At four o'clock in the afternoon, she went to the kitchen and began to prepare dinner. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Secretly studied the recipe of Italian bacon pizza for two days.

I want to surprise him today.

She has been living in the estate for five days since last weekend, and although she occasionally feels like a canary that has been raised, most of the time, she feels very content and fulfilled.

Although he was busy, or very busy, he didn't make her feel left out in the slightest.

She could feel that he was obviously not the kind of man who was good at pleasing women, but as long as she got along with him, his confidence, casualness and humor, and even occasional loneliness and alienation, could form a natural attraction to women.

She even felt that he had a very mysterious ability to pull a woman into his personal little world without even knowing it, like a wizard.

So, after a few days of getting along, she found that she suddenly became interested in many things that she had not been exposed to before, because these were all things he had mentioned to him. Moreover, he will unconsciously wipe out the little insight that exists in her little brain. She felt that the only thing she was better than him was that she could speak Estonian, and then he could now speak a lot of common spoken dialogue in Estonia.

On Tuesday, he secretly took her to Firefly Studios to see a sample of the movie he was making. It's really secret, and she looks like she's afraid that her little lover will be bullied by her big wife, so she is cautious and very exciting.

Firefly Studios has a very large movie theater called IMAX. Although it was only a short three-minute shot, with 3D eyes, looking at the three-story three-story three-dimensional space scene in front of her, she was still shocked.

It turns out that the movie can still be like this.

And then I feel very proud.

However, there are times of sadness.

He didn't come back on Wednesday night, although he called back and told her not to forget to eat dinner, go to bed early, etc. But she was still like a little resentful woman, deliberately did not eat dinner, and stubbornly shrunk on the sofa in the living room all night and did not go to sleep.

Until early in the morning, when she heard a noise very early, she thought he was back, and ran out in surprise, only to find that it was two identical Russian girls, taking the maids to do a routine cleaning of the villa.

So the mood became even worse.

Estonians all hate Russians.

Or.

Hatred, to be precise.

Because that country brought too many disasters to Estonia, in the war of that year, Estonians died one-fifth, and after the war, Estonia was annexed by the Soviet Union, and hundreds of thousands of survivors were exiled to the bitter cold of Siberia, and very few were able to come back.

Today, less than half of Estonia's population of more than one million people is the original Estonian nation.

The two Russian girls behaved politely to her, but also with obvious detachment.

Naturally, she will not deliberately get close to the other party.

So she stayed in the small corner on the west side of the glass curtain wall, where an easel was erected, and the dye he had mixed himself, and the golden outline that had just been sketched on the drawing board, which was the real self perfume poster he had designed for her.

Holding a pillow and sitting on the sofa menacingly, like a small beast that has temporarily enclosed its territory, staring closely at the maids who were cleaning in the villa, not letting them come close, nor letting the twins get close.

Until everyone leaves.

The villa was quiet again.

She was deflated.

After all, I still understand that he can't belong to himself.

Then, in the evening, when the man returned, and with a gentle whisper, she quickly regained that dependence on him.

I'm really hopeless.

This hateful man, as if he has everything for granted, but like the devil, the woman unknowingly falls into the identity of the owned.

I want to bite him again.

Thoughts fluttered as I prepared dinner.

It wasn't until the smell of pizza came out of the oven that she immediately woke up from her daze, hurriedly put on heat-insulating gloves, and took the pizza out.

Waiting for it to cool a little, she picked up a very small piece from the side and put it in her mouth to taste it.

It's too little, I don't taste it, and I don't know if it's good or not.

However, I don't want to cut a piece from a whole piece of pizza, so it will definitely not look good.

"What do you secretly eat?"

Suddenly the familiar voice came from behind her, and she turned around, smiled, and raised her freshly baked pizza at him, asking for credit.

Eric walked over with a smile, sniffed at the plate she was holding, and nodded, "Yes, it must be delicious." ”

"I, not necessarily, the first time I've done it."

"Now, I'll taste it."

Eric said, picking up a knife and fork from the side, cutting off a small piece and putting it in his mouth, and after a moment, nodding with satisfaction, he cut another piece and handed it to her mouth.

She opened her mouth and took it in her mouth, poking her head down a little before she ate it all.

Naturally, I have eaten pizza at a restaurant before.

It's not as delicious as anyone else makes.

However, since he nodded, it must be okay.

Anyway.

I put a lot of thought into it.

"Let's make another salad," said Eric, watching her finish, "I remember there were oranges in the fridge, and I was in charge of the juice, so that dinner would be enough." ”

She nodded, walked to the refrigerator with him, began to pick up the ingredients, and found a topic a little: "Do you still have to work tomorrow?" ”

Eric shook his head and said, "I won't work tomorrow, how about taking you to Santa Rosa Island to play?" ”

She curled the corners of her mouth slightly, but said, "You haven't finished painting that poster for me yet." ”

"It happened to be brought to Santa Rosa Island to paint, and it must have been a good feeling there," Eric said, adding, "Also, we'll go to New York together the day after tomorrow." ”

I just got a carrot in my hand and almost fell off.

My heart suddenly felt a little empty.

In just a few days, she fantasized more than once that she would stay here forever, and it seemed, it was not bad. Even if you have to see those two Russian girls every week, you can barely bear it.

It's just that I still have to leave in the end.

However, by his side, she subconsciously didn't want him to see through her mind.

So he nodded naturally and said, "Okay, I should go back too, Paul said, there will be a few important catwalks in Tokyo next month, and I hope I can go." ”

"Next month, Tokyo?"

"Hmm."

"I don't know if I can run into it," Eric said after taking some warm water and soaking a few oranges in it, taking the juicer out of the closet, "I should also go to Tokyo next month for the premiere of "Iron Man." ”

She was a little puzzled: "Is "Iron Man" going to premiere in Tokyo? ”

"Of course, it's not just Tokyo," Eric laughs, "and Los Angeles and London, I'll be there in person, and I'm not going to go to the premieres in other places." ”