Chapter Seven Hundred and Eighty Fifth Giselle's Ambition

Chapter 784 Giselle's Ambition

Eric went downstairs after taking a shower. Giselle and Alexander had already cooked milk and oatmeal porridge. Maybe the topic they just discussed was too sensitive. The expressions of the two women were a little bit reluctant when they had supper, and there was always something in their hearts. Uneasy and anticipation, and embarrassed because it may be three people together. [This site replaces the initials of the new domain name, and the previously registered account can still be used] Website ≯ ≯

Eric looked at the two girls who sipped porridge like cats, as if to delay something. Of course he knew what they were thinking, and joked: "Eat more, maybe you'll be tired later."

Giselle and Alexander blushed at the same time, but thought that Eric was a little impatient, and both speeded up their meal.

After supper, it was almost twelve o'clock, Eric brought the two girls to a guest room on the second floor, opened the door, and motioned for the two behind him to enter.

Giselle and Alexander entered the door and surveyed the spacious bedroom.

The room is about 50 square meters. There is a large bed against the wall on the left, surrounded by some simple but exquisite furniture and electrical appliances. There is also a door on the innermost side, which should be the bathroom. The south side of the bedroom is a whole glass curtain wall, although the bedroom The lights are very bright, but you can still see the faint starlight and the dark sea in the distance through the glass curtain wall.

It was only the first time for the two girls to come to Jianjiao Manor, and they subconsciously regarded this bedroom as the master bedroom. When they walked to the big bed, the two girls turned around together and looked at Eric cautiously.

Eric leaned against the door, looked at the two girls for a while, and then said, "There are spare toiletries in the bathroom, all of them are new. You should rest early after washing up, it is very late."

When Alexander heard Eric say this, he was a little stunned. Usually, the plot should not be played like this.

Giselle's reaction was similar to Alexander's, but she quickly reacted, and after a brief relief in her heart, she became uneasy again. She knew very well that if they wanted Eric's help and support, their bodies were the only bargaining chips they could give. If Eric doesn't want it, what else can they get?

Giselle quickly gathered up her courage, came over, raised her hand, but put it down at a loss, and said in a low voice, "Eric, you are not here, are you sleeping?"

Alexander also came back to his senses at this time, and also came over and said, "Eric, you can stay."

Eric smiled, stretched out his hand to pick up Alexander's green face, and moved his index finger to the girl's pink lips, feeling the girl's warm little tongue sticking out and licking it at his fingertips, he retracted his finger, and said : "Don't put on pink lip gloss in the future,

This color doesn't suit you, it's ugly. "

Hearing this, Alexander subconsciously raised his hand to wipe off the lip gloss, but remembered that it was not appropriate to do so, it would definitely turn the entire corner of his mouth pink, so he had to put his hand down again in embarrassment.

"Okay, go to bed early," Eric said, looked at Giselle again, and smiled: "You two are mine sooner or later, and you can't run away, so don't think about it, of course, also do not let me down."

Just as Eric closed the door, Alexander immediately raised his hand impatiently, wiped his lips and walked towards the bathroom.

Giselle followed into the bathroom and saw Alexander wipe the corners of his lips with a towel in his hand, and couldn't help showing a schadenfreude smile.

Alexander glanced at Giselle, but there was nothing he could do, he just mumbled as he wiped, "I'll never let that woman in Sandra give me fashion advice again, God, Eric must hate my lip gloss. Well, that's what I just said."

Giselle walked to the washstand, opened the cabinet next to it, took out a brand new toothbrush and toothpaste, and said with a smile, "I think it looks pretty, hehe, pink lip gloss, you look more like a baby."

Alexander wiped off his lip gloss, and when he heard Giselle say this, he understood something, and said, "You, you have already seen it?"

Giselle didn't answer, picked up the cup for the water, and started brushing her teeth.

Of course, she had seen it long ago. Alexander was a year younger than her. They were already young, so they didn't dress up to be more mature. Instead, they wore pink lip gloss to look tender. That must be very nondescript. However, she didn't feel that she had any obligation to remind Alexander.

After the two girls washed each other thoughtfully, they walked out of the bathroom in bathrobes and came to the bedside, only to realize another thing.

The two of them are going to sleep in the same bed tonight, and although the bed is huge, it always feels weird for some reason.

Looking at each other, the two girls had a thought at the same time: Could Eric do it on purpose?

After all, there must be many rooms in such a big villa.

It was already past the early morning, and the sleepiness of the two women hit at the same time. Although these thoughts came up, they didn't think about it. Giselle walked to turn off the light, and after returning, stumbled onto the bed, and Alexander was already lying down. on the other side. Taking off the bathrobe, pulling a thin quilt to cover the body, and lying on the soft big bed, the original sleepiness dissipated a lot inexplicably.

"Hey, you said, if that guy was here, what would she do?" Alexander on the other side suddenly asked.

Gisele knew that Alexander was talking about Miranda Kerr, whom she saw in the afternoon, turned her body to Alexander's side, and replied, "She will definitely slip into Eric's room."

The words came out, and there was a brief silence in the bedroom.

After a minute or two, Alexander spoke again, with some eagerness in his tone: "Then, do you dare to go over?"

Giselle in the dimness blinked and said quickly, "If you dare to go over, I will."

"How about," Alexander hesitated for a moment, then said, "How about we go together?"

Gisele said: "You go first with your suggestion."

Alexander moved his body and said excitedly, "I thought you were bolder than me."

Giselle had no intention of arguing with her, and said, "I'm very timid."

Alexander snorted softly, sat up, and said, "Then don't follow."

Giselle simply ignored it, turned over and turned her back on Alexander.

Alexander bit his lip and quickly made up his mind. After getting out of bed, he put on the bathrobe without turning on the light. He groped and walked out the door softly.

Hearing the slight sound of the door opening and closing, Giselle lay back comfortably on her back, stretching her body relaxedly, with a sly smile at the corner of her mouth.

Stupid, Eric just knew that the girl named Miranda would do this at night, so he didn't bring her back.

Giselle squinted her eyes, patiently looking forward to the next good show. I don't know how long it took, when the door was gently pushed open, Giselle immediately stood up and looked from the bed. In the dim light, she saw Alexander walked back alone.

After walking to the bed and sitting down, Alexander said softly: "I, this place is too big, I can't find Eric's room."

Giselle lay down on the bed in disappointment.

Alas, really stupid.

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Falling asleep very late, in an unfamiliar environment, and forgetting to draw the curtains, Gisele and Alexander woke up together.

Now that they are very close to each other, Gisele's hand is still on Alexander's waist, the two girls are a little embarrassed, and soon wake up.

After getting dressed, washed and walked out of the room, the villa was very quiet in the early morning, and the sound of their high heels stepping on the floor was very clear, which made the two girls lighten their steps at the same time, and then Giselle simply took off her high boots. , Alexander followed suit and came downstairs cautiously, like two curious cats, walking around the villa with bare feet and soundless while the owner was asleep, living room, reception room, gym, library Room, dining room, kitchen...

Finally, I was attracted by the scenery outside the glass curtain wall in the hall, and huddled together in two space chairs like handicrafts on the curtain wall, enjoying the seascape like the real version of ima.

Los Angeles is still sunny, the sky is blue, and the sky is so enchanting. The rising sun has just poked out over the horizon. The sea in the breeze seems to be inlaid with countless golden accessories. A few seabirds gliding between the sky and the sea are just right to decorate the whole picture. The scenery has a little more vitality and vitality.

The space chair under the body is like a water drop hanging on a stainless steel frame, which can be gently swayed like a swing.

Gisele touched the ground with her toes, swayed gently, took a deep breath unconsciously, and suddenly felt that this might be the life she longed for.

Unfortunately, I am just a passer-by here.

"I have decided that I will also have such a house in the future, where I can get up every day and eat breakfast by the window that can see the sea..."

Alexander was also full of yearning. Hearing Giselle's words, he couldn't help but say: "Wake up, we can't afford such a house in our lifetime, and, it is said that this villa is unique in the world, you Money can't buy it."

Giselle suddenly had an aura of unwillingness to lose, and said: "Even if it can't be exactly the same as here, it should be similar, and even if you don't want such a house in your life, why pull me."

"Who said I didn't want it?"

"You just said it yourself."

"I'm just stating a fact."

"It hasn't been born yet, how do you know it's a fact."

Alexander felt that Giselle was a little aggressive, and flinched: "I won't argue with you about this."

Just as he said that, Eric's voice suddenly came from behind the two girls: "What are you talking about?"

Gisele and Alexander jumped out of the space chair at the same time, their expressions a little flustered, but they were relieved when they realized that they were speaking in Portuguese, which Eric could not understand.

Eric looked at Giselle and Alexander's bare feet and smiled, "Where are your shoes?"

"Oh, it's there," Alexander pointed to the stairs, subconsciously replied in Portuguese, and quickly changed to English to repeat.

Eric did not let the two girls put on the high boots and took them into the gym for a routine morning exercise before making breakfast together.

At about eight o'clock, Eric was sitting at the round table where he often worked beside the curtain wall. On the table was a laptop, several documents, and a writing board.

Giselle called Eric to get today’s newspaper. Alexander sat across from Eric curiously, chatting casually. When talking about the morning, Alexander told Giselle’s ambition to Eric very shamelessly. gram.

Eric smiled and said, "Don't you want to?"

"Think, who wouldn't," Alexander said, lying across from the round table, resting his chin on one hand, "I just think that would be very tiring."

"I think people shouldn't live too easily, you should put some pressure on yourself."

Alexander slightly pursed her lips. Today, she did not apply any lip gloss, her lips were natural, and her whole face looked even sweeter.

"I just think," Alexander thought for a while, and said with a smile, "I'm a woman, so I don't need to be so tired."

"Heh," Eric shook his head. He likes progressive women, but he doesn't dislike girls who like to enjoy themselves. Maybe as Alexander said, they are women, or beautiful women. There is always tolerance in men. will be higher.

Giselle came back with a stack of newspapers, sat down next to Eric, just about to say something, looked left and right, saw that the two had just cut off the conversation, and suddenly realized that they might be talking about themselves just now, With a somewhat unnatural expression, Giselle still summoned the courage to ask, "Eric, what were you talking about just now?"

"You," Eric took the newspaper, opened it, and smiled casually: "The ambitious girl from Brazil."

Giselle understood, Alexander must have told Eric what he said in the morning, and glared at Alexander, Giselle wanted to explain something, but didn't know where to start.

Eric caught a glimpse of Giselle's expression from the corner of his eye, and took the initiative to help her out, saying, "Actually, I like girls who are motivated."

"Really?" Giselle asked in embarrassment.

"Of course," Eric nodded with a smile on his lips, and couldn't help thinking of Giselle in the original time and space.

That is simply a miracle in the modeling world. There have been many times when Gisele has made tens of millions of dollars in the annual Forbes model earning list, far away from other models with an annual income of only one million. If you think about it, in addition to the income of the model's own work, Gisele's other income mainly comes from a series of sharp investments in her business.

Eric loves miracles, and it's even more pleasing to the eye if the miracle is associated with women.

Thinking like this, Eric suddenly thought, why not create a miracle with his own hands, and he has a very good 'template' in front of him.

Eric has never been a hesitant person. Thinking of doing it, looking at Giselle, Eric said, "If you really want to, maybe, I can help you realize this dream."

"Ah," Gisele was a little surprised, hesitated for a moment, and then asked: "Well, what do I need to pay?" (To be continued.) 8