Mrs. Hawn, Your Disguise Was Penetrated

"Okay, okay, I know, I don't blame you." Looking at the boy's angry and wronged appearance, Nora Smith was helpless and funny in his heart, so he had to pat Joseph on the shoulder to comfort him.

"What shall we do now?" Joseph had no doubt in Nora Smith, especially when he knew that he had been calculated, and he was so angry that he now forgot all about his pursuits and likes.

Nora Smith rolled her eyes and thought that Brittany Sherry might as well have done her wish if she wanted her to have a room with Joseph so much.

She leaned over and whispered to Joseph for a while, and Joseph finally agreed, though he looked a little unhappy, and nodded reluctantly.

Then, Nora Smith and Joseph went to the front desk of the hotel to register their ID cards. Joseph specially took Nora Smith's waist, while Nora Smith looked drunk and leaned his head on Joseph's shoulder.

After they got on the elevator, a woman in a hat and sunglasses sitting on the corner sofa put down her magazine, got up and went out.

The woman went outside the door and down the stairs, and then walked out for a while before taking off her sunglasses.

It was Brittany Sherry.

She took out her mobile phone and sent joy to a strange window. "Room 302 of Jinhe Hotel, the future wife of The Hawn Goup President Group opened a room with a strange man, and it was hard to come quickly!"

It turned out that Brittany Sherry had already contacted a reporter from an online media, waiting to dig out the news that Nora Smith had opened a house with a strange man, and severely stepped on her.

If everyone knows that the president of Star Entertainment and the future Mrs. Huo is a woman in easy virtue, no one will believe Nora Smith any more, and she will become a rat crossing the street, and everyone will shout and fight!

Brittany Sherry walked away deliberately, with her back to the hotel, just not wanting anyone to recognize her and find clues.

After half an hour, three or five reporters came running in a hurry. When they saw Brittany Sherry, they hurriedly asked, "Brittany, is the news you said true? We all spent our rest days here, so don't lie to us."

Brittany Sherry slurped impatiently. "Have I lied to you? I've seen it with my own eyes. If you want to finish this month's performance and get a raise, come upstairs with me quickly!"

When the reporters heard this, Immediately believed what Brittany Sherry said, and a group of people entered the elevator and went to the third floor in a mighty way. Brittany Sherry took the room card specially advanced at the front desk, walked softly to the front door of No.302, opened the door with a drop, and then opened the door vigorously. Several reporters rushed in, regardless of whether it was indiscriminate or a shooting.

Sure enough, there is a pair of men and women in bed, still keeping a very ambiguous posture. The woman is Nora Smith, and the man...

"Who let you in!"

A repressed, deep angry voice came, and the reporters suddenly froze and stopped the machine in their hands.

It's Asher Hawn.

They are too familiar with this voice.

Brittany Sherry was originally behind the reporters, only a little gap to see them take pictures. The smile at the corners of her mouth just lasted for a few seconds, and she heard the voice of the man suppressing his anger. She froze at once, subconsciously pushed away the two reporters, went to the middle, and looked at the man who turned back in front of her in disbelief.

It's really Asher Hawn himself.

How come? Didn't it be agreed that the French prince was here?

Brittany Sherry wait for a while looked at, eyes are surprised and angry, hanging in the side of the hand can't help but clenched on the fist.

Nora Smith is holding Asher Hawn's neck with both hands and an unnatural flush on his face, while Asher Hawn is lying on Nora Smith, and they are still covered with quilts, just blocking the key parts.

It's such a posture. Needless to say, discerning people should be able to see what they are doing at a glance.

Asher Hawn turned his head and stared at the reporters. He gritted his teeth and said, "Have you seen enough?"

As soon as Asher Hawn said this, the reporters' faces changed instantly, and they became jittery one by one, and their hearts began to get angry.

What kind of breaking news is this when the young couple open their own room and make out? They are really carried away, and they rush to shoot what people say.

That's great. Not only did the explosive news not be photographed, but I'm afraid my job will be lost.

They didn't even dare to look at Asher Hawn, for fear that they had touched the mildew of the big money owner, and Nora Smith had buried his face in Asher Hawn's neck socket. At this time, an entertainment reporter who seemed to have some qualifications finally stood up, wiped an unwarranted cold sweat on his head, and said with a smile.

"Where can I? Where can I? Today... today, someone reported fake news, saying that a little love bean was here to open a room with his girlfriend, and we just came here. This... I'm really sorry, sorry Asher, you and Nora continue, continue, we won't bother you two."

Said, he took two steps back, turned around and waved quickly, blasted the reporters in front of him out, and lowered his voice and urged: "Go, go quickly!"

Damn it! What's this called! Is there anything wrong with the darling daughter of the Xu family?

The bald reporter who contacted Brittany Sherry cursed secretly and quickly left the corridor. He would rather not take this kind of work than let Asher Hawn smash his job!

Brittany Sherry, on the other hand, had left as soon as possible in anticipation of a change in her plans, and in any case Asher Hawn could not find her here.

After all the reporters left, Nora Smith lifted his face, showed a relaxed smile and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let them all go. This play is so tired."

Asher Hawn also smiled, lifted the quilt, sat up from the bed, his trousers well on his body, and the reporters hurried away because they were afraid of him, without looking closely at what Nora Smith and Asher Hawn were wearing.

It turned out that this was the plan discussed between Nora Smith and Joseph. Nora Smith first called Asher Hawn and asked him to cooperate with Brittany Sherry to "play" such a play. As for Joseph, after going upstairs with Nora Smith for the second time, he went directly into a room next door and waited for the movement outside the door.

Therefore, just now, the reporters apologized to Asher Hawn and "ran away", and he heard it clearly.

Nora Smith sat up from the bed, crossed his fingers, stretched his arm to the foreign minister in the palm of his hand, smiled and said, "Well, well, since all the reporters have gone, we should let Joseph come back.. This is somebody else's room."