Chapter 172 What else is more refreshing than this?

… Just like the first moment when she heard her breaking with her husband, Vronsky unconsciously fell into a natural feeling that was caused by his own relationship with the insulted husband.

The blazing afternoon sun shrouded on the balcony, sprinkling a golden light, but the sound of reading aloud in the cool shadows had stopped.

Sophie Marceau raised his arm and placed it on his forehead, looked up at the blue sky along the edge of the parasol, and then sighed quietly.

After posting this for a few minutes, she picked up the book in her hand again, but this time she did not read it again.

She has read this French version of "Anna Karenina" countless times, and she is already quite familiar with the direction of the plot. She often compares and analyzes it with the adapted script. In addition, she has also communicated with the decided director Angel Vicca several times, so she is confident of performing that charm.

This role tests your acting skills for you, because after all, you are different from Russian women in appearance, and you must be 'like'.Do you know the meaning of this Chinese word?That is to say, giving the audience a sense that what is clearly not very similar, but what is inside is exactly the same.

This sentence suddenly rang in Sophie's ears again.

That's why I worked so hard, right?She asked herself in her heart.Then a feeling of irritability surged up, which made her suddenly lose the interest to continue reading.

Slap, throwing the novel onto the small round table next to it, Sophie stood up and walked back and forth on the balcony, then looked up to the direction of the English Channel.

That guy should still be hugging left and right in London, right?

It's so hell, how could I become like this.

Sophie returned to the house, poured herself a glass of red wine and took another big sip and sighed.

Since Adrian left that day, she has not been in contact with her for almost two weeks. The only time she saw him was at the live broadcast of Princess Diana's funeral, which made her suddenly feel uncomfortable.

You know, in the past, every two or three days, he would either call or send a letter.

He won't say too much, whether it's phone or letter, he only has a few words. Most of the time, Sophie would choose to make a few perfunctory words, but now it's suddenly gone, but it makes people feel uncomfortable.

Well, it’s better to go back to the movie. If this movie gets good reviews, it will open up further in Hollywood... Damn it, this is his words again!

Sophie turned the wine glass in her hand dullly, and her melancholy temperament was fully revealed. Coupled with the sensational appearance of her nipples, everyone who saw it couldn't help but want to hold her in her arms to take care of her.

At this moment, the doorbell rang, and Sophie, who was thinking, was awakened immediately. She walked to the stairs and looked at the door in a daze.

I remember that I had asked the agent to turn down all the invitations for the past few days. She just wanted to have a good rest at home for two or three days, and this was her other small villa. Not many people knew about it. Who would come to find her?

With questions, Sophie came to the door, leaned over Maoyan and looked at it, and screamed in shock, then grabbed her hair and pulled her clothes in a panic. She didn't know what to do.

God Ah, why is he here!Shouldn't he be in London?Sophie thought depressedly, at this moment, she was scattered with her hair and wearing a fat shirt and shorts. This image was really not very good-looking.

When the doorbell rang for the second time, Sophie suddenly calmed down again. The panic came and went suddenly. She looked at the door for several seconds, then slightly tidied up her hair, then opened the door, hugged her arms and showed a cold face to the man outside: Why are you here?

Thank God, I thought you were not at home.Adrian showed relief, I'm so happy to see you, Sophie.

After saying that, as if she didn't see her cold appearance, she completely pushed the door open and walked into the room, making the beautiful woman feel very angry.

I'm asking you, Ed!Sophie closed the door and shouted angrily.

You look so... extraordinary.

Adrian, who was sitting on the sofa without hesitation, reached out to gesture to her figure in the air, very casual, relaxed, lazy, and attractive.

Yeah?Sophie couldn't help but smile when she heard the praise, but soon reacted and stamped her feet in annoyance: Ed!

What's wrong?Adrian shrugged, "Do I miss you? Can't I come to Paris to see you?"

Well... Sophie lost her words for a while, and after a while, he asked resentfully: How much did you spend to buy my agent?

I didn't spend money, I just told Dominic sincerely that I really wanted to see you, so he gave me the address.Adrian spread his hands.

How could Sophie believe this rhetoric? She knew very well that many French people opposed her going to Hollywood to develop. Dominic Bethhard also repeatedly persuaded her to take on some French or European movies to change this public opinion tendency, but Adrian suggested that she focus completely on Hollywood.

You have that potential, the potential that makes everyone no longer admire your appearance and figure, but your acting skills. You just haven't met someone who can discover this potential.

That's what he said at the time.

Of course, Sophie also knew that they each had their own little thoughts. If she were ten years ago, she might not understand the key points, but she would not be able to see it after spending ten years awakening from being overwhelmed by love.

Dominic is her agent, and her income is naturally closely related to her work, but he knows nothing about Hollywood. He was in charge of "Brave Heart" before, but since "The Patient in the UK", the American agent recommended by Adrian has taken over. If Sophie shifts her focus to Hollywood...

As for Adrian, he needs no need to say what he thinks.

What to order?Coffee or black tea?Sophie, who gave up fighting with him, turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

Of course it was the coffee you made by yourself.Adrian said with a smile, of course, Sufi had to roll his eyes.

goat!

Sophie grinded her coffee beans with gritted teeth, and turned it fast as if it was Adrian's thing, and she wanted to pull it off.

But when she really started to think about it, she couldn't help but sigh again.

At first, she did have the idea of ​​using his ability to go to the next level, but this guy didn't play according to common sense. After gaining her trust with Ruchun's clever tongue, he began to be careless and infringement.

Sophie still remembers all the things that happened in the garden that day, especially when she listened to the loud moans of the men and women outside the bushes, the scene where the other party covered her mouth and entered the deepest part was very clear. Whenever she thought about it in private, the stimulating feeling made her subconsciously rub her legs.

Well, he is very talented and charming, and understands women's thoughts very well. He always talks about topics she wants to hear when chatting. They also have something in common in many places. When she lies in his arms, the sense of security is also very comfortable.

I have cared for that man for almost ten years, why can’t I find a man who cares about me?

if……

If he hadn't had ambiguous relationship with so many women, he even had a child with one of them...

What's wrong?Adrian, who was tasting his coffee, suddenly asked.

What's wrong?Sophie, who was curled up on the sofa, held her chin with one hand, suddenly came to her senses.

Why do you suddenly give people a feeling of...sadness?Adrian said seriously.

Sophie couldn't help but be stunned for a while, and then she smiled bitterly after a moment, shook her head but didn't say anything.

If you have any unhappy things, it is best to say them out. If someone helps share some of them, your unhappiness will be reduced a lot.

Adrian said tenderly as he held her hand and looked at her big brown eyes.

Thanks, Ed.Sophie laughed, it was nothing.

It seems that I'm too tactful.Adrian suddenly said this, Actually, what I mean is, if you have any unhappy things, you might as well say it to make me happy.

Ed!Sophie immediately shouted, lifting the cushion and about to smash it.

Under Adrian's conditioning, the atmosphere in the room became lively. After a fight, a man and a woman started chatting again. It was similar to before. The topic changed quite quickly, with laughter and quarrel, which seemed quite harmonious.

It soon became dark. After talking about Victor Hugo's "Les Miserables", Adrian looked at the time and reached out to Sophie: Can I have dinner with you, Sophie?

Well... Sophie hesitated, let's forget it, Ed, I...

I insisted.Adrian didn't give her a chance to speak.

Sophie frowned, but quickly smoothed it out again, and sighed: OK, I promise you.

After saying that, she got up and went into the room to clean up and dress up. It took almost an hour to finish it. She changed into a simple goose yellow dress, her hair drooped softly on her shoulders, and her face was thin and pink, making her look particularly delicate.

No matter what you wear, Sophie.Adrian said in admiration.

Sophie shrugged: So, where are you going next?

The car is already waiting at the door, you will know when you arrive.Adrian smiled slightly, and then added: Let's get another coat, the place we are going to will be a little cold.

Although she was confused, Sophie still did what he said.

After coming out, it was already dark and the city lights were lit up early, and the lights were dim.

There was indeed a car parked outside the villa, which was a black Rolls Reus Silver Spurs. Even if it was not an extended type, it was a top-notch sedan.

Can you put this on?After she got into the car with curiosity, Adrian actually took out a black cloth and looked at her with a smile.

What exactly do you want to do?Sophie looked at him with some vigilance.

This is a surprise, and I hope to uncover the mystery at the last moment.Adrian said with a smile, then leaned into her ear: Don't worry, I won't do that kind of thing again.

Sophie's face suddenly turned red, and she glared at him fiercely.

Adrian once went to Paris to see her. They were having sex enthusiastically in the living room. He took advantage of her lack of fabric to cover her eyes, then picked her up from behind, coaxed her and said that she had already carried her to the window facing the street. You can imagine how stimulating it was for her.

Sophie was angry for several days in the end, and Adrian coaxed her for a long time before she could calm her down.

Sophie, can you believe me?Adrian said in a sincere tone.

After hesitating for a while, Sophie gritted her teeth and finally took it over and blindfolded her eyes with her own hands.

The car started immediately, and there was nothing to say along the way, but Adrian always held her hand in his hand.

It took about 20 minutes before the car finally stopped. With Adrian's support, Sophie got out of the car and walked for a long distance before entering the elevator.

I have to say that Adrian was still very considerate and kept a low voice in her ear to remind the road conditions.

But along the way, Sophie's doubts only increased and continued to decrease. They should be in the elevator now, but what elevator will go up for several minutes and it will take less than the end?

And just now, her high heels twitched to the ground, as if they were hitting the steel?

Just as she was guessing randomly, the black cloth covered with her eyes suddenly took it down. Although the light here was not so strong, Sophie subconsciously narrowed her eyes, but she quickly saw the surrounding scenery and then grew up uncontrollably.

They are now at least 800 feet above the sky, surrounded by steel. Standing in front of the railing, they can completely overlook the entire brightly lit Paris. The city seems to have become a huge map, with a variety of avenues and alleys marking countless lines of different widths and narrowness in the light. If her memory is correct, this should be...

Welcome to the Eiffel Tower, Ms. Sophie Marceau.The waiter came over and owed her with a smile.

This...this...Sophie stuttered, I couldn't speak at all.

Come on, my beautiful lady.

Adrian took her hand and walked towards the fence that he had approached. There was a round table where several candles were burning in the olive-shaped glass bottle, emitting a soft light. A beautiful rose was inserted in the vase in the middle. A musician was serenade not far from the waiter. There was nothing around. Everything seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, which looked romantic and charming.

Until she sat down at the round table, Sophie still looked like she was in a dream. Until the bread basket was put down, the waiter put the recipe in front of her and she woke up.

I'm not dreaming.Sophie asked with a blink of an eye, but the sound of wind whistling past her from time to time told her that it was all true.

Order first.Adrian smiled and opened the recipe.

How come the French dinners are missing foie gras and snails?

The food is especially delicious under the cooking of the top chef, and with music and this special environment, this romantic dinner almost made Sophie unable to suppress herself.

Like many people, after the meal, he specially invited the chef to come up after taking the elevator and met. After a few greetings and resting for several minutes, Adrian immediately bowed to Sophie: Can you please dance?

Sophie's face was flushed and a faint smile, and she stretched out her hand without hesitation.

Adrian snapped his fingers, and the musicians who had already rested immediately started a cheerful waltz, and the two hugged each other, dancing in the wonderful music and the whistling wind. Sophie was very happy from the giggles that sounded from time to time.

Oh, Ed, Oh, Ed... At the end of the song, Sophie had already lay on Adrian, muttering the other person's name, her eyes full of intoxication.

After a long time, she straightened up and looked back and saw that no one was here anymore. Adrian didn't know when he let the musician and waiters go down. If it weren't for the small round table where it was still placed and the candles in the glass bottle were still burning, she might have thought it was a dream again.

How did you... do it?Sophie couldn't help asking, even though she had guessed a little, you should know at this time...

Well, it has taken a lot of effort to book the third floor observation deck and owe a lot of favors, but... it is all worth it, especially when the sad look no longer appears on your face.

Adrian said, his fingers gently slashing across her face.

Sophie looked at him steadily, something was spinning in her eyes. Although Adrian said it lightly, she knew it wouldn't be that easy, especially the last sentence...

The next second, she suddenly kissed Adrian's mouth and started sucking desperately.

Adrian also tasted her tongue without hesitation, and his hands began to wander up and down her body.

The two of them leaned against the fence and lingered repeatedly, confying their desires to each other with their lips and tongue until Adrian picked up Sophie's skirt.

Ai...Ed... Wait... She realized this when his hand slid into the inner side of his thigh, but unfortunately she was unable to fight under his soothing.

It doesn't matter, if I don't call them, they won't come up.Adrian said as he accelerated his attack.

But...but...Sophie wants to struggle for a while.

Look, Sophie, look at the beautiful night view of Paris and the endless stream of vehicles below.

Adrian leaned over to her ear and bit her delicate ear beads gently. What else is more exciting than this?

Oh... you bastard... you damn bastard... Sophie murmured, turned her head encouragedly, and could see countless lights even if she couldn't hear the sound. She raised her head to look at the dark sky. She closed her eyes and changed from slight resistance to complete catering in the whistling wind.

Then, Sophie was picked up, Adrian, who was kissing her, went deeper without hesitation, and her underwear hung under her high heels and began to sway with the rhythm.

Seeing Sophie who was moaning completely, Adrien was extremely satisfied. What else is more refreshing than having sex with the French love on the symbol of Paris?