Leave the parking lot and go upstairs, as the little model said, above this restaurant, is a five-star hotel.
From the first moment he entered the room, Lin Xuan suddenly hugged Crimmans and kissed him directly. The blonde director widened his eyes and refused, but after a while, he lowered his head and kissed those soft lips, his arms locked tightly against each other.
The clothes fell on the ground, from the entrance to the living room, and the last piece of clothes fell on the bedroom door. It didn't take long for suppressed gasps and low moans to come from the room, mixed with a faint cry, and then I heard Crimmans subconsciously say in English, "Sorry..."
"continue… "
The sound of the bed board shaking never stopped. It was already midnight when they opened the room, and they did it all night long.
When it was close to eleven o'clock at noon the next day, the hot sun poured down from the gaps in the curtains and fell on Krimmans' handsome face like a god, making the blonde hair even more brilliant as gold. He opened his eyes in a daze, only to see the young man beside him sitting on the edge of the big bed at some point and starting to wear a shirt.
Crimmans raised his lips and lay lazily on the bed, admiring that his thin and white back was slowly covered by his clothes. After Lin Xuan finished putting on all his clothes, he turned to his side and rested his head on one hand: "What's for lunch?"
Lin Xuan leaned over and picked up the snake-shaped bracelet that had fallen by the bed. He put it on and replied, "The restaurant is downstairs, you can eat whatever you want."
Just after a very satisfying night and chasing such a hard-to-catch lover, Krimmans was in a good mood. He was lying on the bed, and he rarely asked so caringly, "Then what do you want to eat?"
Lin Xuan raised his eyes and glanced at him: "What do I eat has something to do with you?"
Not noticing the irony in this sentence, the director, who has made countless heroic and beauties commercial films, thought he was very considerate and said: "We will eat what you want, and we will go down together later."
"Mr. Holt," Lin Xuan asked with a smile, "Why do you want to eat with me?"
Crimmans was stunned for a moment, unable to understand what the other party meant.
After arranging the cufflinks, the handsome and cute baby-faced little king innocently blinked and said with a smile, "It's just a one-night stand, Mr. Holt doesn't take it seriously, right? I heard James say, you Hollywood play this way. It's more powerful than our Huaxia. You should know the rules in the circle, right? By the way, I was down last night, and I didn't really want to be responsible for you. If you insist on me being responsible... Then pay the price in the circle. already."
Picking up the phone in the living room, Lin Xuan said, "Give me an account number, and I'll give you one hundred thousand, which is basically the top card fee."
Clemens was still confused: "What the hell are you talking about?"
"Give me an account number, Mr. Holt. Since you must hold me responsible, I'll do the math for you at the price of MB asked in the circle."
The blatant and straightforward words came out of this soft baby face, and there was a strange sense of contrast. Lin Xuan stared earnestly at Klimans, who was still lying on the bed. As time passed, the latter's face became more and more livid. He got up and started to get dressed, and Lin Xuan patiently held the phone. Wait for him by the side.
After Kleimans put all his clothes on, he stepped forward and grabbed the young man's hand: "Don't you want to be with me?"
Lin Xuan said in surprise: "Why are we together?"
Crimson's fingers slowly tightened, and he gritted his teeth in anger, but the young man in front of him looked at him with an expression of "I don't understand one-night stands, you are too innocent." Crimmans stared at this face closely, no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't imagine that the owner of this innocent face would be someone who had a casual one-night stand.
There was a sentence Lin Xuan said before. In terms of messing around, the Hollywood circle is more terrible than the Chinese circle.
After all, directors like Crimmans who only want to make money and have their eyes above the top are very few. He has a friend who is also a popular young director in Hollywood in recent years. The other party gathers all day in several villas in Beverly Hills for a party. Sometimes the party is open for a month, and countless young stars Supermodels go in and out.
Young men and women, you come in and out, and some people are even carried out, and they are sent to private hospitals when they go out.
Most of the regulars in this circle are second- and third-tier star models, as well as some directors, producers, singers, etc. Many of them are not taboos for men and women, and it is a deadly game to play. For example, three years ago, they really played a little model to death.
The Chinese singer in front of him should not be at that level, but he may be a playboy like James. Not messing around, but there are many "female friends" - this is James; what will Lin Xuan be like
At the thought of that possibility, Crimmans felt a fire out of nowhere. He stared at Lin Xuan angrily, but the latter still stared at him blankly, as if he didn't understand what he was angry about.
All kinds of anger came straight into his heart, and in the end, Crimmans threw out a sentence through gritted teeth, then turned around and left. His Chinese is indeed very good, and every word pops out of his teeth, as if he used a great deal of reason to restrain himself from strangling the person in front of him.
"I originally thought you were someone worthy of my love, Lin Xuan, you are very good, very good! Never appear in front of me again!"
"boom-"
The loud closing sound of the door made the whole room vibrate slightly, and Crimmans quickly left the room, but the only person who stayed in the room didn't respond much. Lin Xuan put his torn coat on his arm and walked to the entrance. He turned off all the lights in the room along the way, and when he got to the door, he leaned over to change his shoes.
In the huge and quiet room, only the ticking of the clock rang.
The young little king put on his shoes expressionlessly, and was about to stand up again when the wound behind him was suddenly involved, and he suddenly stumbled in pain and slammed into the wall. It hurt even more now, Lin Xuan fell to the ground, his thighs twitching and trembling involuntarily.
I haven't done it again in fourteen years, and the last time I did it was with this person. The size of the European and American people is really not small. Even then, he was eighteen years old and in good physical condition, and he was made to bleed a sheet of blood. This time there was no more bleeding, but the pain didn't diminish at all, and he didn't feel the real pleasure until the middle of the night.
However, the pleasure was like a bucket of cold water, which cooled his heart.
As long as you open your eyes and see this person on your body, no matter how hot his body is, his heart will always be cold.
"First meeting..." A hoarse voice whispered in the room.
Lin Xuan sat on the ground, leaning his back against the wall slightly, and looked down at the ground feebly. A tear slid from the eye socket and landed on his trousers, soon smudged into a dark color. Lin Xuan raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and suddenly threw the phone in his left hand out, hitting the mahogany gate hard. The phone immediately fell to the ground and broke into three pieces.
"Fuck you for the first time! Clemens Holt, why don't you fucking die!!!"
Ignoring the wound behind him, the angry little king smashed the wall frantically, his fingers bruised and blood dripping faintly. In the beginning, I was scolding in Chinese, and later I started scolding in English, French, and even in Japanese.
Half an hour later, Lin Xuan calmly went downstairs to check out and drove away.
Everything seems to have never happened, and absolutely no one in the world knows that Hollywood's cutting-edge director and the little king of Chinese music have spent the night in this hotel. The two broke up, one returned to the United States to continue filming his own drama, and the other was preparing for the final scene of the global tour.
Since I said that I would never see each other again, I really never saw each other again after that.
Lin Xuan has been staying in Huaxia. After the concert tour, he is relatively free, occasionally recording new songs, and more for rest and travel. It happened that Wen Xuan and Jennifer also had a vacation, and the three hit it off and went directly to a small island for vacation.
In this regard, Wen Xuan also laughed in the discussion group and joked: [Jennifer and I are a group of best friends to play together, Ermu, in what capacity are you going to play with us?]
After a while, Lin Xuan replied in a frenzied manner: "What are you doing? I borrowed this private island from Rongrong. If you have the ability, don't follow me to play.]
[Wen Xuan: Who wants you to borrow it~ I will borrow it from Rongrong, you can see if Rongrong will lend it to me.]
[Wen Xuan: Rongrong Rongrong ~@ rongxu~ lend me a small island~rongrong~]
[Wen Xuan: Rongrong?]
After more than half an hour, someone in the discussion group replied—
[Rong Xu: I'm sorry Sister Xuan, I just finished the dinner and didn't see any news. However, I have already lent the island of Qin Cheng to Ermu, and it would not be good to lend it to you again. Why don't you talk to Qin Cheng in person and ask his opinion?]
[Wen Xuan:…]
[Wen Xuan: Rongrong, you are so bad! You are not cute at all! ! !]
[Lin Xuan: Hahahahaha, I love you the most Rongrong=3=]
Seeing Lin Xuan's words, Rong Xu raised her hand and rubbed her swollen temple, remembering what Old Holt said to herself just now. He hesitated for a while, but still couldn't help sending a private message to Lin Xuan: [Have you and Kerry met recently? Clemens Holt.]
After a long time, Rong Xu didn't get an answer. He didn't think too much, so he put the phone back in his pocket, and was chatted by old Holtra again. It wasn't until two o'clock in the morning after the killing banquet, when Rong Xu just returned to the hotel room, he received a reply.
[Lin Xuan: Clemens Holt? No, I don't know him well, why should I meet him?]
[Rong Xu: Is that so... Yes, I just asked casually. Today Lance said that his son has been very strange recently. Although he has always offended people in the past, he has offended a lot of people recently, and it's all for some inexplicable reason. So I just wanted to ask you if you know what happened to him.]
[Lin Xuan: Oh, I'm not familiar with him, so I don't know.]
After answering this sentence, the young man lying on the beach basking in the sun suddenly stood up and looked angrily at the slender figure not far away: "Sister Xuan! Didn't you say that this shrimp was roasted for me? You gave it to Jennifer again, I don't accept it! Don't take you to bully people like this! You just think of Jennifer, bully people!"
Does that person do anything about him
He is dead and has nothing to do with him.