Chapter 323

The battlefield shifted from the car to the apartment.

When they returned to the apartment, they couldn't wait to hold each other and kiss... They kept kissing. Tracy was very passive because of my sister's madness. His coat was directly thrown at the door and his shirt was torn open.

The purple sea of flowers in the living room is not enough to divert my sister's attention. Now she just wants to tear up all Tracy's arms, and then... Pinch them flat, rub them round, tear them up and blend them together.

From the door to the bedroom, Tracy was pushed to the bed. Then my sister zipped down her clothes. "Ten skirts are really cheap for you. I want more."

Then he threw his clothes directly into Tracy's face.

Tracy grabbed the clothes, smelled them and said with a smile, "hehe, I can move Chanel's flagship store to your house."

"Giggle..." my sister burst out a burst of magic laughter, and then rushed up directly.

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After a toss, about more than two hours, Tracy took her widowed sister to take a bath, and then they ate something at home.

After looking at the time, it was already 6 p.m. and Tracy asked Renault to deliver the clothes he had prepared.

Looking at Tracy, who was dressing, my sister pouted a little unhappily and said, "where are you going? Aren't you going to spend the night here today?"

"I'm going to meet an important person in the evening..." Tracy straightened her collar in the mirror, turned her head and said, "in the evening, your little sister is coming. I won't disturb you."

"Did you hear my call?"

"Hum..."

"Then you should know that I have rejected them." my sister leaned over slowly, stared into his eyes and said, "don't make excuses. You're going to find a woman, aren't you?"

"You also have your own life. While you are still free, you should get together with your friends more, and then you will join the crew."

"Damn it, change the subject again."

Tracy didn't answer her directly. My sister's face immediately changed and burst into foul language.

I thought to myself that I was looking for another woman. Damn it, it didn't drain you.

"Well, I really want to see a very important person......" Tracy looked at the time and smiled awkwardly.

I posted it and looked at him with a sneer. "Really? Who is it? Can you tell me about it?"

With one hand on his waist and the other on his chest, he swam slowly down.

There was a flash in my eyes. I let you go today. How can I mix in the future? I can't let you out of this room.

I have made up my mind that nothing I can say today can make Tracy go out.

"This..." of course I can't tell you... My sister knows it's one thing, and he said it's another.

Tracy gave a careless eye, reached out and grabbed my sister's troublemaker's little hand, then kissed her little mouth, "just now Renault said that there are many paparazzi squatting downstairs. You don't want to be blocked by these paparazzi every day. I'll help you lead them away now..."

"No, they can block the door if they want. I don't care." I smiled and broke Tracy's hand with a little force.

"Ha ha..." Tracy smoked at the corners of his mouth. It seems that it's not easy to get away today.

"Don't think about how to escape, just stay here tonight." my sister whispered proudly in Tracy's ear.

Tracy smiled helplessly and looked around, a little resigned.

But just then, the doorbell suddenly rang.

"Dangdang..."

My sister didn't take care of the door bell. After a while, there was another hurried knock on the door.

"Scarlett... I know you're in there. Open the door..."

This sound

Tracy was slightly stunned, and a figure immediately appeared in his head. It was Lindsay Lohan.

Usually, if this troublemaker Lindsay bothers him and his widowed sister, Tracy is expected to have a headache.

However, at this time, Lindsay's arrival is undoubtedly a life-saving straw.

"Scarlett, it looks like Lindsay. Go and open the door."

Tracy said softly. My sister glared at him angrily, "I know it's her... It's annoying. I didn't tell her..."

At this time, Lindsay shouted outside the door, "Scarlett... How did you change the door key? I'm so sad."

Tracy wanted to laugh. This guy doesn't often make trouble.

Patted my sister's P share, "go and open the door..."

"Don't be complacent." my sister said angrily, turned and walked to the door.

When the door was opened, Lindsay hugged Scarlett directly. "What's wrong with you? Let me see."

Well, before, the widowed sister found an excuse to get sick and refused these sisters to come to her house. For the purpose of caring, Lindsay ran over directly.

My sister pulled Lindsay's arm and said with a bitter smile, "I'm fine... I..."

"Hmm? What a delicious smell..." Lindsay's little nose smelled on my sister and found that it wasn't her. "It's not you. Your house smells good."

Following the aroma, Lindsay's little head bypassed my sister's body and looked into the room, "my God, so many roses..."

Lindsay saw the purple flowers in the living room, and then saw Tracy who greeted her with a smile. "Sure enough, this bastard is here..."

Lindsay pouted and said to my sister, "I knew you had a situation here. You made up with him, didn't you?"

Lindsay pointed to the purple roses all over the room. "He bought you with some flowers?"

My sister has a headache. Among her friends, Lindsay is the most hostile to Tracy.

"No, Lindsay..."

"Your will is too weak, and you said you don't want to see him again. I knew that as long as he used some means, you would come back to him obediently."

Tracy looked at Lindsay with a smile. The pit goods are really "deep in love" with my sister.

Did you find... To do her.

Tracy thought wickedly in her heart and walked over. "Lindsay, you're just in time. Scarlett needs someone to accompany her. I'm just leaving."

"Oh..."

After being shut up in front of Lindsay Lohan, Tracy didn't want to talk to her much. She said to her widowed sister, "I'll go and call later."

My sister grabbed his arm, "don't want to run..."

"Scarlett, don't leave him..." Lindsay helped to pull away my sister's hand and said.

Tracy kissed my sister on the forehead. "I'll see you in a few days. Don't think so much. Be happy."

Then he turned and looked at Lindsay with a smile: "I heard that you like my white dove very much and have a good time on it."

"No, your broken yacht..." Lindsay was a little guilty and his tone was much weaker.

Tracy didn't say much, walked out of the door and into the elevator.

At the downstairs of the apartment, Tracy breathed a sigh of relief, looked back at the widowed sister's window, took out her mobile phone and called Monica.

The phone will be connected soon.

"Honey, I'll pick you up now... Hmm? You have a friend in Los Angeles and are going to the airport now?"