。 Jerry didn't finish his sentence, snapped, okay, this time it's not a slap, but it's much more weighty than a slap, it's a whole stack of scripts, the script of "Titanic" directly smashed Jerry's face, and almost smashed Jerry on his back. Four-footed in the sky, Jerry's big telephone pole was erected in front of Winslet's door, just like that, it was smashed almost sixty degrees, and before he could buffer the force of the smashing script, Winslet's hand had already climbed up his shirt, and the blonde stunner was a little harder, and Jerry, who was bent backwards, was dragged into the room. The door to the room slammed shut.

In the room, Jerry covered his left cheek, grabbed the script, and stood in front of Kate Winslet with a grin, "I said, it's not me who is spying on you." ”

"Really?"

"I swear in God's name, it's really not me."

"Come on, didn't you say that God is also human? Do you swear in His name useful, Prophet? Even the Titanic, which God can't sink, has sunk, and that guy can't do anything. ”

"I didn't do that, it's Lindsay Lohan's girl."

"Oh~ This time, the blame was put on a ten-year-old girl."

"I'm telling the truth, believe it or not, and pull it down if you don't believe it."

"Well, I believe it."

"So fast?"

Winslet began to take off her coat.

"Wait~ what are you going to do?"

"What's not to do, right to the script."

"Why are you undressing for the script?"

"Don't you think it's hot in the room?"

"Didn't you just wear a petticoat?"

"You're really sharp-eyed, and you've developed eyesight through voyeurism."

"I didn't do it, I never did that kind of dirty business."

"And what did you do?" Winslet's petticoat had been tossed onto the bed, and she was walking over to Jerry with her delicate breasts like buds, and she began to take off the only white lace panties she had.

"Hey~hey~" Jerry began to close his eyes, blood running through the pipes at high speed at Mach 150, and his face quickly turned crimson. "Please get dressed, Miss Winslet."

"Tsk~ I'm still shy." Although Winslet herself was flushed, she saw Wonder Boy's shy appearance. She was emboldened again.

"I'm serious."

"Smack" again, the script of "Titanic" hit Jerry in the back this time, "I'm also very serious, Mr. Rothschel." Chapter 7 of "Titanic". The third scene! ”

"Chapter 7, the third scene?" Jerry was stunned for a moment, he instinctively turned around, but was embarrassed to find that Winslet behind him was already naked, and he hurriedly raised the script. "Can you put your clothes on first?"

"If you're well prepared, you should know what Chapter 7, Scene 3 is about." Winslet tapped her finger at the script, "Your script is reversed." ”

With that, Winslet began to adjust the position of the lights and the sofa.

Chapter 7 3rd Scene, Chapter 7 3rd Scene, Jerry starts flipping through the script, very quickly. He understood that Miss Winslet Weishenme was going to undress.

Chapter 7, the third scene. Heart of the Ocean with nude ~ body portrait.

"Hey~ big star, don't stand like a log, come and help me!" Winslet, naked, was struggling to move the couch, "This should be what you, a wandering painter, should do." ”

Jerry woke up from a dream.

After setting up the sofa and adjusting the lights, Jerry was still red-faced. But compared to the previous panic, it was much better. …,

And then. Let's get started? Winslet flipped through the script a few times and threw it back onto the bed.

Jerry swallowed secretly. He's literally dry mouth right now, "Okay, okay! ”

Winslet smiled and walked into the bathroom, then held out three fingers again, and Zuihou shouted action.

Dressed in a black gown, Winslet flung a long black satin belt to Jerry, she was beautiful, her body was fragrant, her brown cheeks were shining, her two intoxicating dimples held up the smile in the corners of her eyes, revealing a seductive charm. Jerry swallowed involuntarily again. He was impulsive!

"I don't want to paint those stiff expressions anymore, I used to always draw my own portrait according to other people's wishes, this time I pay, I make a request, okay?" Winsratt tossed a coin, and the intoxicating soft words from the intoxicating dimples made Jerry a little confused, but he still took the coin with restraint and nodded in agreement, are you kidding? It's a script, a movie, it's not real.

Winslet took a step back, but her eyes never let go of Jerry, she slowly faded off the black gauze robe, yes, she was naked again, the dazzling ketones made Jerry breathe quickly.

Hey~man, you're not a whoop~thief~

However, psychological suggestion and physiological response are diametrically opposed.

Jerry took a deep breath, then leaned back and adjusted the angle of his gaze, he was a painter now, and he had to see what was in front of him through the eyes of a painter. But is it really possible?

"Please come to bed...... Uh, no, please lie down on the couch......" He kind of understood Jack Dawson's flustered, any man, in front of a blonde stunner like Winslet, especially in front of a naked ~ blonde stunner, would be uncontrollably nervous.

"What's the right pose?" Winslet asked.

"Hands on ...... Yes, just put it there, raise that arm, put your hand on your cheek, yes, okay, you have to bow your head, yes, and then xiangxia...... Look at me, don't look anywhere else, stare at, try not to move......" Jerry said very carefully, he was trying to stay away from those temptations, he was trying his best to resist these temptations, he was really afraid that he would sink deeply if he was not careful.

Winslet stared at Jerry affectionately, "You're serious. ”

If you're not serious, I'm afraid something will happen to you.

"So serious, my great painter, your face is red."

Staring at such a graceful body of yours, if my face is not red and my heart is not beating, I am not even a lewd ~ thief ~ .

"Does Monet blush when he paints?"

He paints landscapes...... "Okay, I'm also painting landscapes, but we don't paint the same landscapes," and his face relaxed. ”

“haode。”

"Don't laugh...... "Sister, don't laugh anymore, if you laugh again, I'm afraid I really can't hold it." (To be continued......)