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"Hi." Josie greeted Chris like last time.

"Hi. You look a little bad." This time Chris still had a bad face, but he took the initiative to pull out the chair and sit next to Josie, keeping a distance of two arms from her, "Are you okay? I mean ,your hands."

Josie raised her arms nonchalantly, and replied, "It's just because I have to wear decorative gloves because I have to shoot later, so it looks more exaggerated."

Chris immediately relaxed, but immediately regretted it.

Because after he sat down, he felt that he was still too close to Josie.

Although the room is only that big in total, if he sits a little farther away, he can probably deceive himself that he doesn't care about her that much.

What's more, he didn't want his emotions to be easily controlled by her, but every time he tried to resist, it seemed to be in vain, which made him feel frustrated.

Chris lowered his eyes involuntarily.

He was thinking about what he should say at this time to avoid embarrassment, or to leave immediately, but he inadvertently saw her crossing her legs casually, revealing a pair of metal braided high heels under her feet, with a hollow upper and heel, The thin gold thread was entwined all the way to the calf like a vine, gorgeous but weak, it seemed that there was no way to step on it, and it could be cut off with a little force.

And her thin ankles are probably even weaker than these shoes.

Chris suddenly felt thirsty, just at that moment the assistant brought a glass of water, and he took a quick sip to slightly quench his thirst.

But he still couldn't help but peek at her.

She was still as exquisitely made-up as ever, and she was astonishingly beautiful.

But under this glamorous skin, there is an indifferent and paranoid heart, who can treat friends a million times better than lovers, which is really sad.

"What are you looking at?"

Josie's voice came to Chris with her raised eyes, making him embarrassed for a moment of being caught.

Seeing the delicate atmosphere, the assistant at the side slipped away decisively and closed the door of the lounge.

This makes the atmosphere instantly more subtle.

Chris and Josie looked at each other, and the old lovers fell silent very tacitly, and Chris looked away first.

But at this moment, he heard Josie say, "I'm glad our relationship has improved, Chris."

Hearing this, Chris suddenly felt restless.

He didn't answer, but avoided her gaze, stood up and said, "I just heard that you were injured. Since you are fine, then, I think I should..."

"Don't." Josie's tone softened very rarely, making it impossible to refuse, "Come with me, just say something."

Chris pursed his lips, and sat back honestly.

He still didn't dare to look into her eyes, he just lowered his eyes to stare at his crossed fingers, and asked, "Where is the person who attacked you?"

"Took away by the police." Josie replied.

"I've heard your radio interviews," Chris said. "It's hard to imagine that anyone could hate you so much."

Josie laughed and said casually, "It's normal. Don't you too?"

Chris raised his head unexpectedly, and met Josie's eyes with a slight smile but a cold arc.

The cold white light of the dressing table approached her from the side, perfectly outlining the outline of her facial features, just as a film critic described, she is a blonde beauty in a cold tulle, her pupil color is like a vortex in the deep blue sea , with unparalleled appeal.

This made him suddenly feel that something familiar and heartbreaking had quietly penetrated his chest again.

After penetrating, it will leave an indelible mark.

Just like she did to him.

"I don't hate you that much." Chris didn't deny it, and his tone was self-deprecating, "It's just that I may not be perfect enough to deserve your flawless life."

"Well, it's ironic coming out of your mouth." Josie leaned forward, with her elbows on her knees and her chin in her hands, "Actually, it feels good to be with you, I hardly need to think, and I seem to do everything just to make myself happy, but there is more to life than that.”

"Which ones?" Chris asked stubbornly.

"Emmmm——" Josie paused, looked up at Chris, and said, "Date, kiss, go to bed?"

Chris couldn't help but sneered, and asked back, "Didn't I ask you if you wanted to settle down with me, Ah?"

"But I have no expectations for the marriage and family you expected." Josie tilted her head. "I'm not as perfect as you imagined. I don't even love dogs, and I don't have feelings for small furry animals."

Chris frowned subconsciously.

His extraordinarily keen intuition grasped some absurd possibility, and said in a subtle tone: "So, you want to break up with me just because I want to keep that dog."

Josie was silent for a few seconds, without denying it completely: "This is just one of the reasons."

"And, I made you feel bored." Chris's arrogance was extinguished immediately, "I admit, this is my fault."

After saying the word "break up", the rest obviously became much simpler.

Josie chuckled and shook her head: "Don't be stupid, Chris, that's just an excuse."

Chris only felt that his heart seemed to lose weight, drifting, unable to touch the ground, and raised some kind of hope that he didn't even know about.

The next second, he heard Josie continue to say: "I'm going to be 30 soon, I don't want to get married or have children, do you understand what I mean? So, it's not your fault, it's just our future The plans are different."

"Lie." Chris became unexpectedly alert, staring at Josie's beautiful face, and asked slowly, "Look at me, Josie, what are you afraid of?"

Josie opened her eyes slightly.

As if unwilling to be outdone, she tried her best to meet Chris' sight, which made the latter feel novelty and couldn't help but feel soft-hearted.

But he still tightened the corners of his lips, lowered his chin and eyebrows, let the shadows fall on the eyebrows, and silently stared at her.

Could Josie Horton be afraid?

It sounded as surprising as she could be sad and cry, given how clearly her heart was so palpable.

However, at this moment, Chris has no time to think too much.

He just felt that in this gap, he finally found his irreplaceable value to her. At this moment, he is important, even if he pierces her disguise, even if he disturbs her emotions, maybe because of that she doesn't want to A confessed love, she revealed her soft and sensitive side to him.

As if telling him: she can be hurt by him.

So Chris obeyed his will, and immediately leaned over to kiss Josie's slightly parted red lips, pried open the other's lips and teeth without any hindrance, and wantonly snatched the air she depended on for survival in his mouth.

Her lips were softer than he had imagined, but also colder.

But his heart landed.

The fortress Chris had spent so long building fell apart in an instant, and he couldn't help but close his eyes and lose himself in the kiss.

It's just that in a place where he couldn't see, Josie, who seemed to be passively bearing, curled her lips, and then slightly pressed her hands against his hard chest and arms, and tightly grasped his collar with her fingers.

This action obviously stimulated a certain string in Chris's heart.

He opened his eyes, stretched his hand through her ribs, inserted her hair from behind, held the back of her neck firmly, forced her to face him, then groped along the clear spinal line, and grabbed the waist Lifting her whole body up, she was easily placed on the dressing table.

At this time, the gown on her body was also opened up, revealing her snow-white arms and charming breastbone, and he discovered that she was only wearing a dark golden color with the neckline almost reaching the lower abdomen and the hem which dared to reach the root of the thigh. Silk dress.

He was starting to feel thirsty again, but obviously not looking for water.

What came into view was an extremely elegant face, which was completely opposite to the dress she was wearing. He lowered his head and stared closely at her eyes, his hands uncontrollably running all the way down her waistline, staying At the craziest high opening of the skirt, he touched the flimsy lace stockings, which seemed to be able to tear apart with a little effort.

After being torn apart, the scenery under her skirt can be seen at a glance.

But no.

He can't let her get himself so easily, at least not again.

After the kiss was over, their foreheads were pressed against their foreheads, their breaths became wobbly, and their intertwined eyes were like flames that were constantly sticking together.

"Chris..." Josie said hoarsely, her eyes were moist.

"Don't call me that." Chris closed his eyes patiently, took a deep breath, and opened his eyes to stare at her again, "God, don't look at me like that either. We've been apart for too long, give me some time. "

Having said that, Chris did not want to let go of Josie, but locked her in his arms even harder.

Josie, who was limp all over, let Chris hug her, her mind still a little dazed.

But her gaze has already passed over his strong shoulders and arms, and drifted to the mirror behind him to see his slightly raised and powerful back muscles, forming a classic V shape with the sharply narrowed waist and hips, and then...

Well, Chris got crafty too.

He even learned to wow people. ——Is this a good thing?

Josie looked away, trying to calm down the restlessness in her heart.

And Chris took a few more deep breaths, barely restrained the ups and downs, held Josie's hand in his own, and tried to pretend not to care and said, "If you still want to take back that sentence, I can pretend that you didn't." heard."

- Of course it refers to the sentence "break up".

Their eyes met, and he could kiss the tip of her nose when he lowered his head, so close that he could count how many eyelashes the other party had.

None of this is annoying.

Chris is almost 90.00% sure that Josie fell in love with him again, because she was also fully involved in the kiss just now, and it was more passionate and lingering, and even gave birth to an illusion that they had never been separated.

Josie didn't speak, but just smiled.

With such a smile, it feels as if he has been pulled out of the short-term confusion and fascination just now, and put on the mask of indifference and alienation again.

Chris' heart inevitably sank.