The Treasure Hunt of an Antique Dealer

When I woke up early the next morning, I saw a pair of super big eyes looking at me as soon as I opened my eyes. It was Madhuri. The man woke up when he found out that he was peeking and he quickly lowered his head.

Zhang Nan didn't speak, so he touched the woman's face and got up.

When he stood in front of the bed, he said, "Don't get up, sleep more."

This time Madhu Rui was hiding in the bed and dared to move, so she watched Zhang Nan go to the bathroom naked.

Zhang Nan has a good habit. No matter which woman he sleeps with when he gets up in the morning, he will never talk to her, and he will never go to be intimacy with a woman before brushing his teeth.

No matter who it is, there will always be a sigh of relief this morning, and men must develop good habits so as not to be annoying.

After brushing his teeth, he briefly took a shower, only to see Madhuri sneaking in.

Wearing underwear: Even if she is capable, Zhang Nan can't find her own, and she didn't know where she lost those two things last night.

As for whether her sari can’t be worn today—this is the first time in two lifetimes to deal with a woman wearing a sari. I became a little anxious, but the result was a "hiss".

This will tell her what she is going to do when she looks at her.

Zhang Nan smiled and glanced at it. The beauty's face was flushed, and she suffocated: "Don't look at it!"

"Call me Ellen and don't peek."

He stepped forward and kissed her on the cheek, and then went out of the bathroom, and took the bathroom door by the way.

Women still have a tender face, so they have to take care of them.

I found clean clothes and put them on from the cabinet, and made a call to the reception desk and asked the other party to deliver breakfast in half an hour.

When I arrived in the living room, I saw the very complete agreement with a copy of the manuscript of "Jurassic Park."

Henry Debosson did what he said. As for when it was delivered, it didn't matter. The bodyguard on duty outside had the key to the suite door.

I took out the bound manuscript and looked at it. It was different from the movie, but it was also very interesting.

In the last life, "Jurassic Park" Zhang Nan has only watched a few movies, but this novel has never been touched. Although it is not the final draft, it can be seen that the author's idea is already striving for perfection.

After another while, Madhuri was seen at the door of the bedroom, wearing a bathrobe.

Seeing Zhang Nan reading, the girl said: "I want to get some clothes in the room."

With the "book" in his hand, Zhang Nan said: "Call me Ellen and let someone else pick it up. Do you want your friends to see you like this?"

The girl immediately looked aggrieved, "They have already gone to the airport."

"Oh?"

When I looked up at the clock on the wall, it was already past 9 o'clock. Ivan Khan and their flight back to Mumbai had to stop at Xiangjiang. They took off at 10 o'clock in the morning, which should have been to the airport long ago.

Others returned to China, leaving only Madhuri. Needless to say, she could guess what her friends would think, so she was a bit wronged.

Beckoned, "Come to me."

Hesitated a little, but finally walked to Zhang Nan's side.

He hugged the girl and let her sit sideways on his lap.

"Your friends will not talk nonsense, nor dare to talk nonsense. Besides, you have been my girlfriend since yesterday. What's the point of nonsense."

After a while, the girl mustered up the courage and said, "But you should have many girlfriends, it seems that you still have a wife..."

The voice is getting smaller and smaller, and in the end I dare not speak.

"Charlie told you? Then she must have not told you that I am the chief of Botswana and can marry many wives, and you will be one of them, so I won't let you end up as a junior."

The girl looked confused and strange.

I explained what Xiaosan is, and my current complicated nationality issues, and by the way, I calmed down the girl's emotions.

Accompanying her to the room on the first floor to tidy up her belongings, Madhuri was a bit embarrassed when she ran into the bodyguards passing by, but those bodyguards directly treated the two of them as air.

So far, this is much better than the worst-case scenario she expected: the worst-case scenario is to let her take it back to her room by herself, which is really treating her as a plaything.

Madhuri is not a little girl. Those silly things in Bollywood have been heard a lot, and they have been seen a lot. It's no surprise.

Although I am a promising new star, I am not from a movie family. In the eyes of those in power, I am just a tool. I don't have much words and choices before reaching the status of the top star.

Even my own family can't help me at this point. In Mumbai and the whole of India, the influence of Bollywood's top executives is too great. Those people can do anything for money!

Unless you are not in Bollywood, you can only accept reality. She really couldn't help but walked into Zhang Nan's room, but it seems that at least it is not the worst.

Back to the suite, breakfast has been served in the dining room, with a wide variety of varieties.

"It's okay today. I'll take you to buy some more clothes in the afternoon. Yesterday Charlie didn't choose much. The ones you brought were a little bit..."

I figured it out. Although I was still a little shy, I was a little bolder and asked: "Which one?"

"It's that...not very much in line with American aesthetics~www.readwn.com~ You should be very suitable for Western understanding of beauty, and then find a designer to take care of it for you."

After Zhang Nan finished speaking, he didn't expect Madhuri to say something: "It tastes curry, right? I know foreigners say so."

Not angry, she also deliberately.

Zhang Nan laughed, "I have bad memories of curry, and my stomach hurts after eating it."

"But I like it." The girl stopped, and then said: "I can eat less."

It's very individual, but it's also good.

After having breakfast, Zhang Nan didn't get too tired of the girl, but continued to flip through the manuscript, reading it quite seriously.

If she is tired and crooked, she might get caught up in the brain again. Although she has good physical fitness, she can't hold it up again and again, and it won't be good if she is afraid of that in the future.

Madhuri went to the bedroom to call, probably to inform her family that she will be in the United States for a while. When she returned to the living room, she saw Zhang Nan not only reading, but also holding a pen on the strange whiteboard book. Writing, writing and drawing should be at work.

In the eyes of women, men who work hard are attractive.

Knowing the woman, she watched herself quietly, but Zhang Nan ignored it, taking advantage of some time and whim to see if she could correct the script.

After half an hour, I put down the manuscript in my hand, feeling a little sore in my neck.

Turned his arm over and squeezed himself, only to squeeze it twice. A pair of small hands clasped his shoulders and kneaded him with just the right amount of strength.

Very comfortable, closed my eyes and enjoyed it.

"Where did you learn it?"

"Before we practiced dancing, we would help each other relax."

A long illness becomes a doctor.

Very comfortable, but after a while, Zhang Nan said: "Okay, you will feel sore after pinching your hands. Come on, sit down."