American Fortune Life

With a glass of red wine in her hand, Monica paced across the porch of the dining room, stepped out of the living room, and walked to the two French doors. With a bang, the two French doors separated from the middle. The draft blows over her meticulous hair, and the corner of her mouth has a relaxed and lazy arc.

Andy never moved away from her back with his fiery eyes that seemed to be real from the beginning to the end. Holding the wine glass, he reached out to pick up the third bottle of red wine that was not finished on the table, and walked over with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Maybe it was his illusion. He felt that he didn't need to take out those photos. As long as he could impress this Italian goddess, he could have a kiss with Fangze tonight. He really couldn't tell if it was an illusion, but he was willing to give it a try. Taking advantage of people's dangers and attracting each other, the level of devotion and experience of frankly meeting each other is worlds apart.

She stood there quietly, holding a red wine glass in her right hand, and her left hand was hanging down. An unlit long, slender white cigarette appeared on her finger at some point. The strong sexual smell reminded Andy of Sisi's Ma Lena.

Passing by the coffee table in the living room, the red wine bottle was replaced by a Dupont lighter. Andy came to Monica's side and watched her enjoy the sea breeze with her beautiful eyes slightly closed.

"Ding!"

Monica slowly opened her eyes, and saw the lighter with blue flames in front of her, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she turned her head to play with jokes, and looked at Andy, who did not hide her hot eyes with drunken eyes, Gracefully raised her left hand and put the lady's cigarette on the red hun.

"Snapped!"

After the lighter was turned off, Monica exhaled a puff of smoke and said with a smile, "I'm not the Malena in the movie..."

"But I want to replace your Renardo." Andy smiled casually, took a sip of red wine, and looked at the sea water in the dark night not far outside, as if whispering to himself, or as if The deep meaning in answering Monica's words.

"...Perhaps you should keep your budding memories of adolescence. There is a huge gap between fantasy and reality. When you realize it, you may find that you made the wrong choice." Monica looked at it with deep eyes. The sea in the dark night, said with a slightly sad voice.

Andy turned to look at her perfect face, well-proportioned and three-dimensional facial features, slender neck, proud figure, a masterpiece of the natural creator. In Andy's view, Monica just pulls a sheet if she doesn't wear anything. Or an insanely form-fitting gown.

"The figure in the newspaper is not as good as before, looks a bit out of shape? Hehe, in my eyes, even if the peak of my appearance is really gone, I am still willing to sink. Even the English pronunciation with an Italian accent, the words I spit out It's all blurred and sexy." Andy squinted his eyes and smiled happily.

Monica turned her head and raised her face to look at Andy's handsome young side face. She couldn't help shaking her head and laughing, her smile was very free and easy.

"Want to listen to music?" Andy asked Monica with a smile.

The corners of Monica's mouth turned up slightly, she turned her head and followed Andy, came to the corner of the living room, watched Andy smile at her, put the wine glass on the top of the piano, opened the piano cover, sat down, closed it slightly Eyes, fingers on black and white keys.

Soon the beautiful music sounded. Monica reached out to hold the piano, shook the red wine glass in her hand, and listened quietly to the beautiful piano prelude.

"When you're old and your hair is gray and sleepy, when you're old and can't walk, you're dozing by the fire, remembering your youth..."

Monica, who was still swaying slightly and intoxicated by the prelude, heard the singing,

The body froze, the slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, the surprised gaze, the slightly trembling slender eyelashes, the involuntary movement of the lips, looking at the slightly closed eyes, it was like singing softly and softly, deeply moved Monica's Heart Lake.

"...when I'm old, I wish, this song is for you..."

After singing "When You Are Old" adapted by Li Jian, which was literally translated by Andy in English, the last note on the piano dissipated. Andy looked up at Monica, who was slightly upturned, with her eyes slightly closed, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

Andy stood up and walked in front of her, without hesitation stretched out his fingers to gently wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, the touch of his fingertips made Monica open her eyes, and the two looked at each other, close at hand, Breathing each other's breath, the faces of the two slowly moved closer until their lips touched each other. "Is your love real or fake?"

Andy breathed her breath, stared at her blurred eyes, and replied softly: "The figure of you in my mind can create a lasting charm, like the fragrance of perfume that is silent and soul-stirring."

Some red wine glasses fell to the ground and fell on the carpet. Andy held Monica's waist tightly with both hands, and the two hugged fiercely.

After an unknown amount of time, Andy leaned over to hug the princess, and looked down at Monica, who met his eyes in her arms, and quickly walked into the bedroom...

Throughout the night, Monica made it clear to Andy that she could tell him a lot more than x!

Once there is no moral constraint, then you can maximize your personal freedom, and the choice will only depend on your personal pleasure.

Andy was so addicted to Monica's seductive posture and groan expression that he couldn't help but think that he would never forget it.

Very tired. Andy felt tired for the first time. When he opened his sleepy eyes, it was already 10 o'clock in the morning. He looked at Monica who was still sleeping soundly in his arms. It was like a dream, forty like a tiger...

Perhaps Monica released all her depression last night, and Andy, who was extremely excited, also enjoyed it. In the mutual hurt between the two of you coming and going, in the end, both sides were hurt.

Andy looked sideways at that beautiful face, it seemed that she was always frank when she undressed, without any shyness or resistance to youhuo's feigned ingratiation, she came to this world to enjoy the pleasure of being naked, yu!~wang is calm. Andy didn't know how long she had suppressed it, but he knew clearly that it might be difficult for the two of them to treat last night as a one-night pleasure.

After a night of exploration, Andy has deeply realized that Monica's current beauty has nothing to do with youth, but more about the ultimate mature charm that extends behind the brilliance.

The eyelashes fluttered, and the black eyes opened, and they were a little bit sleepy at first, but when they saw the young and handsome face close at hand, and a pair of bright eyes were looking at her, thinking of the joy and satisfaction of last night, the beautiful eyes were burning enough to let With the melting heat, Monica stretched out her hand to gently fumo Andy's cheek, and said with blurred eyes: "You let me regain the joy of being a woman."

Andy raised his eyebrows, and said with some complacency: "It's an honor, I'm happy to serve you!"

"Hehe." Monica smiled sweetly, supported her somewhat lazy body, leaned on the pillow at the head of the bed, not caring that the blanket slipped off her body, looked at the clock on the wall, and looked sideways at Zheng Da's hand The dishonest Andy said: "I'm a little hungry."

Andy chuckled, turned around and stretched out his hand to pick up the phone from the bedside table, pressed a phone button, hung up after a few instructions, and looked back at Monica, who was already standing on the carpet , raised her arms high and tied her long black hair together into a ponytail, not caring about showing every inch of her curvaceous figure in front of Andy.

"Didn't you see enough? Heck, I'm going to take a shower, are you coming..." Monica said to Andy lazily, and then went around and walked to the bathroom. Andy's eyes flashed green Guang, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, lifted the blanket without saying a word, and followed him into the bathroom without hesitation.

More than an hour later, Andy and Monica, who had packed up and was only wearing a purple lace suspender dress, sat at the dining table and began to eat their lunch.

"Why, do you think I'm eating too much? Are you out of control?" Monica raised the spaghetti with a fork and put it into her mouth. She looked at Andy and asked, raising her right eyebrow.

Andy shrugged and said, "I just want to tell you that spaghetti with Parmesan cheese is very calorie-dense."

Monica didn't care at all, it was me who was chewing, holding the fork in her right hand and said indifferently: "I won't "treat" myself for the sake of beauty.")!!