titanic heart painting

This night was originally the night when Rose and Jack met.

Under the bright moon on the sea, the two jumped and rescued, and fell in love at first sight.

But this scene obviously won't happen anymore, because at this time, Rose is in Mrs. Brown's cabin, painting an oil portrait for her. Carl came with Rose, and now he is in the first-class cabin with Mr. Brown. Chatting on the private deck.

Because it takes too long for a really large oil painting portrait, basically a week, although Rose has now adopted the method of highlighting the protagonist and weakening the background, and changing the canvas to a smaller one, she still only Half done.

"Mrs. Brown, it's a bit late now, I'm going back first." Rose said, she unconsciously devoted herself to the drawing seriously, and forgot the time, "If we want to draw well during the boat ride, we can Hurry up, do you have time tomorrow?"

"Oh, my lovely Rose, I didn't expect you to paint so well." Mrs. Brown looked at the canvas in front of Rose, and said with some surprise, "Oh no, Rose, I don't mean that I thought you wouldn't Draw, but I didn't expect you to be so good at drawing...I mean..."

"You don't need to say it, I understand, Mrs. Brown." Rose nodded, she blinked slyly, "I admit that my appearance is not worthy of my painting skills, are you right?"

"Uh, hehe, that's what I mean." Mrs. Brown said with a smile, "By the way, Rose, just call me Mary from now on."

"Mary?" Rose said hesitantly.

"Yes, that's my name, Rose." Mrs. Brown's chubby body trembled with her laughter, and she suddenly remembered to answer Rose's question, and she said, "Tomorrow morning."

"Well. Okay." Rose nodded.

In the cabin, although the plot has been changed beyond recognition, Carl still took out the heart of the ocean and gave it to Rose.

"What are you doing?" Rose wondered while looking at the Heart of the Ocean with admiration.

"Here you are." Carl took the Heart of the Ocean from Rose's hand, clasped the dark blue gemstone with mysterious light on Rose's chest, and tied the Heart of the Ocean behind Rose.

For a moment, both of them quietly admired the beautiful moment in the mirror. The heart of the ocean reflected even more dazzling brilliance on Rose's white and tender chest.

"Didn't you tell me to give it to me before? And anyway, it's in the safe, so you don't need to give it to me directly." Rose remembered that before the meal, Carl had already mentioned that he would give her the heart of the ocean. She thought Liao wanted to add, "Let me tell you first, I won't wear it to hang around outside, if it disappears, I'll be so distressed."

"Well, I just want to see for myself." Carl looked at Rose carefully in the mirror, "I want you to know that I can give you anything if you want."

"You don't need to say that, it feels weird." Rose said with some embarrassment, why suddenly it seemed like a confession, and her heart suddenly thumped. I remember that in the movie, Carl felt that Rose's heart turned to Jack before she wanted to express her sincerity and swear her sovereignty. She has never seen Jack before, so there is no need to make it so grand.

"I want it." Carl said, and suddenly he frowned, "I found Jack Dawson, there is indeed this person. But Bruce seems to have not told the captain to speed up. And I found it... These are what you said match."

"So you have confirmed my words, do you believe me?" Rose asked cautiously.

"I can't say I fully believe it, but I'm willing to consider this possibility." Carl said cautiously. He didn't know whether the Titanic would sink, but he was willing to believe in the existence of this possibility, not as before, Thinking that the Titanic was an unsinkable ship, for his and Rose's lives, for his stock property...he should also consider this possibility seriously.

"Then what should we do now?" Rose was pleasantly surprised that Carl believed herself, although she didn't fully believe it, but it was enough, she turned her head to look at Carl happily, approached him excitedly, and then broke her own Finger said, "Do you want to stop Bruce? What if you can't stop it? What if you stop the ship from sinking? Do you want to pack up your money and clothes first... Oh, by the way, there are also Picasso's paintings, which can sell a lot As for the money, can you take it all away? Also, you need to sell your stocks as soon as possible, otherwise you will go bankrupt, and... well..."

Carl looked at the pink lips that kept opening and closing in front of him, his stomach felt hot, and he couldn't help it. He grabbed the back of Rose's head, blocked her noisy little mouth, and tasted it carefully. He was very happy. Skillfully lured Rose to open the white teeth slightly, grabbed the gap, and penetrated deeply...

At the same time, Rose was taken aback. She kept pushing Carl away at first, but was gradually attracted by this strange stimulation. Clothes, she tried jerkyly, responding...

"You...how can you kiss me casually?" Rose questioned, she kept panting heavily, and held Carl tightly, only slightly relieving her body from falling due to fatigue.

In Rose's very simple world, kissing is something that can only be done between lovers. She also knows that others may not think so, and will not use this standard to ask others, but it is like this for herself.

"It's not casual." Carl said confidently, and he smiled, "And don't you enjoy it too?"

"I don't!" Rose quickly and loudly denied. In fact, she felt as if she had a drop, only a drop. I like this kiss, but they are not lovers. Rose wrinkled her face in distress, "But We haven't known each other for long, kissing is something that lovers can do."

"Well, we are indeed not lovers, but we are a fiancée, and we will get married when we arrive in the United States." Carl nodded and said calmly.

"That's what I said... But I always feel that something is wrong." Rose was confused, and suddenly she came to her senses, she turned to look at Carl, "But I lost my memory, don't we have a new agreement? If you find that I don't It suits you, you can find a better woman, if I don't..."

"Okay." Carl subconsciously didn't want to hear Rose's next words. He returned to the previous topic and said calmly as always, "You don't have to worry about these things. I'll take care of them."

Then he frowned and said with a little dissatisfaction, "That Jack Dawson, you probably don't want to know him anymore, do you?"

"What?" Rose didn't respond.

"Jack Dawson, that poor third-rate painter." The dark light in Carl's eyes was fleeting.

"Uh... I don't think it's necessary for me to meet a stranger, but..." Rose looked suspiciously at Carl's ruthless expression for a moment, she was startled, and asked cautiously, "Are you Do you want to have him?"

"Which one?"

"That's the one..." Rose used her full imagination, and Siwei slid towards the strange direction more and more unreliably, "For example, find someone to chop him a few times, or castrate him and let him do it." Eunuch, or find a hunk to fuck him, or are you going to throw him into the sea? No, no, no... You don't have to do this, I promise I won't elope with him like in the dream."

Carl looked at Rose very surprised, looking for the hunk Jack?How did his little fiancée come up with this?He just wanted to lock him up so that he wouldn't have the chance to seduce his fiancée.

"Why are you looking at me like this..." Rose lowered her head with a guilty conscience, sweating, accidentally revealing her true nature.

"It's nothing. If it's not necessary, I won't do anything unnecessary to Jack." Carl gradually calmed down. Now he is really sure that Rose has no idea of ​​elopement. He doesn't think that if Rose is really right If Jack secretly agreed, he would still tease him like this. Carl raised the corners of his lips and smiled, and said, "In short, I will deal with these matters. Even if the ship really sinks, I promise to take away all the Picasso you like, and I promise We won't go bankrupt, guarantee we'll all get back to America safely... okay?"

"Well, thank you, it's all up to you." Rose nodded obediently, and then she thought for a while and said, "But I want to know what happened, and I don't want to be kept in the dark. After all, I am also the person involved. This you You can agree."

It should be said that Rose herself is not a cautious and thoughtful person. Let her escape from this sinking ship without telling everyone, prepare life-saving supplies by herself, and... Uh, I think highly of her too much, but Karl It's different, being a giant in the business world has never been an easy task. He has enough ability to handle these things well, and he has a thorough mind to prepare tools, methods and materials for escape, which Rose cannot do.

"This is a reasonable request, and I agree." Carl pondered for a moment, although in his eyes, as long as he handles these issues, women don't need to know such details, but since Rose asked, he is also willing to meet this A small request, compared to her willful request before, this request is undoubtedly very reasonable and very easy to achieve.

"Well, I've let go of a big stone in my heart. I'm going to take a shower and have a good sleep. You can go back too." Rose subconsciously said, she has been coveting the independent Turkish bath in the first-class cabin for a long time, and now it's here While enjoying, Rose said she had already entered the bathroom and closed the door.

"Go back?" Carl raised his eyebrows in doubt. Is there anywhere else he can go?This is not their room.Carl shrugged his shoulders. He had already discovered the strangeness of Rose since she slept on the Titanic. Now he gradually believed that she had really lost her memory.

The post-amnesia she is much more charming and cute than the one before the amnesia, and she seems to taste better. This is really his luck, Carl thought so, and the corners of his lips curled up.

Carl was sitting at the desk in the first-class bedroom, writing down some things with paper. Before going to bed, he wanted to send a telegram to the manager in New York, asking them to dispose of the stock of White Star Company first.

Rose here has been immersed in the beautiful Turkish bath. No wonder everyone has been chasing power and wealth since ancient times. As a well-known painter, Rose is no longer poor, but this kind of aristocratic life is still She has never tried it before, but it does have novelty, immersion...but not necessarily.

In her eyes, the attractiveness of taking a bath in a luxurious bathroom is basically the same as taking a bath in a small cozy bathroom at home. Although the feeling of taking a bath is slightly different, they are both very comfortable, so which It doesn't matter.

After taking a bath, Rose wrapped herself in a towel and walked back to the bedroom. She was doing stretching exercises while walking, sometimes deep arms, sometimes teasing her thighs, squinting comfortably, feeling that she was happy all over, and she just ignored the surroundings The scene, to the cloakroom.

There are a lot of clothes in the cloakroom to meet the needs of nobles in different occasions. Rose tapped her index finger and selected a whole set of bright green silk pajamas. All the curves she could reveal were also exposed.

But she sleeps alone...it doesn't matter!

She was about to pounce on the bed and roll over, only to see a familiar figure leaning on the bed and admiring her for a long time.

"Why are you here?" Rose exclaimed, recalling that she didn't seem to pay attention to the bed, she was a little embarrassed, maybe he saw all the stretching exercises before, "Didn't you go back just now? You Since when have you been sitting here?"

"Yes, I'm going back, this is my bedroom." Carl nodded to affirm her statement, and then added as if he didn't think Rose was embarrassed enough, "Don't worry, your body is beautiful, I quote you Proud self-control is almost out of control."

"What? This is your bedroom?" Rose said in surprise.

"We are a fiancé couple. If we don't sleep together, do we still have separate rooms?"

"Did you... used to sleep with her, uh, me?" Rose asked with a wrinkled face, feeling a little uncomfortable for some reason.

"That's not true. Didn't you say that after returning to the United States with me, you will never go back, so you have to sleep at home for the last time, so I promise you." Carl said lightly, "But while I promise you , you also agreed that you will sleep with me every night after you leave home."

"Is this... what I promised?" Rose asked incredulously, and then she thought that Rose seemed to want to commit suicide tonight, and she must have planned it a long time ago, so she promised so readily.She is refreshing, what is she going to do?Do you really share the same bed with Karl?Sleeping in the same bed with a healthy grown man, no matter how innocent and indifferent she may be, does not feel that it is a safe choice.

"Yes."

"But I lost my memory, think about our new agreement." Rose suddenly said calmly, amnesia is omnipotent, the ancients never deceived me.

"Oh, I remember, come up, I won't do anything to you." Carl lifted a corner of the quilt, as if inviting Rose.

"Is it true?" Rose pouted, and slowly moved towards the bed in doubt, "If you have no other place to go, I'll make the floor."

"Hmph, that's impossible. Do you think I'll let my fiancée sleep on the floor?" Carl snorted coldly.

"Then you'll be on the floor." Rose said happily.

"That's even more impossible, I'm Calhawk." Carl said proudly.

"Are you really promising not to do anything?" Rose had already slumped to the side of the bed, wondering if she should trust this man's character.

"I promise."

"Okay then." Rose got into the quilt quickly, wrapped the quilt in one go and turned to face Carl in the opposite direction, "I'm already asleep, don't talk to me anymore, good night, zzzz..."

"Oh, good night, my little fiancée." Carl pulled Rose who was stiff and pretending to be asleep, and kissed her lightly on the forehead, "This is a good night kiss, it's not like I did anything to you."

"I'm already asleep, zzzz..." Rose lay on the quilt with her eyes closed stiffly, she felt the constant heat from the man beside her, it was the first time she had such a big relationship with a man at this age Lying together intimately, she thought, maybe there is no need to sleep tonight, after all, she is still very nervous...

No wonder, after less than 10 minutes, Rose had already fallen asleep.

Today was too long for her...and too tiring.

Carl felt Rose's body relax from stiffness, and her breathing gradually became even. It seemed that his little fiancée was really asleep. He found the position of Rose's lips in the dark, and gently pressed a kiss.

"I will make you willingly give me everything you have." He said in a rare gentle tone, and suddenly his tone was a little gloomy. Let go" snorted at the words, he couldn't imagine other men looking at her like this, kissing her like this, he said a little viciously, "Even if you don't love me, I will never let you go."