I’m in Hollywood

Penthouse at Sixth Avenue Entrance. (Pinyin of om Biqiwu biqiwu)

As soon as Eric opened the door, Anna Kournikova, who was slightly drunk, flashed in first curiously.

It was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and I had dinner at the Bernardine restaurant on 51st Street. Although the girl obviously had more to say, Eric didn't follow this girl to arrange other activities, but went straight home. Although tomorrow is Sunday, he still has work to do.

Anna Kournikova walked a few steps in the porch with her hands twisted behind her back. Suddenly, all the lights in the mansion came on, reflecting the girl's seductive ruddy face.

Subconsciously squinting her eyes, Anna Kournikova turned around and saw Eric following behind her with a smile, so she also smiled nicely, leaned over boldly, put her hands on the man's shoulders, and said: Today's dinner is not bad, Eric, but I still prefer the waiter's dissatisfaction with my clothes but helpless look, ha ha.

Most high-end restaurants have a dress code, but at Eric's level of power and wealth, there will be no restaurant that is not savvy enough to use these rules to restrict him.

Eric is still wearing a simple shirt and trousers, but there is nothing inappropriate about it, and he has never been a person who likes to go wild. However, Anna Kournikova entered the Bernardine restaurant today wearing a navel-baring T-shirt and shorts. Because she was Eric Williams’s girlfriend, she would never The waiters in the restaurant who politely stopped such customers turned a blind eye.

Perhaps because of being bound by IMG for a long time, Anna Kournikova's state at this time is obviously a canary who was very excited because she sneaked her wings out of the cage, eager to get rid of the restraint, but also Not brave enough to fly out of the cage.

Seeing the girl approaching with red lips slightly parted with the smell of alcohol in her small mouth, Eric dodged a little, put his arms around the girl's elastic waist, and said softly, Take off your shoes.

Hehe, Eric, are you in such a hurry? I'm all yours tonight.

Having said that, Anna Kournikova obediently kicked off the high-heeled sandals on her feet, and then picked up the hem of her small T-shirt, as if intending to continue taking it off, Eric stopped the girl's movements , pushed her into the living room, and said, Okay, let's take a shower.

Pushed away by Eric, the girl danced around on the cool floor with bare feet, and said: Eric, you are so big here, if I get lost, remember to come to me later.

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Penthouse at Sixth Avenue Entrance.

As soon as Eric opened the door, Anna Kournikova, who was slightly drunk, flashed in first curiously.

It was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and I had dinner at the Bernardine restaurant on 51st Street. Although the girl obviously had more to say, Eric didn't follow this girl to arrange other activities, but went straight home. Although tomorrow is Sunday, he still has work to do.

Anna Kournikova walked a few steps in the porch with her hands twisted behind her back. Suddenly, all the lights in the mansion came on, reflecting the girl's seductive ruddy face.

Subconsciously squinting her eyes, Anna Kournikova turned around and saw Eric following behind her with a smile, so she also smiled nicely, leaned over boldly, put her hands on the man's shoulders, and said: Today's dinner is not bad, Eric, but I still prefer the waiter's dissatisfaction with my clothes but helpless look, ha ha.

Most high-end restaurants have a dress code, but at Eric's level of power and wealth, there will be no restaurant that is not savvy enough to use these rules to restrict him.

Eric is still wearing a simple shirt and trousers, but there is nothing inappropriate about it, and he has never been a person who likes to go wild. However, Anna Kournikova entered the Bernardine restaurant today wearing a cropped T-shirt and hot pants,

Because it was Eric Williams' female companion, the waiters in the restaurant who would definitely stop such customers unceremoniously on weekdays all turned a blind eye.

Perhaps because of being bound by IMG for a long time, Anna Kournikova's state at this time is obviously a canary who was very excited because she sneaked her wings out of the cage, eager to get rid of the restraint, but also Not brave enough to fly out of the cage.

Seeing the girl approaching with red lips slightly parted with the smell of alcohol in her small mouth, Eric dodged a little, put his arms around the girl's elastic waist, and said softly, Take off your shoes.

Hehe, Eric, are you in such a hurry? I'm all yours tonight.

Having said that, Anna Kournikova obediently kicked off the high-heeled sandals on her feet, and then picked up the hem of her small T-shirt, as if intending to continue taking it off, Eric stopped the girl's movements , pushed her into the living room, and said, Okay, let's take a shower.

Pushed away by Eric, the girl spun around on the cool floor with bare feet, and said, Eric, you are so big here, if I get lost, come and find me soon.

Penthouse at Sixth Avenue Entrance.

As soon as Eric opened the door, Anna Kournikova, who was slightly drunk, flashed in first curiously.

It was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and I had dinner at the Bernardine restaurant on 51st Street. Although the girl obviously had more to say, Eric didn't follow this girl to arrange other activities, but went straight home. Although tomorrow is Sunday, he still has work to do.

Anna Kournikova walked a few steps in the porch with her hands twisted behind her back. Suddenly, all the lights in the mansion came on, reflecting the girl's seductive ruddy face.

Subconsciously squinting her eyes, Anna Kournikova turned around and saw Eric following behind her with a smile, so she also smiled nicely, leaned over boldly, put her hands on the man's shoulders, and said: Today's dinner is not bad, Eric, but I still prefer the waiter's dissatisfaction with my clothes but helpless look, ha ha.

Most high-end restaurants have a dress code, but at Eric's level of power and wealth, there will be no restaurant that is not savvy enough to use these rules to restrict him.

Eric is still wearing a simple shirt and trousers, but there is nothing inappropriate about it, and he has never been a person who likes to go wild. However, Anna Kournikova entered the Bernardine restaurant today wearing a navel-baring T-shirt and shorts. Because she was Eric Williams’s girlfriend, she would never The waiters in the restaurant who politely stopped such customers turned a blind eye.

Perhaps because of being bound by IMG for a long time, Anna Kournikova's state at this time is obviously a canary who was very excited because she sneaked her wings out of the cage, eager to get rid of the restraint, but also Not brave enough to fly out of the cage.

Seeing the girl approaching with red lips slightly parted with the smell of alcohol in her small mouth, Eric dodged a little, put his arms around the girl's elastic waist, and said softly, Take off your shoes.

Hehe, Eric, are you in such a hurry? I'm all yours tonight.

Having said that, Anna Kournikova obediently kicked off the high-heeled sandals on her feet, and then picked up the hem of her small T-shirt, as if intending to continue taking it off, Eric stopped the girl's movements , pushed her into the living room, and said, Okay, let's take a shower.

Pushed away by Eric, the girl spun around on the cool floor with bare feet, and said, Eric, you are so big here, if I get lost, come and find me soon.

Penthouse at Sixth Avenue Entrance.

As soon as Eric opened the door, Anna Kournikova, who was slightly drunk, flashed in first curiously.

It was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and I had dinner at the Bernardine restaurant on 51st Street. Although the girl obviously had more to say, Eric didn't follow this girl to arrange other activities, but went straight home. Although tomorrow is Sunday, he still has work to do.

Anna Kournikova walked a few steps in the porch with her hands twisted behind her back. Suddenly, all the lights in the mansion came on, reflecting the girl's seductive ruddy face.

Subconsciously squinting her eyes, Anna Kournikova turned around and saw Eric following behind her with a smile, so she also smiled nicely, leaned over boldly, put her hands on the man's shoulders, and said: Today's dinner is not bad, Eric, but I still prefer the waiter's dissatisfaction with my clothes but helpless look, ha ha.

Most high-end restaurants have a dress code, but at Eric's level of power and wealth, there will be no restaurant that is not savvy enough to use these rules to restrict him.

Eric is still wearing a simple shirt and trousers, but there is nothing inappropriate about it, and he has never been a person who likes to go wild. However, Anna Kournikova entered the Bernardine restaurant today wearing a navel-baring T-shirt and shorts. Because she was Eric Williams’s girlfriend, she would never The waiters in the restaurant who politely stopped such customers turned a blind eye.

Perhaps because of being bound by IMG for a long time, Anna Kournikova's state at this time is obviously a canary who was very excited because she sneaked her wings out of the cage, eager to get rid of the restraint, but also Not brave enough to fly out of the cage.

Seeing the girl approaching with red lips slightly parted, with a faint smell of wine, Eric dodged a little, put his arms around the girl's elastic waist, and said softly, Take off your shoes.

Hehe, Eric, are you in such a hurry? I'm all yours tonight.

Having said that, Anna Kournikova obediently kicked off the high-heeled sandals on her feet, and then picked up the hem of her small T-shirt, as if intending to continue taking it off, Eric stopped the girl's movements , pushed her into the living room, and said, Okay, let's take a shower.

Pushed away by Eric, the girl turned around on the cool floor with bare feet, and said, Eric, you are so big here, if I get lost, come and find me soon.

Penthouse at Sixth Avenue Entrance.

As soon as Eric opened the door, Anna Kournikova, who was slightly drunk, flashed in first curiously.

It was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and I had dinner at the Bernardine restaurant on 51st Street. Although the girl obviously had more to say, Eric didn't follow this girl to arrange other activities, but went straight home. Although tomorrow is Sunday, he still has work to do.

Anna Kournikova walked a few steps in the porch with her hands twisted behind her back. Suddenly all the lights in the mansion came on, reflecting the girl's alluring ruddy face.

Subconsciously squinting her eyes, Anna Kournikova turned around and saw Eric following behind her with a smile, so she also smiled nicely, leaned over boldly, put her hands on the man's shoulders, and said: Today's dinner is not bad, Eric, but I still prefer the waiter's dissatisfaction with my clothes but helpless look, ha ha.

Most high-end restaurants have a dress code, but at Eric's level of power and wealth, there will be no restaurant that is not savvy enough to use these rules to restrict him.

Eric is still wearing a simple shirt and trousers, but there is nothing inappropriate about it, and he has never been a person who likes to go wild. However, Anna Kournikova entered the Bernardine restaurant today wearing a navel-baring T-shirt and shorts. Because she was Eric Williams’s girlfriend, she would never The waiters in the restaurant who politely stopped such customers turned a blind eye.

Perhaps because of being restrained by IMG for a long time, Anna Kournikova's state at this time is obviously a canary who was very excited because she sneaked her wings out of the cage, eager to get rid of the restraint, but also Not brave enough to fly out of the cage.

Seeing the girl approaching with red lips slightly parted with the smell of alcohol in her small mouth, Eric dodged a little, put his arms around the girl's elastic waist, and said softly, Take off your shoes.

Hehe, Eric, are you in such a hurry? I'm all yours tonight.

Having said that, Anna Kournikova obediently kicked off the high-heeled sandals on her feet, and then picked up the hem of her small T-shirt, as if intending to continue taking it off, Eric stopped the girl's movements , pushed her into the living room, and said, Okay, let's take a shower.

Pushed away by Eric, the girl spun around on the cool floor with bare feet, and said, Eric, you are so big here, if I get lost, come and find me soon.

Penthouse at Sixth Avenue Entrance.

As soon as Eric opened the door, Anna Kournikova, who was slightly drunk, flashed in first curiously.

It was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and I had dinner at the Bernardine restaurant on 51st Street. Although the girl obviously had more to say, Eric didn't follow this girl to arrange other activities, but went straight home. Although tomorrow is Sunday, he still has work to do.

Anna Kournikova walked a few steps in the porch with her hands twisted behind her back. Suddenly, all the lights in the mansion came on, reflecting the girl's seductive ruddy face.

Subconsciously squinting her eyes, Anna Kournikova turned around and saw Eric following behind her with a smile, so she also smiled nicely, leaned over boldly, put her hands on the man's shoulders, and said: Today's dinner is not bad, Eric, but I still prefer the waiter's dissatisfaction with my clothes but helpless look, ha ha.

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