"No, no, Sarah, there's no need... Yes, I know, thank you, but I just want to stay alone at home quietly this year... No, it's really not necessary, I need time to sort out my life...

..." Naomi, who was curled up on the sofa and looking at the night view outside the window, said so while holding the phone.

Then, the doorbell rang, and it rang several times, as if people outside were in a hurry.

"Okay, let's not talk anymore. Someone rang the doorbell." Naomi said this, then hung up the phone, walked to the door in a few steps, looked out through the peephole, and then opened her eyes wide.

"Sean?" Surprised Naomi immediately opened the door, but then she thought of something and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already past 9 pm.

"Why, can't I come over now?" Sean, who had his hands behind his back, noticed her movement and asked jokingly.

"Well... at least it's never happened at such a time." Naomi sighed.

"Can't we go in at this time?" Sean shrugged.

"Of course not..." Naomi explained, and then noticed his hands behind his back, which he had never taken out, "What are you hiding?"

"Can you go in and take it out again?" Sean twisted his neck and glanced behind him.

"Of course not." Naomi never let go of the opportunity to make things difficult for her.

"Okay, okay, then..." Sean, who looked helpless, took a deep breath, then took something out from behind his back, and sang at the same time: "happybirthdaytoyou, happybirthdaytoyou, happybirthdaytoNaomi, happybirthdaytoyou!

"

It was a small cake, round, about the size of three palms, with delicate patterns carved on the thick cream and the words "Happy Birthday to Naomi", with a slender fairy wand stuck in the middle.

It was burning brightly. However, because the waiting time seemed a bit long, the fairy wand was already half burned, and the lights in the corridor were also on. The atmosphere seemed a bit insufficient, but it was enough for Naomi to cover her head.

Mouth.

"I...I..." Her throat twitched slightly, and she stuttered for a long time before she could say a complete sentence, "My birthday is tomorrow."

"Of course, that's why I came here tonight," Sean shrugged, then looked around, "Want to cut the cake in the corridor?"

Only then did Naomi react, quickly stepped aside and pulled him in, and then hurriedly closed the door, as if she was afraid of being seen.

"Want to try it? I went to the Winston Cake Shop on Franklin Avenue to order it." Sean placed the cake on the table, and the fairy wands had already been burned by this time.

"You haven't answered my question yet, Sean." Naomi sighed softly, but her voice was soft.

"Okay," we looked at each other for a moment, then Sean, who was sitting on the sofa, leaned back, "Tomorrow you will definitely have a birthday party or go out with friends. Even if I attend, I won'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.”

After saying that, he spread his hands and looked into her eyes without saying anything. Naomi was silent for a moment, then sat next to him and gently grabbed his hand.

"Are you angry?" she asked in a low voice.

"No, how could it be?" Sean smiled and held her hand in his. "Of course, I admit that there are some...but it doesn't matter. I understand and I am considerate."

Naomi coughed slightly and turned her head to the side, but her hand was still held by the other party.

This is the first time that the two of them have talked about this issue after being unclear about it for so long. Even so, they are evasive, and both Sean and Naomi still talk half-heartedly.

"If..." Naomi finally spoke after adjusting her emotions, "If you wait a few more minutes, you will receive a call from me and I will tell you that tomorrow's birthday party is cancelled."

"Cancelled? Why?" Sean asked strangely.

"Because I want to stay alone for a day and calm down to sort out my life during this period of 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 for turning 31. Are you satisfied now?"

Although the tone was self-deprecating, I still felt a little uncomfortable when I mentioned the last number.

"Okay, I was wrong, I didn't dare to mention this," Sean first raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, and then approached Naomi with a smile, "Don't worry, age will only make you more and more charming.

At least I still like it."

Naomi suffocated slightly, stared at him for a long time, then unconsciously touched his face, then suddenly took it back, got up and went to the kitchen in a panic, looking for a knife before coming out again.

"There's too much cream, just try a small piece." She said as she cut the cake.

"Don't worry, it's fat-free cream. It has very low calories and will definitely not affect your figure." Sean laughed.

Naomi turned a deaf ear and put a small piece of cake into her mouth before letting out a long sigh: "It's really good. It's a work from Winston Cake Shop. Do you want some? I can't finish it."

"

"I haven't finished what I said just now, Nami," Sean showed a malicious smile at this time, "This cake is not entirely for eating."

"Isn't it completely for eating?" Naomi blinked, and then her expression changed as she thought of something. Unfortunately, it was too late, and with a snap, the whole cake covered her face.

Naomi sat for a long time, waiting for a piece of cream to fall from her face. Then she opened her eyes, clenched her fists and shouted at the overjoyed bastard: "Sean!"

Sean immediately jumped up and left before she pounced on her. Of course, Naomi couldn't let him go like this, and immediately started chasing him. At this time, Sean was as dexterous as a monkey, and Naomi couldn't help but

I can't catch up, not to mention the cake on my face is blocking my view.

Seeing that this guy was getting more and more arrogant, Naomi came up with a plan. She peeled off the cake from her face, grabbed it in her hand and threw it at Sean. This trick really worked. Sean, who couldn't dodge, quickly covered his clothes.

There are a lot more white spots.

However, Sean did not sit still and waited for death. He seized the opportunity and rushed over. He grabbed Naomi's hands when she was not prepared, and then smiled proudly: "There is nothing you can do now."

Naomi struggled for a few times, then suddenly bumped into his arms and rubbed her head against him several times. Suddenly, all the rest of the cake was rubbed against him. And this was not enough, before Sean could react.

, Naomi stood on tiptoes again, pressed it against his face, and finally successfully applied the last bit of it to his face.

"Nami!" Sean wanted to avoid it, but he unexpectedly took a few steps back and bumped into the sofa. He immediately lost his balance and fell down.

Naomi immediately laughed and sat on top of him, and continued to rub her face against his, making the cakes on it stick as tightly as possible. For a while, the sweet fragrance of cream wafted around the room.

, mixed with the laughter and laughter, giving it a different kind of sweetness.

So, the sound of laughter was quickly replaced by the sound of sucking, and the two started kissing passionately. It didn't matter even if there were no cake crumbs in their mouths. They even put a small piece of intact cake in each other's mouths with their tongues.

Push back and forth.

"This is really a sweet kiss." After breaking up, Sean said this while stroking Naomi's sticky face.

Naomi didn't say anything, she just rolled her eyes and looked at him for a long time, then slapped him: "Look at you, you made this place a mess, I don't know how long it will take to clean it up, and I just changed my clothes today."

"Don't worry, I will clean it up." Sean waved his hand, "You can go take a shower first."

However, Naomi did not answer. She just grabbed his collar and stood up and walked to the bathroom. Sean had no choice but to stumble to follow. Soon, the sound of rushing water started to sound, and after a while, it changed to

A faint whisper.

Maybe... we can talk honestly. Under the nozzle, with the warm water still flowing on her body, Naomi kissed Sean and endured his impact, and thought so.

But, does she really understand what kind of person this man, or the guy she occasionally sees as a boy, is?

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"Cut!" Following the voice of director James Huang, the camera stopped, and then the slightly fat Chinese director scratched his head.

After waiting like this for a long time, he looked at Katherine Heigl: "Katherine, is there anything wrong with Sean?"

"No, he's very good." Catherine smiled sheepishly, "It's my problem."

Huang moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just waved his hand: "I'll give you ten minutes to adjust. If it still doesn't work, we will have to give up here."

Catherine said sorry, then took a deep breath, got up and walked out. Sean, who had been silent, looked at her back and touched his chin, then said hello to Huang, and then caught up with Catherine.

"If you don't mind, how about we chat in private?" he asked.

"Yeah... of course." Catherine did not refuse, so the two of them left the studio together and then entered Catherine's exclusive trailer.

"What are you asking?" Catherine asked after sitting down on the sofa and taking a bottle of water. She seemed a little rude, but she had never made eye contact with Sean from before to now.

Sean didn't take it seriously either: "Do you hate me, Catherine?"

"How is that possible?" Catherine smiled, "Didn't we chat before? And we had a pretty good chat."

"But I obviously feel your nervousness." Sean said and made a few gestures. "I don't want to offend you when we kiss, but you are not a girl who has never been kissed, right?"

Catherine did not answer. She narrowed her eyes and looked at him for a while before saying, "You know, Sean, I didn't want to take this role at first."

"Oh?" Sean's curiosity was aroused.

"Last year, there was a horror film starring me, "The Haunted Bride," so I didn't want to be limited to this genre," Catherine sighed, "so I asked my agent to refuse in the form of a higher salary.
Chapter completed!