I’m in Hollywood

Early in the morning, Aniston was happily busy in the kitchen, humming an unknown tune.

After meeting with my father's producer friend last night, it was completely determined that she will play the second female lead in a popular NBC TV series. Although she is not the heroine, it is quite good for her who is still a newcomer. . And the TV show can bring her a certain amount of fame, which is what Aniston desperately needs right now.

Jane, good morning. Half-brother Alex Aniston, scratching his head, dazedly walked past the kitchen door with the mist of the morning, and said hello at will.

Aniston turned his head and said to Alex with a packaged breakfast: Hey, Alex, breakfast is ready. When Dad and the others get up, they can eat it. I went out beforehand.

After speaking, before Alex could react, Aniston pushed the door in a hurry and left.

Rejecting Eric's invitation to the reception, Aniston has always been a little nervous. Although the arrangement of her relationship with Eric in the tabloids made her very depressed, her love for Eric still made her care about her boyfriend's feelings. .

I heard Eric's depression on the phone last night, so I thoughtfully made a loving breakfast early in the morning, intending to soothe my boyfriend's dissatisfaction, and at the same time, I could not wait to share the good news of my role with Eric. grams to share.

More than ten minutes later, Aniston got off the taxi at the door of Eric's house, took out the key that Eric specially assigned for her, opened the door and walked into the yard.

She didn't notice that in an inconspicuous gray Buick sedan more than ten meters away, a white man who had been somewhat drowsy suddenly woke up with an ecstatic expression on his face. He quickly grabbed the camera beside him and pressed the shutter. Violently kicked the sleeping companion next to him.

Hey, David, wake up, there's a good show to watch.

A fat black man with a wide-brimmed hat on his face, who was snoring and was sleeping soundly, was suddenly attacked. He took off the hat on his face in a conditioned reflex, froze his body, and stared at the car with bloodshot eyes from staying up late. Outside the window: Wayne, did Eric Williams and Drew Barrymore come out, where are they?

It's more exciting than that. Just now Eric's girlfriend, a convenience store salesperson, went in, haha, it's exciting now.

The fat black man named David looked around again and didn't see Aniston's figure. He reached out his hand to pull Wayne's camera, Wayne hurriedly stopped and said, What are you doing, be careful about the exposure of the negatives, we'll spend the night like that It's all in vain. Don't worry, I've just taken pictures.

That's good, that's good. David rubbed his chubby palms and grinned, I thought I would make a lot of money by filming Eric Williams taking Drew home for the night, but I didn't expect that. There are even more explosive, and now we have posted, Wayne, how much do you think our price is appropriate this time?

At least three thousand dollars. If the old guy from Santos lowers the price this time, we will change to another newspaper. Anyway, this news will definitely not be sold.

...

In his sleep, Eric felt that he was holding a soft mass, which was very comfortable. He squeezed it subconsciously with his big hand, and then opened his eyes in the girl's pain, and instantly felt a warm blanket in his arms. Body.

Because of the hangover, Eric, who was not very clear-headed, thought the girl in his arms was Aniston, and unceremoniously twisted the small cherry on the soft top of the palm: Baby, good morning.

The girl moaned softly, and leaned over her little head to kiss Eric's lips: Good morning,

Eric.

Um...ah! A familiar and unexpected baby face suddenly appeared in front of him, and Eric suddenly avoided the red lips printed by the girl in surprise.

The range of movements was too large, as if the head with a stone was dizzy for a while, rubbing his temples lightly, Eric asked at a loss: De... Drew... how is it you?

Drew seemed to be frightened by Eric's sudden action just now. He rolled his body to the other side, stretched out his hand and pulled up the quilt to cover his milk-white little breasts, and looked at Eric judgingly, pitifully: Eric Ke, you brought me back last night, and then... just... don't worry, I don't mind, I... I'm very happy.

I mind!

Eric sighed helplessly in his heart, reached out to find his clothes, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of Drew's sly and flickering eyes.

With a slight movement in his heart, Eric hurriedly lifted the quilt and checked it. The sheets were clean, and he sniffed hard and didn't smell the smell of sex afterwards. With a sigh of relief, Eric glared at Drew fiercely: Girl, we didn't do anything last night, right?

Did it, Drew protested with a small mouth: Eric, how can you do this, you don't want to admit it.

Then can you explain why the bed is so clean? Eric asked casually when he found his shirt and put it over his body.

Drew's head was spinning, and the expression on the baby's face was even more aggrieved: You...you forcibly stuffed that thing into someone's mouth, and finally let someone eat it, woowu...and let someone lick it clean for you when it's over. , you bastard, you have done such a disgusting thing, and you don't want to admit it now, you are so disappointing to me.

Eric felt that a million grass-mud horses roared in and galloped away in an instant.

Little auntie, where did you learn this? It's too heavy-handed. Are there already such high-level adult education films these days?

Okay, Drew, don't make trouble, get dressed quickly.

Seeing Eric's disbelief, Drew quickly got out of the bed and threw himself on Eric: Eric, if you don't believe me, do you dare to let me kiss you, I still have something in my mouth. taste?

Drew said that he was about to kiss Eric when he opened his small mouth, and Eric instantly showed a terrifying expression. If... true, it would be disgusting.

Don't...ah...don't be like this, Drew, I believe it, I believe it...shut up!

Don't hide, ah, Eric, you are so despicable.

The two were making a fuss, when the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open with a click.

Aniston stood by the door holding a convenience bag.

silence,

As if God suddenly pressed the pause button on the remote control in his hand.

After more than ten seconds, with the sound of a car's horn coming from a distance outside the window, the three talents responded.

Aggrieved, uncomfortable, angry, sad, disappointed... A series of emotions were mixed together, and Aniston felt a sense of relief inexplicably in his heart. Does it seem like this is how it should be?

Ai... Eric, I... I brought you breakfast. Aniston's voice was a little soft, as if a gust of wind could blow it away.

Bending down and placing the convenience bag on the floor under her feet, Aniston turned to leave, her footsteps getting faster and faster without realizing it, her high heels stomping on the floor, making a rattling sound that echoed in the somewhat empty house.

The moment tears fell, Aniston had already rushed out of Eric's small courtyard.

Don't let him see his tears, or this bastard will definitely be more proud.

The sound of the high heels completely woke Eric from his daze.

Annie, listen to my explanation... Eric hurriedly pushed Drew away, who was still wrapped around him, hurriedly put on his trousers, and rushed out quickly.

Because he was in a hurry, he almost stepped on the air when he went down the stairs. Fortunately, Eric grabbed the handrail of the stairs in time and rushed out of the yard in embarrassment. Revealing Aniston's back.

Eric, who hurriedly returned to the house to pick up the car keys, wanted to cry without tears.

Um...why use it again?

Friends played Rachel catching her boyfriend's rape, and catching Pitt and Jolie's rape in the past life.

This kind of talent skill is too cruel, how about giving it up?

When the car chased out, the taxi was no longer in sight, and Eric could only drive to John Aniston's house in Beverly Hills.

After dozens of minutes, after finishing his clothes, Eric rang the doorbell of John Aniston's house.

Hello, er, Eric, are you looking for Jane? Aniston's half-brother opened the door and recognized Eric.

Eric asked anxiously, Alex, where is your sister?

Alex Aniston wondered: She went out early, didn't she find you?

Seeing that Alex didn't look like he was lying, Eric said goodbye and hurriedly turned to leave. Since Aniston didn't come back, he probably went to his rental house in Burbank.

When he came to the door of Aniston's nest, he knocked on the door, but there was no response. Eric looked around and saw that there was no one around. He took out the spare key from the flower pot next to the door and opened the apartment door.

The moment he walked into the room, Eric keenly felt that Aniston had returned, and the air still had the unique fragrance of Aniston.

After searching around, I finally found a note on the coffee table in the living room: Eric, let's break up.

With a sigh, he rushed back to John Aniston's house again, and it was still Alex Aniston who opened the door.

Alex, you...

Alex Aniston didn't wait for Eric to finish, and said directly: Eric, let's go. Jane said she went to New York ahead of time, let's not tell you.

Forehead……

A low IQ is sometimes good.

Is it Eric? Please come in. Eric didn't know how to answer when John Aniston's voice came from the room.

When Alex heard his father's words, he turned sideways with some dissatisfaction and let Eric enter the door.

Come with me. John Aniston glanced at Eric blankly, turned and walked in.

Eric nodded to John Aniston's current wife in the living room and followed John Aniston to the study.

Sit down, Eric, would you like something to drink?

No need, Mr. Aniston, can you tell me which airport Anne went to. I think there are some things that need to be explained.

John Aniston glanced at Eric's messy clothes and asked, Eric, did you attend the reception last night?

Uh, yes.

Did you sleep with another woman after the party?

John, this is a misunderstanding, I...

John Aniston waved his hand and said, You don't have to explain it to me, I just think it's better for you to be separated. Maybe you don't know, these days, Annie is under a lot of pressure and always seems a little irritable and restless.

why?

John Aniston said: You have been together for a long time, don't you know her character? Anne is a strong girl, you have achieved such dazzling results, and Anne is still unknown, plus the newspapers It's normal for her to have these emotions because of those words.