Ding, with a soft sound, the two cups touched together, and the bubbling, almost transparent liquid swirled in the cup for a few times, then flowed along the wall of the cup into the red lips, and then went deeper with the throbbing of the throat. The place.
"Okay, now you can talk about it." Angela raised the empty cup in her hand and looked at Mavis with a smile.
"Well..." Mavis turned her head to think for a long time before she said, "Do you have to say it?"
"Hey, don't you want to regret it! I've had several glasses!" Angela put the glass on the table and stood up abruptly, staring at Mavis menacingly. Although Meiweisi brought champagne, the alcohol content was not low, so the girl with the blushing face was not at all strong in threatening.
"I just feel puzzled. You should know a little bit about who I am. Why do you have to ask me what I think of myself?" Mavis, who was also blushing, replied in a lazy tone. Although she is still wearing evening clothes, her capable temperament has been carved into her bones, which is contradictory and harmonious, giving her a different kind of charm.
"Of course because of curiosity. After all, there is always a difference between how others see you and how you see yourself." Angela raised her eyebrows, and then said in a flattering tone: "Tell me about Mess. Look, lonely. If you came over and asked me to accompany you for a drink, I agreed immediately, so should you agree to me now?"
"I agreed immediately?" Meiweisi showed a playful expression but didn't pursue it. After thinking for a while, she said again: "Why don't you tell me how you think of yourself first."
"I?"
"Yes, you are a good daughter in the eyes of your parents, you are the Miss Angel of the City of Angels, you are the perfect incarnation in the eyes of the public, but... what kind of person are you in your own eyes?" Meiweisi's eyes flickered. curious.
"In my own eyes..." Angela was a little dazed for a while, and she said it unconsciously: "Frankly, unless someone mentions it, the evaluation of being cute, cute, sexy and beautiful will not take the initiative to appear in my consciousness. .I... a lot of times I am very confident, very confident, almost blind. But sometimes I am very unconfident, I always want to hold everything in my hands, I always want everything to run on my own trajectory. And... There's also a very strong sense of mission—no, it can't be called a sense of mission, it should be... a sense of responsibility? No, that's not right, well, it's hard to describe, it's just that I owe... myself?"
Seemingly aware that she was talking too much, Angela suddenly closed her mouth and poured another glass of champagne for herself before laughing at herself: "It's contradictory, isn't it?"
"It's normal, people are always contradictory." Meiweisi shrugged disapprovingly, "I grew up in a single-parent family, my parents divorced early, I have been living with my mother, and I realized very early that what things can only depend on I believe in myself, and firmly believe that 'only what I do is the best'. This concept has accompanied me through elementary and middle school, and has not changed even after I was admitted to the FBI. Because of this, no matter where I am The grades are always top notch, which is why I get annoyed when I get orders to protect you. Hmm... back to the topic, although I graduated with straights and won it quickly Appreciation, but the price to pay is that the interpersonal relationship is quite bad, and naturally no one pursues it…”
Speaking of which, Maeves became a little disinterested, and drank a glass of champagne for herself.
"Don't worry, Mess," Angela said comfortingly, "don't think so much, it will be fine."
Saying that, she grinned and stretched out her hand and gestured on Maeves' face: "Remember I once said that if you grow your hair a little longer and smile more, it will definitely be very attractive. Now it seems that I said That's right, I believe that your suitor must have reached an enhanced rank!"
"Reinforcement platoon?" Mavis raised her eyebrows and said in a slightly mocking tone, "I've been by your side for a whole year, where do you want me to get a reinforcement platoon?"
"Um..." Angela was stunned for a while, and after a while, she scratched her head with a shy smile: "Okay, I'm really sorry, actually I think you... No, I didn't mean... Well, I wanted to say that I can Any compensation? Privately?"
"You want to compensate me privately?" Mavis shook the cup in her hand and looked at Angela with a half-smile.
"This can't be regarded as bribing a federal official, right?" The girl sitting on the table raised her mouth a little naughty and kicked her calf again. The vitality of youth was undoubtedly revealed at this moment. God testifies, she just passed her 22nd birthday more than half a month ago.
After staring at her with brown eyes for a while, Mavis put down the cup in her hand, stood up and approached Angela, still with a smile that was not a smile: "It depends on the situation."
Angela, who felt that the atmosphere became a little weird, couldn't help but lean back a little: "Then..."
The next words could no longer be said, because Mavis suddenly blocked her lips, and easily pried her teeth open. Angela's eyes widened suddenly, her emerald green eyes were full of disbelief, her head suddenly couldn't make any response, and her tongue even subconsciously cooperated with Mavis' teasing and entanglement.
In the zizi sucking sound, the female detective left the girl's lips with a silver thread, and the seductive smile on her face softened her facial features, and a different kind of charm was immediately revealed. But Angela, who was panting slightly, was embarrassed and annoyed, and suddenly opened her hand that wanted to hold her face: "What are you doing!"
"I'm leaving tomorrow, Angie." Mavis, who was staring at the girl, said suddenly.
"What... what?" Angela was stunned again.
"The task of protecting you has been completed, I'm going back to the FBI," Mavis held Angela's face again, but Angela, who was stunned, did not open it again, "Actually, I already received it two weeks ago. Notice, today's Oscars ceremony is my last personal protection for you."
"But...why..." The dazed Angela wanted to say something, and Mavis immediately smiled and shook his head: "Your parents know it, but I beg them not to tell you, I don't want you to give birth to some unnecessary things because of this. idea."
After she finished speaking, she approached Angela again and kissed the girl's rosy lips, changing her previous gentleness and becoming wild, and a fragrant tongue teased unscrupulously in Angela's mouth. Although the girl kept beating and shoving Mavis' shoulders with her hands, her movements were quite weak, and she felt like she wanted to greet her and refused.
Mavis obviously wanted far more than that. While kissing passionately, she hugged Angela's waist and moved her to the side. After a few bangs, the girl was finally thrown on the bed by her.
"Wait, Mess, wait!" After the female detective let her go for a while, Angela, who had barely grasped the initiative, supported the other's shoulders with a flushed face full of lust.
"You said you wanted to compensate me." After speaking leisurely, Meiweis easily disintegrated the girl's resistance, lowered her head and bit her small earlobe, and her caressing hands also climbed on her chest of softness.
"Ah... hey... I didn't say I would... want..." Angela struggled constantly, but unfortunately this made her body weaker and weaker, and in the end she could only stammer in a pleading tone: "Don't... don't be like this, Mess... "
"Why?" The female detective finally stopped her movements, but her slightly squinted eyes exuded a breathtaking light, as if she had seen everything about Angela.
"What are you trying to say? You're not gay? Or do you already have several lovers?" There was a hint of eroticism in the mockery, which sounded really strange. However, in Angela's ears, this questioning was no less than a thunderclap.
"You...you...why..." The most secret thing in my heart was suddenly turned under the sun, that feeling was undoubtedly the girl who was stripped naked in front of everyone, and her body trembled slightly.
"How would I know? Oh dear, do you think my FBI ID is just a decoration?" Maeves said jokingly with her eyes bent, she seemed to enjoy the feeling of... playing around.
"But... ah..." Angela was about to say something, and just uttered the word and was replaced by a moan of violation.
"Don't worry, what I want... is just a one-night stand." Mavis said, sticking her tongue into Angela's auricle and fiddling lightly, and her fingers in her panties became even more active. up.
"By the way, did I tell you that I went to a girls' school from middle school to high school, and it was the kind of semi-closed school that needed to live on campus? I really miss the feeling at that time!"
With the high-pitched moaning sound that could make people soft, the dim bedroom, which was mixed with various sounds before, finally became quiet. Although it was only a slight breath, the intensity of the previous "battle" could be seen from the wrinkled sheets and bedding, the various clothes that were thrown everywhere, and the scarlet skin covered with sweat on the two carcasses. .
"Angela, why are you Angela?" Meiweisi, who held Angela in her arms, closed her eyes and pondered for a while, and then said so faintly, her fingers gently on the crimson skin of the girl whose orgasm had not yet faded away. Swipe across, again with a slight tremor.
"You... you are rape..." Angela, who was buried in Maeves' chest, said with gritted teeth in a resentful tone, but she always sounded powerless.
"But aren't you enjoying it?" Meiweisi raised Angela's chin frivolously, her curved eyes showing pride, "I remember you were screaming just a few minutes ago..."
The girl suddenly snorted angrily, turned over and sat up with her back to Mavis while covering her chest with the quilt.
Meiweisi said lightly, then sat up and hugged Angela's belly from behind, and a pair of softness was attached to her back: "Okay, don't be like this, if you think I offended you, then I apologize. ."
Angela struggled symbolically, then gritted her teeth angrily and ashamedly and asked, "When did you know? How much did you know?! Since you know, why do you need to… and… "
"I'm going to have sex with you, right?" Mavis put his head on the girl's shoulder, kissed her neck, and showed a thoughtful look: "Frankly, I don't know either, but that That feeling is not deceiving.”
After a pause, she continued: "As early as half a year ago, I guessed that your relationship with them is not normal, so I won't tell you what happened. As I said before, don't think that the FBI certificate is just decoration. .To be honest, after further confirmation, I was very angry, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person... "
"Yeah, I turned out to be such a bastard." Angela laughed at herself and tightened the quilt wrapped around her.
Mavis, who was aware of her abnormality, immediately hugged her tighter: "However, the more some people want to understand, the more they can't understand them, and the people who want to understand are obsessed with them and can't help themselves - you are This kind of people."
The stunned Angela couldn't help but want to refute, but Mavis immediately covered her mouth from behind: "Don't interrupt, let me continue - it's too late when I find out my situation, this result may be After the North Hollywood firefight, or even earlier, I was doomed. You know what, Angie. You have a special charm, a special charm to women. That kind of thing can't be described in words. , I used to think my sexuality was normal and my time at the girls' school was just a curiosity…”
Having said that, Maeves kissed the girl's smooth shoulder, and asked in a mocking tone, "So I think it should be good to choose you as the subject of the experiment. It's just a one-night stand anyway."
After being silent for a while, Angela gently held Mavis's hand around her waist, turned her head and looked at her for a long time, and then kissed the other party's lips, without intense demands and infatuation. Wrap, just suck gently.
"There are still a few hours before dawn," said the girl in a low voice, "maybe we can come a few more times?"
Oscar has finally come to an end, and in the eyes of most people, this session is relatively fair. Even after each Oscar, there will be critics who complain about the losers, but compared with the previous years, there are many fewer people who have complained about Angela. Well, to be precise they basically thought that Miss Angel would lose the first time because of luck.
However, rather than saying that Angela's luck is bad, it is better to say that the film school is very lucky. If Robert Altman hadn't been able to be the golden man of the best director in terms of age, qualifications and achievements, even if they will. The best supporting actress award to Angela and the best film award to "Brokeback Mountain" still won't get such one-sided support.
You must know that even when Ms. Prue wrote an article in the "Guardian" praising the Oscar, she only regretted that Angela missed the best director. Although there are still quite a few die-hard fans who think the Oscar judges are terrible. Nominated for the best director four times in a row and lost four times is never a thing. Unfortunately, in front of mainstream public opinion, it is like a stone thrown into a pond, splashing a circle of ripples and then disappearing without a trace. As for the gay organization that was supposed to belong to the alliance, it has long been appeased by the best supporting actress and the best movie.
Angela didn't seem to take her losses to heart either, and the next day's blog update took Martin Scorsese out and joked with the film school: "Look, old Martin has been around since the 1980s. I have also been nominated four times so far, but I have never been in a hurry, so why should I be in a hurry? Maybe on the list of best directors that should be awarded by the Film Academy, I happen to be in the back of Martin, so I should count on Mr. Martin for best director."
But no matter what, she is still the target of reporters' pursuit. It is not something that any director can do with four nominations for best director and four defeats. Besides, she has won the best adapted screenplay three times in a row and played a role again after a few years. She won the Best Supporting Actress again. It can be said that she has reached the point where many ordinary people look up to her in the three aspects of writing, directing and acting.
It's just that Angela left Los Angeles and returned to Boston early, much to the disappointment of the reporters on the West Coast who were determined to dig out some news no matter what. However, the reporters on the east coast who got the news did not go well. They chased Angela to the outside of Cambridge, only to find that Miss Angel was very different from the previous type of reporters who basically cooperated as long as they didn't go online. Apart from maintaining a slightly polite smile, she ignored any reporters at all. Even if the newspaper the next day said she was playing a big name, she could not make the girl change her attitude.
The reason why Angela is like this is mainly because Maeves completely left her life.
She did leave the next day, in a black women's suit, hugged Angela with a formulaic smile, and got in the car and left. For some reason, the girl who left looking at the car was immediately filled with a sense of loss. Is it because her hug did not carry any nostalgia, as if she had forgotten that they were still in bed the night before yesterday? No, no, anyone who has lived with me for a long time is going to leave, I should feel lost...
Angela shook her head and smiled bitterly. She really didn't expect that Mavis, who was still strong in everything even after the reconciliation, would have feelings for her. So what are your feelings for Mavis? friend? sisters? Or... a lover
Maybe just friends? But if that's the case, why would he sleep with her again? Because of desire? No, absolutely not, besides, how could there be no feelings after being together for so long... Oh, dammit Mess, why did you make yourself feel so bad when you left! Angela scratched her head and finally decided not to think about it. As Maeves said, they may never have an intersection from now on, so it's better to seal this relationship in memory.
One night stands... don't count as cheating, right? After losing sight of the departing car, such a thought suddenly popped into the girl's mind. Of course, she immediately gave herself a slap in the face with a wry smile, followed by pinching her fingers as if she wanted to grasp something completely in her hands...