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After hesitating in the locker room for a moment, Brooke Shields changed into a two-part bikini and walked out with a large bathrobe. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The water temperature in the pool has been adjusted, and the turquoise water is filled with a faint mist, which gives a very psychedelic feeling against the surrounding lights.

Eric was not on this terrace, he should have entered the villa, Brooke Smalls looked into the glass door a few times, but did not find Eric, so he sat down by the pool, tested the temperature of the water, it was very warm, so he untied his bathrobe, and the whole person slowly slid into the water.

The pool was large, and Brooke Smalls swam around the pool, returning to the place where she had gone into the water, and poking her head out, Eric had reappeared, standing by the pool with admiration in his eyes, and a bottle of red wine and two goblets on the round table beside him.

Brooke Small, who is in her early thirties, has long lost the youthful childishness in "Pretty Baby", and the perfect face brought by the mixed-race advantage, the mature waist curve, and the straight and slender legs all exude the most seductive charm of women.

After all these years, Eric has rarely shown any eagerness for women, and now he prefers to appreciate the taste carefully.

Looking at the wet girl lying on the edge of the pool looking at him, Eric smiled slightly, picked up the goblet on the round table next to him, poured a glass of red wine, squatted down and handed it over: "Now, taste it." ”

Brooke Whispered a thank you, took the cup to her lips and took a few sips, savored it for a while, and nodded, "Great," as she spoke, Brooke Thread put the goblet next to her, looked up at the man who had just taken off her coat but was still wearing a shirt, trousers and leather shoes, and gave a slightly teasing look: "Eric, aren't you going to come down?"

Eric stared at Brooke Small's light green eyes, stretched out his finger and slowly swiped over the perfect face, and finally held up the girl's chin, feeling the stunner in front of him with his fingertips, and said, "I prefer to stand by and enjoy it now, and besides, there's still a lot of time tonight, isn't it?"

Brooke Whisper meekly cooperated with Eric's movements, raised her chin slightly, and looked at him for a moment, and the girl's eyes couldn't help but dodge.

Seemingly unwilling to be too submissive, she ducked back slightly, opening her small mouth to bite Eric's thin fingers, but Eric didn't dodge, letting the girl hold her index knuckle.

The two were only at a stalemate for less than half a second, and Brooke Whisper couldn't help but retreat, licking the tip of her tongue on the man's finger without hint, and then opened her mouth to let go.

Looking at Eric's face, which seemed to be in control, Brooke Small's eyes slid down, glancing at Eric's close shirt collar, she raised her hand and grabbed it slightly, and said slightly defiantly, "Eric, what if I pulled you into the pool now?"

"You can try," Eric said with a smile of encouragement in his eyes, "However, for the sake of you reminding me in advance, I will also remind you that the consequences are serious." ”

Brooke Smalls stared at Eric for a few seconds, then leaned out like a cat, and seeing that Eric still had no intention of dodging, she grabbed it again without reservation, and pulled hard.

Wow -

The sound of water was followed by the laughter and screams of women.

Then, Brooke Whisper discovers that the consequences are severe.

When I woke up again, I didn't know what time it was, and there was no Eric on the other side of the bed, and the white light outside the curtain indicated that it might be almost noon.

The body under the thin quilt was not in the wisps, and Brooke Xiaosi lay on the big bed very unvividly, holding a pillow, and her waist moved slightly, and she could still feel the faint discomfort under her. She opened her mouth and bit down on the pillow with some hatred, not wanting to move again.

I don't know how long it took, she felt that she couldn't lie in bed anymore, so she wrapped herself in the quilt and got out of bed, stepped on the slightly cool floor and walked to the bed, looked left and right, didn't know how to open the curtains around her, so she stretched out a hand and grabbed the edge of the curtain and pulled it to the side. The action seemed to touch a switch, and in the subtle sound of a soft sound, all the curtains around slowly opened, and the brilliant spring sun rushed to fill the bedroom.

Brooke Squinted, took a step back in surprise, and when she opened her eyes again, she was greeted by the stunning blue scenery of the sea and the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

After standing in a daze for a long time, she reluctantly withdrew her gaze, knowing that she had no hope of owning such a house in her life, or that most people in this world would never have such a house in their lifetime.

Back to the big bed, Brooke Smalls found a set of clothes and a pair of shoes neatly stacked on the bedside table, although simple, but very complete, white Victoria's Secret suit, a white blouse, the label has been carefully cut off, and I can't tell what the brand is. A pair of CK jeans, the kind she once endorsed, and a pair of black Manolo Blahnik heels that were very popular in "Lust City".

She picked up the Victoria's Secret suit and looked at the size, and couldn't help but laugh, that guy really knows a lot about women's bodies.

The electronic watch next to her clothes showed that it was already 10:55, and she didn't bother anymore, quickly got dressed, pushed the door and walked out of the master bedroom.

The lighting in the villa was clearly excellent, and the circular corridor on the second floor, although unlit, was still very bright, and when she stepped out of the short hallway leading to the master bedroom, she saw two dressed maids carefully polishing the frames of the artwork on the walls in the hallway.

Unlike the Mexican or Filipino maids often hired by wealthy Americans, these two maids are obviously white, and they look to be only in their early twenties.

Maybe it was the sound of Brooke Shield's high heels, the two maids also looked over, the three of them looked at each other lightly, Brooke Wonder was a little embarrassed, the two maids obviously knew her, but they didn't show the same expression on their faces, nodded at her very decently, and one of them also said politely: "Good morning, Miss Silk." ”

"Hello," Brooke Smalls nodded slightly, wanting to walk away, but stopped and asked, "Well, is Eric at home?"

"Mr. Williams has already gone to work in the morning, and you can go downstairs, Miss Sokolov is waiting for you below. ”

Brooke Smalls nodded, feeling a little strange about the surname 'Sokolov', as if she was Russian, and she didn't ask any more questions, and walked downstairs.

Today may be the time for the cleaning of this villa, and when she walked downstairs, Brooke Smalls saw that there were still five or six maids busy around her in an orderly manner, and, after a few more glances, Brooke Smalls confirmed her judgment that these maids were really the same height, and it seemed that their employers had some perfectionist tendencies.

It turned out that there were so many people in the manor, and remembering that she had told Eric last night that this villa was space, Brooke Smalls couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly.

After inquiring about a maid not far away, Brooke Whisper walked to the kitchen, and found Miss Sokolov, or rather, two identical Miss Sokolov, whom the maid had just said.

The twins were dressed in identical black suits, one holding a folder in his hand, carefully jotting down something, and the other was sorting out the freshly cleaned silver cutlery with the maid.

Seeing Brooke Smalls come in, her sister Natasha put down the folder in her hand and walked towards her: "Miss Small, you're awake." ”

"You, hello," Brooke felt a little uncomfortable all the way, as if she had strayed into a world that she shouldn't have been in at all: "That, I'...... Well, excuse me, is Eric there?"

Even though she already knew that Eric was going to work, Brooke Shields couldn't help but ask, as if Eric was some kind of dependence in her heart.

"The master went to work, and when he left, he told him that if you were free at noon, he would be happy to invite you to lunch at Firefly Studios, and if you had other things, the driver could take you where you wanted," Natasha said, looking up at her watch, and then looking up at Brooke Small, and said, "The host's side will start the lunch break at twelve o'clock, Miss Silk, what do you mean?"

"Well, me," Brooke felt even more unnatural when she heard Natasha naturally address Eric with a certain title, and she raised her hand to make a meaningless gesture, "I'm going to Firefly Studios." ”

Natasha nodded and said, "Please come with me, Miss Xiaosi, and I'll let the driver take you there." ”

Brooke Whisper followed Natasha a few steps before she remembered something else and hurriedly asked, "That, Miss Sokolov." ”

Natasha stopped again: "It's okay to call me Natasha, Miss Xiaosi, is there anything else?"

Brooke Koith said, "The dress I wore when I came last night, I, I need to take it with me." ”

After saying these words, Brooke Smalls was a little embarrassed, if it was just other everyday clothes, she would definitely not speak again at this time, and it didn't matter if others threw it away as garbage.

However, the Givenchy haute couture suit that attended the Oscars last night was rented, and the women's haute couture gown was much more expensive than the men's haute couture suit. A set of more than 100,000 dollars of haute couture, even if it is a first-line actress, will not be easy to buy.

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Unlike the Mexican or Filipino maids often hired by wealthy Americans, these two maids are obviously white, and they look to be only in their early twenties.

Maybe it was the sound of Brooke Shield's high heels, the two maids also looked over, the three of them looked at each other lightly, Brooke Wonder was a little embarrassed, the two maids obviously knew her, but they didn't show the same expression on their faces, nodded at her very decently, and one of them also said politely: "Good morning, Miss Silk." ”

"Hello," Brooke Smalls nodded slightly, wanting to walk away, but stopped and asked, "Well, is Eric at home?"

"Mr. Williams has already gone to work in the morning, and you can go downstairs, Miss Sokolov is waiting for you below. ”

Brooke Smalls nodded, feeling a little strange about the surname 'Sokolov', as if she was Russian, and she didn't ask any more questions, and walked downstairs.

Today may be the time for the cleaning of this villa, and when she walked downstairs, Brooke Smalls saw that there were still five or six maids busy around her in an orderly manner, and, after a few more glances, Brooke Smalls confirmed her judgment that these maids were really the same height, and it seemed that their employers had some perfectionist tendencies.

It turned out that there were so many people in the manor, and remembering that she had told Eric last night that this villa was space, Brooke Smalls couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly.

After inquiring about a maid not far away, Brooke Whisper walked to the kitchen, and found Miss Sokolov, or rather, two identical Miss Sokolov, whom the maid had just said.

The twins were dressed in identical black suits, one holding a folder in his hand, carefully jotting down something, and the other was sorting out the freshly cleaned silver cutlery with the maid.

Seeing Brooke Smalls come in, her sister Natasha put down the folder in her hand and walked towards her: "Miss Small, you're awake." ”

"You, hello," Brooke felt a little uncomfortable all the way, as if she had strayed into a world that she shouldn't have been in at all: "That, I'...... Well, excuse me, is Eric there?"

Even though she already knew that Eric was going to work, Brooke Shields couldn't help but ask, as if Eric was some kind of dependence in her heart.

"The master went to work, and when he left, he told him that if you were free at noon, he would be happy to invite you to lunch at Firefly Studios, and if you had other things, the driver could take you where you wanted," Natasha said, looking up at her watch, and then looking up at Brooke Small, and said, "The host's side will start the lunch break at twelve o'clock, Miss Silk, what do you mean?"

"Well, me," Brooke felt even more unnatural when she heard Natasha naturally address Eric with a certain title, and she raised her hand to make a meaningless gesture, "I'm going to Firefly Studios." ”

Natasha nodded and said, "Please come with me, Miss Xiaosi, and I'll let the driver take you there." ”

Brooke Whisper followed Natasha a few steps before she remembered something else and hurriedly asked, "That, Miss Sokolov." ”

Natasha stopped again: "It's okay to call me Natasha, Miss Xiaosi, is there anything else?"

Brooke Koith said, "The dress I wore when I came last night, I, I need to take it with me." ”

After saying these words, Brooke Smalls was a little embarrassed, if it was just other everyday clothes, she would definitely not speak again at this time, and it didn't matter if others threw it away as garbage.

However, the Givenchy haute couture suit that attended the Oscars last night was rented, and the women's haute couture gown was much more expensive than the men's haute couture suit. A set of more than 100,000 dollars of haute couture, even if it is a first-line actress, will not be easy to buy. (To be continued.) )