my sister is a supermodel

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"Cough~, it should be because of the character. Colonel Hans is a pervert, and the action of throwing himself down must be rougher and more ferocious, in order to fit Hans' personality."

Rocca poured a glass of red wine and handed it to her, "Sorry Kate, I surprised you."

Winslet snorted softly, sipped his red wine and said, "It was said on the news that you are good at playing bad guys. I didn't believe it before. You are so beautiful and sexy, how could you be a bad guy? But I filmed a few scenes with you. I believe it, when you play a bad guy, you look like a real bad guy and look terrible."

Roca smiled softly, "It probably has something to do with my personality. In real life, I am a good person. Sometimes I want to do bad things, but I will be suppressed by my inner morality. Only when I am on the set can I be a real bad person, so I cherish the moments of being the bad guy."

"Hey, you're pretty good at praising yourself. You're a world-famous scumbag, so you have the nerve to say you're a good person?"

said Ms. Winslet with a half-smile.

"Why are you embarrassed? Although I'm a little playful, it doesn't prevent me from being a good person."

Rocca said seriously.

"Hmph, flirtatiousness is a man's greatest evil."

Ms. Winslet took her glass and dried.

"Do you want to rehearse again?"

Roca poured her another glass.

"Okay, how about we change it?"

Winslet looked at him with his head tilted, with a smirk at the corner of his mouth.

"In what way?"

Rocca asked curiously.

"You play Brigitte, I play Colonel Hans, and we switch roles."

"is this necessary?"

"Yes, come on, sit here!"

Winslet pulled him to sit on the sofa, "Let's start by taking off our shoes."

"All right!"

Roca didn't refuse a role-playing session.

"Please show me your feet."

Winslet said.

"What did you say?"

Roca quickly entered the scene, and he asked weakly from pretending to be scared.

"Miss, put your feet on my knees."

Winslet patted his thigh with a cold face.

"Hans, I'm going to be embarrassed."

Rocca said nervously.

Winslet stared at him blankly, poking his knee with his finger.

Rocca hesitated, then raised his right foot and placed it on his lap.

Winslet took off his shoes. "Your feet stink!"

"...is there a line for this?"

Roca was speechless, he didn't have foot odor, okay?

"Humph!"

Ms. Winslet glared at him, "Did I let you talk, now put your hand in the right pocket of my coat and hand me what you found in it."

Roca looked for it, took out a 'shoe' and handed it to her.

Winslet put the shoes on for him, "Wow, it fits just right, how do Americans say, you wear as big shoes as you have feet."

"Colonel, what should we do now?"

Rocca asked.

"What do you say, you traitor!"

Winslet gritted his teeth and rushed forward, pinning him down on the sofa, sitting on his stomach with his buttocks, and jamming his neck with his hands.

"Traitor! I'm going to kill you!"

"Kate, you are enough, stop adding drama to yourself."

As a director, I hate people who add drama to me the most.

"Don't talk, you can't talk when I strangle you, and Hans finally strangled Brigitte to death, you should give up struggling at the right time and die peacefully."

"Okay, I'll try my best to cooperate with you."

Roca lay down, struggled hard a few times, kicked his legs, spread his hands to the sides, and the whole person lay flat.

"Haha, traitor, this is what happens when you betray the head of state."

Winslet smiled triumphantly. She sat on Roca's body and slowly stood up.

Suddenly she stumbled, ah~, she exclaimed, and she lay on Roca's body. Coincidentally, her lips just kissed together.

Rocca opened his eyes and saw her, and Winslet also looked into his eyes, and there was a flash of fire in their eyes.

At the same time, Rocca wrapped his arms around her waist and her neck with the other. Winslet also hugged his head and kissed him deeply.

"woooo~"

"Is this also a rehearsal?"

Winslet took a deep breath.

"Yes!"

"Then come on, BT like Hans did to Brigitte!"