Chapter 902

Cheryl Cole, whose sweet appearance and hot figure make her a goddess in the eyes of the British people, is further enhanced by her bright smile and charming dimple.

The sweet love and enviable marriage have broken Sherry's heart under the heart character of the Chelsea people. The love has also become fragmented. The Chelsea people's stealing incident just exposed the other day made her angrily throw away the diamond ring and move away from the disgusting home.

Under the heavy pressure, Cheryl can only get drunk at night, paralyze herself with wine, and comfort her mental pain with the feeling of nothingness...

Therefore, the former positive national female body has become a decadent rotten female. Every night after being drunk, the noise and splendor of the nightclub will eventually be quiet, leaving only Xie Damei sitting alone on the bar, a lonely heart...

Late at night, in a famous bar in London, people found this familiar and strange figure - she is still so bright and beautiful.

The difference is that in her eyes, she can no longer see the confidence of the past, messy long hair falling wantonly. Without the old virtuous lady, Cheryl in front of the camera is acting like a little sister, pouting her red lips and raising her middle finger to all the men who accosted.

She's drunk. She's drunk...

"Thanks, I've done so much for you. I've never been satisfied with you or loved by you."

Cheryl looked up and drank the whiskey in the glass. A pair of smoky beautiful eyes were a little confused. She grabbed the buzzing mobile phone next to her, opened the text message and looked at it. Her eyes, which were originally lax, were slightly coagulated, giggled twice, stretched out her fingers and pointed to the bar. At once, a female assistant came to pay. Cheryl was drunk and put on the dark blue woolen cloth with the help of the assistant Yi left the bar under the guard of a bodyguard.

Andy looks forward to seeing the door of the club in the distance. After all, she is the most beautiful woman in the eyes of many English people.

In the eye is a piece of fiery red, brown hair is tied into a ponytail, ultra-low hollow red suspender, with red pants, especially fascinating, generously revealing the proud Eastern and western hemispheres, covered by the hollow lace suspender looming, can not help but produce a variety of fragrant Yan exciting beautiful reverie.

Cheryl's delicate curve is set off incisively and vividly, her hands are put in the trouser pockets of red trousers, and she slowly moves to the seat of the card among the cheers and whistles, which makes Cheryl look like a queen.

With a big box and a charming smile on Andy's face, he watched Cheryl's exquisite figure come. The elegant ponytail perfectly sets off the delicate face like sculpture, and the natural light sense base makeup with wheat color is shining with dreamlike luster, giving people an elegant atmosphere.

Glancing at Xiao Luo, who was shaking to stand up from Rouge pile, e eyebrow picked up slightly, sending out a cool and quiet color.

"Hello, Cheryl. This is Andy Smith. You can call me Andy. Nice to meet you. Please take a seat." Andy stood up gracefully and politely, reached out and was a little drunk, but Cheryl's small hand, whose eyes were shining, relaxed and invited.

"Thank you. It's a pleasure to meet you." Cheryl didn't hesitate. She just went out to put Zong on the sofa and sat directly on the sofa with the card seat, only one seat away from Andy.

Andy knew that the first impression the British gave was often reserve. Generally, they don't take the initiative to talk with others, so they are not surprised by Cheryl's reserve. The American said directly, "you are charming. When I saw you for the first time, my eyes couldn't move away from you."

A little tipsy Cheryl looked at Andy in surprise, and found that there was no greedy covet in the eyes of the other party, some were in accident and appreciation.

"Thank you. Is this American style? OK, can I have something to eat? To be honest, it's the first time in a few days that I feel a little hungry. " Cheryl was a little surprised at first, but soon said with a smile on her face that since she had come, she naturally wanted to know Andy.

The reason why I lingered in various nightclubs and bars is that I was once again hurt by my husband's scandal, hoping to find a temperature in this hot environment of Zao.

Andy's charming smile and humorous conversation made them very happy to meet each other. Cheryl was surprised that the other really liked her music, not just being polite and perfunctory, and they both loved music so much... As time goes on, the scene begins to become extremely Aimei. Jiujing continues to intoxicate people. Andy can't stop showing half of the wolf's tail, just waiting for the beauty in front of him to get drunk.

However, Andy looks down on this British beauty. Although she is drunk and confused, she doesn't mean to fall down at all, just red Yan has some embarrassed actions and words.

With the increase of decaying wine bottles on the table, the scene is becoming more and more out of control. Some confused Cheryl has leaned on Andy's body and tried to work up the flame red Chun, which seems to be sowen. The RED LACE SLING neckline in front of her body is wide open and loose, echoing with her own red pants, giving people a ray of light, not dazzling, but enough Andy has snow blindness for the time being...Cheryl's charming figure, as well as fan Qing's red Chun, reflect the fire in her heart. Although Andy would like to have a good taste, he knows better than anyone that this kind of occasion is not a good choice.

Looking at Cheryl, who is drunk in his arms, Andy hesitates a little. To be honest, both of them are public figures, and they are very popular with paparazzi. Cheryl is with her husband who likes tou people everywhere, and is chased and stopped by paparazzi all day long.

"Cheryl, I think you should go home. You're drunk..." Andy breathes in Cheryl's ear. The breath gives Cheryl a little surprise, but it soon relaxes.

"Why, why? It's my bedroom, but he's on the wall with my posters, and her women... Damn it, do you want to try it or not, don't you guys are all like this? "

"Ha ha, do you want revenge? It 's depressing, but why not? "

"Cluck, I knew... Burp, I'll go to the bathroom first Some of them are drunk. Cheryl pushes Andy away with a hiccup, stands up and walks to the bathroom with a pretty red face.

Andy, who was frightened by the wine burp, got up to help him, but Cheryl opened his hand, Andy raised his chin slightly, and a bodyguard immediately followed him.

After about ten minutes, Andy still didn't wait for Cheryl to come back. He got up with a frown and went to the bathroom. His departure didn't attract the attention of the men and women who had already played.

In the VIP bathroom, Cheryl, who had just vomited, lay on the washstand and rinsed, looked at the haggard eyes in the mirror, "giggle, I've lost so much weight that I almost don't know myself..."

When Andy pushes the door into the bathroom and sees the big mirror, Cheryl is alone. White Nen's slender Yu fingers, holding a silver glittering cream, are casually daubing her fragrant Chun. Yan Li's color is like a strong Du medicine, which exudes the fragrance of Mei confused se.

Seeing the tall and handsome Andy coming in, Cheryl smiled foolishly, turned to lean on the washing table, closed her eyes slightly, and Chun, who was just made of red makeup, began to toot slowly.

Andy doesn't hesitate to close the door. He taps the door twice and strides forward. Wen lives in the red Chun. Well, it's all wine......

In an apartment somewhere in London, the coffee velvet curtains are closed, dark and lonely; in the open bedroom, a large and messy wound has been made. In the past two weeks, Cheryl's face has been replaced by the unique redness of little Fu.

This beautiful English Rose bloomed suddenly when it was full of rain.

Feeling the warm embrace, slowly waking up from sleep, after a few comfortable rubbing with her cheek, Cheryl '.

Because, astonishing difference, let her fragment memory like flood in the mind.

The night club drinks, the hysterical madness in the bathroom, being helped to send home... Then there are endless bumps and fireworks like London's new year.

With wide open eyes, Cheryl slowly raised her head and looked at the face of the man in his warm arms.

"Hoo -"

Andy's handsome sleeping face, with his mouth cocked up, let Cheryl breathe out a deep breath of dullness, but in her mind, she felt extremely regret and entanglement for what happened.

With the crisp sound of the wine opener, a blush of shame appeared on Cheryl's ruddy face. A feeling of wanting to escape made her want to get dressed quickly. Unfortunately, her thin, straight and long wheat Tui was just like macaroni.