Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty Fifth Morning

Remember [Chinese Website] www. in one second, to provide you with a high-speed text starter. Because of the party last night, Eric took a temporary rest day for the crew and moved the rest day to today. Everyone in the crew had a party last night and had been busy for so many days. It was early, but not many people got up.

Joanna Pakula was holding breakfast in her hand and a stack of today's newspapers in the other hand. She stood in front of Eric's room and hesitated whether to knock on the door.

Looking at his watch, it was already eight and a half. Although there was not much time together, Joanna Pakula knew Eric's work and rest habits very well. Normally, Eric should definitely get up at this time.

However, that's just the usual case. Last night, the girl Drew went back to the room with Eric. Who knows when the two of them will go crazy.

Thinking of certain scenes, Joanna Pakula's face turned slightly red, although the gift she gave Eric yesterday was also a tie.

However, Joanna Pakula does not have the same ambitions as other women. After so many years, the girl has recognized a lot of reality, or has given up on many things. Now she only hopes to live a more stable life, no longer An unfulfilled life.

To outsiders, the actor industry always seems to mean money and fame, but the reality is far from what people imagine There are also countless actors who don't have ●↘.

But in this huge group, only those first- and second-tier stars who can live a glamorous and decent life can live comfortably as long as they can make one movie every year.

But other than that. Actors below the third tier will be a lot worse off. Not to mention an unprofessional actor. Take the third line, these people usually can only play supporting roles in movies. Even in those big production movies, many supporting roles are paid less than 1% of the protagonist's salary. Remuneration, and this is a relatively formal production. Those independent films, even the protagonists, usually only earn tens of thousands of dollars.

And Joanna Pakula was originally in this actor level, and even in the state of career all year round.

"Good morning. Sister Pakula," a door in the corridor suddenly opened, and a lighting engineer from the crew came out of the room and saw Joanna Pakula standing at the door of Eric's room, without thinking much , said hello casually.

"Ah, Mr. Lawrence, good morning," Joanna Pakula said hurriedly, afraid of being seen by the other side of her embarrassment. The girl quickly took out the key card of Eric's room from her pocket, opened the door and walked in.

Close the door.

Joanna Pakula breathed a sigh of relief, the room was quiet, and various packaging boxes were scattered in the living room.

Looking at the closed bedroom door, Joanna Pakula thought that Eric hadn't gotten up yet, quietly put the things in her hand on the coffee table, bent down and took the initiative to clean up the mess.

Just after stacking a few sheets of colored paper for packaging, the girl heard the sound of the door opening from the balcony. She raised her head and saw that Eric was wiping the sweat on his forehead with a towel in a pair of sports shorts. .

"Joan, good morning," Eric greeted the girl.

"Morning, Eric," Joanna Pakula quickly got up and replied.

The girl knew that there was a treadmill on the balcony, which was specially arranged by the hotel on the day Eric checked in. Depending on the situation, Eric had obviously just exercised, but...

Glancing at the bedroom door, the girl was a little surprised. From what she knew about Eric, this man slept with Drew last night. .

Seeing Joanna Pakula looking at the bedroom door, Eric quickly guessed the girl's mind and asked with a smile, "What are you thinking?"

"No, nothing," Joanna Pakula shook her head. "By the way, I've prepared breakfast, and today's newspaper."

Eric didn't walk to the coffee table where breakfast was placed, but walked straight to Joanna, hugged the girl in a professional suit, and said in a teasing tone, "I want to eat something else now."

The strong masculine breath just after the exercise made Joanna dizzy for a while. Following Eric's injury, the girl's breathing quickly became rapid.

"It's morning now, and, you, you last night..." Joanna said loudly with her hands on Eric's chest.

Eric did not explain what happened last night, but directly picked up the girl and walked towards the bathroom.

Although the bathroom door was closed, a woman's uneasy voice quickly came out: "Don't be like this, my clothes, how can you let me go out later?"

"Okay, that's lying on the sink, um, that's it."

The girl's breath seemed to be even more disordered: "Can I first..."

"It tastes better in clothes."

A sigh-like moan sounded, and was quickly interrupted.

"Come on, the girl is sound asleep and can't hear you."

"Eric, I, I think, this is not good," Joanna said intermittently.

Eric didn't answer any more, but was immersed in some kind of pleasure.

In the bedroom, sleeping very dishonestly, Drew turned over, the quilt on his body was kicked open, and a pair of delicate and delicate pairs were exposed. Feeling the coolness of his chest, the girl reluctantly waved her hands twice, as if going to I grabbed something, but found nothing, so I had to open my eyes lazily and looked around, Eric was no longer around.

After muttering a few words, the girl grabbed Eric's pillow and hugged it in her arms. She sniffed hard like a dog, hummed a few times, and planned to go back to sleep, but she always seemed to hear something vaguely. woman's voice.

The alert Nizi quickly widened her eyes and listened carefully. Although the voice was very weak, she was sure that it was definitely not an illusion.

Jumping out of bed, she found an Eric t-shirt at random and put it on her body. The girl walked out of the bedroom with bare feet like a cat. Just when she came to the living room, the sound became clearer.

After crawling to the bathroom door and eavesdropping for a while, Drew recognized the woman's identity.

"It's really shameless," the girl muttered bitterly, reaching out to hold the door handle to open the door, after a moment of hesitation, she retracted her hand, pulled the collar of the large T-shirt and looked at her chest, girl. With a sigh of 'vicissitudes', he walked to the sofa and sat cross-legged, opened the lunch box on the coffee table, and decided to eat all the breakfast to show his dissatisfaction. (To be continued, please search, say better and update faster!

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