my sister is a supermodel

But when we go on stage, there are always problems of one kind or another. This is what the director said is not in good condition and needs to be adjusted.

"Handsome guy! Alone?"

A scantily clad woman came over, put his shoulders on his shoulders, leaned half on the bar, squeezed most of the evil from his chest.

You don't need to look at the face, just look at the skin, shoes, and the perfume on your body to know what it is.

"I need quiet!"

Rocca took out a green note and shook it.

"Fuck~ Is it a big deal to have a few stinky money?"

The woman yelled and cursed, turned her buttocks and walked away. After walking two steps, she reached out and took the money.

"Thank you handsome!"

Roca shook his head, picked up the cup and drank it down, and lightly exhaled.

"Continued Cup!"

He tapped on the bar.

"Ok!"

The bartender served him another glass of Charleston's specialty pirate rum, a very strong alcohol with a refreshing fruity taste, sweetness of sugar cane, and strong ginger flavor, a glass of 22 dollars.

Rocca added a piece of crushed ice with a spoon and shook it gently.

Before he decided to become an actor, he was just planning to play for fun, not as a serious job. At that time, he felt very comfortable and had a good time playing, without thinking about acting skills, without entanglement in state, and without paying too much attention to it.

It’s just that not long ago, he met Tom Cruise and saw the privileges of being a superstar. He suddenly wanted to be serious, wanted to treat acting as a career, and wanted to achieve some achievements, and then all the problems and problems came suddenly. Make him a little helpless.

"Do you want to return to the previous state?"

Roca shook the wine glass, and the ice cubes kept hitting the glass wall, jingling.

"Isn't it just for fun?"

"Why do you want to be a superstar?"

"This road is quite difficult!"

Roca shook his head, holding the wine glass and preparing to drink it down.

Snapped!

The shoulder was violated again.

The wine glass swung, and a drop of golden rum dripped down the edge of the glass onto the bar. Roca's eyes turned cold, and he turned to look at the person coming.

A tall, muscular hunk, looking tough in a black tank top and jeans.

"What's up?"

Roca frowned slightly, lifted his clothes, and half of the gun was exposed on his waist.

"Oh~ handsome guy, don't get me wrong, I mean no harm!"

Musclebump waved his hand and quickly explained, "I've been paying attention to you for a long time just now, and I saw you sitting here drinking alone, and rejected Maria, did you come to the wrong bar?"

"what?"

Roca frowned slightly.

"The Gay House is next door, do you want to come together?"

The muscle bump blinked suddenly, and his expression became very charming.

hiss~

Too hot for the eyes.

Roca covered his forehead and waved his hands, "Fuck off, I'm not gay!"

"Hey~ what a pity!"

The muscle lump shook his head, and left with regret.

"fuck~"

Rocca wanted to come to the bar to adjust his mood, but his mood became worse.

He picked up the wine glass, endured the strong smell of ginger, and tasted the fruity and sweetness of the rum. After drinking four glasses, he gradually became a little dizzy.

Snapped!

He puts down his tip and prepares to leave.

boom!

Just as he stood up, someone bumped his shoulder again. He lost his footing and fell back to his seat.

"Feel sorry!"

It was a woman who apologized, and Roca could guess some relevant information before turning to look at her.

This woman uses the treasures in the Chanel collection, a small 50ml bottle, priced at $196, which is also Kate's favorite.

A woman who can afford this perfume is definitely not short of money.

When the woman apologized, her voice was stunned. An apology is a kind of politeness, without any sincerity.

And this woman can knock a tall and strong man back into the seat, tall enough and heavy enough.

He turned around, and the woman happened to sit down next to him.

"A glass of pirate rum!"

The woman tapped on the bar.

Just as he had guessed, the woman was close to 1.8 meters tall, and her weight was definitely a leader in the chubby class, but she was tall, and she didn't look too fat, but had a plump charm.

The woman was stylishly dressed in a designer black summer dress with a blond ponytail and glasses like him.

The tawny tortoiseshell frame covered her eyebrows and eyes, and she could only roughly see her slightly round face with fair skin, and her movements were elegant when she held up the wine glass.

"Little guy, do you recognize me?"