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Chapter 1850 Everyone wants to be a photographer(1/2)

Farewell to Lin Shiyin and Minavar, the two women were obviously reluctant to part with each other.

This period of time has passed like a fish in water and is extremely moist.

Suddenly I was about to part, and I couldn't let go of it.

However, they also knew that there were other women waiting. Even if they were jealous, they still had to accept it.

After all, rationally speaking, they themselves belong to ‘other women’

...

103 Manhattan Beach.

Bergman, who just finished filming the new scene, is resting at home.

Clam.

"Who is it?" When she came to the porch and saw the bodyguard's face, she knew who was coming.

"Miss Bergman, the boss will arrive in 5 minutes." After saying that, the bodyguard turned his back to her and stood in front of the door like a doorpost.

"It's true, I don't know to notify me in advance." Bergman complained, and rushed into the bathroom like the wind.

It is definitely too late to take a bath with water.

Take a shower first, then check if there are any irregularities in your body.

Sweat-relieving balls and spray them with perfume.

Dingdong.

The doorbell rang, and Bergman had already dressed himself up beautifully and fragrantly.

When she opened the door in her pajamas, she threw herself into the man's arms without any hesitation.

This time, they haven't met for five months, and Bergman now only wants to sing one song.

Slide up and down

One harvest and one release

Back and forth

Fancy styles change

It's really not easy

Permanent movement

Full of wisdom and meaning

Between up and down

Speed ​​and strength coordination

Body and mind exercise

High and low rise and fall

The law of eternity

Turn around and turn around and turn around

This sing lasted six hours, and Bergman's voice became hoarse.

"It's all your fault. I feel my throat swollen." Bergman covered his throat with his hands, raised his fist in a hoarse voice, and patted his shoulder.

"Is it me?" Li Zitao was confused.

It was clearly because she kept holding herself to sing, "rotating, jumping, flashing," so why did she become her responsibility again?

Blanched his eyes, Bergman was too lazy to say one more word.

Seeing her aggrieved look, Li Zitao quickly comforted her and prepared rock sugar pear water for her.

"It'll be fine for two days, it works very well."

This thing is like a health supplement. No matter whether it is useful or not, it is delicious and harmless, so you can eat it right.

You should know that many times, the power of psychological suggestion is magical.

“So amazing.”

Bergman, who had drunk rock sugar pear water, covered his voice and shouted in surprise: "I feel much better."

"This is a secret recipe from my grandmother, it works very well." Li Zitao boasted and promoted the preciousness of this "secret recipe" for her.

"Thank you, Charlie."

Bergman snuggled in his arms with emotion. The preciousness was one aspect, mainly because he was willing to cook for himself and cook delicious pear candy water.

He is the only man he has ever seen who is willing to cook at home over the years.

Even in so many years, Bergman has never seen a second one.

Even the hotel chef she knew vowed to say that she never went into the kitchen at home.

"That's what women should do. My job is a chef, not a family cook."

Hearing these idiotic remarks, Bergman really wanted to pull his pig's head to see the romantic scene of the world's richest man cooking candy water for himself.

However, it is better to keep this little secret.

His handsome appearance, strong and tempting figure, and extraordinary and amazing achievements have already made countless women stunned.

If those Bichi knew about this, they would definitely try their best to climb onto his bed like crazy.

‘A group of charming green ponds!’

Thinking of the Bichi people in the company, Bergman was so angry that his teeth were itchy when he mentioned the boss's eyes.

"What's wrong? Does anyone make you angry?"

Seeing her sometimes frowning and sometimes gritting her teeth, Li Zitao asked curiously.

"No, nothing."

Bergman glanced at him faintly and put his head on his chest: "I'm just thinking, how great it would be if you didn't have that much charm."

"How could you fall in love with me then?" Li Zitao looked at her with a funny look.

Women are always like this, men are excellent enough, and they are afraid that they will attract bees and butterflies.

Not excellent enough, and don't even look at it.

If he hadn't become Charlie Lee, he would have been an evil worker at A.O Smith, Li Goudan.

A big star like Bergman who has achieved success may not even be able to look at him in front of him.

So say it!

This kind of problem is really troubled by mediocre people.

Bergman didn't say anything hypocritical. Even if he was not the person he is now, they would still fall in love.

Instead, he nodded funnyly and said, "You are right, but I still hope to occupy you more."

This is what she wants, she will say it directly, without striking indirectly.

"OK!"

Li Zitao hugged her and turned over, pressed her on her body and smiled, "Can I ask, how do I have it?"

…Save 50 cents to ask for votes…

At night, the air turned cold, but Bergman insisted on taking him to swim by the beach.

"The weather is very cold, you will get sick." Li Zitao was very worried about her body.

"Charlie, don't be so disappointed, hurry up, otherwise I'll go alone." Bergman, wearing a swimsuit, wrapped his body in his pajamas and ran to the beach with a smile.

At this time, there were no people on the streets, and the beach was even darker.

Li Zitao had no choice but to let Wang Kui drive the car over.

On the beach, four H3s turn on their headlights and overhead searchlights.

Smack ~

The searchlights lined up in a row instantly illuminated the beach in front of you, just like daylight.

"This is great." Bergman became even more excited.

He ran away along the beach with his feet on the waves, turned around and kicked him from time to time, and then ran away with a silver bell-like laugh.

"Hey, don't get me caught you."

"Come on, I can't catch me, huh~"

"You can't escape my demonic capture."

Chasing the two of them ran directly under the dock bridge.

The thick bridge pillar blocked the figure and they were not seen coming out for a long time.
To be continued...
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