Back at the Kahaladu Hotel Resort, it was already past nine o'clock at night, and the crew was hungry, so they finished dinner in the cafeteria and went back to their rooms to take a bath and rest.

Sun Ziming also returned to Villa No. 6, took off his sweaty clothes, and walked into the bathroom. When he finished taking a shower, came out of the bathroom wrapped in a large towel, and went to the living room to get water to drink, he was startled.

Sophie Marceau, still dressed today, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window of the living room, clasped her hands to her chest, and looked out the window at the night in a daze. Sun Ziming hurriedly went back to the room to put on a T-shirt and shorts, and returned to the living room with slippers, and then asked unhappily, "How did you come in?" ”

Sophie Marceau turned around, her brown-green eyes revealing a blank look, and she asked after a while, "Ming, do you really think Andre is a coward?" ”

Sun Ziming's relationship with Sophie Marceau is not close enough to go to someone else's room without greeting him. If she hadn't been asked to hold it in Berlin at the beginning, Sun Ziming would not have let her star in "Jurassic Park". Now the girl is still asking, which makes him a little annoyed, after all, those words are false and against his will, because Andre is indeed a talented director.

"Sophie, let's not talk about that, okay? I feel like you should go back to your room now, take a hot shower, and get a good night's sleep instead of staying in a normal man's room. ”

The stubborn Sophie Marceau insisted: "No, you haven't answered my question yet. ”

Sun Ziming looked at her confused and melancholy brown-green eyes, delicate and peugeot face and slender and sexy body, and the long-suppressed physiological needs began to raise his head, and reminded: "Sophie, you must understand one thing, you are a beautiful girl, and I am a normal man." ”

Sophie, whose perseverance in her heart was already crumbling, still asked: "Ming, is Andre really a coward in your eyes?" ”

"No, he is a brave man, a great director, he is very talented......", Sun Ziming praised casually, and thought about letting this girl leave, she could see what she couldn't eat, it was too uncomfortable.

Sophie Marceau walked up to Sun Ziming and stared at him angrily, "You are lying, you are perfunctory to me!" ”

Sun Ziming is also angry, how is your boyfriend, what does it matter to me? Do you really love him, and do you care about other people's evaluations?

Sophie Marceau's heart finally collapsed, if it was just Morgan and Tim, she could still argue for her boyfriend, but Sun Ziming's achievements were too high. The Golden Bear Award, the Golden Lion Award, and a bunch of Silver Lion Awards and Silver Bear Awards are enough to prove his talent. André is still a controversial director, both in France and Germany, some people say he is a genius, and many more call him rubbish. Even when he watches his movies by himself, if he doesn't explain them, many times he doesn't understand what he wants to express?

If a genius director like China Ming can't understand it, and even he thinks that Andre's works are deceiving the world and stealing fame, then what Andre explained to himself before is also deceiving himself. As the French press said, "Wild Love" has no artistic value other than exposing oneself. As the newspaper said, a simple and naïve little girl let a hypocritical and perverted old man deceive and play with him as an excuse to dedicate himself to art!

Sun Ziming saw the disillusionment in Sophie Marceau's eyes, and a crazy look began to appear on his face, knowing that something was wrong. This kind of literary and artistic young woman, once her ideals are disillusioned, she will become unreasonable and can do anything. Thinking of this, Sun Ziming hurriedly hugged Sophie and comforted: "Okay, okay, my evaluation is a bit extreme, Andrei's sense of innovation is still good, but his personal style is too strong." ”

This hug was even worse, and Sophie Marceau's feminine body and soft body immediately made her grandson tense and pressed against her soft lower abdomen. The long-lost soft touch made his grandson's mouth dry, and he involuntarily stroked Sophie Marceau's buttocks, through the pale yellow khaki shorts, soft and delicate with sweat and slippery.

The French don't pay attention to the affairs of men and women, and Sophie Marceau, who feels that she has been deceived, was hugged and touched by Sun Ziming, without a trace of disgust, but wanted to vent the anger in her heart, took the initiative to hug his neck, and kissed him wildly.

Sun Ziming is not a saint, he is a forcibly suppressed desire, he kissed back with a heavy snort, inserted his hands along the waistband of his trousers, and kneaded the two plump and soft buttocks vigorously.

Sophie Marceau's delicate face reveals a bit of madness, and the mature charm exuded by her slender but plump body brings unparalleled temptation. Sun Ziming eagerly pushed Sophie Marceau against the wall, tore off their clothes a few times, and hugged her sweaty body, shaking violently like a pile......

When Sun Ziming squirted off the troublesome liquid, Sophie Marceau looked like she had just been fished out of the water, and the sweat mixed with the filth flowing out of her body slowly flowed down her snow-white straight legs, dripping on the same snow-white tiled floor, forming several puddles of water.

'Whew', Sun Ziming eased up from the light aftertaste, brushed away Sophie Marceau's long millet hair on her face with his hand, pasted it on her still a little dazed face, and said with concern: "Is it better?" ”

"I don't know, I just feel empty in my heart."

Well, it's okay, it's worthy of the psychological element of an international star, venting that bit of disillusionment and despair, and gradually calming down.

With a soft 'pop', Sun Ziming withdrew from Sophie Marceau's tight body, bringing out a cloud of white viscous filth, which slowly dripped on the floor between his legs.

"Alright, let's go take a hot shower, get some good sleep and we'll be fine."

Sun Ziming bent down, wrapped one hand around her neck, and the other on the crook of her slippery calf, and carried her into the bathroom. Sophie Marceau was at the mercy of her grandson Ming, and only after helping her rinse her to the sensitive parts of her legs did she roll her brown-green eyes and whispered: "Ming, in your eyes, am I like a fool, treating a liar as a treasure, and not letting others say a bad word about him." ”

This is a bit difficult for Sun Ziming to answer, Andre's talent is really good, but it has not reached the point of being unworldly, he likes to innovate but his personal style is too strong, and he has not been able to accept the market and the vast majority of people. If he is a genius who is half a step ahead, and a madman who is one step ahead, he is not qualified to be a madman, he can only be regarded as a talented neurotic.

Sun Ziming himself stood in the hot water, rushed and thought for a while, and then gave a fairly pertinent explanation, "My opinion is like this, and it does not represent other people's opinions." ”

This made Sophie Marceau feel better, at least Andre was not useless, but she still didn't understand why she was fooled? Andrei is not handsome, and he is a lot older than himself.

Sun Ziming's physical fitness has always been quite good, after taking a hot shower, the two of them made physical contact again, and the giant thing that had just withered was full of blood again, and it was pressed between Sophie Marceau's hairy and dense jade legs, "Is it okay?" ”

French women don't value these things, and Sophie Marceau, a woman in the entertainment industry, doesn't care about these things, and her slender hand holds the giant thing with green tendons and stuffs it into her body, "While doing it, explain it to me, I think you are very wise in life." ”

"OK", Sun Ziming pushed hard, pierced into the deepest part of the French rose's body, held her round and elastic buttocks, and explained while gently stirring: "You became famous too quickly, you have not experienced your own struggle at all, and you have been held by men, so you don't have much social experience and judgment at all." When you want to get tired of the repetition of the role and want to break through, the company suppresses you again, and the people next to you are also against you, but Andrei firmly supports you, so you can easily let him be captured. ”

It seems that this is the case, at that time, I felt that the whole world was squeezing me, and I wanted to play those roles without depth forever, and in anger, I did not hesitate to buy out my contract at a sky-high price of one million francs. At that time, all the media said that they were crazy, and it was the stupidest thing to transform by exposing their bodies!

Although the two were talking and thinking, the physiological response of the body still played a role, and with a burst of pleasure coming, Sophie Marceau gasped and asked while catering to Sun Ziming's collision: "Am I wrong at the time?" Not like that, how many times am I going to play Vika? Until the audience doesn't want to watch it and becomes the second Shirley Temple? ”

Sun Ziming also panted while going in and out of her muddy body: "Wrong! Transformation refers to the fundamental transformation process of people's concepts, which can be a sudden change or a gradual change, but it must be a natural and traceable change, and it is definitely not an abrupt change. Sophie, you are a public figure, it is the audience who supports you, and without the audience, you are an ordinary girl. It can be said that your qiē, including your body and soul, belongs not only to you, but also to your audience. ”

Sophie Marceau made the numbness in her body dizzy, her teeth biting her lip, and letting the pain bring a hint of clarity, "Ming, you are right, after I acted in "Wild Love", everyone looked at me with strange eyes, no longer caring about my acting skills, but only about my body.

A convulsive contraction in her body also made her grandson Ming fluttering, resisting the desire to burst out, holding on to this French rose, saying a few good words for the poor new director, saving people from talking in the future, "Andre is not bad, he didn't let "Wild Love" become an erotic/lust movie, otherwise the clothes you took off will not be able to be worn back for the rest of your life." ”

'Oh', Sun Ziming's stillness, Sophie Marceau finally understood before she was dizzy, her body convulsed with convulsions, her lower abdomen involuntarily met the top a few times, and her hair-covered face lay on Sun Ziming's shoulders weakly. The sudden suffocating convulsions also made Sun Ziming finally squirt out again, pressing on her slender and plump body, and her legs began to tremble slightly.