[US Entertainment] Hollywood Fame

Chapter 174

Christine fell asleep on the table.

Jon dropped down at her feet and closed his eyes.

The music that had just been recorded was still playing in a low-pitched loop.

"I will not run when the sky burns, I will not run when the earth shakes, and I will dance in the rain when the flood comes, because I don't care."

She had another dream.

In the dream, she stepped on the beach with bare feet, the warm fine sand wrapped her feet, the moist sea breeze blew towards her, and the waves rushed up.

She walked forward, closed her eyes comfortably, and opened her hands.

"Christine."

Someone called her name, and she looked back.

A man who couldn't see clearly ran towards her with a smile, picked her up, and spun a few times in the air.

With a happy smile on her face, she hugged his neck tightly, grabbed his hair and laughed.

His hair was very thick, and so was the stubble. It was rough on her skin, but she liked the feel of it.

She kissed him on the beach.

She swims with him in the clean sea.

Her feet were held in his hands, and those big hands were a little callused, reminding her of the friction feeling like an electric shock when these hands touched her skin.

They kissed deeply again.

This is a kiss immersed in sea water.

A little salty.

It was getting dark, and they finally came out of the sea, shivering with cold.

"--yawn!"

She sneezed and shivered with her arms folded.

He opened his broad chest and took her into his arms.

"Warm and warm."

He said.

They hugged each other and ran into the house, wrapped their dripping bodies with warm and thick towels, sat on the steps of the balcony, and watched the sun gradually sinking to the horizon.

Sleepiness invaded her, she rested her head on his shoulder, and slowly closed her eyes.

His arms are warm.

"I love you."

He kissed the top of her hair and said.

……

When Christine woke up, she turned off the music in a daze, and looked down at Xue Nuo at her feet.

She leaned over and touched Xue Nuo's head, and looked at Xue Nuo in a daze.

Dreamed about him again.

Xue Nuo woke up after being touched by her, looked at her suspiciously, and lay down again.

Christine sat up straight absent-mindedly. She looked at the phone and found Evans' text message.

The content of the last one was that he asked her if she wanted to come out for a drink. The time was the day when "Ellen Show" was broadcast.

She replied yes.

That day, the two of them hid in the back seat of the car in order to avoid the paparazzi. The aroma of beer and fried chicken brewed in the narrow space, which made her forget the content of the interview on "Ellen Show".

Later, she drank too much and cried while hugging Evans, saying that she regretted it, that she was wrong, and after finally crying, she vomited all over him...

Christine hesitated for a while, and typed a line of words on the screen with her fingers.

Walking the dog together at night?

The outside is full of paparazzi, unrealistic, delete it.

Hey, I wrote a new song and it feels awesome...

Desperate, delete.

Tyler is having a party here tonight, are you coming?

Lie, delete.

Some miss you, friend, come out and play.

Explicit, horny, cut out.

"Knives Out" is great, congratulations.

Christine double-checked, was satisfied this time, and hit send.

The phone vibrated.

Evans: Just watched it?

Christine smiled, thinking that he shouldn't be too busy now.

Kristen: Well, I went to see it with Taylor yesterday.

Evans: You two have been together lately?

She looked at the text message from Evans and blinked, thinking about her recent trip.

Christine: After all, they are neighbors, and nothing happened recently.

Evans: Come out and play if you have nothing to do. I'm having lunch with my friends and I'm a little bored.

Christine's eyes lit up, she stood up, and rubbed Snow's head happily: "Mom is going out to play, please be good at home."

She replied "Yes" and ran to the cloakroom to find clothes.

For lunch, maybe I will go for a walk later in the afternoon and wear flat shoes.

After finally changing her clothes, she pulled up the curtain and looked downstairs.

Still a circle of paparazzi.

Christine frowned, and after a while she had another idea.

"Tyler? Are you home?"

Christine called Taylor next door, and when she got the affirmative answer, she immediately said, "Let's go out for lunch together?"

Taylor had nothing to do anyway, so the two of them just made an appointment and went downstairs together.

Looking at the two wearing sunglasses, the paparazzi followed.

Kristen hit the accelerator and Tyler put on his seatbelt.

"Be honest, why did you call me out again?" Taylor asked her, tilting his head.

"Just woke up, I'm hungry." Christine turned the steering wheel calmly.

Taylor looked at her suspiciously, only feeling a little suspicious, she pressed the button on the front, and the jazz played slowly in the car: "Then the two of us?"

Christine was still very calm, and said casually: "And Chris Evans and his friends."

Taylor's ears perked up immediately: "Chris Evans? Didn't you drag me to watch his new movie yesterday?"

"Don't you think it looks pretty too?" Christine said, her hands clenched the steering wheel unconsciously.

"What's the matter with you two?" Taylor blinked.

"No, just friends." Christine said with a smile.

"Looks like you told me you stopped playing after the tour ended?" Taylor teased.

"I'm just taking a break." Christine's face remained unchanged: "I'll get tired of eating meat all the time."

Taylor leaned back in the chair: "Okay, whatever you say is what it is."

Christine couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief in her heart. Looking at the car following in the rearview mirror, she looked at Chris Evans and his friend not far away.

Including her and Taylor, there are five people.

just.

The paparazzi can't photograph anything.

She parked the car and walked towards them with Tyler.

Evans was not surprised to see Taylor, who was walking with Christine, and greeted each other with a smile.

Evans' two friends are also unfamiliar faces, one is his fitness trainer, and the other is his younger brother Scott Evans.

Ever since Chris Evans and Christine regained their friendship, although Scott was still a little awkward in his heart, at least he wouldn't show Christine's face on the face.

Christine took a pizza from the table and sat down.

"Why do you feel that you are so idle recently? Don't you need to promote movies?" Christine asked Evans.

"I'm not very free, it's just that I'm free today, and I still have several interviews tomorrow." Evans took a sip of Coke, and they had almost eaten.

"Work hard, Oscar is waving to you." Christine applauded him and took a big bite of pizza.

Taylor and Scott also chatted.

Evans saw that the corner of Christine's mouth was stained with sauce, and wiped it off with a paper towel habitually: "Why are you still like a child, eating everywhere?"

Taylor, who had been watching the interaction between the two, lowered his head and smiled.

Christine swallowed the food in her mouth, and finally replied, "You're still sticking to your beard."

"Should have gotten you a bib for a kid," Evans shot back.

Christine raised her eyebrows: "Like the one you use at home?"

Facing the strange gaze cast by Taylor and his younger brother and friend, Evans quickly shook his head and explained: "I don't, I won't... Hey! I really don't."

Several people laughed at the same time, and Christine laughed the most.

It's such a good feeling.

"Looks a little thirsty." Christine wiped her hands after eating the pizza and said.

"Would you like a Coke?" Evans was about to get up.

Christine shook his head, took a sip of his Coke, and said after drinking it, "No need to buy it, just take a sip, just go out and buy a cup of coffee later."

Evans' eyes fell on the straw, he retracted it, and nodded: "That's good."

Taylor blinked and said suddenly, "I'm a little thirsty too."

Christine froze for a moment, looked into her narrow eyes, understood, and immediately poked her under the table.

Enough is enough.

Taylor blinked again, pretending not to understand, and said to Evans, "Can I have a drink?"

Evans froze for a moment, then stood up and said, "I'd better buy you all a drink."

After finishing speaking, he stopped the waiter: "Bring two more Cokes, thank you."

As Evans looked up, Tyler poked Christine back and winked at her.

Christine glared at her.

Tyler held back his smile, took out his phone and pressed a few times.

Christine's phone vibrated.

She glanced down.

Tyler: Yo, we're just "friends."

Tyler: No need to buy, just a sip?

Christine's face became hot for some reason, and she quickly turned off the phone, and threw the phone into the bag like throwing a hot potato.

The Coke was delivered quickly, and Christine was biting the straw, but she didn't have the mood to drink it, her mind was in a mess, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Why had she reached for Evans' Coke just now?

Is she crazy?

What would Evans think?

While thinking wildly like this, Evans asked a few people: "What are you going to do later?"

"It's cold, find an indoor place," Scott said.

Taylor thought for a while: "Swimming?"

"Such a cold day?" Scott looked at Taylor suspiciously.

"Otherwise, watching TV at home? Playing games?" Taylor asked, "Live healthier, Scott."

Evans nodded: "That's it, go to my house?"

"I have no objection." Christine blinked. In New York, she and Taylor lived in townhouses, and neither had an indoor heated swimming pool.

The group left as soon as they said they would, and two cars drove out of the pizzeria quickly, with several paparazzi cars hanging behind them.

Christine was driving behind Evans' car. After Taylor got in the car, he turned on the music and turned his head to look into Christine's eyes seriously: "To be honest, you really don't have that idea?"

Christine pursed her lips, but did not answer the question.

In fact, she is not quite sure what her attitude is now, she just wants to let nature take its course.

Taylor knew what she was thinking when she saw her appearance: "I still think you two are very compatible. Of course, if you want to play for a while, I think it's okay, Nopressure."

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*Peach always appears, little fat chapter tomorrow