immediately, hug it in his arms and knead it fiercely.

After five or six hours of not eating, Eric opened the refrigerator and decided to make a supper for himself and Aniston. Putting on his apron, Eric took out the ingredients and got busy in the kitchen.

More than twenty minutes later, Eric was cooking his last course when the door outside came with the soft sound of the key's turn-and-lock slot. Eric ran to the living room, picked up the roses and hid behind the door.

The door opened, and Eric was about to open with a smile when the three of them froze at the same time.

That's right, it's three people, Eric, Aniston, and ...... Brad Pitt.

"Eric, how are you ...... Here?" The eerie silence lasted for a few seconds before Aniston stammered first, and a wail sounded in her heart: It's over, Eric must have misunderstood.

Eric shoved the rose into Aniston's hand and turned to Brad Pitt, barely smiling, but his eyes were a little cold.

"Hello, Mr. Pete, we meet again. ”

"Hello, Williams...... Mr. Brad Pitt reached out, only to find that Eric didn't mean to shake his hand, so he could only take it back in embarrassment.

Although it was only a one-sided encounter when he auditioned for "Seventeen Again", Eric rose to prominence at a fabulous speed, and it was not easy for Blatter Pitt to forget about this young man.

After saying hello, Eric didn't let go of his body and invited the other party to enter the door, and continued: "Mr. Pete, thank you for sending my girlfriend back, if there is nothing else, you can leave." ”

Blatter Pitt's face became a little embarrassed by the very rude eviction order, and he turned his head to look at Aniston, who had been dating Eric for several months, and how could he not feel Eric's anger radiating from the inside out at this time. However, the little girl still stiffened her waist and retorted: "Eric, you can't do this, Brad is my guest." ”

This somewhat affectionate 'Brad' completely ignited Eric's anger, and suddenly raised his voice and glared at Aniston, pointing to the room and saying, "Shut up, you let me in!"

It was the first time for Aniston to see Eric so angry, and subconsciously shrunk her neck, she was a little weak when she took the man home and was bumped into by Eric, and the courage she mustered up completely disappeared in Eric's roar, bowing her head and muttering 'What is the murder', but she still obediently moved into the house.

Bang -

Ignoring Brad Pitt, who was still there, Eric slammed the door shut.

"Tell me, what's going on?" asked Eric as he sat down on the couch, irritably pulled out his cigarette and lit it, taking a deep puff.

If it were another man, Eric might have calmed down and figured out the truth of the matter first, but it was Brad Pitt, thinking of the entanglement between the two people in his previous life, Eric couldn't calm down anyway.

If Eric had dared to smoke in his house before, Aniston would have gone crazy, but now the little girl just opened her mouth and didn't say anything to stop it.

"He's going to play a role in the next few episodes of Mary in Action, and he only joined the group the day before yesterday, and we've only known each other for two days, and it doesn't matter. Aniston weakly explained.

"You've only known each other for two days, and you're bringing each other home?" Eric snorted.

"I finished work a little late today, and he said that it was not safe for me to go home alone, and offered to send me, so I ...... I...... Why should I explain it to you," Aniston said, suddenly coming to her senses, glaring at Eric, "I've broken up with you. Am I not allowed to have a boyfriend if you mess around with those women, you ...... Ahh

Eric extinguished the cigarette, pulled the little girl into his arms, and kissed the girl on the lips fiercely as Aniston struggled.

"Hmm...... You can't do this, you're obscene...... Not...... I'm going to...... I'm going to sue you for rape...... I hate it, don't touch it......"

After tossing for a while, the little wild cat slowly quieted down, lying limply on the sofa, arms around Eric's neck, eyes slightly narrowed, enjoying the man's kisses and caresses.

Smack-

Eric suddenly let go of Aniston, slapped the girl's upturned buttocks unceremoniously, and said, "Okay, let's go take a shower first, I'll make a supper, and I'll clean you up after dinner!"

"Hurt......" Aniston rubbed her hips, glared at Eric with springy eyes, and obediently got up and walked into the bathroom.

After testing the temperature of the water, Aniston, who was stripped naked, stood under the shower, applying shower gel to her body, and wondered what was wrong with herself, hadn't she already decided to break up with that bastard, and lost herself in a daze when she first met.

Although he bumped into Drew and Eric rolling naked on the bed, he wrote the breakup note on impulse. But when Aniston came to New York alone, the bits and pieces of getting along with each other always came to mind, as if she was addicted to drugs, as if a bird kept circling in her head, chirping 'Eric, Eric, Eric, Eric......

At the same time, Aniston unconsciously developed the habit of looking for information about Eric from newspapers and television.

When someone scolds him, she gets angry, when someone praises him, she dances like a little girl, when someone wants to calculate him, she immediately forgets her anger and takes the initiative to call the other party to tell the news; when there is an affair between Eric and other women, she can't help but be jealous, and ravages everything she can touch around her, and a very favorite fluffy bear she received on her tenth birthday was inadvertently bald by her, and this account was directly counted on that guy.

"Forget it, I'll ...... Forgive you one more time. Wiping her white body as snow, Aniston finally convinced herself, perhaps, she had already convinced herself in her heart. After making this decision, Aniston seemed to put down a big rock, and the whole person was a lot more relaxed. Twisting her slender waist in front of the dressing mirror, after months of continuous weight loss, Aniston has now completely become a fair lady, and no one will ever associate the word fat with her again.

Slipping on his bathrobe and walking out of the bathroom, he finds Eric on the phone.

“…… Thank you, James, and I'll treat you to dinner when we get back to Los Angeles...... Of course, I know that one meal is definitely not enough...... Haha, that's all, goodbye. ”

"Eric, who are you calling?"

Eric put down the microphone and said casually, "James, I have something to ask him for help." Okay, let's hurry up and eat, the dishes are cold. ”