Chapter 38: Childish talent

Early in the morning, Aniston was happily busy in the kitchen with an unknown tone.
After meeting with my father's producer friend last night, she was completely sure that she would star in the NBC's hit TV series. Although she is not the heroine, she is quite good for her newcomer. . And this TV series can bring her a certain reputation, this is the most urgent need for Aniston.
"Zhen, good morning." Alex Aniston, the half-brother of the half-brother, took the morning fascination, scratched his head and stumbled across the kitchen door, and snorted at random.
Aniston turned his head and carried a packaged breakfast to Alex: "Hey, Alex, breakfast is done, wait for Dad to get out of bed and eat, I have to go out beforehand."
After that, without waiting for Alex to respond, Aniston slammed the door.
Rejecting the invitation of Eric's reception, Aniston's psychology has been a little embarrassing. Although the tabloids made her and Eric's relationship difficult for her, but her love for Eric still makes her care for her boyfriend. .
I heard Eric's depression on the phone last night, so I made a loving breakfast in the morning, I was soothing my boyfriend's dissatisfaction, and I couldn't wait to get the good news of my role and Irene. G share.
After more than ten minutes, Aniston got a taxi at the door of Eric's house and took out the key that Eric specially intended for her to open the door and walk into the yard.
She did not find that in a humble gray Buick sedan more than ten meters away, a white man who was already a drowsy moment woke up in an instant, with a ecstatic expression on his face, quickly grabbed the camera next to him and pressed the shutter while Wake up to the companions who are beating nearby.
"Hey, David, wake up, have a good show."
The black fat man with a wide-brimmed hat on his face and a snoring sound suddenly attacked. He took off his face in a responsive manner and squinted his body. He looked at the car with a pair of bloodshot eyes. Outside the window: "Wean, is Eric Williams and Drew Barrymore out, where?"
"More exciting than that, just Eric's convenience store saleswoman girlfriend went in, haha, this is wonderful."
The black fat man named David looked at him again. He didn't see Aniston's figure. He reached out and touched Wien's camera. Wien quickly stopped: "What are you doing, watch the film exposure, then we will spend the whole night. It’s white. Don’t worry, I’ve just taken a photo.

"That's good, that's good." David licked his chubby palm and grinned: "I thought I would have made Eric Williams take Drue home for the night and make a fortune. I didn't expect There is even more explosive, this time we sent, Wien, you said how much we are asking for this price?"
"At least three thousand dollars, the old guy of Santos would have to press the price again, we will change a newspaper, anyway, this news will definitely not sell."
......
In the dream, Eric felt that he was holding a soft thing, very comfortable, and the big hand subconsciously squeezed it, then opened his eyes in the girl’s pain, and instantly felt a warmth in his arms. body.
For the sake of the hangover, Eric, who was not so clear-headed, thought that the girl in her arms was Aniston, and unknowingly licked the soft cherry on the palm of her hand: "Baby, good morning."
The girl snorted softly and leaned over the small head to kiss Eric's lips: "Good morning, Eric."
"Well...ah!" The familiar and unexpected baby face suddenly appeared in front of him, and Eric was amazed by the red lips that the girl printed.
The range of motion was too large, as if a head with a stone was dizzy and gently licking the temple, Eric asked at a loss: "De... Drew... How are you?"
Drew seems to have been scared by Eric’s sudden move. The body rolled to the other side, stretched out the quilt to cover the milky white chest, and looked at Eric softly and pitifully:
Ere K, you brought me back last night, then...just... you can rest assured, I don't mind, I... I am very happy."
I mind!
Eric sighed helplessly, reaching out to find his own clothes, and inadvertently picked up Drew's eyes with shimmering eyes.
With a slight movement in his heart, Eric quickly checked the quilt and the sheets were clean, and they sniffed and sniffed the smell of sex. With a sigh of relief, Eric glanced at Drew: "Shantou, we didn't do anything last night, right?"

Do it,
Drew snorted and protested.
Eric, how can you do this, you don’t want to admit it.

"Then can you explain why the bed is so clean?" Eric found the shirt on his body and asked casually.
Drew’s brain flies, and the expression on the face of the doll is more aggrieved:
You... you forced the stuff into the mouth of others, and finally let people eat it, oh... it’s still making people clean and clean. You bastard, doing such a disgusting thing, now I don’t want to admit it, you are too disappointing."
Eric felt that a million grass horses roared in an instant and went on.
Grandma, grandmother, you have learned this. It’s too heavy. Have you had such a high level of adult education in this year?
"Well, Drew, don't make trouble, hurry and get dressed."
Drew sees Eric more and more unbelief, and quickly flies out of the bed and slams into Eric: "Eric, if you don't believe, you dare let me kiss you, I still have Taste?"
Drew said that he would kiss Eric when he opened his mouth. Eric instantly showed a horrible expression. If... really, it would be disgusting.
"Don't... ah... don't do this, Drew, I believe, I believe... I will stop!"
"Don't hide, ah, Eric, you are so mean."
The two people were making a roll and the door of the bedroom suddenly slammed and pushed away.
Aniston held a convenience bag and stood at the door.
silence,
As if God suddenly pressed the pause button of the remote control in his hand.
After more than ten seconds, with the sound of a car horn coming out of the window, three talents reacted.
Wronged, uncomfortable, angry, sad, disappointed... A series of emotions mixed together, Aniston’s heart inexplicably rushed out of a sense of liberation, things... seems to be like this?
"Ai... Eric, I... I brought you breakfast." Aniston's voice was a bit light, as if a gust of wind could blow away.
Bending over the convenience bag on the floor under the feet, Aniston turned and left, the footsteps were getting faster and faster, and the high heels slammed on the floor, making a squeaking sound, echoing in some empty houses.
At the moment when the tears fell, Aniston had already rushed out of the Eric home.
Can't let him see his tears, otherwise the will definitely be more proud.
The snoring of high heels completely knocked Eric out of the lock.
"Annie, you listen to me..." Eric quickly pushed Drew, who was still wrapped around himself, to open his trousers and rushed out.
Because the action was too urgent, I almost slammed the stairs when I went down the stairs. Fortunately, Eric grabbed the stair railings in time and rushed out of the yard. I could only see a big yellow taxi going away. The car was faint. The back of Aniston is revealed.
Eric, who hurried back to the house to pick up the car keys, was crying for tears. This was the first time, and it was raped.
Amount... Why use it again?
In "Friends", Rachel catches his boyfriend's traitor. In the past, he caught Pete and Julie's traitors. I have passed through it and have not stopped.
This kind of talent skill is too devastating, can you give up?
When driving out of the car, I couldn't see the taxi. Eric could only drive to the home of John Aniston in Beverly Hills.
After a few minutes, the whole shirt was finished, and Eric rang the doorbell of John Aniston’s house.
"Hello, Eric, are you coming to find Jane?" Aniston's half-brother opened the door and recognized Eric.
Eric asked anxiously: "Alex, what about your sister?"
Alex Aniston wondered: "She went out early, not looking for you?"
Eric saw Alex's look not like lying, saying goodbye, and hurriedly turned away, since Aniston did not return, it is likely to go to Burbank's own rental house.
When I came to Aniston's small nest door and knocked on the door, there was no response. Eric looked around and saw no one around. He took out the spare key in the pot next to the door and opened the apartment door.
In the moment of entering the room, Eric keenly felt that Aniston had come back, and the air also carries the unique aroma of Aniston.
I looked around and found a note in the living room coffee table: Eric, let's break up.
Sighing again, I rushed back to John Aniston's house, and Alex is still opening the door.
"Alex, you..."
Alex Aniston didn't wait for Eric to finish, saying: "Eric, let's go. Jane said she went to New York in advance, let us not tell you."
"amount……"
IQ is low, sometimes it is still very good.
"Is Eric? Please come in." Eric didn't know how to answer, and the voice of John Aniston came from the house.
Alex heard his father's words, and some dissatisfied sideways made Eric into the door.
"Come with me." John Aniston glanced at Eric with a blank expression and turned and walked inside.
Eric nodded to the current wife of John Aniston in the living room and followed John Aniston to the study.
"Sit, Eric, do you want something to drink?"
"Mr. Aniston, no, can you tell me which airport Anne is going to, I think there are some things to explain."
John Aniston glanced at Eric’s messy clothes and asked:
Eric, did you attend the reception last night?

"Amount, yes."
"After the reception, did you go to bed with other women?"
"John, this is a misunderstanding, I..."
John Aniston waved his hand and said, "You don't have to explain it to me. I just think that you are better off. Maybe you don't know. Anne's pressure is very strong these days, and it always seems a little impatient and upset.

"why?"
John Aniston said: "You don't have time to get along with each other. Don't you still understand her character? Anne is a strong girl, you have achieved such dazzling results, and Anne is still unknown, plus newspaper It’s normal for those words to produce these emotions."