King of Hollywood

“Different?” Monica quickly adjusted despite being struck by Adrian, “I wonder what the difference is between the two words, don't they mean the same thing? ”

“No, no, no, no, dear Monica,” Adrian shook his head with a smile, "if only from the results, the two words are indeed no different. But if you start with the process, you see the difference. We all know that much more needs to be done, from beginning to end, before the last pleasure, like kissing or caressing, which is essential. If it was just sex, none of these foreplays would come true, especially men, who were always anxious to jump directly to the last step; and ml, where there would be deeper communication, where they would try to work with each other to reveal the best side, and finally, the pleasure of going to bed would be out of reach. ”

Monica looked at Adrian beamlessly, and it was the first time someone had talked about this so blamelessly in front of her, not only didn't give her a vulgar feeling, but felt it was real.

“When men and women lie in the same bed and start foreplay, with every emotion invested, the feeling of beauty increases, with a warm kiss, with intriguing comfort, the final pleasure will surely far exceed expectations! That's the difference between ml and sex.” Adrian continued.

“I have to admit, you speak very well, Adrian, so why do you say so much to me?” Monica took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

“For your ml, of course.” Adrian shrugged her shoulders as if it were a normal thing.

Monica couldn't help but cover her forehead, even though she had anticipated the answer. Isn't this guy too overt? But at the same time, there is a different kind of excitement in the mind.

“Your pursuit is noble, Adrian, and it looks like we should find a place to have a few drinks and spend a few days getting to know each other?” Monica had a little sarcasm in her tone, "I heard you had a girlfriend. ”

“Yes, but the men are always like that, and there's obviously more on their plate, but after looking at the other plates, they still have to try to get that plate into their plate.” Adrian remains frank and horrible, "a beautiful sexy woman is tempting anytime, anywhere. ”

Monica took a deep breath, and for a few minutes she felt helpless, and then she went on to say, “So what should I say? Are you proud? ”

“Unless you don't recognize your charm.” Adrian smiled.

“Thank you, but...” Monica tried so hard to get out of this passive situation, "If you already have a girlfriend and you still want to date another woman, it just means that this man sucks and I may have sex with you, but I'm not going out with you, Adrian. ”

She turned around and was about to leave. Adrian suddenly grabbed her arm and Monica was pressed against the light pole before she could react, and the other side blocked her mouth. Adrian broke Monica's teeth almost brutally, searched for rolling around with her face unchecked, Monica subconsciously rebelled, but after a few retreats not only didn't push his tongue out, but tangled up to meet him anyway.

The squeaky voice kept ringing, Monica leaned back on her body, one foot lifted back against the street light pole, her hands had unwittingly wrapped around Adrian's neck, and the tempting curve was also gently twisted under the comfort of the other side across the jacket. Under the snow-white streetlights, the men and women kissed with love.

Finally, after sucking Monica's lips again, Adrian let go. Monica's chest was fluctuating and her face was bright red. She glanced at him and didn't know what to say.

“Very charming.” Adrian's thumb was paddled over her red lips, "let's go back. ”

Motherfucker! Monica seemed to have a fire coming out of her eyes, but she was reluctant to walk to the rented house with her waist and limbs in her arms. The warmth in her hand caused her to panic and an unprecedented sense of frustration overshadowed her mind.

Goddamn it! Monica screamed hard in her heart again.

Anyway, it was just a little insert, and nothing happened after that. After the barbecue party, everyone had a hotel break to prepare for the next day's shooting, and the only legacy was Monica's past state was gone.

“Why do we have to keep talking nonsense to maintain the atmosphere?” Mia looked at Vincent with a smile as she gently bit the cherry in her hand.

“Good question, but I don't know.” Vincent shook his head.

“When you find someone really special, you can shut up and enjoy a moment of silence.” Mia's eyelids drowned.

“I don't think we've reached that point, but don't worry, we just met.” Vincent laughed.

After some 10 seconds of silence after a conversation, Adrian's voice finally sounded: "Over! ”

Immediately, the surrounding staff began to sigh.

“God, it's finally over. ”

“When the director made the sound, I thought I was going to sing again. ”

“Eisen, do me a favor and squeeze my shoulders. My arms are all sore. ”

These complaints all fell into the director's ear, so the deputy director, the director's assistant, and the restaurant owner announced after discussing something else: "Okay, guys, you can have a 15-minute break. ”

While this is not enough to completely relieve everyone of their fatigue, it is better than not, and the staff are still a small cheer. After they started sitting down and seemed to rest, Adrian walked up to Monica and said, "Can you come over, Monica? ”

“Of course.” Monica shrugged her shoulders, following Adrian in the eyes of others.

“Sit down," Adrian said, referring to the chair in the room, but he sat on the table and held his arm. "Yesterday and today you have been in a bad state, ng too many times, is there a problem? ”

“I thought you should know, Adrian.” Monica said in a bad tone.

“If you're talking about that kiss, I apologize, but you shouldn't bring that emotion into the show, it's not something an actor should do.” Adrian said seriously, as if the kiss that night was insignificant.

“...” Monica couldn't speak again, just her chest fluttered and her full curve trembled with it.

“Okay, now calm down, keep your mood steady, let's finish shooting here, we can't hold off any longer.” Adrian reached out to shoot her shoulder, then stood up and walked out, turning her head again when she got to the door: “That's right, you have a great chest, especially when you shot the needle last night. ”

(Request for recommendation, various requests)