Hollywood Secret Garden

Chapter 446: The culprit? Or a self-defense weapon?

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"Well..." Angela's fingers moved together, looking at the two women sitting on the opposite couch with inexplicable emotions, not knowing what to say. Kate supported her face with one hand and seemed to be absent-minded, but when her eyes occasionally swept across Angela, she would flash a hint of shyness and anger. In contrast, Annie was very calm, as if she had reported something very ordinary before.

How to make it seem like an interrogation. Angela put her eyes on the coffee table in the middle and thought with some dissatisfaction, but in the end she squeezed her hand into a fist and put it to her mouth and coughed lightly: "Okay, specifically... what is the bad news."

"Benny told me on the phone that there's a lot of news all over campus now that you got drunk and killed a few men, including your rumored boyfriend," Annie said calmly, "and this is just one of several versions. , there are even rumors that you killed them all at once. Also, there are people who say that you may kill all the men who have offended you before or who want to strike up a conversation with you in a few days.”

"I killed the men who wanted to chat with me?" Angela's eyes and mouth suddenly twitched. "When did I kill the men who offended me and chatted with me?!"

"First, 'kill' is just an adjective—the students love to use it: second, it happened last night at a sorority party," Anne said calmly.

After a pause, she continued: "Although there is no news in today's newspapers because it happened too late, I believe that tomorrow's will never fall, and it may even be published on major news websites in a few hours. This entertainment news will be posted. As for what version it will be at that time, it is unknown."

"Damn! Damn! It's impossible! I don't know what killed a few men!" Angela clenched her teeth and waved her fists, "I don't know anything, this is a rumor, but a rumor spread on purpose!"

"You want to say that you don't know anything?" Kate, who didn't speak when she woke up, suddenly opened her mouth. Her brows were slightly wrinkled and her teeth were biting on her lips. She seemed very dissatisfied with this sentence, but after looking at Annie He turned his head to the side and closed his mouth.

"I mean... I mean... I do..." Angela smiled wryly and gestured her hands to explain, "I really don't remember those things Annie said, I only remember... Only remember that the last picture was... drinking?"

She suddenly opened her mouth wide: "God, I'm drunk?! I didn't drink much!"

No wonder Kate was lying in her arms when she woke up in the morning, thinking about the two times she was drunk... Angela couldn't help covering her mouth and looked up and down at Kate strangely. Kate's expression of displeasure was more obvious when she saw that Angela seemed to remember it, but her face flashed a blush for no reason. It seemed that if Annie hadn't been here, she might have had a seizure.

Could it be... Was it too much last night? Angela glanced carefully at Kate. It seemed like this, and she suddenly felt a little smug in her heart, but she didn't expect that one day she would turn over and become the master completely. But then she became a little annoyed and disappointed, she couldn't remember anything, why was this happening!

Annie coughed lightly at this time, pointed to Angela and pointed to Kate: "Angie, or you should first..."

"Ah? Oh, okay, I see," Angela nodded suddenly, then sat up straight and smiled at Kate before saying carefully: "By the way, Kate, let me explain first, Annie actually knows about us situation."

"Annie... already knew?" Kate looked at Annie and then at Angela in surprise.

"That's it." Angela nodded and looked at Annie, who shrugged her shoulders and gave Kate a smile.

Kate thought for a few seconds: "Okay, Annie already knew that, so what about... that girl named Alizee?"

"What? Wait, what does this have to do with Lily?" Angela asked hurriedly, glancing back and forth at Annie and Kate with her eyes wide open, before she hugged her hair and let out a wailing: "How could this happen! Who will tell me? , what happened!"

"This..." Annie shrugged helplessly at Kate next to her, then looked at Angela with a sigh: "Let me tell you..."

It took about ten minutes for Annie to explain what she knew in detail from her own point of view. Kate would occasionally add a few words, but she was talking about what she saw when she went to pick up Angela at school. , as for what happened after returning to the villa, but did not say a word.

"Well, that is to say—first, I was drunk; second, I was drunk and did a lot of shocking things." Angela concluded with a sigh, then raised her head and covered her eyes: " Damn it, I knew it."

"You know?" Kate immediately sat up and stared at Angela with dangerous eyes, "What does this mean?!"

"I mean..." Angela couldn't help shrinking her neck, "This has happened before, that is, when you get drunk, you seem to be a different person, but when you wake up the next day, you can't remember what happened. what..."

Seeing both Annie and Kate's expressions of disbelief, she quickly explained, "I know it's hard to believe, but it's true... I don't have to lie, do I?"

"This has happened before... What is it?" Kate suddenly raised her eyebrows.

"I said I don't know, I don't know what happened, and I can't remember at all. Don't ask where and who, I don't want to recall those unpleasant things." Only Angela knows what she thinks.

"I never knew you were drunk," said Annie again, "but Penny told me you only had two drinks—she asked again and again, and everyone there said you only had two drinks. Two glasses, alright, or are you already a poor drinker?"

"Yes, I still remember the time in London that you didn't get drunk after drinking so much, but I was drunk." Kate crossed her legs and put ten fingers together, looking like she wouldn't give up if she didn't understand.

"I don't know," Angela spread her hands with a wry smile, "I really don't know, I don't remember. Could there be something in the wine? It's impossible, I don't have any conflict with Biyuna. If there is a problem, what happened to the previous times? I remember very well, they couldn't have... whiskey?"

With a flash of inspiration, she opened her eyes wide and shouted: "It's whisky! Damn it, if human factors are excluded, it can only be this thing! I rarely drink, you know, so there is no reason to just casually. Just get yourself drunk. But I remember drinking whisky a few times, so the problem must be with this thing, which explains why I was not only not drunk but also impressed by that time in London."

Speaking of this, Angela's face couldn't help but turn red, and the carnival in Kate's London apartment can only be described as erosion.

Fortunately, Kate didn't notice her expression at this time, but exchanged opinions silently with Annie's eyes, and then both shrugged and looked at her with dubious eyes.

"Let's do it," Angela sighed and spread out her hands, "Find someone to buy a bottle of whisky, let's try it!"

Gently sneezing, Angela woke up in a daze, stretched out her hand and fiddled with the hair of her nostrils and opened her eyes. The sun shines faintly into the bedroom through the curtains, and the dusk looks a bit like... afternoon.

What happened? The girl couldn't help frowning, but her head was dizzy and couldn't remember anything. When did she go back to the bedroom to sleep? And still this time.

At this moment, there was a sudden humming sound in her arms. Angela was startled and looked down, followed by surprise. At this time, she realized that Kate was buried in her chest, and she was curled up in her arms like a kitten! This is something that has never happened before, when did I not wake up curled up in the other's arms like this...

Wait, that doesn't seem right. Angela shook her head vigorously and then opened the quilt a slit, and the two naked bodies below were completely intertwined with each other. At this moment, she finally understood, obviously the same thing happened as last night, but... the process still can't be remembered at all.

Damn, it really is whisky! Angela thought angrily that she was about to prop up her body, but she just lifted her body up and then fell back on the bed with a thud, feeling soft and exhausted, as if all her strength seemed to have disappeared.

Kate in her arms finally woke up, raised her head, opened her eyes and looked at Angela in a daze, there seemed to be a hint of shyness on the corner of her mouth. But after a few seconds, she woke up, her face changed and she pulled the quilt and quickly stretched her chest to get out of Angela's embrace, but she just got up and fell back on the bed.

Angela couldn't help laughing and reached out to put her arms around her shoulders, but Kate quickly shrank back. Although the brows were filled with the same passion after laziness, her timid appearance was like a frightened kitten. .

"What happened... what happened?" Angela asked Peng curiously, and at the same time couldn't help comparing her appearance at the moment with when she woke up in the morning.

"If... don't... I don't... I can't..." Kate stammered, her head lowered and her teeth biting on her lips, looking embarrassed.

"Well... ah... Actually, I'm sober, and I shouldn't have any more extreme... behavior." Angela rubbed her nose and said soothingly. However, my heart has already blossomed with joy. When have I seen Kate in this look? Isn't it always yourself who is "oppressed"? What a pity... Damn it, why can't I remember it? Even just a little is fine!

"You...are awake? No...are you in that state again?" Kate asked carefully, and she was really relieved after she got Angela's affirmative answer.

"It looks like the result has come out." Angela turned her head over with the little strength she had left and looked at Kate.

Kate seemed to have consumed more energy than she had, so she could only lie flat on the bed and turned her head to look at Angela with a complicated look: "You know, Angie, you are like another person after drinking whisky."

"Do you mean on the bed or under the bed?" Angela couldn't help but asked sarcastically.

"Angie!" The blush on Kate's face was fleeting.

"Isn't it? Or just on the bed." Angela said boldly and teasingly.

"Enough, Angie, we're talking business." Kate couldn't help but look annoyed. But in Angela's eyes, this is just a normal reaction of someone who always oppresses others one day after being completely squeezed, so she became more and more reckless: "Aren't we talking about business? I asked you what was the difference between the bed and the bed, but you never gave a positive answer."

"Don't be so proud, Angie, it's not over yet!" Kate said through gritted teeth.

"Really? But the bottle of whisky doesn't seem to be finished yet." Angela said with a smile, and then she suddenly appeared to think of something: "By the way, maybe I can buy a small silver jug and put it in a jug. What do you think of the idea of having whisky with you at all times?"

Kate looked at her angrily and didn't say a word, while Angela continued the topic with a smile: "Okay, tell me, dear, if only the bed is different, where is the difference?"

"You want to know, well, let me tell you, you're selfish, arrogant, and possessive when you drink whiskey! Listen to what you said? You're my little darling pet, and no one can put it down. You snatched it from my arms! And you practiced everything you said on me, constantly playing with me without mercy, no matter how hard I struggled, it was useless, and you couldn't resist your teasing at all, God Ah, I never thought that I would be like this... so..." The enraged Kate suddenly came out with a long list of words, but when she vented that she couldn't find an adjective, she realized that Angela was stunned. Looking at his emerald eyes filled with sadness and self-blame and a little bit of fear.

Kate's heart couldn't help softening. She also knew that she would have such a big emotion, I'm afraid most of it was just a little unwilling, so she closed her mouth and regained some strength and raised her hand to touch Angela's face.

"I'm... really so... unbearable." Angela closed her eyes and held Kate's hand tightly, as if she would suddenly disappear from her side.

"Well, I've gone a bit too far." Kate seemed to sense her thoughts and sighed softly, "It's a little bit, but it's not serious."

"But..." Angela looked at her hesitantly.

"I just...because..." Kate rolled her eyes helplessly, "please, don't let me remember, okay?"

The curiosity suddenly increased during the hesitation, and she blinked her eyes beggingly, which made Kate, who was watching, feel unable to resist, so she just clenched her teeth and said, "Your finger."

"My fingers?"

"Yes, it's your finger, I... completely..." Kate pinched Angela's white and tender slender fingers, "I can't resist, it's very simple... orgasm, and you ignore my beg for mercy at all!"

"It looks like my fingers can easily find the G-spot, right?" Angela suddenly laughed wickedly.

"How did you come to this conclusion?" Kate's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly.

"Well..." Angela kept her smile and rolled her eyes, "You know, when masturbating, you use your fingers—well, don't be mad at me, you know I'm also... can't help myself."

Kate snorted softly before opening her mouth: "It's clear now that whisky is the culprit. You're allergic to whisky, as long as you get a little bit of it -- the second personality, yes, that's the word, the second personality. Specifically What characteristics I don't know, I dare not let you try again, but one thing seems to be certain-"

She suddenly laughed: "I think whisky is to you what spinach is to Bobby!"

"No, you can't say that," Annie, who was standing at the square table, shook her head. "After all, spinach can make Bobby incredibly strong and stay awake, while whiskey will only allow you to do whatever you want without thinking about the consequences."

"Is this... so serious?" Angela and Kate cuddled together on the sofa in the study. After getting dressed up, they both looked in good spirits, but the amorous feelings and satisfaction between their brows could not be concealed.

And the two still have no strength, Angela can at least walk steadily, but if Kate is not supported, her legs will stagger like a limp.

"It's a bit of an exaggeration, but... We wanted to find Buck and White to lock you in the bedroom, but as soon as he touched your body, you would attack him, and you didn't know the importance of it, so this task had to fall to us. On your shoulders," Annie shrugged, "fortunately we—exact women can touch you."

"God." Angela couldn't help covering her forehead.

"But although we can touch you, you..." Annie took a deep breath, "sex harassing us!"

"Sex... Sexually harass you?" Angela's mouth twitched involuntarily.

"Unless you don't think pinching, groping, kissing, and breast attacking are sexual harassment." Annie gritted her teeth, "You should be thankful that I kicked the others out early in the morning, otherwise you don't know how to see such a rambunctious genius lady. How would you feel!"

Angela shrank her neck and asked weakly, "So... then... "

"And then?" Annie glanced at Kate and touched her chin a little embarrassedly. "Before we sent you into the bedroom, you forced Kate against the wall to make out again... without caring at all."

"And I never knew that you were so cunning when you were drunk. You cheated me out by pretending to be honest, and then closed the door and locked it and started..." Annie spread her hands, not knowing whether it was helplessness or what.

Angela smiled embarrassingly and couldn't help but look at Kate beside her, who then glared at her.

At this moment, Annie snorted coldly again: "In addition, there is something very unfortunate to tell you, in addition to being sexually promiscuous to us, you also pinched Lily several times."

"Damn, no!" Angela screamed and hugged her head, "It's not my fault, I don't remember anything!"

"It's a good excuse, because you can't prove that you really don't remember anything," Annie curled her lips, "I've talked to Lily briefly, but you'd better go and talk to her again."

In the end, Annie summed up jokingly: "If you want to go out on the street alone in the future, you can take a small bottle with you. Once a man cheats on you, it will be a weapon to protect you. Of course, if you don't want to make headlines the next day, you'd better use it with caution. !"