"Okay, okay, it's not a parting of life and death, it's all made of makeup..." Andy gently wiped Lima's slightly smudged eyeliner with a tissue, lowered his head and kissed her bright red hn.

Lima wrapped her arms around Andy's neck and gave her the most enthusiastic en. As an international supermodel, the show is their stage. Carl Lagerfeld has always tried his best to make an appearance for Chanel. On a autumn and winter fashion show on March 27, he summoned the most popular supermodel to interpret his "gorgeous Zen" clothing concept.

"Okay, are you happy these days?" Andy asked softly with Lima holding her tightly, gently stroked her back.

"I really want to stay here like this..." Lima rubbed her arms in Andy's arms.

"Haha, fool, the vacation is pretty good. The ordinary life is not suitable for us, especially my big supermodel!" Andy reached out and held Lima's pretty face, and sighed with a smile, "Go to make up, beautiful..."

Da da da da da

Andy stood on the balcony on the top of the mountain, watching the helicopters that had been walking around the sky, exhaled a long breath, looked up helplessly, raised his hands, and raised his two middle fingers!!

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"Move these two boxes down too... Be gentle, the things inside are easy to break!"

With her beautiful blonde hair tied behind her head, Ivana, wearing a light blue V-neck sweater and a pair of white high-waisted wide-leg pants, was directing the servant to help her move several large boxes in the room out.

"Dear, what are you doing?" asked Ivana, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, who was frowning at the four large suitcases that had been moved out one after another.

"Nothing to do, moving, these things are all to be moved to the Quick Silver Yacht..." Ivana opened her red lips lightly, revealing her white teeth, and said sweetly with a smile. She walked to the corridor beside her and directed the servants, "Take these two oil paintings down, keep them and take them away..."

P pouted and stared at her baby princess like a locust passing through the border, taking away her things, "Hi, Ivana, I also like that oil painting..."

"Sorry, Dad, I'm going to hang it in the top bedroom of the yacht. This oil painting of the starry sky is perfect for it. You don't know that the ceiling of the bedroom can be opened and you can enjoy the starry sky at night...Okay, let's not talk about it."

Ivana saw her father's expression and walked over with a smile. After kissing him on the cheek, she picked up the bag on the sofa, "I have handed over the work, and next is my vacation time..."

As he said that, he put on his sunglasses, waved his hand to a pair of y-talking p, and continued to smile: "We will take a boat back to New York from the Caribbean, bye."

P pouted, looking at the daughter who was leaving her back as if she was a proud swan, blinked a few times and found that Ivana had already put all her thoughts on the brat Andy Smith, who had once surrounded him, and admired her daughter extremely much, was snatched away by someone else...

"Boss, Jamaica's Minister of Agriculture Christopher Tafton has accepted your invitation and let us convey our thanks for you."

Andy lay lazily and bored on the sofa, closing his eyes and listening to the report coming from the phone in his ears.

"That's fine. I'll go back to the ship in the afternoon and let Jamaican print and online media continue to report on the harm caused by the foot basin company's monopoly on Blue Mountain Coffee to the Jamaican government and coffee farmers. We cannot stop. Since the other party has given such a good opportunity, we cannot miss it."

Andy opened her eyes and sat up as she said, "The resentment that has been accumulated for 30 years is enough to make Jamaicans forget the thanks for the strong support of the foot basin people back then. The coffee farmers cannot continue to endure it, especially since the contract expires. This time, I think our negotiations will be easier."...

Hang up the phone, Andy looked at Kenny who walked in and smiled, "Are you ready?"

"Okay, we can set off now."

"Well, let's go." Andy picked up the backpack on the table, put on sunglasses, walked out of the mountaintop villa quickly, and boarded the plane in the huge wind of the helicopter propeller.

The Quick Silver Superyacht has been moored in Kingston Harbor. In the past few days, it has become a beautiful scenery at Kingston Pier. Many people will come to see this cool-looking guy, speculate on the luxury of the yacht, and guess where the owner of the yacht is.

Da da

The roar of the carrier-based helicopter made everyone on the dock look up, and watched the helicopter slowly land on the apron at the bow of the ship, and several figures came down from above, and soon disappeared on the deck.

The mysterious super rich man has become the answer that local media want to know, but with the strict security, the reporters cannot get close to them at all.

Until sunset in the evening, a convoy of five black Vs drove into Kingston Pier and headed straight for the parked silver-gray superyacht.

The reporters who had been squatting excitedly raised the long-lens camera in their hands and pointed it at the convoy that opened the car door.

First there were five or six burly bodyguards, and then a blonde beauty wearing a white gauze cake miniskirt, a pair of extremely slender and slender long ti, with a hot body that appeared in the camera.

While the reporters were pressing the shutter wildly, the blonde beauty with sunglasses looked back at their putting, with a red flame and a sweet smile.

A tall young man in a T-shirt and shorts appeared at the stern of the boat and reached out to support the blonde beauty on board. The two kissed each other as if no one was around, and soon hugged each other and disappeared from the reporter's sight.

Then they moved the suitcases from the car and transported them to the boat, just like they wanted to move.

"...Why do I look familiar with this person?" A reporter looked through the photos in the digital camera in his hand and muttered softly.

"Wow, God, this is so beautiful, exactly the same as I thought, perfect!" Ivana looked up at the transparent glass ceiling excitedly, looking at the sky dyed red by the afterglow of the sunset, and lying on the super big creation in large shapes.

"Hmm?" I didn't hear Andy's echo, pouting, stretching her head slightly to look at her boyfriend. I was about to act coquettishly, but when I saw Andy, who was no longer in a short time, I said coquettishly with silky eyes: "What are you doing?"

"Haha, why? Of course it's gan you..." Andy rushed forward with a smile.

"Hell... don't make a fuss, I'm sweating all over, let me take a shower first..."

"Hehe, it's okay, I'll sweat more later..."

Without any precautions, there was a crisp applause in the top bedroom of the luxury yacht that was not as good as possible, and there was a constant sound of warm applause.
Chapter completed!