The bite was really hard at the beginning, and after more than half a month, the wound on the arm in front of me still had a scab. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Under the pale yellow light on the side of the tennis court, Carmen Cayce looked down at the bite mark on Eric's arm, but suddenly an inexplicable thought suddenly occurred in her mind, and the bite was crooked. When this thought arose, she immediately felt a little weak, and the guilt in her heart became a little thicker.

How can you think about these things yourself.

Glancing cautiously at the side, fortunately, he was not staring at himself, so he was relieved.

Retracting her gaze, her slender fingers lightly touched the scar, and after hesitating for a moment, she looked at his side face and whispered, "The scar should be curable." ”

"I'm not going to cure it," Eric shook his head with a smile, "I remember someone said that real men should have a few scars on their bodies." ”

According to her temperament, if someone else said so, she would definitely sneer at each other, and she was bitten out by a woman, is it very promising?

However, at this time, hearing him say this, she suddenly felt a little flustered.

If he doesn't get rid of the scar on his arm, it will be difficult for her to get rid of this kind of connection with him.

I can't help but recall all the things of these days again.

From Gisele Bundchen bullying herself, to the encounter at the Long Island Racecourse, to the later peak turnaround and the kidnapping of her mother during Paris Fashion Week.

Although before today, the two had only met for a very short time, and it was definitely a very unbearable encounter. However, she felt that this man had suddenly completely invaded her life, like air everywhere. Even, she herself unconsciously developed an indescribable dependence on him, and when she heard the news of her mother's abduction, the first thing she thought of was the figure who had been bitten by herself.

People who know her will think she is too stubborn.

Only she knows that she has never been a strong girl. Due to her parents' divorce and unstable social environment, she grew up living in an insecure atmosphere.

Girls in the fashion industry are less in the habit of saving than most Westerners, and some hedonistic girls are eager to overdraw their salaries for the next few years, but because of their lack of security, she will habitually save money, and is often ridiculed by her friends as a miser.

Still, since that day, the deep-seated insecurities that had accumulated since she was very young have rarely bothered her.

Maybe.

It seems that it is not bad not to get rid of this kind of involvement with him.

After being stunned for a while, he found that he was still holding the man's arm, and he didn't seem to have any intention of taking it back. After a moment's hesitation, she carefully wrapped the bandage she had just untied and helped him remove her sleeve, and without any further movement, she planned to let him put his arm across her knee.

However, when she straightened her sleeves, the man took his arms back.

"By the way, pretty girls don't eat, but you should be hungry, right?"

She nodded subconsciously.

However, I suddenly remembered this very familiar sentence.

The little girl named Emma said, "Daddy said that beautiful girls don't eat." ”

Father?!

She has a very good impression of Emma and thinks that Emma's dad must be a very interesting person, and later she attacks Eric Williams and feels very guilty about the possible impact on the family.

But at this point, she suddenly straightened out something.

It turned out that he was the one he had always found interesting.

It's just that.

Daddy, daughter, daddy, daughter.

Although these days, because of the attention to him, she has also seen gossip news that he already has children.

But after confirming it at this time, the mood couldn't help but be a little more complicated.

Well, though, feel like you may not have that qualification.

However, she did have some taste.

Eric didn't know what she was thinking, so he stood up and said, "Let's go, let's go get something to eat, I'm a little hungry too." ”

She stood up somewhat mechanically and followed Eric towards the villa.

Leaving the tennis court and walking on the manor's road, she hesitated, but couldn't help asking, "Emma, is it your daughter?"

"yes," Eric didn't know why she suddenly asked this, but nodded his head, "Still, it's an adopted daughter, to be exact." By the way, the next time you see Emma, you'll have to formally apologize to her, you scared her out last time. ”

She snorted.

But the mind suddenly relaxed.

Although there are still a few small shadows in the impression of that horse farm.

However, because of a certain ostrich mentality, she didn't plan to ask any more questions.

Follow him into the shell villa on the edge of the cliff, which is really big, like a palace.

It's just that the two of them walked inside, and it was still late at night, and it inevitably seemed a little empty and even deserted.

He seemed to enjoy the feeling, and she quickly got used to the atmosphere.

With him to the kitchen, the two of them prepared a simple supper herself, and she helped awkwardly beside her. Of course, she can do housework, but out of a woman's instinct, she feels that she should be clumsy.

After making supper, she didn't go to the restaurant again, she sat down at the small bar in the corner of the kitchen with two plates, and watched the man share a glass of hot milk for herself, she quickly picked it up, took a small sip, noticed the smile on the corner of the man's mouth, and immediately felt a little embarrassed.

There is a faint warmth in my heart.

Eric briefly cleaned up the kitchen utensils, sat down next to the girl, picked up a piece of bread and spread the jam, and took the initiative to find a topic: "What have you been busy with lately?"

Carmen Kath shook her head: "Fashion Week has just ended, everyone is resting, but Paul is helping me talk about an endorsement." ”

"Well, I'm staying in Los Angeles for a while, and I'll go to New York for Easter, and I'll take you back with me then. ”

Although I was prepared, I didn't even resist psychologically.

It's just that hearing Eric say this, Carmen Keys's face still turned slightly red, and she didn't dare to look to the side anymore.

Eric said, "What endorsement is Paul talking about for you, I see if I can help?"

"One of Dior's perfumes has basically been discussed. ”

"Oh, which series?"

"It's a new line," says Carmen Keys, "and they say, 'The Real Me.'" ”

Eric nodded, but suddenly remembered something, looked up at the girl next to him for a moment, and couldn't help laughing: "This is a coincidence." ”

The former Dio True Self, the more well-known spokesperson is Charlize Theron.

But as soon as Carmen Cays reminded him, Eric remembered a very gorgeous poster of the golden goddess of Dio Real Self, although after so many years, the memories brought by his previous life have been somewhat distorted, but if you compare them carefully, the girl in the poster is not Carmen Cays next to her. If your guess is correct, she may well be the first spokesperson for Dio Realme.

Carmen Keith couldn't have read Eric's thoughts, so she just looked at her suspiciously.

"Now, ask Paul to send a copy of Dior's real self tomorrow," Eric didn't explain, and said with a smile: "I'll help you consult, speaking of which, I'm actually a very good advertising director." ”

Not understanding why he was so excited, Carmen Kaith nodded.

After supper, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

After cleaning up the dishes and leaving the kitchen, the atmosphere inevitably became beautiful again.

Feeling her heart pounding, Carmen Keith obediently followed Eric to the luxurious round bedroom at the top of the Shell Villa. The man helped her prepare some makeshift toiletries and pushed her into the bathroom.

I don't know how long it took for her to come out of the bathroom, wearing a large bathrobe, and her freshly washed hair was completely dry.

Eric leaned against the head of the bed, looking through a book he didn't know what it was, and when he saw her come out, he patted the side.

So he walked over, lifted the quilt, carefully climbed onto the big bed, hesitated, or took off the bathrobe on his body, revealing his slender body wearing a close-fitting BRA and bottoms, and quietly burrowed under the quilt.

Eric watched her movements, smiled, put down the book in his hand, turned off the lights in the bedroom, and lay down as well.

The sudden darkness made her heart relax a little, but her body was still slightly tense as she felt the movements of the man next to her.

A hand reached over and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her to the other side, and then leaning gently over the man's strength until his back was against the man's chest.

"Sleep, I have to get up early tomorrow to work, men are really miserable. ”

The two leaned together, and she found that she did not dislike the breath of the man behind her at all, and even secretly sniffed to distinguish the fragrance of shower gel emanating from his body.

Hearing him say this again, my body couldn't help relaxing.

It's just that, after a while, that hand didn't honestly untie her BRA.

Thinking that he was going to do something bad after all, she pursed her lips slightly, but she didn't resist, and couldn't help but raise her hand to help.

It felt like he threw the BRA out, and then it didn't move again.

Of course, it wasn't that there was no movement, and that hand took the place of the BRA.

After another moment, the man didn't make any further movements, and her slightly rapid breathing calmed down again.

It's just that I can't help but have some thoughts.

Wouldn't he be too small?

As if reading her thoughts, the man's voice sounded in his ears: "Don't think nonsense, go to sleep." ”

Even in the dark, her face was red.

Biting her lip, perhaps to hide her weakness just now, she said with a little dissatisfaction in her tone, "Your hand?"

So the hand moved down a little understandingly.

It must be too small.

She wrinkled her nose and inexplicably had such a thought.

The man behind him quickly whispered again, "You're too thin." ”

She paused and whispered, "If you're fat, you won't be able to find a job." ”

"Well," the man's hand patted her on the waist soothingly, "and it won't be anymore." ”

Hearing this, she was stunned, and a sense of peace of mind overflowed in her heart.

So he took the initiative to reach over and gently pressed the back of the man's hand on his waist.

The big hand didn't seem to be used to this passive position, and quickly flipped over, and the two hands shifted positions, covering her small hand in the palm of her hand.

Feeling the warmth of the man's palm, she hooked the corners of her mouth, completely relaxed, and fell asleep unconsciously.