King of Hollywood

“Nice to meet you, Mr. Cowell.” Gwyneth reached out with a smile on her face, her smile sweet and a little shy, but looked at Adrian's eyes with a hint of colour.

“Nice to meet you too, Miss Patrol," Adrian stood up and shrugged her shoulders, “I said," Let's not be so polite. Call me Ed, Gwinnie. Your name sounds great. ”

“Okay, Ed, I hope I'm not disturbing you.” Gwyneth sat down beside him smiling, her legs together, her hands resting on them, dignified and generous, looking very upbringing.

“Of course not. Ed and I just finished an important conversation.” Spielberg shook his head with a smile and looked at Gwyneth as if he was trying to say something, but then he looked at Adrian and he stood up: “Well, this old man of mine should leave too, let's leave some time for you young people. ”

“You're an actor too, aren't you, Gwinnie?” After Spielberg left, Adrian looked at the woman and asked.

“Yes, my father was a producer at Agos, my mom was a movie actor, and I've been practicing lines with my mom since I was a kid, so I've always wanted to be a great actor.” Speaking of which, she became a little dim, "but my parents didn't want me to be an actor. ”

“Really? That's a shame.” Adrian frowned and said with regret, and then he found something in front of Gwyneth, squeezing his fist and watching her carefully.

Just a few minutes from the sight, and so close, the tips of their noses were almost banging together, and they could feel each other's snorts, and those black eyes were as deep as the bottom of a lake.

“Ed?” Gwyneth screamed a little shyly over her head, her eyes twirling slightly and wondering what she was thinking.

“One minute, just one minute.” Adrian whispered softly that his eyes grew clearer and softer, like he was measuring a piece of art. This is an old-fashioned trick, but try Bai Ling, provided, of course, you have confidence in yourself.

“Captain Hook, Wendy the Girl, right?” He suddenly said so.

“You... how do you know.” Gwenniston opened his eyes and looked at Adrian with surprise.

“I've never forgotten, and I've seen almost every Steven movie.” Adrian laughed at the stall, “But for some things that are not very impressive, it takes a lot of time to remember, so just now...”

He made an apologetic gesture, and Gwyneth, smiling like a flower, didn't put it on her heart at all, and looked at his grey green eyes with excitement: “Wow, I've heard of someone who could do that, but it's the first time I've ever seen a real person."

Speaking of which, she immediately thought of something that revealed an embarrassing look: “Oh, I'm sorry, Ed, I'm not... Okay, I'm sorry, I'm a little excited, I'm just..."

Adrian couldn't help but laugh and hold her hand: "It's okay, Gwenny, don't worry about it. You know, you're cute right now. ”

“Well... thank you.” Gwyneth said with some silly smile, but did not withdraw the hand held by Adrian.

The soothing music sounded again, Adrian glanced at the band and suddenly stood up and made a gesture: “I don't know if there's that privilege, please dance, Gwinnie. ”

“Absolutely.” Gwyneth stood up happily and slowly walked into the dance floor, grabbing each other by etiquette as they walked along with the music and the crowd around them.

This is not a dance contest, plus the music is soothing, everyone is dancing freely, some simply walking back and forth on the dance floor, basically dancing side by side and talking intimately with their own dance partner.

“... when the little boy received the money, he wrote a thank-you letter to God: Dear God, thank you very much for the money you gave me. But I noticed that for some reason, the money you mailed me had to go through Washington, D.C., and let those scoundrels swallow $95.” As Adrian finished, Gwyneth giggled again.

“You're so funny, Ed,” Gwyneth said with a smile, then thought of something that made her wink narrowly, “so you should hate the IRS? ”

“Trust me, darling, each of us hates them.” Adrian said seriously, suddenly made the woman smile, the twig of flowers almost couldn't get up on him, the vibrant youthful breath came to her face, and Adrian couldn't help but feel slightly emotional in her waist.

“You know, Gwinnie, your smile is really beautiful.” He stared into her eyes and suddenly said so.

“Really?” Gwyneth is not particularly happy to hear this compliment, "unfortunately not everyone thinks that my face is a bit wide and I have to have my hair combed off both sides to cover the part. It may be okay if I don't smile and smile, but it would be ugly if I laughed. ”

“The man who said it must be a blind man," Adrian laughed softly, "I've heard one thing, Gwenny, and I think it's true that there are only lazy women and no ugly women in the world. ”

Apart from the different names, everything else is exactly the same, and if Blanchett were here, it would definitely be a lot of fun. But is she here? So Adrian went on to say, "No woman is perfect, even as beautiful as Elizabeth? Taylor, the five officers still have some flaws, so it doesn't matter if they don't look great. There are many preconditions for a woman's beauty, such as whether she dresses herself or whether she dresses herself in accordance with her own temperament. ”

Speaking of which, Adrian settled in, and Gwyneth was already hearing a little intriguing.

He smiled in his heart and said, “In my opinion, temperament is often more important than appearance, because temperament is easier to impress. Why do we say some actresses are just vases? Because they have nothing but beauty. But you're different, Gwinnie, your elegant temperament is not yet fully molded, but there are attractive places, and you know exactly how to embody it, like...”

He took a gentle breath in front of her, the two of them were so close that they were closer together, almost an inch apart from each other's lips, and the masculine appearance of the flutter revealed a slight confusion on Gwyneth's part.

“Very fresh, rose, tulip, jasmine and a little iridescent flower, either Lancôme miracle or Bulgari classic yellow tea, or Estée Lauder loves it pure as the wind,” Adrian's voice sounds, "but given the faint taste of the iridescent flower, it's just the last one, right? ”

“Oh... my God, how did you smell that?” Gwyneth looked at him surprised and opened her eyes again.

Adrian smiled and did not answer directly: "The Lancôme miracle is full of elegant emotion, while the classic Borgheri yellow tea is elegant and implicit, but they are all a little too mature, so Estée Lauder loves a young woman as fine as you. ”

Speaking of which, he turned a blind eye to those who had been watching him from the outset with nothing more than a thunder.

“I don't even know what to say... Ed, you're really...” Gwyneth's face showed a faint red spot and the way her eyes fluttered made her look a lot more glamorous.

The music stopped just then, and Adrian let go and took her back to her seat.

“I think I have to go, Gwinnie.” He sighed and said so.

“Are you leaving?” Gwinniston, who was still immersed in the atmosphere before, returned to God.

“Yes, there are other things to deal with.” Adrian nodded.

“But…” Gwyneth frowned, not concealing her disappointment.

“I know it's a beautiful evening, and I'm sorry," Adrian looked at her flatly, "I'm sorry, Gwenny, although I'd like to stay a little longer, but some things have been decided. ”

He said here, and suddenly he smiled, "Can I have your number if you want? ”

“Oh, sure.” Gwyneth said she was going to find the paper and pen, but Adrian had already handed it to her for the first time.

“You were ready, weren't you?” Gwyneth glanced at him strangely and wrote down his phone number on paper. Adrian smiled and didn't answer. After taking a piece of paper with the phone number on it, she glanced at it and put it in her top pocket, and then she fell down and smiled in front of Gwyneth and asked, "I want to leave a wonderful memory, okay? ”

“Hmm?” Gwyneth had not yet reacted, and the feeling of moisture appeared at the corner of her mouth. She beamed and her cheeks began to have a slight fever again, and then she glanced at Adrian again, strangely white.

Adrian smiled slightly and nodded and turned to go outside. After coming outside the hall, waiting for the door to cut off the hustle and bustle inside, he took a deep breath and threw the previous calm behind his head, stabilized his mind and finished his clothes. After a moment of recollection, Adrian walked down the corridor to the right and quickly walked a few steps, turning around a corner, and he saw the man he had been watching tonight.

She was wearing a large red v-neck evening skirt, her beautiful back revealed half and her body was still as good as it had initially been. Walk up to bring a little twitch, shaking a figure that is reminiscent of floating.

Adrian walked up and held her back to her waist: "Hi, Kate, are you okay? ”

“Ed... Ed?” Kate? Beckin 'Selton raised his head in a bit of panic, his eyes covered by a big * wave flashed a little panic and struggled slightly: “Don't touch me...”

“Are you still in pain here?” Adrian held her tight and pressed her under her ribs, and Kelton stopped and stared at him. “How... how do you know? ”

“Of course I do. I know everything, Kate." v

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