Chapter 120: Star in a role

"Fuck this is your ultimate goal," Monica exclaimed angrily.
"Guess right." Adrian Haha smiled and turned around, hugging Monica from the side, and Monica grabbed his hand and tried to push away, so they shoved in the water and took The sound of rattling kept going.
Although Monica seemed to be struggling, she was obviously not working hard, otherwise she would not let Adrian do it. Of course, it may also be because the previous swimming consumed energy, but if this is the case, her personality should stop fighting, not the current type of shoveling.
This kind of fun will change sooner or later, especially when Monica is not wearing a bathing suit, it can be called a perfect plump flutter, and Ade noodle is not a proper gentleman. Naturally, it must be stuck together. However, although he finally buried himself in Monica's breast, the bottom was just clinging closely and did not enter into it because Monica didn't like to be here.
Of course, there is also a reason that even if you dodge reporters and rent a private beach, it is hard to guarantee that no one will just run into it and sneak a shot. It doesn't matter to take intimate pictures, but it is not good to take further pictures.
Therefore, although Adrian and Monica were holding kisses in the water, they kept restraint, so Monica, who was a little confused, became even more confused.
"Ed," she gasped, holding Adrian's head gasping. "Tell me, Ed, are you more interested in me, or more interested in my body?"
"To be honest?" Adrian looked up, holding Monica's face with a chuckle, "It's almost the same."
He paused and stared at her eyes and continued: "I said a long time ago that a man who doesn't want to go to bed with you definitely doesn't exist, and how could I be an exception. But your personality is also attractive. At first I thought you were very strong. You always wanted to prove yourself, but then you discovered how enthusiastic and delicate you are. These are all fascinating ... "
Monica also blinked at him without blinking, and after a long time she finally lowered her head and gritted her teeth: "Damn, why should I always believe what you say"
Adrian blocked her mouth without saying anything, and Monica responded enthusiastically while pinching his waist with his legs in the water, and then began to swing her hips.
"No, no, dear, not now." Adrian pushed her away slightly.
"Why, now I'm afraid?" Monica said provocatively in a curve that kept dripping drops of water.
"Don't forget, I promised you." Adrian reached out with a smile and shaved her lips. "The promised thing must be done. This is my style."
Then I looked at the fairly bright sky and the undulating waves around him. Before he answered, he hugged her horizontally and walked on the water to the beach: "Okay, that's all for today's surfing, change it After the clothes, we can go to Fisher Avenue until the evening. Didn't you think that most of the restaurants in Cannes were too heavy, and added too many spices to the dishes? There is a light French restaurant over there, we can be there I went back after dinner. "
Monica struggled a little when she was held horizontally, but eventually sighed and leaned her head on Adrian's shoulders, and was honestly held ashore like this.
"By the way," said Adrian with a playful smile at the thought, "don't think I'll let you go tonight, I can't wait to taste it there."
She has always been reckless in this kind of thing. After hearing the words of numerous fancy Monica and Adrian, her body can not help but feel a little overwhelmed, and she feels her reaction. Adrian could not help laughing.
It was getting late, and with the street lights lit, Cannes seemed particularly warm in the night sky that was not yet blue. Adrian and Monica, who were dressed in casual clothes, were walking side by side on the street side by side, talking slowly as they moved forward. Because of the film festival, there are many people on the street, but most of them are tourists. Most of the movie stars and directors are concentrated on the seafront boulevard, and rarely come here.
Because of this, Adrian would choose to go shopping with Monica here, and there are many medieval-style buildings here. Of course, don't worry about safety, Cannes has always been good in law and order, and the film festival is also held. The government is very tight in this respect. Look at the mounted police who pass by from time to time.
"Here it is, here it is." Adrian and Monica stopped outside a slightly smaller restaurant. Although it looks simple to decorate, the antique flavor is quite attractive. Small history.
Pushing in the door, like all French restaurants, the light inside is dim, and the candles on the candlesticks are very quiet. The waiter quickly greeted them and led them to the double seat by the window.
"It seems that this is the first time you're here? So sure that the taste here is right?" After ordering, Monica asked with a raised eyebrow and a smoky look, and she was completely calm from the beach until now. Come down.
"How do you know if you don't try? Some things will only be understood after experiencing it personally." Adrian said with a smile and a pun.
Monica rolled her eyes angrily and was about to say something, only to find Adrian's eyes moved to the door. She followed and looked at it. Two middle-aged men entered the restaurant one after the other.
"Here it is, let, the onion soup here is the best I have ever tasted." At first, a person was slightly short, and the short hair combed up stood on his head like a stake, with a thick eyebrow look. Thick and thick.
"Come on, last time you were in Lyon, you also said that it was the best snail snail you tasted, but what happened?" The tall man behind was wearing round glasses, his hair was thin and his cheeks were similar The stubble also feels kind. And although they are complaining, but who can hear it more is a joke, these two people are very interesting together.
"That can only say that our tastes are different, and it doesn't mean that they are not delicious." Shrugged shortly, and led by the waiter to another table by the window, just behind Adrian. .
"It looks like we can get to know them." After they ordered, Adrian whispered to Monica, then blinked with a smile, then got up and turned to the two men who were fighting.
"Hello, Mr. Luc Besson, nice to meet you here." Adrian said in French, shaking hands with the surprised short, and then turned to the tall one, "And you, let ? Mr. Renault. "
"You?" Luc Besson looked at him curiously.
"I'm Adrian Cowell, maybe you've heard my name ..." Before Adrian finished, Luc Besson had already screamed: "I know, you are That American boy, what do they call you? The director of Wizards does, so I went to see your "Vulgar Novel" today, it is really very interesting. "
Jean? Renault looked at the old man, shook his head helplessly, and then said apologetically to Adrian: "Sorry, this is how he is. It's a bit hard to hold himself when it comes to excitement."
"It doesn't matter, I understand, I sometimes do the same." Adrian waved his hands with a smile, then pointed to the table in front of them, "If we don't mind, we might be able to fight the table."
"Of course no problem, please sit down." Besson gestured with a smile.
"Thank you, but ..." Adrian said, returning to his original position and holding Monica's arm: "Come on together."
Monica stood up and said nothing, and sat with Lucian Besson and Jean-Reynolds along with Adrian, and then greeted them with a smile: "Hello, Luc? Mr. Besson, Mr. Jean Reno. "
As a European, she knew the fame of the two men.
"Oh, Monica Bellucci, you are so beautiful. Your dance in" Vulgar Fiction "is so tempting." Luc Besson shook hands and shook her with a smile.
"Thank you." Monica looked stubborn and charming.
"Of course, Cowell also has a good grasp of black humor and violence." Besson then turned to Adrian.
"Let me call Adrian or Ed, so I can also call you Luc and Jean." Adrian said with a smile. "To speak of black humor, I know a little bit, but I can talk about black violence. No other film is better than your last year's Nikita. "
"I just tried more different subjects. This film happened by chance, and many film critics didn't like it." Although Besson said so, he was very proud of it.
"It doesn't matter if the critics like it or not. The key is whether the audience likes it or not. I think the best actress of the Caesars Award and the nomination of the best foreign language film at the Golden Globe Awards have already explained a few things." Adrian shook his head.
The topic opened, and the two talked about each other's movies. After a few words, both were surprised because they were quite familiar with each other's movies ~ EbookFREE.me ~ So the two talked like old friends who haven't seen each other for years. Even more heated, Monica and Jean? Renault next to basically did not talk much, Monica can not plug in, and Renault did not like to talk much.
After all, Adrian and Besson also knew restraint and quickly talked about the festival.
"I think" Vulgar Fiction "is fully qualified for Golden Palm, and no one has ever been like this ... playing a movie," Besson said, "You did a great job, Ed."
"It doesn't matter if you take Golden Palm or not, I prefer to be able to communicate with other directors and actors at the film festival, and maybe I will be inspired when I talk about it," Adrian's expression looked very serious, "For example Now, I suddenly have an idea, and I want to invite him to play a role. "
"I'm in a role?" Jean Renault could not help but hesitate.
"Yes, the story of a killer living in New York." Adrian smiled slightly, and it only meant that he knew it.