There was silence in the lounge, and the three of them stared at each other as if time had frozen. After a while, Peter said strangely, "Well, this... I want to say... I'm sorry, you guys continue."
He said he turned and was about to leave, and the worst finally happened... wait, maybe it wasn't that bad. Angela squeezed Liv's wrist with her inner hand, followed by raising her voice and shouting in a mocking tone: "I have to admit, Peter, your imagination is very rich, especially in this respect you have a qualitative leap. Can I see it as a male instinct?"
If the first few words didn't stop Peter from going out, the last sentence made him have to turn around.
"When a problem occurs, it is first pushed to the male instinct. Can I regard it as a female instinct?" Peter stared at Angela angrily, and after a while he eased his tone: "This is normal, isn't it? ? Most people will have some... other associations when they see such a scene, just like most people will push others first when they encounter problems."
Well, things have turned around. Angela breathed a sigh of relief, and shrugged her shoulders with a senseless appearance on the surface: "So they should turn around and leave, and then secretly think about what is going on in their hearts. If the mouth is bigger, there will be more soon. People know that as to whether that is the real situation, who cares."
Peter opened his mouth and closed it again, staring at Angela depressed and helpless for a while before he said: "I said, no matter who you are like this, you will have bad associations, don't you turn around and leave, why do you have to ask what you are doing? ?"
"Of course," Angela raised her eyebrows, "to remain calm in the face of any situation, this is called a gentleman's demeanor. Do you know why there is so much gossip in the entertainment industry, it's those tabloids who like to follow people to decipher any picture they take. Is director Peter similar to these people?”
Although he knew that the other party was abusive, Peter still wanted to blow his beard and stare. He gritted his teeth and endured it before asking in a sarcastic tone, "Then, Miss Angela, what were you and Liv doing before?"
"Naturally it's kissing." Angela puffed out her chest needlessly, as if she was saying something unusual. And hearing this answer, Peter's eyes almost bulged out: "Kissing?!"
"Yes, I want to try what it's like to kiss a woman, it's not like just touching your lips... that kind," Angela made a few gestures, showing an embarrassed expression for the first time, "you know Yes, if this sort of thing were known to others - especially tabloid reporters - God knows what would happen."
"So you found Liv?" Peter rolled his eyes and looked at Liv who had been silent beside Angela with incredible eyes, "And you agreed?"
"Why don't you agree? It's just a kiss." Liv spread her hands and shrugged her shoulders after showing her characteristic innocent smile, with an indifferent look that could be said to be a perfect match.
Peter had to raise his hands as if surrendering: "Okay, I see. Maybe geniuses are really crazy, and your madness just doesn't show on the outside."
"Don't talk about that," Angela waved her hand, "Let's talk about you breaking in without knocking first."
"I..." Peter closed his mouth as soon as he said half a word, even though he wanted to say that this was the common room, he knew that Angela was there before he came in.
So he can only raise his hand angrily and depressed: "Okay, I apologize."
Knowing that the water was finally muddy, Angela was completely relieved, but she still asked with a smile: "So..."
"Leave now, you can do whatever you want." Peter turned around angrily and walked away. After taking two steps, he stopped, turned his head and sneered as a reminder: "Pay attention to the occasion, God knows if someone will break in again. Come in. If there are inexplicable rumors, it's definitely not because of me."
Following him, he was about to stride away, but Angela stopped him after taking two steps: "Wait, Peter."
"Excuse me--anything else? Angela--Miss!" Peter turned his head with a "I kind of want to hit" expression on his face. Angela, on the other hand, spread her hands innocently: "You haven't said that you have anything to do with me."
"..." Peter glanced at her with a bit of confusion, and sighed after holding back: "Ilya and Vigo and several members of the Fellowship of the Ring team want to get a tattoo of the nine in Elvish language on their wrists to commemorate A rare friendship. You turned it down, so they wanted me to try to persuade you."
"Oh, I'm sorry, Peter. Please tell them, my answer is still no," Angela shook her head, "I think it's better for my body to remain in its most natural state."
"Okay, I'll pass along," Peter shrugged, "--nothing else now?"
"I should ask you this sentence, right?" Angela asked rhetorically with a smile.
Peter looked at the girl and grinned, took a deep breath, turned around and walked out. This time, he didn't stop - either because of himself or because of others - he left completely, and closed the door by the way when he went out.
It wasn't until then that Angela patted her chest: "I finally fooled him, it's really not easy, it's okay."
The highest level of lying is nine truths and one falsehood. The more you cover up, the easier it is for people to see through, so she will pretend to be carefree and say that she wants to try kissing a woman. If she had hurriedly stopped Peter and told him angrily that "it's not what you thought", it would only get worse in the end.
Anyway, although there are still loopholes in this explanation, for example, since she wants to try kissing women, why does it seem that Liv wants to kiss her? But because Angela quickly muddled the water completely, even if Peter had doubts, he wouldn't think too much. Neither of them thought that Peter would barge in at this time. Fortunately, Liv hadn't kissed Angela's lips yet, otherwise, they would have to spend some words.
"Liv, do you know... um..." Angela turned her head and was about to say something to Liv beside her, but she was blocked before she could say anything. Liv's moist lips had already been pressed against her wrists, and Angela could only give up resistance and let her suck her own lips. Fortunately, the two separated soon, and Liv took it as soon as she saw it.
Angela, who was blushing for a moment, wanted to say something, but after seeing Liv's complicated eyes, she moved the corner of her mouth and asked in a helpless low voice, "Are you satisfied?"
"Not at all." Liv bit her lip and looked at Angela, "You know, this is not what I want."
"But I..." Angela waved her hands contradictingly, but before she "but" came out, Liv continued: "You never come to New York for the past six months, and I invite you to parties and you always Decline. Even during this period of time on the set, you always avoided me, don't think that I can't see if I'm a little confused! Have I been classified into the hated category in your heart? "
You know you're a little confused too? But did you know that you are also very stubborn? Angela felt a big headache.
"Of course not," she said defensively, "I just... I just don't know how to deal with you. I said I already had a lover, but you... but you... "
"I also said that I don't care, I can compete fairly," Liv said dissatisfiedly, "but you still refuse to tell me who your lover is." Her expression suddenly changed when she said this: " You're just... you're just making fun of me?"
"How is it possible..." Angela suddenly smiled bitterly.
In fact, there is indeed a bit of perfunctory talk. After all, Liv said so decisively back then that she couldn't say no anyway... No, it wasn't perfunctory, Angela suddenly denied the idea. I just didn't know what to do, and... and if I didn't feel anything about Liv, how could it be like this.
There are some things she is always reluctant to admit. If she doesn't want to admit it, it can easily turn into avoidance. If she doesn't want to face it, she is eager to let everything develop according to her own wishes. Others might just think about it, but for Angela, certain things have given her blind self-confidence, so...
"If it's not like this, then why are you doing this to me?" Liv raised her voice excitedly, "You told me once that you'll make it clear to me when the time comes, but I haven't seen you yet. A little bit of a response."
"What I said at the time was that we'll talk about it after a while..." Angela's wry smile deepened. She originally planned to use the opportunity created during the summer vacation to at least pave the way, if not to solve the hidden danger, so that she could confess to Liv. . But the final result was that he completely retreated back, so naturally he couldn't face Liv anymore.
"Listen, Liv, it's definitely not what you think." Angela raised her hand soothingly, "I hardly got to New York when I was directing the new movie at Princeton, and you weren't home at the time, right? And you know, my time is tight, from directing the film to promoting the new album to reporting back on the set, almost without stopping.”
"What about this time?" Liv bit her lip with a sad expression, "Aren't you hiding from me?"
"That's because... I'm in a hurry to make a movie," Angela explained as best she could. "As an actor, I really did a little too much, and I understand that Peter is angry. So I have to find a way to complete the filming first, no Also? Besides, I still have a later film to be responsible for, and I have to rush back as soon as possible."
Liv turned her head away and kept biting her lip: "I don't know, I don't think I can catch you, but the more I do, the more I want to catch you. But... But you didn't take me to heart... "
Angela couldn't help but get angry, she suddenly held Liv's face, pulled it over and kissed him on the lips. Using the roughest way to pry Liv's teeth apart, they separated after a while.
Although the time was not long or short, both of them were out of breath and glared at each other.
"This is the worst kiss I've ever received!" Although Liv said angrily, the dissatisfaction and depression between her brows had faded a lot.
Angela just looked at Liv without saying anything, or she didn't even know what she was thinking.
The room became quiet again, and after a while, Liv suddenly laughed: "Well, in that case, for the sake of helping you cover it up in front of Peter just now..."
The farewell party for Angela was held at the hotel in Queenstown. Anyway, the next few days are vacations. Queenstown, with its beautiful scenery and convenient transportation, is naturally the first choice, and it is very convenient to go in any direction if the shooting starts again.
All the crew members attended the party, and the old man Sir Ian was also pulled in by Elijah and the others. Surprisingly, the old man even performed a piece of rock music, which is really unbelievable.
Maybe it's because I'm leaving tomorrow; maybe it's because I have cooperated with everyone for a long time, and they have some feelings for each other.
Angela drank a lot of alcohol—whiskey was not an example. She also solemnly warned Elijah and others to keep her away from whisky if she didn’t want to get hurt—and she was tolerant of some people’s ridicule and conversation.
The party went on for a few hours before she and Liv left with each other's arms, and then—
In the dim light in the room, gasping and moaning came one after another. From the door to the window, women's clothes fell all the way, from coats to T-shirts, from bras to bottoms.
Two beautiful carcasses on the bed are tightly entangled together, doing what is commonly known as "grinding mirrors" or "grinding tofu". The coquettish moan expresses their excitement and pleasure incisively and vividly.
Finally, in the long voice like an aria, the two beautiful carcasses that were tightly attached to each other trembled slightly at the same time. After a long time, he was panting and hugging each other and fell on the bed. The fine beads of sweat were looming on the delicate skin. You can imagine how intense and exciting it was before.
"Hey, my little elf, how about it again?" After a long time of embracing and tenderness, the woman on top of it opened her mouth with a smile, her voice a little hoarse, but it didn't sound attractive.
"Don't... It's already... It's already..." The woman who was slumped below shook her head to refuse, but her sapphire-like eyes that had been squinted widened again: "Ah—wait, Angie—please—"
"It's useless to beg for mercy, Liv Elf." The woman above kept kissing and teasing Liv's ear beads and pink neck, and her hands moved quickly on her delicate body.
And after Liv begged for mercy at the beginning, there were only whimpering and moaning. The flushed skin was once again smeared with lustful luster, and she seemed to have lost the ability to think.
"Let's continue like this, we'll have a rest tomorrow, don't we?" The woman above raised her body with a smile, and her face was finally exposed in the dim light, Angela! It's just that those emerald green eyes flashed with a strange light, and they looked like two people compared to usual!