American Legendary Life

"Let me go." On the big bed where six people lay flat, Bergman gritted his teeth and looked at the **** in front of him.

How could he do this, seeing that he didn't even have a word, just--

So comfortable!

But even if the body succumbed, my heart would not succumb, Bergman said to himself in his heart.

"I just miss you too much." The tightened arm relaxed, and Li Zitao looked at the woman in the arm affectionately, with a tender look full of love.

Bowing her head and kissing at the corner of her brow, all the resistance of Bergman immediately disintegrated.

"Kiss me." Hanging his head, closing his eyes, the emotional singing and rough gasping sounded again.

...

Three times in the sun, Bergman opened his eyes and found that the people around him had disappeared.

The sourness that had spread in my heart had not yet flooded. The door was opened from the outside. Li Zitao, who was pushing the dining car, came with a big smile, "Dear, your breakfast."

Simple bread, milk, and omelette, with a smiley face on it.

"Taste it, this is the first time I made it." Picking up the dinner plate and holding it up in front of Bergman, Li Zitao said with a spoon to his mouth.

"You're a bastard," Bergman said with tears in his eyes, emptied.

"Yes, I'm a bastard, a bastard." Wiping the tears off her eyes, Li Zitao kissed her forehead distressedly.

A sweet breakfast, let Bergman selectively forget all the blame, just want to enjoy the feeling of love.

"Perhaps this is not bad." Feeling Li Zitao's meticulous care and sincere concern, Bergman fell into self-consolation.

The young girl in love can always find 10,000 reasons for the silly act.

...

Ten minutes before the time was pulled back, a black-red Cadillac drove past the hotel door, with two women sitting in the car.

"Princess, don't you really go up?" Phyllis looked at the hotel curiously.

Why did the princess arrive in Los Angeles, knowing that Charlie Lee was in the hotel, instead of looking for him, instead insisting on going to Hollywood first?

"No." At the command of Her Royal Highness, the driver nodded, and the car drove past the hotel to Hollywood.

Beverly 12.

Cadillac stopped in black and red, Phyllis glanced at the princess, got out of the car and went to the door to ring the doorbell.

"Who is it?" the servant who was watering the lawn asked curiously.

"We came from Los Angeles and made an appointment with Miss Garbo." Phyllis said with a high tone.

"Wait." Putting down the water pipe, the servant turned off the water and ran towards the house.

When he came out again, he wore a silk sling and his skirt was above his knees. Garbo, who was wearing a shoulder strap, stepped forward to open the door.

"His Royal Highness." Seeing the servants in tandem, Garbo squeezed a smile.

Until now she did not know why the high princess suddenly offered to visit.

For this matter, she has been in anxiety for the past two days.

"Garbo, hello." Adelaide took the initiative to grab her hand and greeted with a friend-like smile.

Seeing her performance, Jiabao suppressed her inner tension and relaxed: "Let's go in and say!"

Sitting in the living room and drinking tea, Jiabao was still surprised when he heard the cooperation proposed by the princess.

"These clothes?" she said, pointing to the clothes on her body. When she heard that the princess was coming for her clothes, Garbo thought she had misheard.

"Yes, I invited a small and well-known designer in the fashion world of country F. She will become our partner and promote these clothes to the whole world."

Adelaide put down her teacup gracefully and put her hands on her lap.

"Can you know who she is?" Garbo was a little emotional. Someone once suggested that she do this, but she didn't want to contact Vanity Fair outside Hollywood anymore.

A comfortable life made her willing to give up fame and fortune, but if someone takes care of this, it is good news for her.

"Elsa Shaparelli, I think you heard the name." Adelaide looked at the small round table magazine beside her and smiled.

"Of course, she can always be seen in popular magazines." Garbo said with admiration for the rise of this new army and the fashion designer of single mothers.

After her husband's abandonment, her father's serious illness, her daughter's frailty, and the nightmare of poliomyelitis, she has never broken her optimism and longing for life.

With a keen observation of fashion, she has now been compared with the contemporary Chanel, but the relationship between the two is not very good.

The conversation with the princess was pleasant, the imaginary threats, viciousness, verbal abuse, etc.

None of them appeared at all, and the afternoon passed quickly. Adelaide said that when she left, Garbo was reluctant to let her go.

For a long time no one has been able to chat with her so happily, so that she can put down the alert and talk about the bits and pieces of life with each other.

"I will ask the lawyer to draft the document as soon as possible, and Elsa will also come from Paris, and you will be able to have a good time by then."

After confirming the time again, the car took her and the maid away, until the car disappeared around the corner, the smile on Jiabao's face gradually converged.

"Do you want me to retreat from difficulties?" With a bitter smile, Garbo returned to the room~www.wuxiaspot.com~The gate of the manor was closed again.

...

When Li Zitao received a call from his fiancee to come to Los Angeles, it was already five days later.

"Cooperation with Jiabao?" Li Zitao listened strangely on the phone.

"Yes, my dear, she has some great design drafts in her hands, you really should see it for yourself." Adelaide's soft laughter came.

Of course I know, not only do I know it, but I did it myself.

"Cough, I know, I will tell the hotel to be ready, when will you arrive -" Hang up the phone, Li Zitao rubbed his head.

Fiancee probably knows his relationship with Garbo, but she invited a designer to work with Garbo to create a fashion brand.

"What is this for?" Li Zitao couldn't understand.

Fire in the backyard?

It should not be. This is a tacit understanding between him and Adelaide, and it is why he turns into a perfect boyfriend every time he faces her.

Because of her accommodation, Li Zitao wanted to give her the best.

"Identify your identity, demonstrate?" Perhaps there is a reason for this, just when he learned that Adelaide had already met with Garbo.

When she heard that the two had a very good conversation, she was about to confederate her blood and beg for help.

"Forget it, just go with them." Thinking of some time, Li Zitao asked Jesse to prepare the car.

Called Bergman, who was fainted by love, and headed to Hollywood together.

"I'll get the document ready again, sign it obediently, and then Jesse will send you to the port." Separated from Bergman on Hollywood Boulevard.

After a deep kiss, Bergman waved reluctantly: "Remember to miss me."

"Here, I miss you every day." Pointing his finger, Li Zitao smiled and waved his hands, and the leisurely days are coming to an end.