I’m in Hollywood

Eric took Natasha Huntscott to the Caesars Palace Hotel, took the car down the Las Vegas Strip and walked less than four kilometers north, then headed east through the Las Vegas Convention Center. Go outside a golf and country club.

Las Vegas is located in the center of the desert. It is dry and rainless all year round. The number of green plants in the city is also poor. It gives people a feeling of being bare.

However, when the car enters the country club, it seems to have entered another world. Although it is still cold in March, the country club has a lot of evergreen trees and green meadows, which makes people feel like entering an oasis.

Natasha Huntsque looked at the view from the window, but she was puzzled: "Eric, isn't this a golf course, how come you live here?"

"There are residential areas inside," Eric had been looking through a document. He heard a look at the window and smiled. "But I was here for the first time. I will know when I wait."

Just a few words, the car took the asphalt road for a few tens of meters, Natasha Huntsque quickly saw a villa surrounded by a golf course, could not help but secretly spit out the tongue. I think that my own problem must be very uninformed.

However, the residential area next to the golf course is available in almost every major city, but she built it for the first time inside the golf course. Think about it, Las Vegas, a city surrounded by deserts, is the best choice for building a villa on an oasis-like golf course.

Continue to drive a few hundred meters, the car quickly entered a luxury home.

Eric got off the car with Natasha Hensquech, and Caroline and Melanie, who had already arrived in advance, greeted them.

Caroline saw Natasha Huntsque's figure, and the smile on her cheeky face quickly disappeared, revealing a faint little inferiority. Natasha Hensquech walked with Eric, and Caroline couldn't help but grind the ground with the toe of a flat shoe. The woman in front of her eyes was wearing high heels, which was three times higher than her. Ten centimeters.

"Natasha, this is my assistant, Melanie Gleason and Caroline Wilson," Eric said, noting that Caroline began to blink and blink, knowing this. The child saw Natasha’s careful thoughts of inferiority.

Natasha Hensquech smiled and shook hands with Melanie, made a self-introduction, and reached out to the petite girl wearing a white hoodie and washed jeans.

Even if she doesn't look at Caroline's clothes at this time, Natasha can hardly imagine that Caroline will be Eric's assistant. She only thinks that this girl like a doll is so cute, she even wants to reach out. The girl's delicate face pinched. Therefore, she could not have imagined that Caroline was actually a little older than her.

"Hello, Miss Huntsquech," the ceremonial cultivating from childhood, let Caroline's conditional reflexive hand and Natasha Huntsquech hold: "It's nice to meet you."

"So, let's go in and look at the house," Eric and the three women said in a greeting, noting that Caroline turned around and licked her hair on her shoulder and seemed to be entangled with the hoodie. The trend, naturally reached out to help her sort out, smiled and said: "I will say, little Carly is still the best to wear this."

Carolyn felt Eric's thoughtful little trick, but couldn't help but blink and walked on the other side of Eric, Natasha Huntsquech, whispering dissatisfiedly: "Eric, you, You can't call me that."

Eric nodded: "I know I know, remove the small words, right?"

Caroline’s hot cheeks suddenly turned red. Melanie saw Eric’s 'bullying' Caroline and wanted to ridicule him a few words, but considering Natasha Huntsque’s presence. I had to give up, but I lost a white eye to him and walked into the villa. Melanie did not mean to introduce Eric to this luxury house. It was simple: "Eric, because time is tight, we just let People replaced all the furniture with new ones according to the original style. The decorations in the house did not move. If you don't like it, I can let people clean it up."

Eric randomly looked at the villa. The layout of the villa was a bit eclectic. The living room in front of the room was not big. The floor was covered with marble. The corridor in front of it was covered with a spiral staircase leading upstairs. See the terrace on the second floor, the overall European style decoration, the main color of the white, some abstract paintings hanging on the wall, and the bonsai vases in the corner.

Taking back his eyes, Eric felt that Melanie stopped talking and gave her a look.

Melanie had to say: "The bodyguards have installed a new security system. They live in the hotel opposite the club. If there is any situation, Carter will come over in two minutes, and the security of the community will be connected. Going to the alarm. That's all, Eric, there is nothing else, and Carly and I are back to Caesar's Palace."

Eric knows that Melanie is using the cold war way to mention Carolyn's 'injury', and she is not angry. She just nodded. "Well, let's go back first. You can take Carly everywhere in these two days. Turn around, Las Vegas still has a lot of fun places."

Melanie smiled and nodded in a formula, and took Caroline out.

After Melanie left the villa, Caroline couldn’t help but look around and said, "Mei, you are not good."

Melanie opened the company for their temporary car, sat in the driver's seat, and looked at Carolyn's co-pilot: "Stupid Nizi, I am not all for you."

Caroline immediately smacked the corner of her clothes, and she was a little sad. She said to herself: "I, I am too young."

"You are too courageous," Melanie started the car and drove outside the country club. There was some hate in the tone. "Hey, the 27-year-old little virgin, I saw it for the first time." If I were you, I would look for a chance to get out of the bed and take the ss of the ss. He will never ignore you anymore."

When I heard Melanie’s suggestion, Caroline’s face suddenly became an apple, her eyes flashed out and looked out the window. The little retorted: “He, he did not ignore me.”

Melanie sighed again and thought about it. He reached out and patted him on Carolyn's shoulder. He said: "In fact, that guy is definitely not as good as you think. You just never liked a person before. The little brain has another rib. Actually, the girl can give it to the boy he likes for the first time. If you like, I will help you once. Get closer to him, see him more, you It is estimated that it will slowly die."

Caroline quickly blinked a few times, and the little voice trembled a little: "Mei, you, what are you going to do for me?"

Melanie took a picture on the steering wheel and said, "Help you not become a 28-year-old virgin."

Caroline finally forgot the lady etiquette that she had cultivated since childhood, like a frightened kitten, loudly: "How can this be done!"

Melanie squinted at Caroline, stopped talking and continued driving.

After a while, Caroline loosened the door handle that was tightly held, gave up the idea of ​​fleeing and fled, silently twisting his legs and squatting the whole body in his seat.

Almost at Caesar's Palace, Melanie once again said: "Hey, ask you once again. If you don't want to, shake your head. If you like, don't use anything. I will help you find opportunities."

Caroline lifted her chin on her knees and squatted for a while, then softly lowered it.

Melanie used the steering wheel to park the car in the parking lot of Caesars Palace. Instead of pushing the door to get off the bus, she took it over and grabbed Caroline’s petite body and patted it on her. “So, that’s it. If you are sad, you can cry for me, but you can't do anything stupid."

"I won't be stupid," Carolyn felt Melanie's concern and finally whispered.

"It's hard to say, you are so stupid."

In the country club's mansion, the two women left, Eric took off his coat and hung it on the hanger, and looked at Natasha Huntsque, who was so curious about her hands, saying, "Would you like something to drink?"

"Well, black tea, or anything," Natasha Hensquech blurted out her preferences and quickly changed her mouth.

Eric smiled and said: "Then I went to see if they prepared black tea."

"Thank you, need my help?"

"No, you are a guest," Eric shook his head and said, "If you are interested, you can look around."

Natasha Hensquech did not refuse, see Eric walking towards the kitchen on the right, she also took off her light gray women's short trench coat, wearing only a bottoming sweater and white casual trousers, stepping on The high heels walked toward the front spiral staircase.

Eric usually does not have the habit of drinking tea, but Caroline still prepared tea.

After burning the water and soaking the tea out of the kitchen, Eric shouted a girl who couldn't see the figure. After receiving the response, she followed the sound and carried the tray along the spiral staircase on the second floor.

On the second floor, I saw an open living room next to a row of floor-to-ceiling windows in Xiangyang. Natasha Hensquech got up from the sofa over there and took the tray in Eric’s hand. Get up and sit down on the sofa by the window.

Although the second floor is not high, but sitting by the window, you can still see more than half of the golf course.

Natasha Huntsque helped Eric and herself to make good tea, holding the cup and leaning comfortably on the sofa. The two long legs squatted and looked out the window and said, "This is really good." ”

Eric also held the teacup and said, "Do I have to say that I feel good and live here for a few days?"

"Oh, you dare to say that I dare to live, maybe I will not leave." (To be continued.)