Chapter 1761 (1/2)

Farewell to Lin Shiyin and Mina Val, the two women obviously do not give up.

This period of time is like a fish in water, moisten very much.

It's hard to part with the sudden departure.

However, they also know that there are other women waiting, jealousy to jealousy, should accept or accept.

After all, intellectually speaking, they themselves belong to ”other women.”

……

103 Manhattan Beach.

Bergman, who just finished filming his new play, is resting at home.

It's sonorous.

”Who is it?” When she came to the porch and saw the bodyguard's face, she knew who was coming.

”Miss Bergman, the boss will be here in five minutes.” The bodyguard turned his back to her and stood in front of the door like a doorpost.

”Really, I didn't know to inform me in advance.” Bergman complained, his feet like wind into the bathroom.

It must be too late to take a bath.

Take a shower first, and then check your hair to see if there is any untidy place.

sweaty balls, spray on perfume.

Ding Dong.

The doorbell rings, the speed of light Bergman has dressed himself Beautiful, fragrant.

When she opened the door in her pajamas, she threw herself into the man's arms.

This time, they haven't met for five months. Bergman just wants to sing a song.

Sliding up and down

back and forth

the ever-changing styles

it's really not simple

constant exercise

full of wisdom

up and down

speed and strength coordination

physical and mental exercise

high and low rise and fall

the eternal law

turn and turn and keep turning

this is the singing For six hours, Bergman lost his voice.

”It's your fault. I feel my throat is swollen.” Bergman put his hand over his throat, raised his fist hoarsely and slapped him on the shoulder.

”Is that me?” Li Zitao was confused.

It is clear that she has been holding on to her singing, and ”spinning, jumping, twinkling” has become her own responsibility?

Without a glance, Bergman was too lazy to say one more word.

Looking at her aggrieved appearance, Li Zitao quickly comforts, and prepares ice sugar Sydney Water for her.

”Just two days. It works.”

This thing is just like health care products. No matter how you use it, it's delicious and harmless. It's the right thing to eat.

You know, a lot of times, the power of psychological cues is amazing.

”It's amazing.”

Bergman, who had drunk rock sugar and Sydney water, covered his throat and exclaimed in surprise, ”I feel much better.”

”It's a secret recipe from my grandmother. It works.” Li Zitao boasted a lot, and popularized the ”secret recipe” for her.

”Thank you, Charlie.”

Bergman was moved to cuddle up in his arms, precious is on the one hand, the main reason is that he is willing to cook for himself, to drink the Sydney sugar water.

He is the only man he has ever seen willing to cook at home over the years.

Even in all these years, Bergman has never seen a second.

Even the hotel chef she knew vowed that she never went into the kitchen at home.

”That's what women should do. I'm a cook, not a cook at home.”

Hearing these idiotic remarks, Bergman really wants to take his pig's head to see the romantic scene of the richest man in the world boiling sugar water for himself.