After finishing his clothes, the crown prince walked down the stairs of the plane, thanked the officials waiting below, and the two walked to the queue that was already waiting. Under the introduction of the officials, the crown prince shook hands with the head of the honor guard, air force officers, cardinals and so on.
"Mr. Prime Minister." He finally reached out to the Prime Minister and extended his hand.
"My condolences, Your Highness. If there is anything I or my cabinet can do..." the Prime Minister said in a sincere tone as he shook hands with him, but he was interrupted before he finished: "The hearse passed the coffee. People stood up and took off their hats in mourning when they went to restaurants and galleries, Paris is the busiest city in the world, but it was so quiet that you could hear needles falling to the ground."
"I think it's the same for England," the Prime Minister continued in a sincere tone.
"The palace still hopes for a private funeral. What do you think?" The crown prince asked a different topic.
"I think..." the Prime Minister looked embarrassed. "It's going to make it difficult for us."
He said and looked towards the plane. Six members of the honor guard in gorgeous dresses were holding their shoulders against the heavy coffin, and walked out of the back of the plane with neat steps. Just when the Prime Minister was about to continue to say something, a sharp voice rang out: "Stanley! What did I emphasize just now! Do you take my words as a deaf ear?!"
Everyone present immediately shrank their necks in unison, then stopped their work and remained silent.
"Here! Here! And here! The pattern is all wrong! Did you ever think about what I was talking about, Stanley?! And you, Boris! How many times have I told you, Blair comes from a family , even if the crown prince interrupted him very rudely, he would not have the slightest dissatisfaction look! Are you frowning because of itching?! Gerda! The same is true for you! Yes, we all I know that Prince Charles has a bitter face, but at least he doesn't seem to cry at any time! Look at your expression! Damn, what the hell is going on, a few simple scenes will take a long time!"
The director's continuous roar seemed to be getting better, but none of the people around her who were so chilling dared to come forward and say a few words. This has been the case several times. If the number of NGs is a little more, or if there is a mistake that should not have been made, she will stop filming and beat everyone from head to toe. If someone dares to come out and make a round She will be pulled in and scolded by her, and the scathing and well-founded language without swearing is enough to make people dare not come out again.
Everyone was puzzled. Although Angela was also angry about something in the past month or so, this didn't happen? Could it be... something about her is coming? Women were indeed very emotional in those days. Although Angela's reaction seemed to be exaggerated, she was never different from ordinary women, wasn't she? Besides, even if they don't speak, the director will still be a little too noisy and someone will persuade her, and the effect is very good.
"Okay, Angie, please pay attention to the next occasion. Although the reporters over there are far apart, they may all have hyperfocal cameras. You don't want this look to appear in tomorrow's headlines, right?" Alizee stood in front of Angela, looked at her with an emotionless look and asked.
"It doesn't matter, if they want to shoot enough, you can let them in, I'll just stand here and not go anywhere, they can shoot as many shots as they want!" Angela waved her hands furiously.
"Really? So you're sure you don't care about tomorrow's headlines like 'Miss Angela throws a tantrum on set, doesn't look like it should be'? Don't care about the image you've worked so hard to build?" Alizee didn't blink her eyes continued.
Angela glared at her for a long time, but finally restrained her anger and made several gestures to the assistant: "Let everyone rest for fifteen minutes, I hope the same error will not occur again after turning on the phone again!"
After saying that, without looking at Alizee, she got into her car parked nearby, pulled out the plan sheet, and after a while, she gritted her teeth and covered her forehead. Lindsay left London the next day, leaving nothing but a leaving message. Then Angela called Avril and told her that she knew. The two did not quarrel on the phone. This time the exchange was unusually calm, but the ending was not very happy.
"I… I don't know what we're related to, Angie," Avril said on the phone, "I admit, having sex with you is a very intoxicating thing, but I always feel that you are far away from me, let me I just can't get hold of it at all. Sometimes I feel like... I feel like we're just interested in each other's bodies."
Although her voice was calm, there was deep distress and uncertainty in her tone.
"Is it because I was in three boats before that made you feel insecure? Or did you feel betrayed because I was in a relationship with Lindsay while I was dating you?" Angela cut to the core of the question without hesitation. , "Or are you still unwilling to accept the fact that you like women?"
"No no no, I really only have feelings for women now, so it's not what you said... Let's put it this way, when I found out after Lindsay and I confirmed that you slept with us at the same time, I was really shocked and surprised. It hurts... but when I think about your previous relationships and what Manny and Lindsay told me privately, after you broke up with them, I don't want to hate you... I just feel sorry... I don't know that either. Why, maybe it would be better for us to take a good look at ourselves for a while?" Avril said with a wry smile over the phone.
Angela was at a loss. The night before, she thought about Weiwei's possible attitudes, but she didn't expect it to be like this after the phone call. Now she realizes that she doesn't know enough about Weiwei. Now this Avril Lavigne had a different life. When she came back to her senses, the other party had hung up the phone, and calling again had turned into a shutdown.
Angela suddenly felt angry for no reason, knowing that she had planned to take this opportunity to tell Vivi about her date with Keira to test it out. In addition, the shock suffered last night and Lindsay's practice of leaving a message without seeing her face made the fire in her heart even more and more, so the crew of the crew was in bad luck.
Throwing the worksheet in her hand on the table, Angela sat on the chair and covered her forehead without saying anything. Alizee handed pure water to her hand as usual, and then picked up the messy little table.
"According to the schedule, the shooting of the coffin at the airport could be completed in one day yesterday, but you have delayed it until today. If you continue like this, you will not be able to complete the filming in the middle of next month." Said after tidying up.
"Never mind my business," Angela said coldly, looking up, "they made mistakes in the first place."
"But at least it shouldn't be expanded by you, shouldn't it?" Alizee retorted in the same tone, paused and then snorted softly: "It seems that you are used to venting your anger on others. ,"
"Do I really want to get angry?!" Angela glared at her, "How did I know the situation would turn out like this!"
Alizee stopped her movements, stared at her for a while, then shook her head: "So, who hit you again, Lindsay? Or Vivi? Or did they know you found another lover in London?"
Speaking of which, a rare sneer appeared on her face: "Have you never reflected on yourself, Angie?"
"Did someone give me a chance to reflect?!" Angela responded fiercely immediately. Fortunately, the staff didn't stay by her side during this time because they were afraid that they would get burned if they didn't pay attention, so there was no one else around except Alizee.
"Is that so?" Alizee's eyes flashed a complex light, she put the things in her hands and turned away without saying a word. After Angela raised her fisted hand and waved it vigorously, she covered her forehead in a slump again.
Never been? Really not? Angela raised her head and slammed down a few mouthfuls of pure water. After panting and wiping her mouth, she suddenly calmed down, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth. I can do whatever I want, who wants them to point fingers!
In the next few days, the crew of the crew was surprised to find that Miss Director's temper was gradually getting better. Did something have left? In any case, the kind of vitriolic words before have been reduced a lot, and everyone can't help but celebrate in private, and the efficiency of the crew has also improved a lot.
What they don't know is that their happiness is built on the pain of others... well, it's not a pain and it's enjoyable, but it's not so comfortable to enjoy it too much - there's not only one way to vent.
"Angie! Wait! Angie! Ya-" The beautiful carcass stiffened sharply, and the delicate skin was dyed rosy. Kayla raised her head, her eyes widened, her body trembled violently, and after a long while, she froze, panting and leaning weakly in Angela's arms, unable to move and letting the sweat drop from her skin after her passion.
"You are so wonderful, Kayla." Angela, who was also panting, whispered in the girl's ear, and then bit her delicate little earlobe and sucked again, and the hands that had just stopped began to swim again.
"Don't... Angie... Please, this is... the third time..." Kayla, who wanted to push her away but was helpless, could only plead, but before she could finish speaking, she stuffed her wet fingers into the into the mouth.
After protesting a few times, Kayla only felt that her body was getting softer and softer, and the response she should have came out again without falling. The little tongue also wandered between Angela's fingers, as if there was something deep in her consciousness. A whirlpool was constantly pulling her down.
"Okay, that's it for tonight." Angela suddenly stopped her aggression, Kayla's consciousness was finally able to return to her body, and she glared at the other party angrily and shyly without saying a word.
Angela smiled, suddenly got out of bed and hugged her, went straight to the bathroom and carefully put Kayla in the bathtub and turned on the faucet. Although Kayla regained a little strength, she couldn't do anything except look at Angela, so she could only stare at the other party and be at the mercy.
As the water in the bath slowly rose, steaming hot water began to permeate the bathroom. With a bang, Angela jumped into the bath, then picked up the towel and wiped Keira's body.
Keira closed her eyes and groaned comfortably, then opened them again, looking at Angela without blinking.
"What? Haven't seen enough for so long?" Angela asked teasingly, rubbing the hand holding the towel under the water on her chest twice. Kayla's face turned red, she glared at Angela angrily, and then said with a bit of a twist: "I just think what are you doing these days... It seems that you are not satisfied with your desires... But I still... "
"What else?" Angela raised her eyebrows and asked deliberately in front of her.
After a dry cough, Kayla turned her head away and said nothing, feeling ashamed of her doubts just now. After the orgasm just now, she seemed to hear Angela whispering something, and wanted to follow the topic to ask what she said, but now it seems that she must have heard it wrong.
At this moment, one hand pinched her face and pulled over: "You haven't answered my question yet."
"What answer do you want to hear?" Kayla looked at her through gritted teeth. "Say I'm very comfortable, comfortable to the sky? Come on, you won't stop every time you don't toss me up, even sometimes would… woo…”
Before she could finish speaking, her mouth was gagged. After a long wet kiss, Angela raised her head and looked at Kayla, who was blushing again with a playful smile, and posted it before she could speak. on her.
Various voices suddenly rang in the bathroom, and Kayla, who was unable to resist, was "ravaged" again.
After two months of follow-up reports, the enthusiasm of the British for Angela's new film has finally subsided. Although the paparazzi used various means to secretly take some photos, the fabricated news was very inconsistent and confusing. Although the British people like to gossip, they respect Diana very much. .
In addition, Angela revealed information about the film on blogs and through some well-connected reporters from time to time. Many senior film critics also cautiously expressed that they would not make any comments before the film was released. After all, Miss Angel's achievements are obvious to all. Anyone who questioned her was slapped severely.
Therefore, the temperature finally dropped slowly. Instead of guessing aimlessly, it is better to wait for her to make it and then comment on it. God knows what kind of surprises she will give people. So taking this opportunity, Angela temporarily put the crew on vacation for a few days, and then rushed back to Los Angeles in a hurry.
"Oh, Annie, I haven't seen you for a few months really makes me miss you." Angela smiled and hugged her butler with open arms, then put her arms around her waist and leaned back slightly to bring her a few inches off the ground.
"Don't be so excited, Angie?" Annie struggled slightly, and looked at Alizee who was following her inexplicably. The other party shrugged and said nothing.
"Okay okay," Angela released her hand immediately, and then turned around in the living room, "I just haven't been home for a few months, I just miss it very much, and the hotel can't be more comfortable than home, right? What's more, I have such a wonderful housekeeper."
Having said that, she waved her hand and walked upstairs: "Now I want to go back to my room to rest, because of the jet lag or something, don't disturb me if there is no important thing? Thank you."
"What happened recently, Lily?" Annie saw Angela disappearing behind the stairs, and after instructing the servant, she took Alizee to another room.
"It's nothing, it's just that Lindsay came to London once, and they seem to be breaking up," Alizee said in her characteristically flat tone. "You know something in Los Angeles that I don't know?"
"In this case... let me think about it..." Annie frowned and thought, then she was stunned for a moment.
"Does Lindsay know that Angie is with Weiwei again..." Annie said with a helpless, wry smile.
"It should be like this, and Lindsay also saw that Angie and Kayla were dating," Alizee's tone was still flat, but there was a hint of concern, "The next day Lindsay didn't even meet up with her face to face. An Ji left after seeing a message, I told her in the past, and when I left, I vaguely heard that An Ji was calling Wei Wei."
"Wait, Angie... Why is Kayla dating again?" Annie asked in surprise.
"Didn't I tell you on the phone? I'm sorry." Alizee immediately told about the two of them once, and then about Angela's anger on the set.
"Damn, how could she... how could this be?" Annie covered her forehead with a sigh.
"I think... she seems to have walked into a dead end and won't come out." Alizee sighed for the first time, "You know, smart people are much more extreme than ordinary people. I think she may still be immersed in last year's She couldn't extricate herself from the pain of breaking up, she just didn't realize it."
"Maybe," Annie smiled wryly, "Angie is sometimes very childish, and once childish becomes quite awkward. Once she gets into a dead end, she can only get out on her own. We can remind her to do it but we can't replace it for her."
Speaking of which, she lovingly stroked Alizee's beautiful face: "Thank you for your hard work, Lily."
"No way, I'll always do what I promise you," Alizee shrugged, "but I heard Angie say she might want to buy an apartment in London, and if you do, you'll have to get over it, and then I'll Much easier."
Annie burst out laughing, and was about to say something, her face suddenly changed: "Damn, do you remember why Angie went back to Los Angeles this time?!"
Alizee was stunned for a moment, and her flat expression that had remained unchanged for thousands of years suddenly burst into a hint of surprise: "Participate in "The Matrix"
The third premiere! "
The air in the room froze, and the two girls looked at each other for a while and then spit out a name in unison: "Kate!"