King of Hollywood

Chapter 172 What could be more refreshing than this?

"...just as at the first moment of hearing of her rift with her husband, Vronsky, reading the letter, sank unconsciously into a natural feeling which was his own. The relationship with that insulted husband aroused in his heart." The scorching sun in the afternoon shrouded the balcony, casting a golden light, but the reading aloud under the cool shadow had stopped.

Sophie Marceau put her arms on her forehead, looked up at the still blue sky along the edge of the parasol, and then sighed faintly. After staying like this for a few minutes, she picked up the book in her hand again, but this time she didn't read it aloud. This French version of "Anna Karenina" has been read by her countless times, and she is quite familiar with the direction of the plot, and she often compares and analyzes it with the adapted script. The director Angel Vika, who has already been confirmed, has also passed several times, and she is confident in performing that kind of charm.

"This role is a test of your acting skills, because after all, you are different from the Russians in appearance, you must be 'similar'. Do you know the meaning of this Chinese word? It means to give the audience a clear It doesn't look very similar, but the inside is exactly the same." These words suddenly rang in Sophie's ears.

That's why you work so hard, right? she asked herself in her heart. Then a feeling of irritability surged up, making her suddenly lose interest in continuing to read.

Pa, throwing the novel on the small round table next to her, Sophie stood up and walked back and forth on the balcony dully, then looked up in the direction of the English Channel. That guy should still be hugging left and right in London, right?

How the hell did I end up like this. Sophie went back to the house, poured herself a glass of red wine and took another big sip before sighing. Since Adrian left that day, she hadn't contacted her for almost two weeks. The only time she saw him was at the live broadcast of Princess Diana's funeral, which made her suddenly feel uncomfortable.

You know, in the past, every two or three days, he would either call or send a letter. She doesn't talk too much, whether it's phone calls or letters, there are only a few words. Most of the time, Sophie chooses to perfunctory a few words, but now it suddenly disappears, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

Well, it's still coming to the movie, if the movie gets good reviews, it will open things up further in Hollywood...damn, that's his word again

Sophie was turning the wine glass in her hand sullenly, her melancholy demeanor was vividly displayed, coupled with the appearance of gnashing her white teeth in ecstasy, everyone who saw her couldn't help but want to lick her. Hug in your arms and take care of you.

At this moment, the bell rang, and Sophie, who was in deep thought, was awakened immediately. She walked to the stairs in a daze and looked towards the entrance. I remember that I had asked my agent to reject all the invitations for the past few days. She just wanted to rest at home for two or three days, and this was her other small villa. Not many people knew about it. Who would come to her?

With doubts, Sophie came to the door, looked at the cat's eyes, and screamed, then panicked, scratching her head and pulling her clothes, not knowing what to do.

God, why is he here? Shouldn't he be in London? Sophie thought gloomily, the image of her with her hair loose and wearing a big shirt and shorts is really not very good-looking.

When the bell rang for the second time, Sophie suddenly calmed down again. The panic came and went suddenly. She stared fixedly at her mouth for a few seconds, then straightened her head slightly, and then opened her arms and faced her. The man outside showed a cold face: "Why are you here?"

"Thank God, I thought you weren't home." Adrian let out a sigh of relief, "It's nice to see you, Sophie."

After finishing speaking, as if she didn't see her indifferent appearance, she completely pushed the room away and walked into the room, which made the beautiful v person m very angry for a while.

"I'm asking you something, Ed" Sophie shut the door and yelled angrily.

"You look so... extraordinary." Adrian, who sat down on the sofa unceremoniously, stretched out his hand in the air and gestured at her figure, "Very casual, relaxed, lazy, and very attractive people."

"Really?" Sophie couldn't help but smile when she heard the praise, but she quickly reacted and stomped her feet in annoyance: "Ed"

"What's the matter?" Adrian shrugged, "I miss you, can't I come to see you in Paris?"

"Hmm..." Sophie was speechless for a moment, and after a while she asked bitterly, "How much did you pay for my agent?"

"There is no 1a money. I just told Dominic sincerely that I really want to see you, so he gave me the address." Adrian spread his hands.

How could Sophie believe this statement? She knew very well that many French people opposed her going to Hollywood, and Dominique Basehard had repeatedly persuaded her to accept some French or European films to change this trend of public opinion, but Ah Derian advised her to focus entirely on Hollywood.

"You have that potential, the potential to make everyone no longer admire your appearance and figure, but your acting skills. You just haven't met anyone who can dig out this potential." He was So to speak.

Of course, Sophie is also aware that they each have their own thoughts. If it was ten years ago, she might not have understood the key to this, but after ten years of 1a, she woke up from being dazzled by love. She won't fail to see.

Dominic is her agent, and his income is naturally closely related to her work, but he knows nothing about Hollywood. He handled "Braveheart" before, but it was recommended by Adrian since "The English Patient" The American agent took over, if Sophie shifted her focus to Hollywood... As for Adrian, it goes without saying that he is thinking.

"What do you want? Coffee or black tea?" Sophie, who gave up arguing with him, turned and walked to the kitchen.

"Of course you brewed the coffee yourself." Adrian said with a playful smile, which of course caused Sophie to roll her eyes.

Gritting her teeth, Ghost Sophie ground the coffee beans, holding the handle and turning it quickly, as if it was Adrian's thing and she wanted to grab it off. But when she really started to think about it, she couldn't help but sigh again.

At the very beginning, she did have the idea of ​​taking advantage of his ability to take her to the next level, but this guy did not play his cards according to common sense, and after gaining her trust with his eloquent tongue, he began to be frivolous and aggressive.

Sophie still remembers all the things that happened in the 1a garden that day, especially the scene of being covered by the man's mouth and entering the deepest part while listening to the loud groans of the male v outside the bushes. After thinking about it, the stimulating feeling made her subconsciously rub her hands together.

Well, he is very talented and charming, and he also understands V's mind. When chatting, he can always talk about what she wants to hear. They also have many things in common. When she is lying in his arms, That sense of security is also very comforting. I have taken care of that man for almost ten years, why can't I find a man who takes care of me? If... If he hadn't been ambiguous with so many V people, and even had a child with one of them...

"What's wrong?" Adrian asked suddenly while sipping coffee.

"What's wrong?" Sophie, who was curled up on the sand with her chin in one hand, suddenly came to her senses.

"Why do you suddenly give people a...sad feeling?" Adrian said seriously.

Sophie couldn't help being stunned for a while, and then she smiled wryly after a while, shook her head but didn't speak.

"It's best to talk about any unhappiness. If someone helps you share some, your unhappiness will be reduced a lot." Adrian held her hand, looked at her big brown eyes and said gently .

"Thanks, Ed," Sophie laughed, "it's nothing."

"It seems that I said it too tactfully," Adrian said suddenly. "Actually, what I mean is, if there is something unhappy about you, you might as well say it to make me happy."

"Ed" Sophie yelled immediately, and raised the cushion to smash it over.

Under Adrian's adjustment, the atmosphere in the room became active. After a fight, a man and a V started chatting again. It was almost the same as before. The topic changed quite quickly, with laughter and quarrels. harmony.

The sky darkened quickly. After talking about Victor Hugo's "Les Miserables", Adrian looked at the time, and then extended his hand to Sophie: "Can I have dinner with you, Sophie?"

"Well..." Sophie hesitated, "Let's forget it, Ed, I..."

"I insist." Adrian didn't give her a chance to speak.

Sophie frowned, but quickly smoothed it out, and sighed: "Okay, I promise you."

After finishing speaking, she got up and went into the room to get dressed. It took almost an hour for 1a to finish. She changed into a simple light yellow dress, her head hung softly on her shoulders, her face was thinly powdered, and she looked very delicate. .

"You look so beautiful no matter what you wear, Sophie." Adrian said in admiration.

Sophie shrugged: "So, where are we going next?"

"The car is already waiting, and you'll know it when you get there." Adrian smiled slightly, and then added: "Let's take another coat, the place we're going will be a bit cold."

Although suspicious, Sophie did as he said. After coming out, it was already dark, and the lights of the city were lit up early, and the lights were dimmed. There was indeed a car parked outside the villa. It was a black Rolls-Royce Silver Spur. Even if it wasn't an elongated car, it was considered a top-end car.

"Will you put this on?" After she got into the car with curiosity, Adrian took out a black cloth belt and looked at her with a smile.

"What are you trying to do?" Sophie looked at him warily.

"This is a surprise. I hope to reveal the mystery at the last moment." Adrian said with a smile, and then leaned into her ear: "Don't worry, I won't do that kind of thing again."

Sophie blushed suddenly, and then gave him a hard look. Adrian visited her in Paris once, they had a passionate sex in the living room, he took advantage of her not spare cloth to cover her eyes, then picked her up from behind, coaxing her that he had hugged her to the face In front of the window on the street, one can imagine how much the stimulation to her was. Sophie was angry for several days in the end, and Adrian coaxed her for a long time before calming her down.

"Sophie, trust me?" Adrian said in a sincere tone.

After hesitating for a while, Sophie gritted her teeth, and finally took it and closed her eyes with her own hands. The car started immediately, and there was nothing to say along the way, but Adrian kept her hand in his hand. After about a minute, the car finally stopped. With Adrian's support, Sophie got out of the car and walked a long distance before entering the elevator.

It has to be said that Adrian is still very considerate, always whispering in her ear to remind the road conditions. It's just that along the way, Sophie's doubts only increased. They should be in the elevator now, but what elevator will go up for several minutes before it ends? And just now her high heels jingled on the ground, as if they were hitting steel?

Just when she was guessing wildly, the black cloth on her eyes was suddenly taken off. Although the light here was not so strong, Sophie still squinted her eyes subconsciously, but she quickly saw the surrounding scene clearly and then couldn't help it. Mouth grew.

They are now at least a foot high in the air, surrounded by steel structures, standing in front of the railing can completely look down on the entire brightly lit Paris, the city seems to have become a huge map, with all the avenues and alleys Draw countless lines of different widths in the light. If her memory is correct, this place should be...

"Welcome to the Eiffel Tower, Ms. Sophie Marceau." A reporter came over and bowed to her with a smile.

"This... this..." Sophie stammered, I was completely speechless.

"Come on, I'm a beautiful Ms. V from Taobao Women's Tmall Taobao Mall Taobao Women's Winter Coat M." Adrian took her hand and walked towards the fence near it, where a round table had already been placed. Several candles were burning in olive-shaped glass bottles, exuding soft light, and in the middle bottle was a delicate rose. Not far away, a musician was playing a serenade. Who was around? Nothing, everything seems to be covered with a layer of mist, which looks romantic.

Until she sat down at the round table, Sophie still looked like she was in a dream, and when the bread basket was put down and the menu was placed in front of her, she woke up with a start.

"I'm not dreaming." Sophie asked, blinking her eyes, but the whistling wind in her ears from time to time told her that it was all real.

"Let's order first." Adrian smiled and opened the menu.

How can a French meal lack foie gras and snails? Cooked by top chefs, the food was particularly delicious, accompanied by music and the special environment, this long dinner almost made Sophie unable to restrain herself.

Like many people, after the meal, he specially invited the chef to take the elevator up and met with him. After exchanging greetings and resting for a few minutes, Adrian immediately bowed to Sophie: "Can I ask you to dance? ?”

With a blush on Sophie's face and a faint smile, she stretched out her hand without hesitation. Adrian snapped his fingers, and the musicians who had rested immediately played a cheerful waltz, and the two immediately embraced each other, dancing in the beautiful music and the whistling wind, and giggled from time to time It can be heard that Sophie is very happy.

"Oh, Ed, oh, Ed..." At the end of the song, Sophie was already lying on Adrian's body, muttering the other's name in her mouth, her eyes were full of enchantment.

After such a long time, she really got up. Looking back, no one was here anymore. Adrian didn’t know when he let the musicians and singers go down. If it wasn’t for the small round table, where would it be? Still burning, she might think it was a dream again.

"How...how did you do it?" Sophie couldn't help asking, even though she guessed a little bit, "You know at this time..."

"Well, it's true that 1a has worked hard and owed a lot of favors to book the third-floor viewing platform, but... it's all worth it, especially when you don't have that sad look on your face anymore. As Adrian said, his fingers brushed lightly across her face.

Sophie looked at him fixedly, something was spinning in her eyes. Although Adrian said it lightly, she also knew that it would not be so easy, especially the last sentence...

In the next second, she suddenly caught Adrian's mouth and sucked desperately. Adrian also tasted her tongue without hesitation, and his hands began to move up and down her body. The two leaned against the fence and lingered repeatedly, pouring out their desires to each other with their tongues, until Adrian picked up Sophie's skirt.

"Ai...Ed...wait..." When his hand slipped into the inner side of the big 1ǐ, she realized this, but unfortunately she was unable to resist under his comfort.

"It's okay, if I don't call them, they won't come up." Adrian accelerated his attack while speaking.

"But...but..." Sophie wanted to struggle again.

"Look, Sophie, look at this beautiful night view of Paris, look at the endless stream of vehicles below," Adrian leaned close to her ear and bit gently Her exquisite earballs, "Is there anything more piercing than this?"

"Oh...you bastard...you damn bastard..." Sophie murmured, and turned her head encouragingly, even if she couldn't hear the sound, she could still see the countless lights, and then raised her head to look Looking at the dark sky, she closed her eyes and changed from a slight resistance to a complete catering to the whistling wind.

Then, Sophie was picked up, and Adrian, who was holding her, stepped in unceremoniously, and the faded soles hung under the high heels and began to sway with the rhythm.

Seeing Sophie let go of the non-stop moaning completely, Adrian was extremely satisfied. What could be more satisfying than having sex with the French's true love on the symbol of Paris? f

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