The four soft lips were pressed together and gently sucked. With the touch of the tip of the tongue, the numb electric current quickly ran around in her body. Naomi forgot who took the initiative first, but even if she remembered, she didn't care. Although she had lived together for several days and had experienced many embarrassing things, she always regarded the young man in front of her as a big boy, and never thought that he had such a gentle and delicate side.

She would call him today because there was no one to talk to him. She was not without friends here, but they had comforted her too many times. She said too much the same thing, and even the best friend would start to perfunctory, so she only thought of the big boy whom she guessed he had known for less than ten days.

However, although Naomi had heard a lot of comforting words, it was the first time that Sean said. As he himself said, perhaps because his experience was not enough and there was not much persuasiveness, she felt a little different, a feeling of being needed.

Although it was only a little bit, it was enough for Naomi at this moment. With the effect of alcohol, she no longer cared about whether she was really attracted to each other or just two lonely people huddled together to keep warm.

"You must have kissed many girls." Naomi said after her lips, savoring the numb feeling.

"Yes," Sean did not deny, his fingers gently slashing across her face, "but it's the first time that a woman as charming as you."

I really didn't expect that he was such a slick man. Such a thought arose from his mind, but before she could react, her mouth was blocked again. At the same time, the other party's hands began to wander around her.

As the hands brushed past their soft and slender waists, Naomi, who closed her eyes, began to moan in a vague way. When one of the hands penetrated deep between her legs, the sound of gasping became even heavier.

Then, a furry feeling came from the instep, and then, she tightened her body and screamed.

Sean was startled, immediately bounced up and turned on the bedside lamp. Then, Poke's pitiful appearance appeared in front of him. The little thing climbed up at some point and was looking at them with an innocent expression.

The two looked at each other and didn't say anything for a long time. Poke, who felt that he had made a big mistake, immediately crawled on the bed and pressed his forelimbs on his head, making a whimpering sound, as if saying: I didn't mean it.

"You're so naughty, Pock." Sean sighed after a moment, reached out and lifted it up, then got out of bed and strode into the bathroom, "So, just stay here for the night honestly!"

Regardless of Pokwan's protest, Sean closed the bathroom door, turned his head to look, and then sat on the edge of the bed with his back to Naomi, grabbing his hair and didn't seem to know what to say. Naomi, who was curled up against the wall, suddenly had the urge to laugh. At this moment, Sean looked really cute, and the alcohol was still burning in her body, so she twisted her body and hugged him from behind.

"Come on." She said in his ear.

Sean suddenly turned his head, as if he was a little surprised, but before he could speak, Naomi had already kissed him and grabbed his crotch with one hand. Tian Lei suddenly caught fire. With the rapid breathing sound, the two hugged each other tightly. When all the clothes were taken off, Naomi, who sat cross-legged on the bed with Sean, started to tilt and moaned loudly in the rapid movement.

In the bathroom, Poke was whining from time to time and grabbed the door with his claws and made a series of sounds. It was very sad. It was obvious that it did not mean it, so why was it locked up here? Unfortunately, even though it felt wronged, it still couldn't get a response from its owner, so in the end it could only climb down against the door unwillingly, drooping its ears, and not listening to the sound of turning the whole sky outside.

Huh, Huh, when I almost saw the apartment I lived in, Sean, who was breathing for a long time, slowed down. Although the morning sun shone on his body, he did not feel very hot. The sweat that wet T-shirt was caused by exercise. This is one of the characteristics of the Mediterranean climate. In spring and autumn, the temperature difference between morning and evening is always very large.

After walking the last dozens of feet of street completely slowing down, Sean returned to his apartment. As soon as he opened his door, Poke, who was guarding the door, jumped in front of him.

"Okay, you little thing." He reached out and knocked it on his head. Sean leaned his head and looked over the bathroom. As always, the sound of water was vaguely heard from inside.

She has always lived together. Sean got up first and went out for a run, and then Naomi got up and cleaned up the room and made some simple breakfast. When he was about to come back, she went to the bathroom to take a shower.

I originally thought that today would be an exception, after all, he had been in love with her for a long time last night, and this was the first time Sean had sex with a woman since he became an actor. This was unimaginable to have it before. Even when he worked at McDonald's before, he still got the most beautiful girl in the store. If those friends knew about it, they would definitely jump up and shout: This is impossible.

Okay, let alone all of this, in short, he was full of energy last night, and he still got up on time in the morning to go out for a run. I thought Naomi might have had a little longer sleep, but she still got up as usual, so... Sean grabbed his head, what should I do in the future? Although last night was largely caused by the resonance of the same experience, if it was just a one-night stand, he wouldn't mind lifting his pants and turning his head and forgetting, but Naomi was different. Not only did she live together for a while, but she was quite regular - she also gave him some encouragement, so...

At this moment, the pager on the coffee table vibrated. Sean picked it up and looked at it, then frowned and thought for a few seconds, then turned around and ran out.

"Did you give up?" As soon as you answered the phone, a stern voice came from there.

"No, sir." Sean replied almost subconsciously. Even after only two days together, Eric Reese's loud voice still impressed him.

"Did you drink alcohol last night? Have you smoked marijuana or even cocaine? Are you crying and making trouble with dissatisfaction?" Reese asked harshly.

"No, sir, I just finished my morning jog." Sean, who was vaguely aware of something, replied in a humble tone, "This is the exercise I have to exercise every morning, and I have more energy to work hard to stay healthy."

"Very good." There was a laugh over there, seemingly very satisfied. "I have a character here, a great character, now it's 8:29. If you arrive at Office 102 of the Warner Studios in Burbank before 10 o'clock and pass the audition, it's yours!"

When he hung up the microphone on the pay phone, Sean was still a little dizzy. Reese said just now... There is a great character?! A cold wind blew, and Sean, who was wearing a wet T-shirt, suddenly shuddered and ran to the apartment in response. He didn't expect that things had changed unexpectedly just one day later.

"Have you seen what happened, Sean? Why have you just come back..." After entering the room, Naomi, who had already come out, rushed into the bathroom with the clothes he wanted to change.

After rinsing it with hot water, changing into clothes and confirming that she was no different from usual, Sean hurriedly came out and grabbed Naomi's shoulder before he spoke: "Sorry, dear Naomi, I'm sorry I can't accompany you to the parking lot on Mulholland Road to pick up the car, because a producer just called me and said that there was a role that was very suitable and asked me to rush over before 10 o'clock."

He said as he stared at Naomi, who just shrugged: "Okay."

"So, I'm going now?" Sean said word by word.

"Of course, is there any problem?" Naomi seemed a little strange.

"You won't...well...are you a little regretful?" Sean looked very serious.

Naomi was stunned for a moment, and finally understood it, and couldn't help but feel a little funny: "How could it be? I know very well what is most important, let's talk about us..."

She suddenly stopped, then coughed dryly, her head turned elsewhere, as if she realized something and was a little... cramped?

"Anyway, it doesn't matter, I'll just go and get it myself." Naomi said so quickly.

Because she was in a bad condition last night, Sean was very worried, so he used his Ford to carry her back and left the Dodge there.

"No, no, Nami, let's do it," Sean grabbed her shoulder. "The audition will definitely not be too long, and the result will not come out soon, so I will come back at noon at the latest, and I will go to pick up the car with you."

He then added: "This is my hope and what I should do."

"Okay." Naomi sighed and agreed to his request.

"Wait for me to come back." Sean immediately kissed her lips, then grabbed the milk and bread from the coffee table, and ran out with a smile in the wobbly sound of Poker.

Naomi was a little dazed, and a smile appeared subconsciously at the corner of her mouth, but then she leaned against the wall and sighed a long time ago.

"Hey, Sean, here." As soon as he got out of the car, a familiar voice came from his ears. Sean looked around and soon discovered Frederick not far away.

"Hey, Fred, how about it?" He walked a few steps forward to the other side, and walked towards the studio area of ​​Warner together.

"I conducted some investigations through various channels and called many people, but..." Frederick grabbed his head, seemingly confused, "There is no audition arrangement in Warner Studio today."

After packing up, Sean did not drive on the road as soon as possible, but told his agent about the matter by phone. Although Frederick was surprised, he was not too happy. He immediately said he would collect the news and then meet outside Warner's studio.

"Then you mean Reese..." Sean couldn't help but frown, but quickly rejected it in his heart. Although Reese had a bad temper, it was impossible to joke about himself at this time.

"Maybe it's a temporary arrangement," Ferrederick shrugged, "and, Office 102 is next to the 6 Good Studio."

"What does that mean?" Sean asked.

"What does it mean?" Frederick opened his eyes wide, looking at him like looking at a monster, "Don't you know what's in Warner's Studio 6?"

Hum spread your hands.
Chapter completed!