American Fortune Life

Almost everyone has had the illusion of traveling in the sea. The world is so big. Rather than sitting on a beautiful beach and watching bikinis, it is better to drive a yacht out to sea in the wind and waves one day.

Malachite-like waters and colorful corals are just a stone's throw away from the beautiful underwater world. A variety of tropical fish schools are at your fingertips, blending with the beautiful ocean, experiencing a different world, and discovering different things beauty of!

The Port of Long Beach in Los Angeles is a very large yacht yard. It was a military port in the past, so the deep-water port here was converted into civilian use, and it became a yacht marina.

Since some time ago, Andy Smith's Superyacht Fast Silver anchored into the port, and it has become a new landscape for many people to take pictures and to be curious.

Near noon, there were only four bodyguards guarding the fast silver berth that had been parked, and people were coming and going, with ingredients, drinks, and various rations constantly being carried on board, a dozen tall and burly men with sunglasses Standing alert by the deck fence.

Anyone who saw this scene guessed that the owner of this super yacht, the super rich Andy Smith, was about to go to sea, and all kinds of envious eyes focused on this silver-grey super-yacht.

"Da da da"

The roar of the helicopter propeller from near to far, hovering when flying over the fast silver bow, and slowly descending to the dock, Andy jumped off the plane, his clothes were rolled up by the propeller hurricane Blowing and hunting, hair was scattered.

Andy quickly walked down the stairs and entered the cabin. The helicopter on the dock behind him began to climb. The ladder was suspended for a moment, and the fuselage drew an arc in the air and flew back to downtown Los Angeles.

"Open the laser shield ..."

Andy walked into the cabin living room of Italy's modern design style with the elegance and beauty of ancient Greece and the magnificent sight of ancient Rome. He stepped on the stairs and ordered the bodyguards as he stepped up the stairs.

Nothing is more important than protecting ** from the paparazzi's snooping, after all, there is Taylor around.

Taking off his suit shirt, Andy, with a proud smile on his face, threw it into the locker in the cloakroom, took out a pair of blue beach pants and a white hoodie to put on.

Alas, there should be a pair of year-long big tui in your collection!

Andy went to the floor-to-ceiling glass door and pressed the button. The special glass door separated from the middle, went to the private deck, stood by the guardrail, blowing the sea breeze, watching the bodyguards on the second deck, and constantly moving to the ship. Something for the workers.

A black SUV entered the pier, and soon stopped at the place where the fast silver berth was parked. The female bodyguard stepped out of the car, greeted two people, and carried the two suitcases onto the ship.

Andy frowned, looking at the probe, and found that there was no Taylor figure, could not help but a little aggressive, quickly walked into the bedroom and went downstairs.

In the living room on the first floor, the female bodyguard stood in front of the two suitcases with a strange expression, and looked at Andy as she walked down the stairs.

"What about Taylors?"

"Ahem ..." The female bodyguard twitched and pointed her finger at the large black trunk.

"Sink"

Andy's eyes widened, and he looked like a freak, pointed to the trunk and said, "Are you sure?"

The female bodyguard nodded in tears.

"Hehe ..." Andy twitched at the corner of his mouth, silently reached out and covered his half of his face, he couldn't laugh or cry, then waved his hand, and the female bodyguard turned slightly to leave.

Andy made a circle around the **** box, crying and laughing could not become a joke, squatting down.

Bang!

After taking two consecutive shots, he laughed jokingly: "You really dare to play anything!"

Thump thump

The **** box moved twice, making Andy laugh again and opened the box.

"Dangdang Dang"

Taylor sat up red from the cowering state, opened his arms, opened his arms with a charming sweet smile on his face, and red **** lifted lightly, raising his eyebrows, a mischievous appearance.

"Oh, are you going to be a niang?" Andy narrowed his eyes with a smile, stretched out his hand to pull Taylor up, wrapped her slender waist, and pointed her finger on the tip of her nose, teasing.

"What box of niang?" Taylor wrapped his hands around Andy's neck and jumped up, hanging in Andy's arms like a koala, grinning with red smile and narrowing it into a gap, kissing Andy's mouth .

"Oh, the story begins with a box that was suddenly delivered to home. In the box is a beautiful girl born from an apple. Play with her, eat, and enter the box with her ...

She can also look at her with a smile, a variety of cute gestures in the game ...

So, the incredible and wonderful life of the cute beautiful girl in the box began. "

Andy hugged Taylor and raised her eyebrows in a whisper and explained softly in her ears. You can clearly see that Taylor's white cheeks slowly turned red, reaching the ears, and then Taylor's glamorous water mist rose. He and Andy stared at each other, trembling and beating.

"Oh, how about, do you want to eat 'stuff' now? Or shall we go upstairs to play 'game' now?"

Looking at the burning flame in Andy's eyes, Tyler flushed slightly, biting his own red, a chun-like mood, clenching Andy's neck shyly, and resting his chin on Andy's shoulder , Whispered softly: "You are such a nasty guy ..."

"Hehe." Andy shouted as he went up the stairs: "Go out!" ...

"嘀"

After the dull whistle, the Superyacht Fast Silver sailed slowly out of the dock. The streamlined Fast Silver opened the deep blue sea, leaving a white lang flower with a tumbling tail. Under the bright sun, it was silvery. The gloss, sailing towards the deep sea.

On a desert highway in California, a white RV and a dozen other cars are parked together. Not far away are a variety of photographic equipment. A dozen people are busy.

On a red Persian rug, there are some seemingly old big pillows, wearing jeans, short denim jacket, wide open collar, black and white lace lace looming Han Caiying painted a heavy smoky makeup, expression Lying down on the carpet pillow, lazily changing various expressions and poses, in cooperation with the photographer's photo.

In the touring car, Sun Yizhen, wearing a snakeskin low xiong camisole, looked at herself in the makeup mirror and the hair stylist holding a hair dryer behind her to make her hair style. She was surprised that she could control the retro decadent makeup.

Laughing at the trendy Han Jiaren wearing eye-catching old jeans and logo-printed t-shirts, "This group of advertisements will be shocked by the domestic people!"

Looking at her three-dimensional features in the mirror, her makeup was westernized, and she looked like a doll, becoming extremely delicate. Han Jiaren blinked her talking big eyes, a little dull.

With the clothes on her body, she has the boyish handsomeness and the charming of the little woman, and interprets a different fashionable atmosphere.

"It's really cooler than Witch Youxi ..."

Han Jiaren said with a charming sweet smile on her face. At this moment, the melancholy and haze in her eyebrows had long disappeared. The bright and bright smile showed her inner joy, and all this was naturally toiled by Andy. Results.

Nothing can't be solved by injection, if there is, then continue to do it!

"Ha ha."

Looking at Han Jiaren's bright smile, the cute eyes and the mole on the nose that fascinated many men, Sun Yizhen smiled and crescented into a crescent. She was not hostile to Han Jiaren, although she could feel To Andy's fascination with Han Jiaren became tai, but as clever as her, it is naturally clear that now the three of them are one, and the combination of Andy this **** always miss is more important than the unreliable contention.

"Buzz"

At this moment, the mobile phone on the dressing table vibrated, and Sun Yizhen smiled apologetically to the hairdresser in the mirror, reached for the mobile phone, opened the text message, and looked at Han Jiaren with a curious look. His face turned slightly red, his mouth turned up, and he rolled his eyes with annoyance, and then handed it to Han Jiaren.

Han Jiaren blinked her eyes and looked at the Korean text message, "I have already sailed, and 5 days later, Hawaii will meet and return to Korea by boat. We can enjoy playing games at sea ..."

Han Jia, who has a pretty face and a fever, looked at the unpleasant text message from Andy, biting red and shouting, "What a bastard!"