King of Hollywood

Because I met Lily, Charlize quickly became a regular guest at Kate's house, and of course, either came with Adrian, or because of business, Kate was uncomfortable, especially when she was teasing her daughter, but she acquiesced in her presence.

In fact, it's not like Kate didn't think of a way to get Charlize to reduce the number of times she came here, she hinted at it and squeezed it in language, but Charlize quickly allowed her to converge on these behaviors, even though she had to be a little hostile when dealing with them, and she had some reluctance when communicating, but no more.

Although Adrian didn't know how Charlize did it, he could probably guess one or two, and he accidentally bumped into an interesting picture the other day when he walked in with his daughter from the garden. Charlize pressed Kate against the wall, her forehead against her forehead, her right hand against the wall, her left hand against her face, and her right leg bowed against her leg with a smiley, non-smiling look. Kate seemed a little irritated and impatient, staring at her without knowing what to say, as if she had been completely suppressed.

Of course, as soon as Adrian came in, the two women separated, and it seemed like nothing had happened if nothing had happened. Adrian didn't see much to say in his eyes. He continued to tease the daughter in his arms. It was just that every time he thought of the scene, he inevitably felt a little funny. Kate was two years older than Charlize, but could not let go of the other side.

It's not surprising to think that we're all women, we haven't torn each other's faces, and the relationship is pretty good even... very intimate! Kate's spicy personality naturally can't be played out. Although Charlize was young enough to be an assistant to Adrian earlier, and her abilities were exercised, she experienced a lot more than Kate, so it's not hard to beat Kate.

And that's why it was Charlize on and Kate on that day. Thinking about the scene that day, Adrian Heartbroken became active again, and Kate and Charlize looked at him in a delicate way and came to mind again, not knowing when to bring them to bed together again?

It seems like a good opportunity now, Charlize, because little guys often run to Kate's side, and Kate is upset by her suppression, which isn't impossible if she can take advantage of it. But that's not true, because Charlize has never spent the night here, and you can't make good things without ingredients alone, and... there are important wine parties to attend soon.

Although Adrian loves his daughter, he doesn't care to hang the little guy around his chest, he doesn't mind his grandfather image at all. A good father's image of a good husband doesn't mean that some things will change. If he doesn't mess around with grass, it won't be Adrian's, let alone a long awaited and delicate rose.

“Of course, it's consistent with the philosophy we've always believed in, isn't it? Freedom, which is humanity's most precious asset, must be upheld in all circumstances.” Adrian stood in the corner of the lounge where the wine party was held and talked among several men, and while he was well aware of its hypocrisy as the new nobility of Hollywood, there were always some self-righteous idealists in the world, such as those in front of him.

“Exactly, this is the idea that we have to stick to and spread, and it's silly for Englishmen to be so chatty about a movie that's not historical.” One of the men hummed, looking about forty years old, square face, about 5 feet 10 inches tall, slightly shorter than before.

Walter? Joseph, a Russian American, a well-known investor in the independent film industry, even if the script sucks and Ed? Like Wood, he was able to pull in investments, and his grandfather's generation was said to have emigrated in the '30s. In fact, these are not idealists. Real idealists have ideals, but they also have reason to be calm. They plan to try to achieve their ideals and run into the south wall without their heads.

And people like Walter, at best, can only imagine and even be paranoid, and to be more harsh, is to maintain and show their sense of superiority. And of course, that phrase, no matter how disrespectful you are to each other in a social setting, still has to keep a smile to be basic courtesy, not to mention the "Brave Heart" celebration.

After entering February, Emma, already the end of a strong crossbow, eventually went offline in North America with a box office in the early 70 million, even if it ultimately failed to secure the principal of the North American box office, the North American box office alone was enough to make it look on its back compared to the original version of Adrian's memory. But Brave Heart, though equally unbreakable, was still climbing to that number and was very close, so Adrian offered to host a celebration.

“Any new arrangements lately, Ed?” A producer shifted the subject.

“No, two films were made last year and a number of productions were supervised, and we intend to take a good break this year before we wait for the second half of the year, even if there are plans.” Adrian shrugged his shoulders and still said that.

In fact, he didn't think about the new work, but there are still producers who want to get the film editing rights for the novel Hacker Empire, and Adrian also thought about whether to make the film ahead of time. Later on, think about it. Anyway, the novel was published a long time ago, and it was so famous in the science fiction circle, even if it had to be early, it didn't have to be so early. Besides, wouldn't it be better to wait for the Titanic to show and make it when the CG technology is fully developed?

Of course, you can also direct films featuring your own woman, but many of them don't fit in as miracle directors. Identity is important, and in a famous venue like Hollywood, building a halo is not easy for ordinary people, but destroying it is simple. Even if, for Adrian, reconstructing after the collapse of the halo was only a small thing, it would be unbearable to do so more than once.

In fact, there are a few films that are more appropriate, but basically they've all started, and Adrian has plans and plans for them, so I thought about it a little bit and threw them aside. So I finally decided to take a break for about six months, and then again, although I've been busy for a few years, it's not a bad thing to give myself a few months off because I don't feel tired when I schedule it properly.

“That's too bad you're a famous workaholic.” The other side immediately said with amusement.

“The workaholic is resting too, I'm not Mr. Robert.” Adrian opened his hand and a slightly self-derisive tone suddenly led to a low laugh.

“Perhaps you could consider taking over films from other companies that might be of interest to you.” Another man then said that he was also a producer.

“That sounds like a good idea, maybe try it.” Adrian wondered if he could tell what he had finally captured by measuring the lobby with his leftover light.

“Excuse me for a moment.” After laughing and saying hello, he quickly bypassed the crowd and went out.

Come into the garden, away from the crowd, blown by the cold wind, Sophie? Massoton sobered up a lot, but at the same time he couldn't help but rub his lower arms. She was wearing a sleeveless beige dress and the temperature difference between early and late February in Los Angeles made her feel like she wanted to go back. After all, she had already had a cold once before and is not quite there yet.

But when he turned around and looked at the flaming villa, Sophie sighed and continued walking into the garden, just walking around.

The weather in Los Angeles has been fine, with almost no rain all year round, so even though the sky is invisible due to urbanization, as long as there are few clouds, the pristine moon is obvious. Walking in the garden under the moonlight is also kind of fun, but the result of being quiet around is that you can't help but think about something.

With the release of Brave Hearts for more than a month, her popularity in the United States has risen dramatically, and a number of American filmmakers have found her before, as the film has made them more, and they are all from well-known companies. Likewise, there are a number of filmmakers or directors on the French side who have made it difficult for Sophie to choose for a while.

Beyond that, the tabloids kept grasping at her and Adrian rumors, whether they were American, British, French, and re-flipped things from the beginning of last year. Even the tabloids said that she would have had a cold war with him because she had moved early to not fall in love with Adrian. God knows they never even met Adrian during the Cold War.

When I think of the Polish guy, Sophie feels angry, and there have been journalists who have been asking questions since the scandal, and the answer is, "She's a big star, and she's a big star who's hard to get along with, so why do you keep going? It's better now. She's free. What she wants to do has nothing to do with me.

Every time I think of those words, Sophie can't help but scold angrily and sadly in her heart. She knew that the newspaper was exaggerated, but she also knew that what he meant would not be slight. She stayed with him for almost 10 years, left her best years there, looked after him like a big kid, didn't know what he was thinking?

Sometimes Sophie would feel sorry for herself, maybe she wasn't so impulsive that there was room for salvation, but more often than not she felt like a fool, completely out of her mind by emotion, Adrian was right, reason really matters... Oh Adrian, it's Adrian again...

Sophie laughed bitterly and her slightly melancholy appearance made her laugh particularly touching. She didn't know how to define the man. He spoke appropriately, was humorous and gentle and thoughtful, but there was an indescribable pride and wildness in his bones, as if everything in the world could be in his hands, as if it could be dangerous at any time.

And she never hides the admiration, love, desire and desire to conquer in her eyes, making her embarrassed yet intolerable. He was really charming and attractive, but such a man was a playboy.

“Fucking dude!” Suddenly Sophie hates to say that she really doesn't like the title "Wonder Girl”, but... and herself...

“Which one of you fuckin 'playboy?” A voice burst out of nowhere, with a little chirp, frightened Sophie.

“Ed?!” Sophie looked at him a little angry, "How did you suddenly show up behind me? You scared me! ”

“I'm sorry, I saw you here alone, so come check it out.” Adrian immediately gave an apologetic expression as she said, taking off her coat and putting it on her, "You came out wearing so little, beware of the cold. ”

“Thank you." Sophie didn't say no, some complicated glance at him, and then her face flashed red.

“Are those people in the lobby boring you a little?” Adrian asked immediately.

“No, I just wanted to come out and relax," Sophie said, walking forward, taking a deep breath to calm herself down, "and I was thinking about Morocco. ”

“Oh, what's so funny? Anthony can give you a big compliment on the phone.” Adrian followed.

The two walked one after the other, from time to time talking about the filming of British Patients in Morocco, and Adrian, as always, was able to amuse Sophie.

“So if I hadn't called, you wouldn't have come to Los Angeles to celebrate?” At the end of the day, Adrian asked.

“Yeah, I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you.” Sophie laughed and said, then she realized something was stuck and started walking to the villa some distance after being silent: “I'm going back tomorrow and getting my shots done as early as possible is more important than anything. ”

There was a slight panic in the tone, but without a few steps, Sophie fell into Adrian's arms, looking up and facing each other.

“Why the rush, Sophie?” Adrian asked softly.

Time seemed to have stopped flowing for a moment, and half a mile later Sophie gently opened Zhu Lip: “Ed, don't...”

Before she finished, Adrian had lowered her head to block her lips, unnecessarily prying her teeth open and raging in her warm mouth. Sophie was confused and then moved, and they kissed so warmly that their hands began to move on each other's bodies, as if nothing could stop them.

But just as Sophie's hand began to untie Adrian's belt, and Adrian's hand began to salvage Sophie's dress, she suddenly pushed him away and gasped red-handedly: "Please weigh yourself! ”

Turn around and you'll run away. Unfortunately, Sophie was in too much of a hurry. When she turned around, she couldn't keep her balance. Her feet screamed and she fell to the ground. Adrian grabbed her quickly, but her angle of falling was too rough, and Adrian, while holding her, lost her balance herself, and the two stopped holding her and rolling on the ground.

“Are you all right?” When Adrian stopped, he pressed his own Sophie for the first time and swimmed up. Luckily, this piece, although planted with shrubs, had no hard objects, so neither was injured.

“I... I'm fine...” Sophie said red-handedly, sitting up, but then she moved and her body was stiff, and Adrian's face became a little weird.

Unfortunately, because of the passion before, Adrian had already begun to react, so much so that after a roll, Sophie pressed him over, and the reaction was tight below. What could that thin skirt have prevented? So it was just a little reaction. It swelled up when this stimulus came to a pause, and I could barely resist it! Sophie is fine with just pressing it, if you sit up...

Under the moonlight, Sophie's face was dripping red and Adrian's expression became even stranger. The two of them kept their current posture still and seemed to want to wait until the passion had passed. However, when the scourge was not on its own, the voices of a man and a woman suddenly rang in the vicinity.

“Honey, you're so charming tonight. ”

“Oh, you've said that a dozen times. ”

“I'm just describing a fact, honey. ”

“You're a slippery guy, John. ”

The man and woman were obviously flirting with each other, and then the snotty kiss sounded, sounding like they were nearby, and the two people on the ground were even more afraid to move.

“Don't you think it's interesting here, Meryl? ”

“What are you trying to say, John, why don't you just say it? ”

“I mean, why don't you try and feel it outside? ”

“Oh, you little bastard, I knew you'd say that. Aren't you worried about being found? I just seemed to see someone over here. ”

“That's your eye. There's nobody out there. I promise you'll like it. You like it, don't you? ”

As the two laughed, their clothes were taken off and laid on the floor, and it sounded like they were separated from Adrian and Sophie by the bushes. It was followed by giggles, kisses, caresses, wheezes, and naturally a * * interweaving sound. Probably because they think it's far away from the villa, it's an unusually cheerful and unusual indulgence for men and women, and the screaming is getting nastier and nastier, and they had no idea there was anyone else around.

Sophie's face had gone red to her ears and their movements had all fallen into her ears, and this eavesdropping excitement had left her hopeless for a while, making her breathing much more impatient, and her body began to burn slightly.

At this point, Adrian's hand suddenly stuck to the part of her lap that was bare and slipped under her skirt. Sophie was shocked and shook Adrian's head constantly, but Adrian's eyes glistened with a strange light, and her hands kept going deep inside, unzipping her underwear and pulling her own zipper.