After Ace got home, she got out of the car with Annie. She had agreed not to let her pick her up, but Annie still ran to the airport to wait for Ace, but she came by taking a taxi.

"Okay, I'm home, well, I'm so tired." Ace got out of the car and stretched. It was already late at night in Los Angeles, and that night the Lakers lost to the Portland Trail Blazers at home 102.

It was already early in the morning of the third day after Ace returned to Los Angeles.

"Are you having a lot of social engagements?" Back in the living room, Anne knelt behind Ace and rubbed her shoulders.

"Yeah, it's okay, but it's too urgent to come back all the way." Ace leaned lazily in Annie's arms, touching the beautiful legs that were crossed around his waist intimately.

"If you can't go in the future, you won't go. It's so hard to play the game. Go find a place to massage with others. If you can't, find a few girls to vent," Annie said rationally.

"Haha, yes, yes" Ace could only respond softly and did not dare to respond. After all, he only came back from Las Vegas.

"Lying down, I'll help you take a shower, and then take a break early." Annie kissed Ace and got up and left.

"Pour me a glass of milk." Ace lazily nestled on the sofa. He enjoyed Annie's massage. Speaking of which, Annie had learned massage techniques for him for a long time.

Ace, lying in the bathtub, enjoyed Anne's slow twisting on his body in a tulle pajama, outlining the sexy body curves slowly sliding around him.

"I'm sorry, let's go to the shower," Annie said with a slightly red face, and a bright red bloodshot had already floated in the pool.

"Well, who told you to be naughty?" Ace smiled and picked up Anne out of the bath.

"I hate you, I miss you anymore." After Annie said that, she continued to hug Ace and continued to twist in front of him, but with her physiological reaction, she had dyed the gauze pajamas red on the hem of her skirt.

"Be good, let's go to bed, and wait a few days to love you." Ace slapped Annie in the butt, but Annie shook all over and more blood flowed out from her legs.

Annie hugged Ace tightly for almost a minute before she could breathe heavily and stop her excitement.

"It's getting more and more lustful." Ace hugged Annie with a funny look. He didn't expect that just a teasing slap would give Annie a climax.

"Well, I'll help you wash it. You go back to the house first, I'll clean it up." Annie didn't care about the filth flowing down her legs and helped Ace start cleaning it seriously.

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I was really tired, and Ace fell asleep quickly while lying on the bed. Of course, if it weren't for Annie's inconvenience today, he would have started to be in a romance with Annie when he entered the living room.

It is also to avoid Anne from finishing her washing in a while, and she can’t help but tempt her to make the bed mess at that time.

"Hmph, bad master, I must have eaten outside." Annie was nestled in Ace's arms. Seeing that he was already asleep, he was a little jealous and said, and bit Ace's nose.

"Okay, go to bed quickly, it's not convenient for you today." The gangster muttered in a daze and tightened Annie in her arms again.

"Hmph, when Avril and I were inconvenient in the past, you had to do it. I'll suck you out of here next time and I'll suck you dry. I'll let you go today." Annie complained and grabbed him under him and adjusted her posture, slowly calmed down and lay down in Ace's arms.

But is the flame that has been ignited so easily suppressed? And it is a woman. Once she wants it, she will try hard to think about it elsewhere, but the more physical contact you have to fantasize about that aspect.

Anne tried her best to restrain her body from twisting in Ace's arms, but the more she was suppressed, the more enthusiastic she became. She gradually couldn't control herself, so she simply let go of her hugging Ace and kissing her, and her body was also wrapped around him.

"No," Ace was woken up by Annie again. He had been sleeping lightly, but after Annie teased her, her body became excited.

"Yeah, I can't help it anymore, master." Anne was sitting in Ace's stomach at this time, and her hands began to touch her chest.

"You can change the sheet tomorrow." Ace hugged Annie's slim waist and slowly kneaded her.

"Yeah, okay, no matter what, you can..." Annie made a sound in her mouth in a daze.

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Annie was carrying a large bag of things, rubbing her rough hair, and shaking and throwing the garbage into the trash can outside the door. If you look closely, you can still see that it is not all white.

Annie was crazy enough last night. She sprayed a large area of ​​bed, which scared Ace, who was riding behind him. If Annie hadn't replied quickly, Ace would have sent Annie to the hospital.

The two of them finally took them in the bathroom, washed and washed again. Ace hugged Annie to another bedroom. The two couldn't wash them clean at all. They just washed once, and they were stuck together again. After a bit of passion, they were sweating again and again. If Ace hadn't finally called for a pain in her waist, Annie would have been lying on the edge of the bathtub and moaning passionately even though she was so tired that she had no strength!

The Lakers have a day off today. Ace originally needed to participate in the internal practice game, but at this time he was wearing a cotton coat and watching the movie in the bed.

I guess this guy has long forgotten that although he doesn't play, he still has to participate in the training agreement. However, who made him win three V trophys in a row on the All-Star weekend? Then he would also give Phil that irrelevant excuse.

However, at this time, Kobe was practicing shooting alone at the Lakers Training Center, but every time he hit the ground, he seemed stable, accurate and powerful. Rookie Jordan Lamar was watching in the distance.

Every time Ace and Kobe always practice 500 effective shots alone before playing internal competitions with them. For the scores of the two on the court, I finally understand how hard they worked.

Unlike Jordan Lamar, Kobe was cursing Ace, who was lazy and unable to train in his heart in the most vicious voice.

If Jordan Lamar knew that one of his idols Kobe was comparing Ace to the ball in his hand and venting fiercely, I really don't know what kind of mood was looking at the two.

"What, is there anything wrong with Ace? What does his agent say?" Phil tried to stretch his frown into a lump and stretch his eyebrows.

"It seems that there is something about business, I didn't explain it clearly," Phil's assistant said guiltily, because he couldn't contact Annie, but the phone number was transferred to Ace's agent team.

"Forget it, keep training, Ace, don't worry about him." Phil could only say that. What else could he do? Can he call Ace out of home with a phone call?

Phil couldn't understand it very well. All commercial activities are farts. At the beginning, he really believed what Ace's agent said about the commercial activities, but at one chance he heard others say that Ace was famous for not participating in any commercial activities, and did not accept any other brands that endorse them.

Phil was wondering at the time that it might be Ace going to film several endorsements or promotional methods to explain it to himself.

But after a few times, Phil asked Ace through his friend if there was any commercial activity that day, and finally explored Kobe's words.

I was convinced that every business activity of Ace would sleep in at home, or overslept and simply stop coming. For those so-called shit business activities, Phil would feel so angry that he felt so painful whenever he heard them.

But I can't say Ace. He is not like other players. He takes leave and goes out for fun, or he drinks so hard that he can't sleep at home. Ace is just lazy to sleep at home, and Ace performs the most stable whenever the game is played.

He was so unspeakable that he could not speak or scold him. He felt so uncomfortable. A few days ago, he watched the All-Star Weekend broadcast and saw that Old Nelson scolded Ace like he scolded his grandson. He was so excited that he broke the red wine he had collected for many years.

I don't know which fan was very close to the two who sent the video with voice, but Phil watched it again and again, thinking about how to be as majestic as Old Nelson, and didn't even dare to say anything.

"Annie, I'm hungry," Ace said with the phone.

"Oh, just pizza horse, wait a moment." Annie locked the phone against the kitchen wall and continued to make food calmly.

Anne’s biggest weakness is her cooking skills. She has two kinds of pizza and steak, and she doesn’t know how to describe the food she cooks.

Annie took a cheese sausage pizza to the room where the two of them were resting on the second floor. "Here, there is red wine." Annie placed the things in the bedside table, untied the thick cotton pajamas, which were covered with sexy lace underwear, got into the quilt, and nestled in Ace's arms.

"By the way, why did the Oscars ask me to be the awards guest again?" Ace said while picking up a corner of pizza.

"Maybe it was your Grammy Awards ceremony that made everyone like, so I hope you can agree." Annie watched Ace eat the pizza in two or three bites, and she still had some cream left in her fingers and put it in her mouth to help him clean it.

"Okay, promise them. Anyway, I won't get a prize this time, so I can't sit down." Ace pulled out his finger and pulled off a piece of pizza and handed it to Annie's mouth, allowing her to take a bite.

"Okay, I'll ask them to notify the Oscar later. By the way, the company just said that the team asked you why you didn't go to training today. They said you have business activities." Anne took Ace's hand and bit the pizza in his hand.

"It's all you. I've been crazy all night. I don't have the energy to train. But I don't know what bad things that guy Kobe said to me, and that old man Phil, I don't know what to do with me." After Ace said that, he didn't pay attention to the team's affairs and let him storm. I was stunned and moved, and I got off the ground.

Ace and Anne were tired of bed and never moved. Unless they had a personal problem, they went to the bathroom and stayed there. Watching some new movies, it was too easy to sharpen their guns in the face of battle. After all, they were going to participate in the Oscars on the 25th, so they couldn't understand that he was the male lead of the "Smiths".

Although there is only one nomination for Best Picture and Best Editing, Ace personally has the nomination for Best Newcomer and Best Screenplay, but Anne is not optimistic about it. Ace probably won’t get any of these three Aces. In the past year, there are only two scripts except for one movie. One is being filmed and has not yet been released, and the other is the "Smiths".

In terms of influence, Ace may become the most influential star of the year, but this has nothing to do with Oscars. The academy is interested in acting and other things, but they have nothing to do with Ace, a basketball star.

If he hadn't been so popular recently, he wrote scripts, songs, and filmed a movie, even if he was playing with the ball, he was just an NB superstar in Los Angeles. He didn't see Kobe as popular, nor was he invited by Grammys or Oscars as an invitation guest?

"Stop making trouble, I want to throw another sheet tomorrow." Ace smiled bitterly and hugged Annie's slim waist.

"No, who told you to go out and steal food? Don't tell me who it is, saying, are they clean? Don't look for those messy women?" Annie seemed to have entered the estrus period, but even according to the lunar calendar, it was not spring.

"Damn it, if you don't subdue you, you won't know who has the final say in this family. Climb it up and lift it up." Ace said, lifting the quilt and slapping Annie in the butt.

"Okay, master, I'm wrong, but why don't you take care of a high school student and play with it? Don't go to the kind of wine to find them, they are not clean." Annie looked pitiful and wanted to continue talking about something, but Ace had already picked up her gun and started singing the chrysanthemum stage.

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The Lakers had no training camp the next day, and they would continue to play against the Celtics at home late. Esborn still wanted to watch the game on the spot, but he would go to the Oscars the next day and could only rest early.

Add Avril to Los Angeles from New York that day, and happened to meet Anne who was throwing garbage. She ambiguously teased Anne, and finally was crushed in the bedroom by Anne who was in estrus to give Ace a living erotic palace.

Ace was in the battle with Avril and Anne during the Lakers' game that night.

In the end, Kobe broke out, defeating his old rival Celtics in 122-96, and the showdown between Pierce and Kobe was also the highlight of the whole game.

But Kobe still beat Danny Pierce's "Truth" with his personal super abilities and perhaps home reasons, and became the best in this game.

Kobe's 53 points once again proved his terrifying attack power. Even if Ace is not there, he can lead the team to win.

If Kobe knew that he was working so hard to win the game, while Ace was enjoying the gentleness in bed, although the TV on the wall was broadcasting his game, the three of them were completely silent in their world.

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"Get up quickly, it's too late. I've made an appointment with Mike to help you get your hair down." Avril was hunching his body, standing beside the bed wearing underwear.

The perfect curve was facing Ace's gaze, and Anne was also holding her body up from Ace's body, and her limp breasts returned to the coconut shape as she lifted her body.

"Okay, get up quickly, I'll pack up the sheets. Really, I'll buy them when I'm back today. It's all you. I've got so dirty, so are the quilts." Annie grabbed the bloody nightgown on the bed and wiped it between her legs, followed Avril out of the bedroom to clean her body.

"Why, why do you blame me for driving? You have to ask for it?" Ace muttered to the door.

"Don't say bad things to me behind my back!" Annie opened the bedroom door again and pointed her head and said, blinking at Ace.

Ace, who was lying in the bed, could only smile bitterly. What else could he say, and no matter who he reasoned, he could not reason with women. That was their expertise.

"Damn Mike, damn hair, I'm going to cut all of it today." Ace, who leaned against the back seat, rubbed his hair hard.

"Haha, okay, then look for someone else, who is so dedicated? Besides, Mike immediately pushed someone else's job when he heard that it was you who made an appointment last night. You can't let someone else go now," Anne said with her arms around Ace.

"That's right, except for his sissy, you don't like Mike, he is still a good person," Avril said with his arms around his other arm.

"Damn it" Ace could only complain helplessly.

Today, the three of them were riding in the luxury RV of the old man next door. The bodyguard was in front and the huge space behind made the three of them crowd together. It was also for today's situation. If the three of them had to drive by themselves, it would be inconvenient after all.

"Mike, if you make a fool of yourself today, don't you see that, I'm here with my brother today." Ace kicked open the door of Mike's leisure club.

"Oh, Ace by, don't scare others, they will be scared. What if they scare them into the hospital and there are still a few customers?" Mike ignored the bodyguard standing behind Ace and wanted to stick to Ace.
To be continued...