Chapter 114 (1/2)

early morning. [zero ↑ nine △ small ↓ say △ net]

the birds in the woods of the apartment district are very noisy. Scarlett opens her eyes and feels dry. She reaches out and rubs her eyes. She looks down and sees the big hands on the mountain. She takes off her hands with a little complicated emotion. She sits up carefully, and the blanket slides down, showing a beautiful curve.

Looking at Andy in deep sleep, the corner of his mouth is still slightly cocked, very cute...

Scarlett shakes her head in a bit of chagrin. This little bastard is just a scum. Although she has been a little fascinated by the charm and ability of this little bastard, she is so strong that she is a monster.

Last night's consumption was really a little big. I picked up my bathrobe and put it on, walked out of the bedroom barefoot, took the door carefully, washed in the bathroom, looked at the beautiful face in the mirror, thought of last night's craziness, could not help licking my red lips, but soon I was a little disappointed.

Thinking of her ex boyfriend's disdainful eyes and vicious words when she broke up, she could not help tightening her hand, with a trace of anger in her eyes, and sighed at last. Maybe the little bastard in the bedroom was right. I need to stop.

Scarlett Johnson, a young and famous star, has almost had a smooth journey. Even the transformation problem that child stars are most worried about, she has passed through safely. In Hollywood, the world's largest Vanity Fair, there are so many dirty things that she has been exposed to since she was a child, which makes her have a deep understanding of this Vanity Fair.

To be honest, Scarlett's position in Hollywood has always been in the first-line to the second-line, people are more interested in her body and face, even if she has made many art films.

The pressure of stars is great. No matter whether it's a big hit or a rush to the streets, it's a huge pressure. That's why it's cathartic and indulgent. It's the same with little Ron Downey and Scarlett. Every year, how many third-class stars in Hollywood die because of mental imbalance, as long as ghosts know.

After washing, Scarlett tied her blonde hair into a ponytail, walked into the kitchen, saw a large bag full of food, and began to straighten up one by one. She was born in a big family, and there were many brothers and sisters. She could cook. She took out the bread machine, put the bread slices in it, looked at the coffee bought by Andy, opened the cabinet, took out the coffee machine, brewed the coffee, and opened it Fire, put on the frying pan, pour in olive oil, eggs, bacon, butter, arrange one by one.

As an ordinary person, Scarlett can definitely be a good wife and mother. Unfortunately, she is a star and a world-famous Xing sense goddess. This kind of ordinary life is just an example for her.

But as a former life to Scarlett goddess lick screen Andy is absolutely happy.

Scarlett, who was concentrating on breakfast, was shrouded in Andy's huge body. She held Scarlett's delicate body from behind, put her chin on her shoulder, and said with a smile, ”I can't see that you have a good cooking skill.”

Scarlett said: ”get up, you're dead. Brush your teeth and wash your face. Your tone is heavy in the morning...”

Andy yelled a little angrily, ”nonsense, I have no breath in the morning, don't believe it, you smell...”

Scarlett quickly wrinkled Joan's nose and leaned back to avoid. She would not smell it. Even if Andy had no breath, the morning's dullness was uncomfortable.

Andy is a little bit embarrassed and wants to jump on it. Scarlett puts the spatula across her body and shouts: ”don't make any noise, go out, I have to make breakfast!”

Andy went out of the kitchen a little angry, and then he left his mouth and murmured, ”I wanted to fight in the kitchen... It's not interesting. ”

At the dinner table, Andy was eating breakfast with a smile on his face. He had eaten this breakfast for about 20 minutes. The curl of his mouth showed that he was really in a good mood. But during the interval, his breath was not even, and the knife and fork in his hand were loose and tight.

”Hoo...”