Reborn Wealth America

The night is quiet.

Abel sat alone behind the Rolls-Royce Phantom.

Sitting in front of him was a big man with a tower.

Roosevelt was driving.

Behind the Rolls-Royce Phantom, a red Ferrari followed, with Lincoln inside.

The black, dignified and classic Parthenon is quietly baptized by the sea breeze in the Bay Area. The V12 cylinder exerts a fraction of its energy, but it is enough to drive the body and passengers to speed at 70 mph. .

On Beverly Hills.

He has a taste of Hollywood.

Well, not bad.

The ending is a bit awkward.

Two good American policemen who did their best, interrupted him to taste the taste of Hollywood food.

Although at that final moment, it was probably because there were people outside or the police.

The actresses of the Kingdom of Britain, who were extremely nervous, burst out with different powers.

In the end, the two police officers just told him that parking is not allowed here and it is best to go elsewhere.

And the night is already deep, so be careful not to catch a cold.

After saying such meaningful words, the two police officers left.

Abel left Beverly Hills with the embarrassing and irritating, weak and weak Ms. Nebula.

Sent her to an intercontinental hotel at the foot of the mountain. After checking in for her, she took another bath in the luxurious suite of the hotel.

At the same time, he called and asked his bodyguard and safety chief to drive to pick him up and buy some emergency medicine on the way.

Naturally, the medicine is for ladies.

This kind of encounter at the scene, not only Abel does not want accidents, but the lady herself does not want accidents.So she happily accepted and invited Abel to stay in her room to rest.

Abel declined her invitation.

He left a Wells Fargo bank note of 200,000 US dollars, and then left with a smile.

200,000 dollars may not seem like a lot, but it is just a reward for acting on the spot.

You know that Karen Gillan shaved her hair to become a nebula, but even if Miss Gillan made such a big sacrifice, the total salary is only about 2 million US dollars.

There is still no tax. Even if there is a reduction or exemption, it is estimated that more than 1.6 million US dollars will be left after the tax is paid.

In such a night, I got 18 or even more of those who had been desperate for months and had to shave their heads.

Miss Xingyun's eyes are bright!

It's a pity that Abel has left the gentleman, and he didn't even leave his contact information.

Sitting in the car, Abel felt a little regretful.

I regret that I can't continue to park and sit in Love Beverly late, and I was disturbed by two good American public servants.

"If you took Roosevelt and Lincoln and let them watch nearby, it would be fine!"

"It seems that the security work needs to be specifically arranged."

Abel thought.

After the waves outside, he finally decided to return to the Hilton Hotel in the Bay Area to rest.

Compared with Ms. Nebula who is acting on the scene, Fira is obviously a place to sleep at ease.

The powerful capabilities of the Rolls-Royce Phantom, coupled with Roosevelt’s superb driving skills, and the wide highways of the Bay Area and Los Angeles.

Abel quickly returned to the Hilton Hotel.

"Okay. Thank you for your hard work tonight."

Abel said.

"Go back and rest. Get your people together tomorrow, and the security company's affairs will be on the agenda."

The two iron tower guys left obediently.

Even though it was such a big night, it was indeed very uncomfortable to be called out from the warm bed.

But this was originally the responsibility of the bodyguard.

Moreover, the boss paid such a high salary, and he could stand out and become a high-level security company.

There was no complaint between the two.

The only thing left in my heart is the excitement and anticipation for tomorrow.

I guess I will suffer from insomnia tonight.

Abel walked into the Hilton Hotel.

There is another person waiting for him there.

Back to the luxurious suite on the top floor, use the room card to open the door and enter the suite.

He let go of his footsteps, fearing to wake the girl inside.But in the spacious living room of the suite, he saw Phila sleeping on a modern tea table made of red cedar, sleeping soundly, and even snore cutely.

Abel suppressed the footsteps, walked to her curiously, and saw a cake beside the girl on the tea set.

The candles on the cake have been burned out, cherries are decorated, and the fruit milk smells very fragrant.

This is not important. What is important is that there are two lines of small letters written on the cake with beautiful white chocolate sauce.

The big line is: "My only one, happy birthday!"

The small line is: "Love your Phila!"

In that instant, Abel's heart tightened, and a feeling of heat flowed.

He was stunned for a few breaths.

Then he squatted down slowly and looked at the girl who was still snore quietly.

He has a feeling of not knowing what to say.

After staying in this way for a long time, he reacted and took a few deep breaths.

suddenly……

The sleeping girl actually talked in sleep, but it was a pity that she might be speaking her mother tongue Ukrainian, but Abel could not understand it anyway.

Phila: "Ні, цеболить! Болівдусі! Ліхтер, недлявас."

Listening to the girl's clear dreams, Abel noticed the girl who was sleeping on her stomach, still holding a small bottle in his hand.

Abel went up and saw a few icons painted on the bottle that said some English.

English can now be regarded as one of his mother tongues and I can understand it this time.

Sexlubricants!

what?

What is she doing with this thing?

Obviously, I can wet the sheets every time. Do I need to use this kind of thing?

I don't know how serious it is.

Abel tugged lightly, trying to take the bottle out.

Unexpectedly, I tried harder.

Woke her up.

Fera opened her eyes dimly and rubbed them. After seeing the identity of the person in front of him, the beautiful big amber-green eyes seemed to light up.

The voice was sweet and gentle: "Honey! You are back!"

Abel nodded and glanced at the cake next to him.

Phila saw his movements.

Also saw the cake next to it.

"Ah?! Today is your birthday! This is the birthday cake I asked the hotel to make for you!"

"But it's already twelve o'clock. My birthday is past."

"Ah?! Ah! It's been... it's been?"

The girl was a little upset.

"Blame me, I am here waiting for you to come back, and all the waiting is asleep, the time has passed! The candles were all lit by me."

"It's okay. It doesn't matter if my birthday is over." Abel squatted down and hugged him tenderly, feeling her body scent, and he felt peaceful.

Holding her Abel made a decision.

Just this performance of the girl tonight.She will take care of herself for the rest of her life!

After thinking about it this way, the warm feeling in my heart faded a little

He is a little uncomfortable with this warm feeling.After thinking about it, he unkindly took out the bottle that had been pulled from her hand.

"Honey. What's this?" he smirked.

Phila was taken aback.

Huh!

His face flushed quickly.

"I'm not hiding..."

She hurriedly searched for it, and finally found poorly that the things she prepared were in Abel's hands.

She blushed and closed her eyes: "Okay. Today is my dear's birthday, I have nothing to give you, and only myself! My dear said before that I wanted me there! At that time I was afraid of pain and felt dirty Refused!"

"But today..."

Halfway through her words, Abel interrupted her.

Abel said, "Is this a birthday present?"

"Yes……"

"Well, I accept this birthday gift!"

"Well……"

"Lighter...lighter..."

"Ah! Hiss... it hurts, too big!"