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After all of Melissa Etheridge's performances were over, Josie's spirit obviously began to slump, and she followed the flow of people out of the venue, and couldn't help but yawned at the setting sun falling into the skyline.

Eli reminded: "Let's go to eat something nearby first, and then go back to the hotel to rest."

Josie nodded her chin, her eyes were unfocused, and physiological tears welled up in her eyes, which looked foggy.

Seeing her like this, Eli had no choice but to change his mind: "Go back to the hotel, you seem to fall asleep standing up in a second."

"Hmmm." Josie shook her head, her eyelids were a little heavy, "It's just that I was too high just now, maybe there was a little lack of oxygen."

Eli then visually measured the distance from here to the parking lot, stopped and motioned, "Come on, at least my back is fine."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand to her. The clearly visible blue veins stretched from the back of his hand to the cuff of his rolled-up shirt, looking strong and powerful.

Josie hesitated.

It's not that she is wary of Eli, but that her idol burden is a bit heavy.

But in view of the past two weeks, she didn't have any ladylike image in front of him, so she still stepped forward and put her arms around his neck.

The soft body of a woman was pressed against Eli's hard and broad back, and he supported her legs, and the heartbeats of the two seemed to be connected together at this moment.

The added weight on the back wasn't enough to interfere with Eli's stride.

To be honest, it is no problem for him to run all the way with her on his back now, but subconsciously, Eli slowed down his pace.

"It's been a long time since anyone has carried me like this." Josie whispered in his ear.

For the sake of career planning, she mostly plays the role of the hero saving the beauty in the movies, as if she is omnipotent, but in reality she is an absolute strong woman. Over time, she also gets used to not needing to be protected.

Eli was silent for a moment, not knowing how to respond.

Josie simply didn't need him to answer the conversation, and continued on her own: "If this was Hollywood or Los Angeles, I'm afraid we would already be on the top of the list by now."

"I believe that." Eli has always had an intuitive understanding of Josie's fame, "Are you still used to it? I mean, a life away from the spotlight."

"It's not bad, the days here are very peaceful."

Josie rested her chin on Eli's neck, and whispered into his ears verbatim, "Eli, you're like the oversized hugging bear I wanted when I was a kid."

It's "want", not "like".

Because she never got the teddy bear in her memory, even if she bought countless teddy bears as an adult, the meaning it represents is not the same.

"Hug a bear?" Eli felt that the flesh in his ear was a little hot.

The ends of her hair still brushed back and forth behind his neck, slowly, whether it was because of her breathing or his steps.

"I'm assuming, you remember that animated film project that Disney and Marvel collaborated on. They're similar designs."

"...that inflatable robot." Eli's tone became subtle, and he commented: "The PLUS version of Bakersburg and Michelin."

"Haha, that's right." Josie laughed.

Eli caught this smile from the corner of his eye, and his footsteps became a little lighter, "If you like, you can let them make a 1:1 toy model."

"Sounds good." Josie shook her head, "But let's forget it, Iron Man and Dabai together always make people feel weird..."

As she spoke, she lowered her voice, turned her head on Eli's shoulder, and the tip of her nose inadvertently touched his jawline.

Eli turned his gaze away, looking down at her.

The moonlight fell on her beautiful face, the skin was white and delicate, with a slight blush, and she had closed her eyes, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised, as gentle as the moonlight tonight.

Josie's breathing became even.

Eli reached out to help her support the cowboy hat she was wearing, and continued to walk towards the parking lot.

There are more and more people on the road, and a large part of the original parking lot has been temporarily converted into a carnival venue. Many rides and food stalls are crowded together, and they don’t close until midnight.

After passing through the lively carnival, the surroundings became quiet all of a sudden, and people were rarely seen. Only a few dim street lights echoed with the lanterns of the Ferris wheel at the highest point of the carnival, but they seemed to be in two completely different places. world.

under street lights.

Finally found the black Ford Raptor, Eli hesitated, and opened the door of the passenger seat with one hand, then put down Josie, who was already asleep on her back, and carried her in her arms.

At this time, Josie woke up.

Rubbing her eyes, she saw Eli fasten her seat belt, and subconsciously asked, "How long have I been asleep?"

Her eyes were swaying with moist water, and she looked at him in a daze.

Eli couldn't help but reach out to help her take off the cowboy hat, and lovingly brushed away the hair that was pressed on her forehead, and replied, "Quarter of an hour."

This move brought the distance between the two closer.

Moreover, he didn't pull away immediately, but the movements of his hands were extraordinarily delicate and gentle.

Josie's eyes uncontrollably traced the facial features of the man in front of her, from his strong eyebrow arches to drooping eyelashes, to the slightly hooked nose tip and thin lips.

He is not handsome, even a little gloomy, and he looks like a difficult type to deal with.

The next second, Eli raised his eyes, and the eyes of the two collided.

But the eye contact between the two lasted less than five seconds. Eli finished the task in silence, then got into the car from the other side, started the car and drove out of the parking lot.

When they returned to the hotel, the hotel butler had already prepared dinner for them, and placed a rose and red wine beside the meal, and wished them a happy meal with a handwritten greeting card.

"It's so sweet." Josie commented.

But she was really hungry and tired, so she didn't pay attention to the craftsmanship of the executive chef of this hotel. After a quick dinner, she went back to the bedroom to take a shower, and finally felt that she was alive again.

After Josie slowly went through the complete skin care routine and dried her hair half-dry, Eli came over and knocked on the door symbolically, asking her if she needed massage or spa services from the hotel, because she must be very tired today .

Josie refused without even thinking about it.

He also passed the hair dryer and asked Eli to dry his hair.

While blowing, she suddenly said: "I found that you don't seem to know how to fall in love like ordinary people."

The movement in Eli's hands paused, and he asked, "Why do you say that?"

"You take good care of me." Josie stood in front of the mirror of the sink in a hotel bathrobe, looked at Eli in the mirror and said, "However, your emotional output channel is one-sided. There is no It's a bit strange to ask for it, but to give it out of nowhere."

"Sorry." Eli said this first, his eyes drooping, and his fingers continued to play with Josie's hair. "I didn't know this would bother you."

"No, you don't need to apologize."

Josie turned around, looked up at him, and asked, "—Forget it. Eli, what can I do for you?"

Eli was habitually silent, staring at Josie from top to bottom.

Even from this angle, her facial features were flawless, and his shadow was vaguely reflected in the cornflower blue eyes.

Eli couldn't help stroking the hair on Josie's sideburns, and rubbed her soft earlobe with his fingertips. This wonderful touch filled his chest with tenderness, and his heart that was riddled with holes was also temporarily relieved. the habitat.

"Just don't leave me behind," he said.

The man's too tall body blocked most of the light from the top of his head, and his tough face was completely plunged into a shadow. His eyes looked deeper and deeper, like a dark dry well. There was no ripple in it, only invisible The end of loneliness.

But he seemed to have no tears, and no need for comfort.

Josie didn't speak, but just reached out to Eli.

He lowered his head in cooperation, held her wrist and brought her palm close to his cheek, rubbing it lightly.

At this moment, Josie said, "Don't look at me like that, I don't know what I will do to you."

Eli shook his head and whispered: "Then do it."

Josie looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze, and suddenly withdrew her hand.

She didn't ask why, but said: "You need to know, I'm ruthless, selfish, controlling and obsessed with work, not romantic enough in real life, sometimes I just like to be alone, I'm not as good as you imagine That's perfect."

Eli looked into her eyes and the face that had restrained all expressions, but for some reason, she felt pity from the bottom of her heart.

He sighed slightly, and said to her: "Josie, I never thought you should be perfect."

After he finished speaking, he didn't hesitate any longer, held her wrist again with one hand, propped his hand on the marble countertop behind her, and turned his head to bite the lips that were in front of him.

This is a kiss that is completely different from the two in the past.

No longer gentle, and no longer dabbled.The masculine lips and tongue were savage and unskillful, but with a rampant passion and almost ferocious absolute suppression, while forcing Josie to keep leaning back, it also quickly ignited her emotions.

In the middle of the kiss, he reached out his hand under her ribs, and with a light lift, he hugged her whole body, supported her body with his strong arms, and wrapped her legs around his waist .

The height difference between the two suddenly reversed.

Josie saw Eli's face from a top-down perspective for the first time.

His outline is very deep, and his eyebrows are always wrinkled habitually. At this moment, combined with the rapid and disordered breathing, and the desire permeating his face, he actually looks a bit fragile and bewitching.

But Josie wasn't distracted for long.

Eli clasped the back of her head with a firm gesture, and pressed her eagerly to kiss her again.

This little urgency infected Josie well.

She put aside her extra thoughts, hugged his neck emotionally, and devoted herself to the kiss.

Most of the buttons of the blue shirt were undone, and the white bathrobe fell down beside the bed.

When the two of them fell on the soft big bed, Josie found a long scar running through the serratus anterior muscle on one side of Eli from below the ribs, and it was only the most conspicuous one on his angular body.

Her mind, which had been dazzled by the heat, sobered up a little, and subconsciously touched the scar with her hand.

Eli paused, resting his arm on her cheek.

He lowered his head and stared at the woman below him, not letting go of any subtle expressions on her face, his hand that was used to holding guns slid down her waistline, the calluses on his fingertips scraped on her skin, slightly trembling.