If Affectionate Unequal [Hollywood]

When the door opened, she was standing at the door.

Wearing a white shirt and a brown half-length skirt, her makeup was bright.

When she saw me, her red lips curved.

I glanced at the bodyguard not far away, resisted the urge to hug her immediately, and held her hand, "Come in."

After closing the door, I leaned over and hugged her, fearing that I would be slow, "Anji, why are you here?"

She put her arms around my waist, and I heard her chuckle past my ears, "I want to see you too."

My ears were numb, I laughed, and pulled her to sit down on the sofa, "Why are you free?"

"Yes." She put the bag aside, "Are you here alone?"

"That's right," I couldn't bear to look away, "Irene and the others won't be here in a while."

She must have asked Nancy about my schedule, so she knew my specific address and room number, and she didn't tell me in advance, because she wanted to surprise me.

And she is so beautifully dressed, um, no, no, she is very attractive even without makeup.

"You are so kind." I couldn't help but say, hugging her tightly.Knowing that I missed her, she appeared immediately.

There was a faint smell of Guerlain perfume on her body. I pressed against the skin of her neck and rubbed it, feeling the temperature from her body.

She touched my face, her eyes were like gentle cameras, and I wanted to stay in her sight forever.

Close enough to catch her breath.

I couldn't bear this temptation, so I lifted up a little more and touched her lips.

Every time I kiss her, it's like the arrow of the god of love hits my heart, and my heart palpitates with sweet pain.

Time seemed to have stopped, I only heard the sound of butterflies flapping their wings.

Angelia put her arms around my shoulders, and brushed my hair with her fingers, "The hair is still wet..."

Her voice was low and hoarse, and her sexiness was fatal.

I leaned my head on her shoulder, panting, "Um..."

She didn't say anything, and moved her face closer to me, clasped the back of my head, and kissed me, the mutual fusion of lips and tongue was so magical, I wanted to keep kissing her, and I didn't want to stop.

When I was very young, my dream lover must be làng romantic, affectionate and soft.

At this moment, she fits all my fantasies, she takes me on a date in the hidden and colorful garden, lingering.Her kiss is like mellow wine, like a mysterious night, like a just-started adventure journey, with endless wonders along the way, bewitching my soul.

The way she touches my earlobe guides and lures me forward.

"Ai Er..."

"Ai'er..." Her warm breath scalded my earlobe, "Did they say when to come?"

"Huh?" I made a sound in a daze.

At some point, both of us collapsed on the sofa, nestling together and making out.

I licked my dry lips, stared at her eyes, and lingered on her hair with my fingers, trying to analyze from my blank head, "It seems that I will come later... I don't know the time..." I Trying to remember if they told me the time, I licked my dry lips again.

"This way..." Angelia's slender neck moved, and her voice darkened.

In the next second, my earlobe was wrapped in smooth softness.

I made a "hiss" and shook violently, "Ah..."

I dodged tremblingly, but I couldn't dodge. My earlobe was being licked slowly little by little, and my whole body seemed to have been electrified.

"Don't...don't..." I was crying, "You can't kiss...Angie..."

I was shooting a movie at the time, and I lost my composure because of this sensitive point.

"Not here? What about here?" She turned to my other earlobe, I took a deep breath, my body was limp, unable to resist, I could only grab the clothes behind her, and finally retained a little reason.

She left my earlobe, kissed and bit my lips again, we kissed deeply again, the tip of her tongue was entangled with hers, wanting to turn into water and flow in the skin of her body.

I want her lips to kiss me all over.

Want to kiss every inch of her tattoo.

I seemed to be calling her name in a dream, submerged in the gentle waves of her kiss, and my skin was trembling and excited when her fingertips slid across.

"Ai Er..."

"You are so..." Her voice was vague, but the tenderness of her kiss was so clear, "... sweet..."

Otherwise the doorbell and cell phone keep ringing and I don't know what's going to happen.

We sat up separately, Angie glanced at me, and I followed her gaze, blushing and hurried to tighten my nightgown.

She reached over to fasten my belt and tugged and buttoned her own shirt.My phone screen lights up for a while, then goes dark, and then lights up again after a few seconds.

Angie and I didn't speak. She hugged me and said first, "Shall I open the door?"

My face was red and hot, I pursed my lips and nodded.

She let go of me and stood up.

I rubbed my face and sat down quickly.Watch her go to open the door.

Then there's Nancy's growl, "Why so long...huh?"

When I looked up, Nancy looked surprised, and the makeup artist Irene and the stylist behind looked blankly at Angie and then at me.

Nancy immediately reacted and closed the door.

Angie was generous and smiled, "Hello."

Erin and the stylist were carrying the suitcase and the dress bag. They obviously hadn't figured out the status, so they could only respond instinctively, "Hey, hey, hi, hi...Angelia..."

Nancy cleared her throat, "Angie is here too..."

I wanted to cover my face and laugh again.

Angie looked back at me, her smile widening, "Well, yes."

Nancy muttered to herself, "No wonder Helen asked me..." Shaking her head again, she said to Irene: "Hurry up and change her clothes, there are many people waiting for us, she is dying..."

I secretly stuck out my tongue at Angelia, and she blinked.

Because I had to hurry up, I went to the bathroom and took off my nightgown and changed into a white inner skirt in the shortest possible time. The stylist took out a Miumiu skirt and put it on for me. I was choosing shoes again. Erin raised her hand to put on the bottom for me. makeup.

I half-bent down and let them do their work. I took a look at Angie who was sitting on the sofa watching us busy. Her eyes were always on me. Seeing that I was looking at her, she blinked again and tilted her head. smiled.

He didn't care at all that the other three were peeking at her out of the corner of their eyes while they were busy.

There was no intention of leaving either.

There is no point in explaining either.

Just sitting there looking at me like that.

As if only I mattered.

"……here……"

"And here..."

Erin and the stylist spoke in tandem.

Only then did I look in the mirror, facing their embarrassment, I didn't know how to speak.

There is a red mark on the right side of my neck, and the position below the collarbone, either from lipstick or reddened by external force.

The foundation doesn't cover it.

Even the collar doesn't cover it.

Nancy came over and took a look: "..."

My scalp was numb with embarrassment, "I caught it myself!"

The whole room fell silent.

After a while, the stylist said, "I seem to be wearing a very beautiful chocker, which might match the skirt."

Erin said, "I'll put on some concealer, Mac's, this brand is good..."

My ears are on fire.

My face in the mirror was flushed, and Angie behind me raised her finger and scratched the corner of her lips.

For a moment she seemed a little embarrassed.

I love Angie at this time, she is not only a celebrity, she is a legend, a wonderful mother of six children, but also my Angie.

She is right in front of my eyes.

And my heart and soul belong to her.

Chapter 64 Chapter 64

Strom clouds may gather and stars may collide, but I love you until the end of time.

The storms may gather, the stars may perish, but till the end of time, my love will not cool down.

—— "Moulin Rouge"

Never in my life so far have I looked forward to something like this.

I remember the first gift I received when I was a child, the first scene in my life, the first movie, the first red carpet, the first kiss, all of which don’t add up. I have to spend three days alone with Angelia at the end of the month It's a happy event.

We can sleep on the same bed and share each other's body temperature.

Falling asleep together and waking up together, with only each other in our eyes, and no one else bothering us.

I really believe what she said to me, because in my perception, she is a person who walks the talk.

It's strange, I can't remember the sad mood before at all.

Just have her hugs and kisses.

I remembered her little gesture when she kissed me again, touched my earlobe, and it started to get hot again.