[British American Entertainment] Oops, my brain is so big!

It is rare that the afternoon in London is so sunny, but the gentlemen who are shopping with two equally radiant ladies are not so bright in their hearts.

I don’t know why the way of getting along with Delicia and I, who were walking in front, suddenly changed into good sisters, holding hands and whispering and biting ears. We inadvertently discovered that there was a common object of crusade—that’s right, Miss Charlotte Warren, whom Delicia called “the bunny girl”.

Not only did this person stand in the way of Delicia's avenue to become popular in the West End of London and enter Hollywood, but she was also the heroine in the story that Mr. Chaplin and the female star had to tell, so the two women shook hands almost instantly. Yan He united the front, and all pointed their guns at the absent "bunny girl".

Delicia pouted and kept complaining: "I really can't figure out how any man would like her frighteningly white and thick female ghost face. Aren't they afraid of being frightened after crossing the water!"

"It's better for a beauty to return to her original nature." I said casually, and then asked curiously, "By the way, did anything happen to Phil and her?"

Delicia rolled her unladylike eyes at an angle that the two men couldn't see, and said in a low voice: "Who knows, anyway, flirting with flirtatious glances is indispensable, who makes Phil a tall, rich and handsome man?" .”

I nodded half-understood, and naturally embraced Delicia's shoulders, decisively giving her a stronger sense of romantic security than Phil's small body in an instant—but my next sentence shattered it instantly her fleeting fantasies.

"And what about Michael?" I asked.

Sighing faintly, Delicia slowly replied sadly and lonely: "I have no future with him..."

I acted so wholeheartedly, so emotionally, so painfully struggling, but you love to comfort me!

Delicia probably thought so in her heart, but unfortunately I was not prepared to cooperate with her at all.

I just nodded earnestly, fully affirming her praiseworthy early ideological awareness: "Oh, that's also good, so as to save us from tragedies in the street because of robbing men."

What a joke, how could I give up my male ticket to others?Even if it is only for one day, it must not be possible!This Tom Sue has been contracted by me!

Delicia, who didn't know what was going on in my heart, seemed to be choking on her own breath, feeling extremely uncomfortable.I think at this time her heart is still nostalgic for the glitz and glamor of London's flashy society, and she doesn't realize that Michael Pardue is the one she loves and that he is the only lover among the three who gives her all her hands.So she just took a few deep breaths, suppressing the stale air in her chest.

She raised the corners of her mouth and smiled very sweetly: "Stop talking about these unhappy things, let's talk about something happy." After a slight pause, she glanced at me with a natural expression, as if casually said: "Your chest Why so small, Cecilia?"

Although we have established a deep friendship because of that "bunny girl" in a short period of time, even to the point of calling her Christian name directly, but how can we be good friends when we lift our breasts?

"Hehe, I inherited it from my father." I didn't turn my face immediately after being poked in the sore foot, but lowered my head indifferently with a smile and asked indifferently: "Why are you so short, Delicia?"

Isn't it just poking a sore foot?Who wouldn't!

Although I thought I was in excellent shape, at this moment I was still looking like a broken figure in front of me who was nearly six inches taller than me.

But once again, Delicia, who was choked half to death, was beyond my expectation and forcibly endured the plan to turn her face. She just blushed and continued to fight: "You are so tall, it is difficult to get married?"

"You may have forgotten that my ex-husband is already dead." I raised my eyebrows slightly, glanced at her and added, "You're so short and I didn't see you get married."

I feel that I can no longer play happily, this is definitely the rhythm to tear up again!Isn't it just to fight!come!

We looked at each other silently, silently conveying the eye knife that was given to each other for free and the fiercely worded letter of war in our eyes.

The height difference behind them was even more exaggerated, and the two men who were almost a foot behind just looked at each other, tacitly deciding to pretend that they had neither heard nor seen anything.

It was Miss Charlotte Warren, who was so steady in her hatred, who rescued this atmosphere of threatening danger.This well-known beauty has long natural light blonde hair, which has been carefully permed into curls and falls naturally.She has silky white skin and a graceful figure, and her palm-sized face is embedded with a pair of long and narrow blue eyes that are sleepy from a woman's point of view, but seductive from a man's point of view.Probably to hide her slightly protruding teeth, she is used to just pursing her lips and smiling, making people always look a little arrogant and not very sincere.

She was wearing a tight black silk satin skirt, a coat of the same color, and a small top hat studded with jewels.

Charlotte pulled out a grinning expression, looked at Delicia and said, "Oh, what a coincidence." Then she glanced at the other three, and her eyes lit up when she saw Phil: "Hi, Phil dear, who are these?"

She ignored Delicia very deliberately, and succeeded in provoking the anger of Delicia who was already upset in the first place.

Light the wax for you in advance, naive "bunny girl", our flames of war are extinguished for you.

Delicia took my hand, and said in a volume that was deliberately low but loud enough for all five people present to hear clearly: "Dear madam, you probably haven't seen it before, this is your dead ghost Miss Charlotte Warren whose husband is a fairy."

"Fairy?" When I actually faced this woman who indirectly broke the original owner's dream of a happy and happy love, and also knew some gossip that I didn't remember, my interest immediately came.I adjusted my face with an expression of excitement, glanced at Miss Charlotte with a condescending and more haughty look, and concluded: "It is very suitable for bedside, to ward off evil spirits during the day and prevent pregnancy at night."

In addition to expressing my anger for the original owner of this body, what can I say about the similar style of Zhuangshan?What's more, she thought I didn't see the veiled interest in my male ticket!

I maintained a noble and glamorous reserved expression on the surface, but in my heart I clenched my fists hard at myself.

Delicia covered her small mouth with her hands, and smiled happily: "There is a hypocritical bitch all over her body, I really want to buy her a mirror to look at her two front teeth that look like rabbits."

Her voice can be artificial, but the expression looks really cute to me.

I couldn't hold back all of a sudden, and burst out laughing. The other two men present didn't even dare to say anything under the fire from the fighters in front. They turned blue when they watched us sing and ridicule Charlotte. He could only maintain a wry smile but was powerless.

Well, it's still considered that you have ideological awareness.

After being said so vitriolicly to my face, Charlotte was of course trembling with anger. She was probably the destined opponent. She pointed at me but asked Delicia: "Who is she?!" Why is it like you? annoying.

By the way, Charlotte's eyes are not at all seductive when they stare.

With a chuckle, I took the initiative to speak at this time: "Cecilia Mendes, maybe you are more used to calling me Mrs. Chaplin?"

Charlotte's pretty face suddenly turned pale with fright. As far as I know, she was once tired of Mr. Chaplin, who ate soft food, showing affection everywhere, because she never heard of any overreaction from her original partner, and she became more and more The more unscrupulous - until that one accidentally hung up on her bed.But this kind of shameful secret in the bed that no one knows where to throw it, others don't know, but how could the original partner who restrained her husband's body not know?

In fact, Mrs. Chaplin did know this matter clearly, and it was this that became the last straw that crushed the only perfect love she had been obsessed with in her life. At the same time, it caused her depression and even had a Suicide thoughts.

"Cha, Mrs. Chaplin!" Charlotte's facial features that attracted men's attention were instantly removed by her, making her look much more energetic.Perhaps she also knew that Mrs. Chaplin's natal family was extremely powerful, with lucrative industries and unknown contacts all over the UK.

"Ma'am..." This was Phil Goldman who finally couldn't help himself.

As soon as I was full of ambitions, when I heard their voices, I suddenly thought of the next plot of this couple, which would be the damage to the heroine Delicia tomorrow, and for some reason I lost the urge to continue playing tricks.

I ignored the two of them, I just took Radlicia's hand, leaned close to her ear and whispered softly: "Lend me your lover today, dear D. Tomorrow he will come back to you completely By my side, I love you as always, I hope you will not continue to waste his love for you, okay?"

For some unknown reason, Delicia, whose cheeks suddenly flushed slightly, just nodded indiscriminately.

The heroine's character is also slightly magical.

I no longer care about the grievances and dog-blood relationships of the remaining three people who have been left behind by us and have not recovered. I am walking in Piccadilly Circus more than 70 years ago, holding the hand of my male ticket superior.

The person next to me asked me softly, "Why are you suddenly not in high spirits?"

I shook my head: "It's nothing, I just think it's better to cherish the time with you than to spend time with irrelevant people."

He laughed and interlocked my fingers: "I'm always here, Cecilia."

I raised my head and stared quietly at his deep eyes that only reflected my figure at the moment, and silently squeezed his hand tightly.