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"The apple is good." Josie swallowed the piece of apple without answering directly.

"Really?" Henry's eyes fell on her lips, "I haven't tasted it yet."

Now Josie understood.

She looked back straight at the past, put her hands on the edge of the island, and asked: "You are not going to tell me right away, and you are going to taste it like this—"

Before he could finish speaking, Henry's kiss had already fallen.

After sweeping her soft lips like a gust of wind, he let go of her, but gently rubbed the red lips like rose petals in front of him with his fingers stained with apple juice.

"Why don't you face your own emotions, Josie?" His tone seemed to be the same as before, but it made people catch some kind of repressed and hidden color, "You care about me. And you should know, The only thing I care about is how you feel about me."

The sweet smell of apples floated in Josie's nostrils.

Followed by it, there is also the taste of Henry's cologne, a touch of tea and woody smokiness.

Their breaths are somewhat intertwined.

Josie moved her eyelashes and looked up at Henry.

Trapping her between his hot chest and the cold marble of his back, he moved no further than to say, "I've always known the rules of your game, and I don't mind Evans. He's a good guy." people who can make you happy."

—but that's all.

"You mean, lover?" Josie's lips curled up a little, not hiding her inner scrutiny.

"If you want." Henry lowered his head and turned his face, "I won't refuse you, you know."

The tip of his nose was only a few tenths of a centimeter away from touching Josie's face, but he just watched her silently, his eyes were like misty and gentle petals, with the texture of velvet and the color of roses.

The atmosphere quickly became ambiguous.

They were so close that they could feel each other's breath.

Josie moved her lips, hesitated for a moment, did not speak, and did not immediately refuse.

So Henry decisively seized the gap.

"Now, your lover will fulfill his duty..."

Accompanied by this murmur, he kissed her lips lightly, and inserted his male hands into her hair, which was as gentle as soothing, making people relax involuntarily.

The woody breath gradually took over with every breath she took.

This man in front of you is like some kind of calorie bomb that makes people taste the marrow. You know that one bite will be extremely delicious and very decompressing, but with a vague sense of guilt.

Because while he was tempting her all the time, he was also quietly challenging her basic morality.

But the truth is, hadn't she already made her choice when she walked into this apartment?

She blinked her eyes, raised her head and hooked his neck, and waited until the other party could react, and took the initiative to deepen the kiss.

Slightly taken aback, he suddenly picked her up and placed her whole on the marble table, and kissed her deeply.

She leaned back, bearing the kiss over and over again, while reaching out to undo his belt buckle, but was stopped.

Then, he paused the kiss, straightened his waist, first took off his shirt, and then slowly tore off the metal piece on the belt buckle.

He stared at her eyes without blinking the whole time, making his mouth dry with sexiness.

He knew how to tease her emotions so well.

She held her breath lightly, and stared uncontrollably at the sculpture-like body in front of her. Every muscle on it was tight and beautiful, rising and falling with his breathing.

And this line of sight is also like a strange stimulant.The chin, collarbone, pectoral muscles, and lower abdomen, where she could see, seemed to be sprinkled with flakes of burning coals, almost burning him and his entire heart.

Everything that followed became logical.

He clasped her very tightly, pressing her down on the black marble countertop, her messy long golden hair was spread out, her fiery body was stimulated by the cold temperature below her, and she subconsciously leaned into his embrace , trying to get warm from it.

But it's clearly not the best way he's worked out for her.

He suppressed it with absolute power, and didn't use too many techniques, just threw magma into the silent deep sea, icy cold and hot, huge waves and strong winds, and the raging waves almost drowned.

Finally, he gazed down at her.

She was shaking all over.The skin exposed in the air reflected dizzying light, and her face became so fragile and sensitive, her eyes trembled slightly, and her red lips were almost unconsciously bitten out of blood.

When it was unbearable, he was the only driftwood she could hold on to, and she could only cling to him tightly.

Such a scene completely satisfied a certain factor dormant in his bones.

Therefore, he did not rush to move, but stretched out his hand and stroked slowly along her breastbone, showing extreme restraint.

However, the body temperatures of the two are still connected together, and the atmosphere of joy is permeating the surroundings.

At this moment, Josie gradually pulled away from the last moment, raised her eyes wearily, and saw that Henry was looking at her with strange and dangerous emotions in his eyes, but after making contact with her eyes, those emotions immediately disappeared. Disappeared, as if it was just her illusion.

He lightly stroked her waist twice with his fingers, "Very good, it seems we can continue."

He was infatuated with her like some people are infatuated with expensive luxuries.

It's just that the luxury item named "Josie Horton" is so unique and unparalleled.

Perhaps this is also love?

Henry couldn't be sure.

The only thing he can be sure of is that he must never talk about his love to her lightly, nor let her notice this hidden love.

Two weeks later, Josie ended her job in Los Angeles.

Since she would be staying in London for a long time, her friend Ernest Dawson helped her find a local real estate agent and bought an apartment not far from the set.

The producer of the film crew asked Josie if she needed to airlift the furniture from the United States, but she refused. She just asked the assistant to arrange a decoration company and a cleaning company to renovate the new home in London like a well-decorated hotel.

Fortunately, Henry will come over.

Sometimes with some flowers or small ornaments, sometimes it may be just a linen tablecloth that he thinks is good in the street window, and this new home slowly begins to have a breath of life.

Of course, because of work, he doesn’t stay in London for too long each time, and often flies between London-Los Angeles-New York. It’s just that he doesn’t know when his first stop in London is not. It was his apartment again, but Josie's "home" near the set.

Oh, "home".

He likes that adjective, even though she probably doesn't.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, she doesn't care about these details, she only regards this place as a place to stay and rest temporarily.

Get up and work out, read the script, have a production meeting or rehearsal, and then head back to the residence.

This is Josie's day.

If Henry was in London, he would pick her up from get off work with a bouquet of flowers, go to dinner at home or out, watch a movie in his private theater or go for a walk in the neighborhood, but he would never hold hands or kiss in public.

Only, when he got back in the car or the apartment, he always kissed her especially ferociously.

Their bodies fit so well that it was hard to tell whether it was pure desire or something mixed with so-called love.

But soon, Henry's exclusive time came to an abrupt end.

Like an alien who broke in suddenly, Chris Evans appeared in the Field Theater where the crew of "Perfect Blue" was rehearsing on a supposedly sweet afternoon.

Even when Chris walked up to Henry, the latter was immersed in the moving performance on stage.

Until he asked aloud, "Who is that?"

Standing in the shadow of the curtain, Henry glanced at the uninvited guest, silently refusing to pay attention.

However, Chris asked again: "That curly-haired kid who just acted opposite Josie and kept looking at her, who is that?"

"He's just one of her partners, short-term." Henry had no choice but to answer, and said, "If you can't help but be jealous, the door is behind you. Get out."

Chris smirked at Henry.

When the rehearsal came to an end, he walked out from behind the curtain and quietly came behind the heroine who was surrounded by people.

Then shouted: "Surprise!"

He smiled foolishly, picked her up amidst Josie's soft exclamation, turned around a few times pretentiously and unscrupulously, and leaned forward to kiss her again, not caring about the eyes of other people in the theater, not even Don't worry about being photographed secretly.

For a moment, Henry couldn't help being jealous.

Still, he just smiled when Josie mentioned it, and told her, "I'm not jealous.—Or, do you want me to be?"

Josie was a little dazed.

After a few seconds, she realized and smiled too.

Then, as they collapsed on the thick carpet, she leaned in and kissed his chin and jawline, treating him for the first time in a gesture of total control.

Afterwards, she asked him, "Why me?"

"I don't know." He stroked her spine, adding, "I wish I knew."

This answer seemed to please Josie.

She lay lazily on his chest, her whole body was terribly lazy and willful, her blue eyes were bright, and there was a slight smile on her lips.

So far, there seems to be a real tacit understanding between them.

Eve Price always emphasized the friendship between the two, and told them to restrain themselves from time to time. At least Henry should not post photos of Josie on social platforms too frequently, even though most of them were just a rose, A piece of clothing, or a strand of hair.

But that's enough to make one wonder.

After all, "Josie Horton" is one of the celebrities with the most fans on the Internet. People pay a lot of attention to her scandal, and "Henry Cavill" is a popular niche student who is on the rise. She and His CP is particularly good at getting clues from clues.

However, regarding this matter, Henry, who has always been good at listening to opinions, behaved quite rebelliously. Every time he simply agreed, he turned his head and continued to go his own way.

This made Eve have to call Josie to complain: "I swear, I never knew that Henry Cavill had such a love brain before. I'm afraid he himself is your most fanatical CP fan!"

"Isn't that interesting?" Josie didn't care.

"You call this funny?" Eve asked back, and said, "For God's sake, tell me, Oscar invited Henry and Chris to present the award together, do you think I should decline for him?"

In fact, Eve certainly didn't refuse for her client.

No matter how many people complain about Grandpa Oscar every year, as long as it is still Oscar, or the movie event with the highest ratings and the greatest influence on the planet, the ex-husband and ex-wife can coexist harmoniously on the red carpet and at the awards ceremony, even during the entire awards season. The prize-winning process will also help each other.

Such as James Cameron's "Avatar" and Catherine Bigelow's "The Hurt Locker".

When two equally good-looking superhero actors appeared on the stage of the Oscars at the same time, even the director of the night couldn't help but mischievously gave the best actress nominee and superstar sitting in the first row A close-up.

But what is disappointing and natural is that Josie in the camera is still calm, even the arc of her smile is almost perfect, and the sense of relaxation that belongs to the great beauty completely overflows the screen.

And this shot became one of the best shots of the night, and soon became a real-time hot search on Ttime.