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Since last night, the battle between them has begun.

Realizing this, her competitive spirit suddenly emerged, and she also looked forward to the days to come.

She paused in the kiss, her eyes still burning, and she didn't deny that she was planning to fly back to Los Angeles, but said, "I don't think there's a connection between them."

"But sweetheart, don't forget, there are less than twelve hours left, which is February No. 14, which is the annual Valentine's Day." Edward also stared at Josie, his eyes were melancholy and tender.

But, can a man who can say the word "tame" really be the kind of sweetheart who speaks softly to women, is gentle and sticky?

Josie is more inclined, the gentle gentleman he showed to her before this is just a superficial character carefully selected by a perfectionist, just like most people will make themselves look more pleasing.

Like Josie herself, most of the time she's approachable and talkative, but in reality she's just vindictive - very loving.

And what about the real Ed himself hiding behind the gentle and harmless Edward Norton?

"And then?" Josie's eyes were filled with interest, she put her hands on Edward's shoulders, and leaned into Edward's ear and asked, "Do you want to get a 'Happy Valentine's Day'? Or, do you want to tell me, Are you a good lover who pays attention to the sense of ritual?"

Edward chuckled and said, "Actually, I am. I have prepared a Valentine's Day gift for you, which is Shangmei that you will like."

Is there any woman who doesn't like jewelry?

Josie was very honest and confident in this hobby.

Her eyes lit up, looking expectant.

But Edward said again: "But you have to answer me a question first."

"Why do you have so many questions?" Josie was dissatisfied, she threw away her hand and was about to turn around, "You are really long-winded, I have to go—ah!"

With Josie's exclamation, Edward picked up the bad girl who suddenly changed his face, not only carried her on his shoulders, but also threw her almost rudely into the bed in the bedroom.

Then, while slowly undoing the belt buckle, he said in a rather villainous tone: "Since you don't cooperate with this usual question-and-answer session, I think I have to change it, such as-"

"For example...?" Josie couldn't take her eyes off, biting her lips subconsciously.

Her eyes were hot, and there were waves of melting ice and snow in her eyes, and the expression on her face was mixed with a little timid excitement and anticipation.

A trace of hidden pleasure quietly climbed from the tailbone.

"For example, like this." He leaned over and grabbed her slender ankle, his eyes locked tightly on her eyes, and under her slightly trembling gaze, his thin lips followed her calf, leaving a hot spot all the way up. imprint.

Josie couldn't help slowing down her breathing, and her wet eyes stared at her calf and Edward's cold face without blinking for a moment, with a bright and enchanting red at the end of her eyes.

For both parties, this is undoubtedly a sweet and fiery torture.

But no one is willing to be the first to admit defeat, because this is a silent battle, turning defeat into victory or surrendering, the result of the first test is very important.

Throbbing is the clarion call, kissing is attacking, and honest physical reaction is retreating steadily, which is another way to lure the enemy deeper.

"so."

The male figure completely enveloped her, he no longer kissed her, but put his lips close to her shoulder, and only used his increasingly hot breath to caress through a layer of air.

Between the deliberately slowed breaths, the overheated exhale seemed to pass over her skin, silently, and the desire secretly surged.

Until his lips finally landed on the side of her snow-white neck, he bit down hard, and there were shocking marks in the blink of an eye.

"Are you still going?"

The blackout curtain in the bedroom was pulled up, no sunlight sneaked in, but in the dimly lit room, they breathed intertwinedly, and he stared at her urgently, his red eyes were full of lust.

Josie opened her mouth, her lips moved silently, her face was stained with a frenzied blur, her cheeks were flushed and dizzy.

"No...I mean, I can't do this." She said rather reluctantly and uncertainly, "There are too many things waiting for me in Los Angeles, I don't want to waste a second, I have to take the nearest Flight back to..."

The chattering voice weakened unconsciously, and the owner of the voice looked around, not daring to look at the man in front of him.

"Look at me." Edward pressed Josie's shoulder, correcting her erratic gaze.

After finishing speaking, he took off his shirt in front of her. Without any nonsense, he held the back of her head with one hand and kissed her without any hesitation.

The kiss easily broke the situation.

It seemed that it was the first time that he kissed her so passionately and deeply. At first, she didn't respond, and she even didn't cooperate a little bit, but soon she was led by him, and she was immersed in this kiss instead.

But... hell.

She's really good at kissing—why is she so good at kissing?

As much as he didn't want to admit it, he was a little jealous, jealous of the last lucky guy who was treated like this by her.

Temptation, dissociation, entanglement... Then, what was left to him was more than enough.

Her kiss is just like her person, always inaccessible but always untouchable, every time he thinks he has completely captured her sweet breath, but he will find that this is just her little trick to attract people into the urn, the truth She is more dangerous and more attractive.

— But is this really true?

The kiss ends.

The air in the bedroom seemed to be mixed with syrup, and after condensation, it quickly became sticky and cloudy, and strands of silver threads were still intertwined and entangled.

Without any words, the two tacitly exchanged the same hot eyes. It was the summer night lightning that crushed the clouds, and it was also the wildfire in the wilderness that rose when the wind came... They collided wantonly and moved forward indomitably.

That afternoon, Josie still had a flight to Los Angeles booked.

Edward sent Josie all the way to the security checkpoint.

Josie felt a little guilty, and pushed the sunglasses on her face to the top of her head, revealing a sweet and beautiful face.

"Won't you give me a goodbye hug?" she asked.

"Aren't you afraid of getting newspaper headlines?" Edward asked back, because some passengers had already recognized Josie's iconic face.

"I don't care." Josie didn't really care about this, anyway, there were already a lot of scandals written in the newspapers, "Come on, hug me, and wish me 'Happy Valentine's Day'."

Edward couldn't help laughing and scolding: "You still dare to mention Valentine's Day? You are a heartless and bad girl, and you plan to leave after eating and wiping off."

Josie smiled awkwardly and touched her nose.

The announcement at the airport began to announce the waiting at the boarding gate. Edward glanced at his watch, then looked up at Josie's sly smiling face, and sighed helplessly.

"Let's go, let's go together." He took Josie's shoulders and walked towards the business class aisle. At the same time, he took out the two air tickets he had prepared from his coat pocket and waved them in front of her eyes.

Josie opened her eyes wide, and took the ticket from his hand to look at it several times, making sure that the names of the two of them were on it, and the positions were connected together, "Wow, when did it happen?"

"When someone fell asleep before," Edward said, "I had a few auditions, and then I was about to start filming."

There was a light smile on his face, only the slightly raised corners of his mouth revealed the true feelings in his heart.

It was past nine o'clock in the evening when the plane landed at Los Angeles Airport.

Edward hadn't thought about disclosing the relationship between the two in this way now—at least not before his official identity was determined—so he took the initiative to avoid suspicion after arriving and called a car to leave.

Well, this time Josie felt even more guilty.

But now she has a lot of things at hand, and she has no intention to solve this problem for the time being.

Martha and Eve came to pick her up at the same time, and as soon as they got into the nanny's car, the latter couldn't help complaining: "Wow, you are really—radiant?"

Eve's eyes locked on Josie's neck in an extremely tricky way. After untiing the men's scarf, there was a conspicuous ambiguous mark on the right side, which was blatantly declaring sovereignty.

Josie looked back very candidly and said, "Thanks, I also know I look good, so why don't we just talk about Oscar."

In a few years it will be the 21st century, so what if adults have a little private life?Besides, Josie never thought there was anything wrong with instant gratification, and sex was a very easy way to relieve stress.

At least this way is much healthier and happier than being addicted to alcohol and drugs.

Eve was obviously also a fellow, and gave Josie an exaggerated thumbs up.

Martha got to the point, "Because of time constraints, Eve and I helped you draw up several red carpet dresses yesterday. After you choose them, we will ask the stylist to design the renderings of the red carpet makeup as soon as possible."

She said and turned on the dome light in the car, and handed Josie a picture album.

In less than one and a half months, this year's Oscar Awards Ceremony will be held, and most of the ambitious female stars in Hollywood start preparing for the red carpet three months or even half a year in advance, leaving Josie with not much time. That's a lot.

Fortunately, the styling team was already set, otherwise it would be even more maddening.

But in terms of dress, the little black dress from Chanel was chosen at the beginning, which is quite refreshing as an award presenter, but it is not enough to be a nominee for performance awards.

"I have contacted Karl Lagerfeld's assistants, and they are willing to provide you with two sets of skirts from the handmade workshop." Eve said proudly, "There is also the cover of "Vogue" in March, I remember your new one. The film is scheduled for April 4rd, and Paramount has made a lot of money."

Josie raised her eyebrows and said, "I'm a little angry, but I can't stop promoting my new movie just because I'm angry—so, I'm even more angry."

"But you don't look angry at all." Eve said bluntly.

"Oh, yes, the way I get angry is to keep writing names in the little black book in my heart." Josie raised her head with a smirk, pointed to the dress in the album and said, "I can barely pick out this one." I can’t help it. Maybe we should look in my mum’s and grandma’s cloakroom, there are some elegant vintage dresses in there.”

In fact, Chanel's style in recent years is not suitable for occasions like the Oscar red carpet, because its overall temperament is surprisingly similar to the brand's muse Claudia Schiffer: modern, sexy, charming, and innocent.

——Last year's spring and summer show was exactly the same as the style of "Leading the Coquettish".

If Josie is in the most critical period of competing for "Titanic", of course she does not want to continue the previous image of a blonde sweetheart. She hopes that her red carpet look will be more elegant and atmospheric, rather than continue to deepen her personal impression of being a youth idol .

But now there is no such worry, she just needs to be responsible for Meimeimei.

"It's too late for these two days. We'll get in touch with the brand and the stylist, and we'll go directly to your home." Martha glanced at her watch, "Lucy has a gossip that Gwyneth Paltrow is getting married because of the heroine of the ship and Regarding the Oscar nominations, I have completely hated you, and there is likely to be a wave of smearing drafts recently. David Geffen seems to have received news, and he invites you to have a light meal tomorrow night."

"It's her again? She's planning to smear me for something." Josie looked quite curious, "It seems that I don't need to complain in person, the boss is really well informed."

"Who knows, anyway, it's all about unsuitable acting skills, playing big names and private life issues, but the kind of gossip tabloids are particularly annoying, and the benefits outweigh the benefits if you go to court, and you will be harmed if you ignore them."

"Just like that?" Josie felt that this was very boring, as if these people tore and used the same things, she looked at Eve and asked, "Can you handle this, my dear?"

Eve was amused by her sweet tone, but still said: "Yes, it is possible, but you need to pay more."

Josie raised her red lips, with a sly smile flashing in her eyes, she turned her head and approached Eve's face on the left, looking innocently and sincerely at her.

Eve was blushing and heart beating when she saw her, thinking that it would not be a difficult task, if she volunteered to work overtime and pay less——no, less money is definitely not an option!

Unexpectedly, Josie held her face in an exceptionally pure manner, and asked her straightforwardly: "Ha, does she have any information? I'll double it, and help me black it out."

Eve: "..."

"Isn't it enough?" Josie raised her eyebrows slightly, "Then I'll double it, is it enough?"

Eve nodded quickly: "Enough, enough, I will work overtime at night to help you. You can wait to read the newspaper tomorrow morning!"

Only then was Josie satisfied, and she asked Martha, "How is "Titanic" going?"

The author has something to say: I am a scumbag author who is easily influenced qwq In the morning, my friend showed me other people’s complaints about my book review, and at night I felt that I couldn’t stand what I wrote, so I reluctantly changed this chapter Out.

Hey, it’s been a long time since I came back to jj to write this article. I can’t grasp the rhythm well, and I can’t grasp the coolness. The code words are all based on the stream of consciousness without outline, but it’s quite good when I think that there are still so many little angels chasing Happy, I will work hard to write a long novel!

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