A large cup of salt water soon came to an end. On the last bite, Andy couldn't help licking Lima's cherry lips, and smashing her mouth with an unsatisfactory feeling. Lima's instinctive cooperation allowed him to take advantage of it, and the wet kiss was still very good.

Well, Andy looked at Lima who was still sleeping, and her old face turned red. It was immoral to take advantage of others' danger. He also understood that this kind of thing was embarrassing and a bit vulgar, but he really couldn't control it. The idol and goddess in his previous life were close at hand, and his heart was like a cat's claws. Alas, after all, he was still influenced by the otakus thinking in his previous life. It seems that he would completely become a tall, rich and handsome, stylish, and with a halo of style. There is still a long way to go.

However, he comforted himself that this was a rescue and that it could not be considered a benefit. As for his tongue inserted into someone's mouth, he was worried that the salt water would choke Lima...

The reason was very strong. Andy stood up reluctantly, sat back to the bed, stretched out his hand to remove the strands of hair that were pressed on Lima's pretty face. It seemed that because of the addition of salt water, the chapped lips of Lima's lips were relieved. As for the effect of salt water or the effect of Andy after gnawing, it is unknown.

Assistant Mary returned to the medical room about 20 minutes later, so she naturally felt thankful again. She originally wanted to feed Lima some water with a spoon, but when she saw that the water cup on the table was completely empty, she checked that there was no overflowing water stains on Lima's pillow, and her pupils couldn't help but shrink, as if she had guessed something, but the expression on her face had not changed much.

Until Andy had no reason to stay and leave, Mary looked at Adriana Lima who was still sleeping with a little jealousy, and muttered softly: "It's indeed a woman who can make men lose their minds..."

When Andy left the fitness club, he told Rockridge that he would not come in the next two or three days, and then he took a bus back home. However, the faint perfume smell on his clothes still made Li Wanqing smell it, and her brows frowned slightly, but she did not ask, but gave her son anger and gave him a look.

Andy was a little confused, shrugged with an innocent expression, and went to the bathroom to rinse.

At about 6 o'clock in the evening, Lima, who had already had infusion, woke up slowly. Her dry mouth and tongue made her first sentence wake up, which was to ask for water.

Mary, who had been sitting by the bed, immediately picked up the salt water that had been prepared long ago, gently helped Lima up, hugged her in her arms, and handed the water cup to her lips.

After drinking a glass of water, Lima felt extremely comfortable and her drowsy mind became much clearer. She stretched out her tongue and licked her cherry lips. She asked weakly, "Is this in the hospital?"

"No, I'm still in the club, this is the medical room. Fortunately, Mr. Smith today, otherwise I really don't know what to do. You don't know, you scared me to death when you faint..." Marie asked Lima to lie down again and began to narrate with a little exaggerated look.

Lima was slightly surprised when she heard Andy's help from her, and her impression improved a little, at least she was a good gentleman.

However, listening to Mary's various praises to Andy Smith, Xiu's eyebrows frowned slightly and said, "I'll thank him for his help next time when I meet! By the way, isn't there any shooting work tonight? What time is it now?"

Mary looked at Lima who wanted to sit up with a black thread and hurriedly stopped him: "I have contacted the company. They will re-set the time with the magazine over there. What else do you think about in this physical condition now? Doctor Hamilton said that you need to rest now, need to replenish moisture and nutrition, and you can't continue dieting and sweating training!"

Lima smiled bitterly, and sighed and said, "Let's go back..."

Seeing Mary nodding and getting up and starting to pack up Lima's things, Lima closed her eyes slightly, and Andy's tall figure and sunny smile appeared in her mind, but her eyes were still so annoying.

Sunday, October 1, 2006, Manhattan, New York.

When New York enters October, the temperature is around 10-18 degrees Celsius, which makes people feel very comfortable. The sky is clear and many people start morning jogging. Although it is a day off, in this international metropolis, there is still a buzz and extremely noisy.

But not many people know that as the New York Observer weekly was thrown out by newspaper boys again and again, thrown on the lawns of some houses or in front of the doors, and was stuffed into the newspaper box by postmen, an earthquake in the political arena of the US is brewing, which will completely change the current parliamentary structure of the US. Washington will attract the attention of the world, and it is also a media feast. Starting today, New York Observer and Andy Smith will step out of the United States and attract attention from the world.

During breakfast, Auston did not see his son. Li Wanqing pointed to Andy's room and said, "I haven't come out this morning. I went to knock on the door and called him. But after answering, there was no movement again. It seemed that I wrote it very late last night. Let him go to bed."

"..." Auston's forehead veins were beating, and he couldn't mention the hatred in his heart. He placed a copy of "New York Observer" weekly magazine on the table. The front page of the cover was Tom's photo, and behind it was a shadow of portraits, with the title "Elephant Leader and Money Laundering Group".

Diffusion, continuous diffusion.

In the weekly magazine "Observer", which had originally increased to 70,000 copies, Pete Kaplan asked the printing factory to print 300,000 copies. A few days ago, he temporarily contacted the newspaper sales point in New York, and was fully launched on the shelves early this morning.

An uproar...

The people in New York seemed to have been strangled by one hand, which was a little unbelievable. After all, since January this year, the Elephant Party has successively broke out scandals, which has caused the people to lose trust in the elephant. Now even the elephant leaders have been exposed to colluding with money laundering groups. At the beginning, people's instinctive reaction was that donkeys framed them, but soon they realized what newspaper they were holding, and then they were shocked and angry.

In the New York Times conference room.

"Bang!"

"Can anyone tell me why we didn't receive any news in advance? We didn't know about such a big news and were still writing soft articles for these elephants and donkeys..."

A middle-aged bald man was roaring loudly in the conference room with a red complexion, and the people sitting in the lower corner were silent.

"Ho-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h

The editor-in-chief gasped and pointed at the head of the Human Resources Department and said, "I fired up the people from the reporter station of the New York News Agency for a long time. I was close to "Observer". I couldn't get any news. Why are they still doing!"

Everyone in the conference room looked at each other, wondering how to explain it. If any newspaper would keep such scoops strictly confidential, who would leak the news? The editor-in-chief was also confused.

"What are you still sitting here? Let me go out and find news and let all editors find me relevant news content. Since "Observer" dares to report such news, he must have evidence in his hand. Let the reporters interview Auston Smith. Now he should be the only one who can be interviewed. Andy Smith and Pitt Kaplan will never show up. Auston Smith cannot be unaware of it. Now! Now..."

When the New York Times reporters arrived at the Observer newspaper building and Auston Smith's campaign office, they were stunned by the scene in front of them. A large number of reporters, TV station live broadcast cars, exterior hosts, and various long gun camera equipment were set up.

Pete Kaplan squinted his eyes slightly and looked downstairs through the floor-to-ceiling window. There was a hint of smug smile on his lips. The phone on the desk kept ringing, and there were also invitations to interviews from several TV stations.

"The newspaper has finally risen in my hands, and my years of dreams have finally come true..."
Chapter completed!