When Cameron woke up the next morning, he found that Hugo was not by his side. After getting up, he searched around and found that "corpses" were everywhere on the second and first floors. Pedro even shrank into a ball on the recliner in the courtyard. The morning on the beach was very cold. Looking at Pedro who was trembling and unwilling to enter the room, Cameron was speechless.

Later, Cameron found Hugo's figure in the study on the third floor. Hugo was lying on the lounge chair. A script fell on the floor, and another script was placed on his stomach. His head was tilted to one side and he fell asleep like a child. The morning sun was lazily penetrated the glass door and fell on him, looking warm.

Cameron walked to the lounge chair, bent down and picked up the script on the ground, then carefully pulled out the script from Hugo's hand, put it on the desk next to him, then went downstairs to get a thin blanket, went upstairs again, and gently covered Hugo's body.

Hugo seemed to feel the warmth of the blanket, moved his body slightly, then hugged the blanket tighter, changed to a comfortable position, and was still asleep. Cameron could even hear Hugo's even breathing sound, like a baby under the age of one year.

Cameron squatted beside him and looked at Hugo's sleeping face seriously. She actually liked the way Hugo looked when she smiled the most, because Hugo's smile always made her feel warm, just like the most beautiful sunshine. But today Cameron found that Hugo looked a little...cute when she got up.

Cameron noticed that Hugo's eyebrows and eyes always had some softness, just like a landscape painting outlined by Asian brush and ink, which made people involuntarily want to outline the three-dimensional outline with their fingers. So Cameron couldn't help but lift the index finger of her right hand and gently painted Hugo's eyebrows, eyes, nose bridge, and lips...

Hugo seemed to have noticed the touch of his fingertips. The itch of the hair blown by the breeze made him frown slightly, and he raised his hand and rubbed his nose. He almost touched Cameron's hand, which scared Cameron and quickly withdrew his fingers. Hugo felt comfortable, stretched his eyebrows, buried his whole body in the blanket, and fell asleep again.

Cameron looked at Hugo, who was curled up like a cat, sleeping lazyly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't help but gently outlined.

She likes moments like this because she feels that she has the whole world.

Hugo seemed to notice the look of looking at him. The hot gaze made him open his eyes sensitively. On the crew, he has developed the ability to fall asleep at any time and wake up at any time. Then he saw Cameron's eyes flashing with excitement. Hugo laughed in silence, "Are you observing how embarrassed I feel when I sleep in the morning?"

Cameron laughed softly, "Yes, it turns out that Mr. Hugo, who is the perfect dream lover in countless women, also breathes a sigh of relief in the morning..."

Hugo pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly, "I am a human, not Santa Claus." Hugo's metaphor was so funny that Cameron couldn't help laughing out loud. He laughed so hard that he leaned back and forth. As a result, his butt sat on the ground, which made Hugo clapped his palm and laughed.

If it were the past, Cameron would have been very shy, but today, Cameron was not worried at all. He laughed with Hugo regardless of his image, then sat up, touched Hugo's forehead with his forehead, and deeply imprinted Hugo's eyes in his eyes, and whispered, "If Santa Claus is so charming, I will definitely make a wish every day to wait for his arrival."

After saying that, Cameron printed a kiss on Hugo's lips, and then looked at Hugo's still hazy, lazy and dull expression, and smiled proudly, as if he had completed a difficult task. The pride gently flew between her eyebrows, like an elf waving his wings.

Cameron gently patted Hugo's cheek with his palm, "Get up quickly. We still have a lot of things to buy today. There is still a lot of furniture and decorations at home, and the task is very difficult!"

Hugo looked at Cameron in front of him and was a little stunned. He had just woken up and his brain reaction was really slow. He could not keep up with the speed of Cameron's head turning.

What does Cameron mean? Do the furniture and details of the villa be arranged in the way Cameron has? But this is an environment that he has not had time to get familiar with. Looking around, he still feels unfamiliar, as if he is not his own home at all. Cameron just wants to arrange it according to her idea. What does this mean? Living together?

This... seems too fast, right? Didn't he move only yesterday?

Cameron captured the shock that flashed through Hugo's sight, and she realized that she was a little too anxious.

Cameron likes to visit furniture stores very much because she likes the feeling of decorating her home according to her own preferences. She feels the warmth and warmth of the home from trivial details such as a cup, a teacoon, and a pair of slippers. She is keen on this process. So when Cameron sees Hugo's empty villa, she feels as if she sees a blank piece of paper waiting for the painter to splash her pen and ink, full of excitement.

But... is she treating Hugo's home as her own?

Cameron realized her mistake, and she burst into laughter, covering up her embarrassment, and said in a jokey tone, "Yesterday, Leo and the others were looking for towels, but they couldn't find it. You guys gathered together every day. It seems that you need to hire a hourly worker, otherwise it would definitely be a disaster. This villa is completely a carnival place for you bachelors. I will reduce the number of times I come here in the future. No wonder Charlize ran away so early yesterday. As expected, she is still wiser."

After Cameron finished speaking, he stood up and left the study room, shouting, "Joe! Samora! Get up! Today, the supermarket's big purchase needs your efforts!"

Leaving the third floor and standing on the stairs leading to the second floor, Cameron covered her chest and felt the beating heart. Fortunately, she just covered up her past in time. Although she and Hugo had been dating for ten months, they were still too far away from living together. What's more, Hugo had just moved to his new home yesterday and was adapting to a single life alone, so obviously it would not be the right time.

Cameron couldn't help but feel a little annoyed at her recklessness just now, but calmed down and felt the sound of the heart hitting her chest, Cameron fell silent. Why did she feel a little regret and loss deep in her heart?

Cameron took a deep breath, shook his head, threw out all the mixed thoughts in his mind, and shouted again, "Joe! Samora! Leo! You drunks, get up!"

Hugo half-gettted and sat on the recliner, his head was still muddy. What happened just now? In fact, Hugo knew what happened, but he couldn't connect it. His head was dizzy and a little dizzy when he woke up just now. He was not sure if he was thinking too much.

He rubbed his temples and sat quietly on the lounge chair for a while. The bright sunshine outside the window made Hugo turn his head and look over. His sight line and the skyline converge together. A bright golden color fell on the blue sky. Several small figures could be seen. They should be young people rushing out to surf at high tide.

Such a peaceful beauty made Hugo's brain wake up little by little, but everything was so strange. For a moment, he even began to think about where he was. He looked around and saw that he had never seen anything before. He did not find Alex or Charlize, he did not shout about the toilet lid early in the morning, he did not chatter about the sound of the party last night, nor did he see the branches and leaves of the sycamore tree outside the window, nor did he hear Ernst muttering and complaining in the morning, nor was he even woken up by the sound of Joseph or Carl coming downstairs to take breakfast...

Hugo sat in place, and the unfamiliar but clear view spread out in his sight, clearly reminding Hugo that this is his villa in Malibu. From today on, this is his home.

Hugo stood up from the lounge chair, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, stretching his big laziness, feeling his sore muscles moaning. He didn't remember when he fell asleep last night, as if he was asleep while reading the script of "Far Away from Casino". The negative temperament of the protagonist's despair and self-destruction is really not suitable for Hugo. Hugo is the kind of person who always holds hope. If it weren't for this belief, he wouldn't have rolled in the underground rock circle for ten years; if it weren't for this spirit, he wouldn't have been able to cheer up after the Golden Raspberry Award. Therefore, the negative emotions of "Far Away from Casino" were like poison to Hugo, which made him fall asleep smoothly.

After leaving the study, Hugo walked to the first floor and saw the messy room after the party. The scene of the carnival in his mind reappeared again, "Guys, aren't anyone hungry? If you want to go out for dinner, please speak out, otherwise you will just leave it at home."

When Hugo shouted, Leonardo began to respond first, "I! I! Wait for me!" His lazy voice was even confused, probably he didn't know where he was. Then he heard the excited shouts of Pedro and Alex, "Pizza! Pizza! Pizza!"

The originally quiet villa became lively again in a blink of an eye.

Since the new home has no kitchen utensils, Samora, Joseph and Neil are the drivers, driving everyone to the restaurant in a huge way. After the meal was over, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon. Those who had a job left, those who had no job returned to the villa to go to the swimming pool to play in the water, while Hugo and Cameron went out to buy daily necessities together.

After the chore of moving, Hugo unexpectedly got a holiday. This happened for three consecutive days. A group of people gathered at Hugo's house as rice insects, caring day and night, and welcoming the arrival of summer in the lazyest posture.
Chapter completed!