hollywood billionaire

Chapter 154 Welcome to Hollywood

Chapter 154 Welcome to Hollywood

Waking up again, it was already the afternoon of the next day.

Propping his body up on his elbows, feeling the soreness from his arms, back, and waist, Han Yi opened and closed his eyes, facing the skylight penetrating into the room from the milky white gauze curtain, as if he hadn't Can fully return to the real world.

Were you dreaming last night? "

"Morning."

Obviously not.

On the right side of the extraordinarily soft velvet bed, Barbara in a bathrobe was curled up there, waving hello to him playfully.Her smile is so full of energy, she looks full of energy, it seems that she is not the girl who was lingering with Han Yi until the dawn yesterday, and tried every boundary in the suite that can accommodate two people.

Barbara's whole head was buried in the pillow, and her mobile phone was placed on her soft and flat belly, which was fixed by her bent and slender legs as a support.

"Morning."

Han Yi twisted his neck and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Can't help but notice... Are you watching Friends?"

"Yes, this is my standard equipment when I wake up."

Pressing pause, taking off the earphones, Barbara stretched a lot.

"It's also my favorite TV show."

"Me too." Han Yi nodded.

"It feels like every foreigner's favorite American drama is this."

Barbara put the phone aside, turned sideways, propped her face with her left hand, and looked at Han Yi with a smile.

"To be honest, I learned all my English from Friends."

"No wonder." Han Yi opened his eyes slightly and raised his voice, "I thought you were talking like..."

"Who? Rachel or Monica?"

"Jannis."

"Oh, you're dead, sir."

Barbara turned over and sat astride Han Yi, with her hands supporting his chest, her smooth and flawless skin clinging to Han Yi's hot waist, she looked like a young lioness with her teeth and claws open.

The excessive movement made the bathrobe on her body lose its basic covering function as clothing, and her grace and beauty across races and cultures were fully revealed in front of the 22-year-old Chinese billionaire.

I didn't go back to the room last night, so where can I change into my underwear?

Feeling Han Yi's sudden heavy breathing, Barbara smiled sweetly, held his cheeks in her hands, and found the place where she had been practicing repeatedly all night.

Two places to go.

23-year-old Barbara Pavin is at the peak of her physical strength in her life, and so is Han Yi, who is eleven months younger than her.Even if they don't rely on fitness to maintain their motor skills, the next half an hour is enough for them to turn the entire royal suite upside down.

The stunningly beautiful Victoria's Secret Angel and the young and handsome billionaire are lingering in the morning in Ibiza.

It could be the subject of the best-selling romance novel in America, or it could be the most beautiful encounter between two people in a long time.

"Barbara."

After Barbara Pavon cleaned up the traces of the battle, and used the Neutrogena makeup remover wipes she carried with her to remove the makeup that should have been removed last night, the room service waiter had already brought a table full of people who didn’t know what to do. Call it brunch or lunch or dinner food.

"What kind of coffee do you like?"

Han Yi poured out half a cup from the pot for Barbara and asked.

"I don't want to spoil your first cup of coffee when you wake up."

"The first cup of coffee I wake up, I usually drink black."

Barbara wrapped her bathrobe tightly, sat opposite Han Yi, and said softly word by word.

"But today, I want more sugar...and cream."

The pun made Han Yi cough twice.

"Thank you." After taking Han Yi's carefully stirred hot latte, Barbara smiled, raised her fingertips reservedly, and took a sip.

The passion dissipated with the endorphins, and the man and woman sitting on both sides of the dining table on the balcony were, after all, quasi-strangers who had only met once.

Physical familiarity has nothing to do with the mind.

"so……"

Han Yi lowered his head and stirred his hot tea, trying to find a topic.

"What's the plan for today?"

"I have to catch a plane." Barbara raised her hand and looked at the phone screen.

"Is there still work?"

"I'm going to attend a L'Oreal dinner in Paris." Barbara opened the text message, grinning with fear, "Fortunately, the event doesn't start until 08:30... and fortunately, the private jet doesn't take off until [-]:[-] .”

"Look, who is the billionaire flying in a private jet now?" Han Yi spread his hands and joked.

"I just bought a seat, $816, for the convenience of getting on and off the plane." Barbara raised her eyebrows, and turned the joke around without showing weakness, "How much did it cost you to fly from Los Angeles, Captain?"

"Their fruit platter here is so fresh, try it."

Without changing his face, Han Yi put the ring-shaped mountain of fruits in front of Barbara, avoiding the important ones.

"Okay, let me try."

Barbara glanced at Han Yi with a half-smile, and slowly picked up a banana slice and put it in her mouth.After chewing for a few times, as if she remembered something, she ran all the way to the bathroom, took out a card from her black Celine satchel, and turned back to Han Yi.

"Yi, can you be a gentleman and do me a favor?"

Barbara squatted on Han Yi's left side, put her hands on the armrest of the seat, raised her puppy eyes, and blinked at him.

"May I ask you to come to my room... and pick up the suitcase on the luggage counter by the door?"

Having said that, Barbara straightened up and blew gently in Han Yi's ear.

"It's not convenient for me to go out now. Someone tore my VS yesterday."

"Okay, sorry, I'll go right away."

Han Yi swallowed hard.

"Why are you apologizing?"

Barbara frowned pretending to be puzzled, pressing forward step by step.

"That was the highlight of last night."

"Come back in 2 minutes!"

Looking at Han Yi's fleeing back, Barbara Pavon bit her lower lip and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

After Han Yi returned to the room with the suitcase, Barbara stopped teasing the man who made her lose focus several times.The Hungarian girl quickly changed into a loose sports suit specially designed for boarding, and put on sunglasses.

"Nice to meet you."

"Me too."

The farewell that was too unfamiliar made the two of them couldn't help but think of the intimate intimacy that lasted all night.There was no rehearsal, but Han Yi and Barbara saw the same look on each other's faces at the same time, and they smiled tacitly at each other.

"Okay, after I go out, leave the room in half an hour, okay?"

Barbara hugged Han Yi and patted him on the back with one hand.

"Even in Ibiza, there are a lot of paparazzi. I don't want that girl in your family to see this kind of report."

"I don't have a girl in my family." Han Yi smiled wryly.

"That's the girls... No matter what the relationship is, there are definitely a lot of people on the other side of the sea who care too much about you, don't deny it."

The girl shrugged neatly and smiled freely.

"Barbara sees everything."

"Goodbye, Yi."

"...bye, Barbara."

After closing the door, the soft voice from Budapest still echoed in the air.Han Yi rubbed his face vigorously, and walked back to the bed with heavy steps, as if his whole body had been drained of strength, he threw himself heavily into the velvet quilt that looked like a cloud.

The feeling of floating in mid-air made him suspect that he was in a beautiful dream that he imagined.But the lingering smell of mint leaves, lemon peel and cedar in the bed reminds him all the time:

It is real.

It's all real.

From meeting to leaving, everything that happened in less than 24 hours seemed so absurd, yet so reasonable.

This is Hollywood?

Welcome to Hollywood.

Han Yi stared at the dappled ceiling with ecstasy. Under his dull expression, which did not change, was a volcano erupting violently.

Someone who cares too much about me?
What do they like... Who is it?

Am I still eligible to continue playing that role?

Confused, he naturally couldn't notice that in the black iPhone on the dining table, in the memo software that he hadn't opened for a long time, a certain line of text that had been standing silently for a long time had quietly changed color.

 The next chapter will be posted in the afternoon!

  
 
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