[US Entertainment] Kise's Hollywood Diary

After the Oscars, there was a gap of about two hours before the Vanity Fair dinner. During this time, Vincent was standing or sitting in front of the camera almost all the time, even if he didn’t need to speak, just stood Appearing is also a tiring thing.He felt that his eyes had been stimulated by strong light for a long time, and he had to go to have a good massage to rest afterwards.

After the single and group photos of this year’s awardees, it was time for routine interviews. Vincent was not “released” until he had to spare time for grooming and make-up preparations to attend the dinner.

At the Vanity Fair dinner after the awards ceremony, Vincent did not get any chance to "escape". He had a fair and delicate face until the end of the drink, with a blush on his cheeks that looked fascinated and restrained.If it weren't for the many big-name producers and directors who gathered around him, perhaps some hungry female stars would have posted it.

But Vincent's current appearance is indeed very attractive. Not to mention that women can't move their eyes when they see him, and some men with ulterior motives will feel itchy when they see it.

However, in front of the director and producers, this image is like a walking trophy, a moving cash cow and a humanoid headline generator!Not to mention those producers and professional managers who are not short of money or staff.

On second thought, when Vincent won the Best Actor Oscar for the first time with "Hiding It Up", he didn't receive the attention and attention of the audience as he does now.

Although everyone's default rule is that the Oscars take precedence over the Golden Globes, and the nominations take precedence over short white nominations.But any good name is just a name, and only winning can represent the supreme honor.

At the end of the game, everyone was exhausted. Vincent combed the back of his head in three parts, but the back of his head was hunched because of his actions. His layered blond hair was slightly placed on the side of the forehead, and he had a somewhat melancholy temperament. .

When he was really a little dazed and drunk and left the venue, no one stopped him this time.

At the same time, Leonardo drove from home to Vincent's home alone, and he tried to arrive before the other party went home, so that he would have enough time to arrange some things.

On the other side, the manager who picked up Vincent was driving a drunk who was half-drunk but not sober anyway. He listened to him recite lines, sing songs, and recite architectural history along the way. The language of the cats and Feeney, one person and one cat, don't know what they are communicating with "meowing".

In short, it's okay to say that Vincent was drunk.

He had already drank a lot of wine tonight, and it would not be a problem if he drank a little bit, but he drank a lot, and the types of drinks were mixed together. The tense nerves were finally relaxed at this moment, all the burdens were lifted at this moment, and the person suddenly softened like the puppet cat in his arms.

"Where's my phone!"

Frank was turning the steering wheel in his hands and was almost not shaken by Vincent's howling voice, "Isn't your cell phone in your coat pocket?!"

"Where's my coat!"

"Brother, didn't you hang your coat to cover you? You said it was cold just now!" Fortunately, there was no traffic jam, and Frank sped up the car to go home.

Vincent squirmed twice with the seat belt stuck, but the phone didn't turn out, but the dress coat designed exclusively by Garavani, which couldn't be bought with money, was thrown onto the floor of the car. Vincent fainted Joe heard the muffled sound of something falling to the ground.

"Hmm...I have to call Leo!" Vincent hooked his waist and spread his long legs, and picked up his phone and coat in an extremely casual posture, "Haha, who is with you?" Run with you bro, hahahaha, I don't want to run with you, how sad it is to run with you!"

Frank glanced at Vincent's current appearance from the mirror, shook his head helplessly and sighed, "Don't let him see your smug appearance, if Philips is in front of me In this way, I have already pressed him on the bed and howled without strength."

Vincent tilted his head and stared at his mobile phone. His fingers were still obedient. He found Leonardo's phone and called him. The prompt sounded and he was answered immediately: "Good evening, Leo!"

The man on the other end of the phone was obviously in a good mood, "Good evening, Vincent. Also, congratulations on getting the statuette!"

Vincent tilted his head back happily, held his head up and pursed his lips, he didn't know whether he was happy or proud and "hummed", "Now I'm better than you, Leo, you have to be good tonight!"

Leonardo was still setting up the "scene". When he heard this while holding the phone, he couldn't tell whether it was surprise, shock, or anticipation. The man licked his lips, "Of course, you got the actor first, I'm very good, Vincent, and I'm waiting for you to come back."

"Then obediently wait for me to come back to reward you!"

During the four years he had known Vincent, Frank never knew that his boss had such a "personality" that he needed to be coaxed when he was drunk.When I called Leonardo just now, it seemed that Vincent was coaxing people, but in fact, it was the other party who tolerated him infinitely.

After Vincent hung up the phone, he kept humming happily, but those tunes were extremely strange to Frank's ears.The young man hugged Finny and stroked the little guy's back. A pair of blue eyes with hazy water vapor smiled and looked out the window. This was Vincent that no one had ever seen.

As an agent, Frank stopped living with his boss frequently after Vincent moved. He also has his own apartment, not too far from Beverly Hills, all in the same area.In addition, the other half of Vincent's new home is officially occupied by Leonardo, and he can't always disturb other people's two-person world. Unless it is to pick up the boss and go out to work, Frank will not set foot in Vincent under normal circumstances. new home.

It was the same tonight, after sending Vincent home, Frank drove away immediately, and handed everything over to Leonardo.

"Drunk?" Leonardo hugged him in his arms, and the smell of wine immediately entered his nose.

"Not at all!" Vincent tried to use his strength to stand upright, and left his hands from Leonardo's shoulders to hold the man's cheeks. "Do you think I'm so sober, as if I'm drunk?"

As he said that, Vincent restrained the drunkenness in his eyes, and looked at Leonardo with a pair of blue eyes, "Leo, you should look in the mirror and see what you look like now."

Leonardo was "surprised" by Vincent's face that changed as soon as he said it. He thought that the other party was a little drunk just now, but looking at the current state, it seems that he is not drunk?

"For...why?"

The young man just laughed, he had never smiled like this before, Leonardo licked his lips restrainedly, and wanted to reach out to cover the hand resting on his cheek.

"You look... want to eat me." As he spoke, Vincent grabbed the man by the shoulder, pulled him over, and directly opened his mouth to bite Leonardo's lower lip.

The man's blue eyes with gray eyes finally couldn't conceal his deep desire at this moment. He almost pushed and pushed him to the second floor. Although Vincent was a little drunk, he still walked steadily, and the two entangled each other. In the process of going upstairs together, he could still feel that the man's fiery hands had taken out the hem of the shirt he had tied into his trousers, stretched it in along the waistline, and kneaded the crotch one by one. .

Among other things, Leonardo is 120 satisfied with the bathroom of Vincent's new home!

He watched his forehead hair drooping, a pair of bright blue eyes looked at his young man, his elbow was pressed against the switch behind his back, warm water poured down the tops of their heads, Vincent His white shirt was soaked almost instantly, and the transparent cloth was tightly attached to the young man's body that smelled of wine.

Leonardo stared into his eyes, the voice from his thin lips was partially diluted by the sound of water, after he said that sentence slowly, facing the smiling but blank eyes of his young lover, I can only get closer to the other party's ear that has been dyed a layer of pink, stick out the tip of the tongue along the contour of the ear, put the soft meat on the lowermost earlobe into the mouth, relax the strength of the teeth and bite gently, cooperate How often you suck with your tongue.

This stimulation alone was not enough, Leonardo knew his greed well, he put his hand on the back of the young man's neck, unbuttoned the last layer of clothing of the young man one by one with one hand, and hugged him into a spacious and warm room. in the bathtub...

When he woke up again, Vincent couldn't even tell what night it was, but the starlight outside the window clearly showed the time.He feels that his current state is very bad-headache, lip pain, chest pain, back pain, leg soreness, and most importantly, he feels that his state is not very good...

Vincent is not the kind of person who forgets everything after waking up from a hangover. After gradually waking up in his mind, every detail of what happened last night appeared in his head like a movie replay.

How did he and Leo get entangled, grabbed each other's belts, climbed upstairs and rolled into the bathroom, how the bathroom deliberately teased the man hot and hard with the help of alcohol.Until he was coaxed by the man to vent in the bathroom first, and after exhausting most of his strength, Vincent faced a beast who had been abstinent for a long time but was always thinking of breaking the gate on the bed, and the result was self-evident.

Just when he closed his eyes and decided to lie down for a while longer, the bedroom door was pushed open, a certain man walked in, lifted the quilt and lay down on him, hugged him gently, hugged him in his arms, and two hairs fell on his forehead. Remember the warm kiss.

"Remember?" The man put his chin on the top of Vincent's head, "You slept all day, you should be hungry now, I made some food, go down and try?"

Vincent struggled with his eyes closed, feeling sore and swollen all over.Leonardo spoke again, "Have you forgotten what you did last night?"

Vincent laughed sullenly, and the man hugged him tightly again, "It's fine if you don't forget."