Chapter 70: Happy Birthday
"No, no, Sarah, there's no need...... Yes, I know, xiexie guys, but I just want to be alone at home this year...... No, not really, I need time to sort out my life......" Naomi said on the phone, curled up on the couch and looking out the window at night.
Then, the doorbell rang, and several times in succession, as if the people outside were in a hurry.
"Okay, let's not talk about it, someone's ringing the doorbell." Naomi said this, then hung up the phone, walked a few steps to the door, and looked out through the cat's eye, and then widened her eyes.
"Sean?" Surprised, Naomi immediately opened the door, but immediately looked at the clock on the wall, it was already past 9 o'clock in the evening.
"Why, I can't come over now?" Sean, with his hands behind his back, noticed her movements and asked jokingly.
"Hmm...... At least never at such a time. Naomi sighed.
"Can't you go in at this time?" Sean shrugged.
"Of course ......not," Naomi explained, then noticed his hands behind his back, "What are you hiding?" β
"Can I go in and take it out again?" Sean twisted his neck and glanced behind him.
"Of course not." Naomi never lets go of an opportunity to make things difficult.
"Okay, okay, then ......" Sean, who made a helpless look, took a deep breath, then took out one thing from behind him, and sang at the same time: "happybirthdaytoyou, happybirthdaytoyou, happybirthdaytoNaomi, happybirthdaytoyou!" β
It was a small cake, round, about the size of three palms, with a thick layer of cream carved with delicate patterns and the words "Happy Birthday to Naomi", and a slender fairy stick stuck in the middle, which was burning on a beep. However, because the wait seemed to be a little longer, the fairy stick was already half burned, and the lights in the hallway were on, the atmosphere seemed a little insufficient, but it was enough for Naomi to cover her mouth.
"I ...... I ......," her throat fluttered slightly, and she stammered for a long time before she could utter a complete sentence, "my birthday is tomorrow." β
"Of course, that's why I'm here tonight," Sean shrugged, then glanced around, "Do you want to cut a cake in the hallway?" β
Naomi reacted at this time, quickly got out of the way and dragged him in, and then closed the door in a panic, as if she was afraid of being seen.
"Do you want to taste it? I went to Winston Cake Shop on Franklin Avenue to make it to order. Sean placed the cake on the table, and the fairy stick was burned by this time.
"You haven't answered my question yet, Sean." Naomi sighed softly, but softly.
"Okay," Sean leaned back, sitting on the couch, "Tomorrow you're going to have a birthday party, or hang out with friends, and even if I did, I wouldn't be able to say a few words to you." So, I thought maybe I could give you a birthday party first, and then you wouldn't have to worry so much. β
With that, he spread out his hands, looked into her eyes and didn't say anything more. Naomi was silent for a moment, then sat down beside him and gently grabbed his hand.
"Are you angry?" She asked in a low voice.
"No, how could it be," Sean smiled, taking her hand in his hand, "Of course, I'll admit a little...... But it doesn't matter, I understand, I understand. β
Naomi coughed lightly and turned her head to the side, but her hand was still being held by the other.
This is the first time that the two have talked about this issue after being unclear for so long, and even then it is dodgy, whether it is Sean or Naomi, it is still half-talked.
"What if......" Naomi, who had adjusted her mood, finally spoke, "If you wait a few more minutes, you'll get a call from me, and I'll tell you that tomorrow's birthday party is canceled." β
"Cancelled? weishenmeοΌ Sean asked curiously.
"Because I want to stay alone for a quiet day, calm down and sort out my life during this time." Naomi said.
"Really?" Sean narrowed his eyes, as if he didn't believe what she said.
"Okay," Naomi rolled her eyes, "I don't want to be congratulated on being 31 years old, and now you're satisfied?" β
Although the tone is self-deprecating, it is still a little uncomfortable when it comes to the latter number.
"Well, I was wrong, I didn't dare mention this," Sean first raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, and then grinned in front of Naomi, "Don't worry, age only makes you more attractive, at least I still like it." β
Naomi choked slightly, stared at him for a long time, and then unconsciously stroked his face, then suddenly took it back, got up and went to the kitchen in a bit of a panic, and came out again after looking for a knife.
"There's too much cream, just taste a small piece." She said as she cut the cake.
"Don't worry, it's a fat-free cream, it's very low in calories, and it definitely won't affect your figure." Sean laughed.
Naomi turned a deaf ear and put a small piece of cake in her mouth before letting out a long sigh: "It's good, it's worthy of the work of Winston's cake shop, do you want to have some?" I can't finish it. β
"I'm not done yet, Nami," Sean said with a wicked smile, "this cake isn't exactly for eating. β
"Not exactly for eating?" Naomi blinked, and then her expression changed at the thought of something, but unfortunately it was too late, and with a snap, the whole cake was covered in her face.
Naomi sat for a long time, waiting for a piece of cream to fall off her face, before she opened her eyes, clenched her fists and yelled at the happy bastard, "Sean! β
Sean immediately bounced up and left her behind before she could pounce, Naomi certainly couldn't let him go like that, and immediately chased after him. At this time, Sean was as dexterous as a monkey, and Naomi couldn't catch up, not to mention that the cake on his face was very obstructive.
Seeing that this guy was getting more and more arrogant, Naomi had a plan, peeled the cake off her face, grabbed it in her hand and threw it at Sean. This trick really worked, and Sean, who couldn't dodge, quickly had a lot of white spots on his clothes.
However, Sean didn't sit still, seized the opportunity to rush over, grabbed Naomi's hands while she was unprepared, and then laughed proudly: "You can't help it now." β
Naomi struggled a few times, and suddenly crashed into his arms, rubbing her head against him several times, and all of a sudden, the rest of the cake rubbed on. And that wasn't enough, and before Sean could react, Naomi stood on tiptoe again and pressed it to his face, finally applying the rest of Zuihou to his face.
"Nami!" Sean wanted to dodge, but he didn't expect to take a few steps back and hit the sofa, and immediately lost his balance and fell.
Naomi immediately rode on top of him, continuing to rub her face against his face, making the cakes as sticky as they could. For a moment, the sweet scent of cream wafted around the room, mixed with the sound of hee hee haha, bringing an alternative lusciousness.
Soon the sound of laughter was quickly replaced by the sound of sucking, and the two kissed passionately, even if it wasn't cake crumbs in their mouths, and even pushed a small piece of whole cake around each other's mouths with their tongues.
"It's a sweet kiss." After parting, stroking Naomi's slimy face, Sean said this.
Naomi didn't speak, just rolled her eyes to look at him for a long time, and then slapped him on the face: "Look at you, it's a mess here, I don't know how long it will take to clean up, and I just changed my clothes today." β
"Don't worry, I'll clean up the haode." Sean waved his hand, "You go take a shower first." β
However, Naomi didn't answer, just grabbed him by the collar and got up and walked to the bathroom, and Sean had to stagger to follow. Soon, the sound of the water sounded, and after a moment, it changed to a whispering moan.
Maybe...... We can talk about it openly and honestly. Underneath the sprinkler, Naomi, who was still left on her carcass by the warm stream of water, kissed Sean while bearing the impact of him, and then thought so.
It's just that she really understands what kind of person this man, or the guy she occasionally sees as a boy, is? ββ
βCutοΌβ With director James? Huang's voice, the camera stopped, and then the slightly chubby Chinese director grabbed his head.
After grinding like this for a long time, he looked at Catherine? Heigl: "Katherine, is there anything wrong with Sean?" β
"No, he's fine." Catherine smiled embarrassedly, "It's my problem." β
Huang moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just waved his hand: "Give you ten minutes to adjust, if it doesn't work, we can only give up here." β
Catherine said sorry, then took a deep breath and got up to walk outside. Sean, who had not spoken, looked at her back and touched her chin, then said hello to Huang, and then caught up with Catherine.
"If you don't mind, how about we talk privately?" He asked.
"Hmm...... Of course. Catherine didn't refuse, so the two went out of the studio together and then into Catherine's exclusive trailer.
"What do you ask?" After sitting down on the couch, Catherine took a bottle of water and asked, looking a little rude, but she had never made eye contact with Sean before.
Sean didn't think so: "Don't you hate me, Catherine?" β
"How so." Catherine smiled, "Didn't we talk before?" And the conversation was pretty good. β
"But I clearly feel your nervousness." Sean said and made a few gestures, "I don't want to offend you when kissing, but you're not a girl who hasn't kissed, are you?" β
Catherine didn't answer, squinting at him for a while before saying, "You know, Sean, I didn't want to take on this role in the first place. β
"Oh?" Sean was piqued with curiosity.
"Last year there was a horror film starring me, "The Ghost Bride," so I didn't want to be confined to this genre," Catherine sighed, "so I asked my agent to refuse by raising the salary, and they actually agreed, because ...... They invited a young actor who had just played the leading role in a new film directed by the Oscar for Best Director at a low price. β