Entertainment: Starting as a Succubus, Taking Hollywood by Storm

Chapter 56

After fighting for about ten minutes, the four of them lay side by side on the bed, panting, with flushed faces and beads of sweat. During the tussle, Martin had taken full advantage of the girls and vice versa.

He silently reminisced:

Jessica, the oldest, had the best figure. Dorothy, who had been exercising all year round, had tight muscles in her thighs and arms. Lindsay, though not as well-figured or as pretty as Jessica and Dorothy, had a girlish naivety and playfulness that came from within, making people want to take care of her. This trait is commonly known as being likable!

(PS: Unfortunately, as she got older, her appearance deteriorated due to excessive plastic surgery. Personally, I think Lindsay Lohan's appearance peaked during the filming of "Mean Girls.")

"Oops, it's so hot, and I'm covered in sweat," Jessica sat up from the bed. "Lindsay, I'm going to take a shower in your bathroom."

Dorothy also sat up. "Together."

Lindsay also sat up. "Together."

Martin also sat up. "Let's get up together."

"Pooh! Stinky Martin!" "What a beautiful thought!"

So Martin lay back down in disappointment, watching from the corner of his eye as the three girls happily walked out of the bedroom and entered the bathroom opposite.

Bang! The bathroom door closed, blocking Martin's sight. But it was soon opened again, revealing a slit with Lindsay's light blue eyes. "Don't peek, Martin!"

Then there was a burst of laughter like silver bells from the bathroom. Martin withdrew his gaze, put his hands behind his head, and squinted his eyes slightly, as if he were taking a nap. In reality, a thin stream of magic power was released by him. How can appreciating beautiful things be called peeping?

Martin showed a mysterious smile.

After a full hour, the three girls finally finished using the bathroom.

"Martin, go and wash up," Lindsay said with a blush.

...

It's late at night. The lights in the bedroom had been turned off, except for a night light. Martin slept on the floor, and the three girls slept together on the bed. Even breathing sounded in the bedroom.

After a moment, Lindsay's voice sounded softly, "Jessica, Jessica?" "Dorothy, Dorothy?" No one responded.

Then, there was a rustling sound—a small figure slowly got up from the bed, crawled under the bed, quietly got into Martin's blanket, stretched out her arms, and hugged Martin.

Then, Lindsay saw a pair of blue eyes staring at her, and her movements froze. "Martin, you're not asleep. I, I, I'm just a little scared." Martin smiled gently, and Lindsay suddenly became bolder. "I want to sleep with you in my arms, just like I'm holding Bao, is that okay?"

Without waiting for Martin to answer, Lindsay squeezed into Martin's arms. But at this moment, a voice came from above. "Okay, Lindsay, don't even think about secretly monopolizing Martin."

Lindsay was startled. She looked up and saw Jessica's head sticking out from the edge of the bed, looking at her and Martin with piercing eyes. Martin blinked at Jessica, knowing that today was planned by these girls; otherwise, why did they bring a change of clothes when they went out today?

Jessica climbed down quickly and squeezed to the other side. Then, another little head poked out from the edge of the bed. It was Dorothy. She smiled and said, "Is there still a place for me?"

"Gone!" Lindsay said angrily.

"That's not okay."

Dorothy also got out of bed and placed herself between Lindsay and Martin. Because Lindsay's arms were holding Martin's neck and the space was small, she was almost half lying on Martin.

"You are treating me as a pillow!"

Martin got an advantage and still behaved well.

"That's right, Martin pillow, be smart and hug us obediently."

As Jessica was talking, she felt something was wrong. Why was Dorothy's body so hot and her breathing so loud? Suddenly she thought of something, looked down, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"What are you laughing at?"

Martin glared at her. It wasn't you who caused this.

Then he changed the subject and said, "You have a premeditated plan today, right? Tell me, what do you want to do?"

Jessica, Lindsay, and Dorothy looked at each other. Finally, Jessica said, "Okay, Martin, we'll tell you. We want to confess to you tomorrow morning when you are most awake, and you can choose one of us as your girlfriend."

"Yes, Martin, choose us, not that little New York girl; we don't like her." Lindsay nodded heavily.

"No swearing, Lindsay," Martin scolded lightly.

"Why can Jessica say it? It's not fair." Lindsay pouted.

"Because I am already a high school student, grown up, and an adult," Jessica said.

"You can't say bad words; that's not ladylike," Dorothy retorted.

"Does fighting make you a lady?" Jessica laughed.

The alliance of the three girls had just been established, but it seemed to be on the verge of falling apart.

At this time, Martin spoke, "Stop arguing, and don't wait until tomorrow to express your feelings. Come on, come on, girls, confess your love to me one by one!"

The three girls stopped arguing immediately. After looking at each other, the oldest, Jessica, started.

"Martin, I like you. Can you be my boyfriend?" Martin did not answer immediately but looked at Dorothy and Lindsay. "Whose turn is it then?"

Dorothy puffed up her chest and said, "I'll do it." Then she blushed and said, "Martin, I want to be your girlfriend. When you become a big star, I can also be your female bodyguard."

"Hmm, this is good," Martin nodded.

Dorothy glanced at Jessica proudly.

"It's your turn, Lindsay," Martin looked at Lindsay Lohan.

Lindsay Lohan mustered up her courage and said an incredible confession in the most timid tone.

"Martin, I want you to be my man, and I want you to be my father!"

Dorothy: "Pfft!"

Jessica: "What the—!!"

Martin: "..."

Even as a well-informed person, Martin was shocked. This was the most... well, creative confession he had ever heard.

Jessica said in shock, "Lindsay, do you have a fever? How can Martin be your father? He will not marry your mother."

Dorothy felt that Lindsay Lohan was too greedy. Everyone was making one wish; why do you make two wishes?!

Lindsay pouted and answered Jessica, "I'm not talking about the biological father, but the psychological father. Martin is smart, stable, and caring. I think having him as my father will make me feel safe, unlike my real father, who is a lousy person!"

Martin came back to his senses, pulled his arm out of Lindsay's grip, waved his hand, and said, "Okay, for the sake of fairness, I agree to all your confessions, except the one about being a father!"

"What!" Dorothy was shocked.

"You are too greedy!" Jessica was angry.

"Great!" Lindsay cheered.

"Lindsay, what do you mean?!"

Jessica and Dorothy immediately stared at the cheering little girl.

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