It's late at night and people are quiet.

Abel sat alone behind the Rolls-Royce Phantom.

A man sitting in front of him was a tower.

Roosevelt was driving.

Behind the Rolls-Royce Phantom, followed by a red Ferrari, with Lincoln inside.

The dignified, atmospheric and classic Parthenon quietly receives the baptism of the Bay Area sea breeze. The v12 cylinder exerts a fraction of its energy, but it is enough to drive the body and passengers on the car to speed at a high speed of 70 mph.

On Beverly Hills.

He tasted Hollywood.

Yes, not bad.

The ending is a bit awkward.

Two dedicated American police officers disturbed him to taste the taste of Hollywood food.

Although in that final moment, it might be because there were people outside or the police.

The extremely nervous actress of the British Kingdom burst into different powers.

Deep in the accent of "Ms. Nebula", Mr. Seifrosa tasted the super tightness that had never been seen before, and was foaming at the mouth by the granulum.

In the end, the two policemen just told him that parking is not allowed here, and it is best to go somewhere else.

And it's already deep at night, be careful not to catch a cold.

After saying such meaningful words, the two policemen left.

Abel left Beverly Hills with Ms. Nebula, who was both embarrassed and thrilling, and was soft and powerless.

I took her to an Intercontinental Hotel at the foot of the mountain, and after checking in for her, I took another shower in the hotel's luxurious suite.

At the same time, I also called my bodyguard and safety supervisor to drive to pick me up and buy some urgent medicines on the way.

The medicine is naturally given to women.

This kind of encounter that happened was not only Abel did not want any accidents, but also the lady herself did not want any accidents. So she accepted it happily and invited Abel to stay in her room to rest.

So that little Mr. Sefrosa could revisit the old place.

Abel declined her invitation.

He left a Wells Fargo banknote worth 200,000 US dollars, and then left with a smile.

$200,000 seems not much, but it is just a reward for making a show.

You should know that Karen Gillan shaved her hair and became a nebula, but even Miss Gillan, who made such a big sacrifice, had a total salary of about $2 million.

There is no tax payment. Even if there is a reduction or exemption, it is estimated that there will be more than 1.6 million US dollars left after paying the tax.

In this overnight, I got 1/8 of the time I had to shave my head, or even more.

Miss Xingyun's eyes were lit!

Unfortunately, Abel had left the gentleman and did not even leave any contact information.

Abel felt a little sorry for sitting in the car.

Unfortunately, I couldn't continue to park and sit in Beverly late, and was disturbed by two good American public servants.

"If Roosevelt and Lincoln were brought to watch nearby, it would probably be fine!"

"It seems that the security work needs to be arranged in detail."

Abel thought.

After finishing his slept outside, he finally decided to go back to the Hilton Hotel in the Bay Area to rest.

Compared with Ms. Nebula who plays a show, the girl Feila is obviously a place where she can sleep with peace of mind.

The powerful abilities of the Rolls-Royce Phantom, coupled with Roosevelt's superb driving skills, and the wide roads in the Bay Area and Los Angeles.

Abel soon returned to the Hilton Hotel.

"Okay. Thank you for your hard work tonight."

Abel said.

"Go back and have a rest. Let your people gather tomorrow, and the security company's affairs will be put on the agenda."

Two big men from the tower left obediently.

Although it was so late, I was really unhappy to be called out from the warm bed.

But this is the responsibility of the bodyguard.

Moreover, the boss gave such a high reward and was able to make a name for himself and become a senior executive of a security company.

The two of them had no complaints.

All that is left in my heart is excitement and expectation for tomorrow.

I'm probably going to have insomnia tonight.

Abel walked into the Hilton Hotel.

There is still someone waiting for him there.

Return to the luxurious suite on the top floor, open the door with the room card and enter the suite.

He let his footsteps lightly, afraid of waking up the girl inside. But in the spacious living room of the suite, he saw Feila sleeping on a modern-style tea table made of sequoia, sleeping quite soundly, and even snoring cutely.

Abel suppressed the sound of footsteps and walked to her curiously, and saw a cake next to the girl on the tea set.

The candles on the cake have been burnt, decorated with cherries and fresh fruit milk, which smells very fragrant.

This doesn't matter, what's important is that there are two lines of small characters, one big and one small written on the cake with beautiful white chocolate sauce.

The big line is: "My only, happy birthday!"

The small line is: "Love you Phila!"

In an instant, Abel's heart tightened and a hot feeling flowed.

He was stunned for a few breaths.

Then he slowly squatted down and looked at the girl who was still snoring quietly.

He felt like he didn't know what to say.

He stayed there for a long time before he realized it and took a few deep breaths.

suddenly……

The sleeping girl actually talked in her sleep, but unfortunately she might speak her native Ukrainian language, but Abel couldn't understand it anyway.

Feila: "Н?,цеболить!Бол?вдус?!Л?хтер,недлявас."

Listening to the girl's clear sleep, Abel noticed the girl sleeping on her lying down, holding a small bottle in her hand.

Abel went up and saw a few icons on the bottle with some English words.

English can now be counted as one of his native languages ​​and I will understand it this time.

Sex lubricants!

What?

What did she do with this thing?

I obviously have more to wet the bed sheets every time. Do I need to use this kind of thing?

Unclear and harsh.

Abel pulled it gently, trying to take out the bottle.

Unexpectedly, I tried a little harder.

Wake her up.

Feila opened her eyes hazyly, rubbed her eyes, and after seeing the identity of the person in front of her, her beautiful amber green eyes seemed to be lit.

The voice is sweet and gentle: "Dear! You are back!"

Abel nodded and glanced at the cake next to him.

Feila saw his movements.

I also saw the cake next to me.

"Ah?! Today is your birthday! This is the birthday cake I asked the hotel to make for you!"

"But it's already twelve o'clock. My birthday is over."

"Ah?! Ah!... has passed?"

The girl was a little annoyed.

"It's all my fault. I'm waiting for you to come back here. I've fallen asleep all the time. The time has passed! I've lit the candles."
To be continued...