Jessica was lying on the bed softly and weakly, listening to the rippling sound of the clothes slowly spreading in the night. The cold moonlight only made the friction sound more and more vivid, contrasting with the quietness of the night. The sticky sweat and hot body temperature were covered with rapid cooling, allowing the loneliness after the lingering, which made her sit up suddenly and look at the back outlined by the moonlight.

The strong and well-proportioned back muscles made her look nostalgic, as if she could still see the scene of hot sweat slowly sliding down the muscle lines. Then a denim blue shirt put on her arms, blocking the infinite scenery, and she could only use the tight fabric lines to describe the scene in her mind.

"Lancelot." Jessica said, but found that her voice was hoarse, her throat was terrible, and the rich breath made her cheeks slightly warm. Then she saw Lance turn around and button it from bottom to top.

He stood there calmly, his blue eyes in the night like bright stars, the hazy halo was mysterious and deep, making people unable to help falling into it. Just one line of sight made her at a loss, as if every inch of her skin could be ignited wherever she could see, and the flowers of flames began to slowly rise again.

Suddenly, she felt that her chest was hanging. She quickly looked down and pulled the quilt up to cover her unfinished body. Then she saw a curve of smiles on the corner of his mouth, with a hint of joking and mocking that made her look shyly. The heat of the past hour began to replay in her mind.

Then Jessica heard the sound of the carpet rubbing against her feet, which interrupted the memories in her head and raised her gaze again. Lance had already walked to the sofa, picked up the coat and tie placed on the back of the chair, and the next step was to turn around and leave. This made Jessica get anxious and sit up slightly. "Lancelot."

She always likes to call him, Lancelot, not the abbreviation. The full name is as if she could clearly feel the syllables with British elegance slowly jumping on the tip of her tongue, like singing a poem, so beautiful that it makes people intoxicated, "Lancelot."

Lance just raised his eyes slightly and glanced at her, as if asking about "Is something wrong" and just paused on her. Then he looked at the evening dress hanging at the window next to her. It was the outfit she prepared for tomorrow's "The Day After Day" premiere. Lance stood up straight and looked at it carefully, but raised his eyebrows slightly, then looked away.

"How is it?" Jessica mustered up the courage and asked loudly, "How is this evening dress?"

Lance was a little surprised that Jessica would ask this question. He looked at her steadily for a while. Jessica only felt that her heart was beating violently. It was already painful when it hit her chest. "It's very suitable for you." Lance pondered for a while and said. The hoarse and lazy voice slowly settled in the moonlight, making the curve of the corners of Jessica's mouth uncontrollably want to rise.

However, Lance did not intend to stay longer, and turned around and walked straight towards the door. Jessica suddenly became panicked. She was not surprised by Lance's move to leave. What she unexpectedly was that Lance left so quickly. This is Jessica's apartment. Lance has come here several times, but the ending is the same every time. No matter how late it is, Lance will definitely leave and will never stay overnight. But tonight, she thought it would be different.

"Lancelot." Jessica shouted again, Lance's footsteps stopped before leaving her sight. Jessica couldn't help feeling her throat tightened. She could even feel the sweat in her palm wet the sheets. Under Lance's gaze, Jessica reached her mouth but couldn't say anything. She wanted Lance to stay, she wanted Lance to stay here for a while, she wanted Lance to talk to her for a while, "I want to say, how do you think of the script of Fantastic Four?"

The thoughts in his mind went around for a few times, but in the end he couldn't say it. In desperation, Jessica just said this reflexively, but after saying it, Jessica suddenly felt that this was a good reason and quickly explained, "James brought this script over today and asked me if I had the intention to join, but I was not sure about the script."

Lance stood there, looking at Jessica calmly, and her deep gaze seemed to see through Jessica's thoughts, leaving her nowhere to escape. Jessica gritted her teeth and explained, "You always have your own opinions on the script, and you also have your own ideas about the performance. I need some opinions, maybe you can." The words behind it were unable to continue. Jessica only felt that there was nowhere to hide in Lance's eyes. The trembling feeling that came slightly invading was a little frightened, but also a little excited.

Lance could turn around and leave. Jessica's script selection had nothing to do with him, but looking at Jessica's slightly trembling shoulders hidden under the sheet, his instant softness made him withdraw his steps, walked back to the sofa in the living room, and sat down, "What do you mean"

Lance's simple words made Jessica's mood fly up in an instant. She quickly left the bed, wrapped in a sheet and trotted all the way to the living room. "I mean, can you help me see the script, see what this script is like? Should I follow up? I really don't know much about the movie adapted from the comic."

Jessica sat beside Lance with a bird, handed the script on the coffee table to Lance, staring at Lance, "Maybe maybe I shouldn't continue to star in commercial movies, I should choose some movies to polish my acting skills."

Lance took the script and looked at Jessica with great interest, "So, are you saying, are you asking me about your opinion on your acting career? Should you try to challenge your acting skills or continue to roll in commercial movies?"

Jessica was caught off guard by Lance's rhetoric, but after a pause, Chaos's brain was completely smooth, "Yes, yes, that's it."

Lance raised his eyebrows slightly, and just as he was about to speak, Jessica said urgently, "Uh, I'll go make coffee, I think you need a cup of coffee now." Jessica stood up in a hurry and walked towards the kitchen. Lance looked at Jessica's slim back, and he could see her excitement from Jessica's light steps, as if the whole world was brightened, which made Lance's mouth slightly outline a smile.

Regarding the career of an actor, Lance has always insisted that no one is omnipotent, and no one is perfect. It seems that such a system is generally popular in Hollywood. Actors who have won the recognition of acting need to seek breakthroughs in commercial box office, and actors with the best box office appeal will always hope to be recognized in acting.

Of course, the result of taking into account both is the best, which is also the realm that many actors have been pursuing, such as top actors such as Leonardo DiCaprio, Tom Cruise, Tom Hanks, Brad Pitt, Julia Roberts, and Nicole Kidman, all of which are trying to go hand in hand with each other.

But there are only a handful of actors who can truly reach such a height.

For more than one actor, it is very rare to do one of them well. There are more than 100,000 actors in Hollywood, and there are only a few hundred actors who can reach the top in one aspect. Jessica Alba is obviously like this.

At her peak, Jessica's appearance and figure were unparalleled in the world, and it can almost be said to have won the hearts of everyone in the world. Even women cannot deny Jessica's charm. As a vase, Jessica has reached an unimaginable peak. But it is undeniable that Jessica still lacks enough talent in acting. Her expression is too stiff, and it is difficult to show the delicateness and depth of the character in front of the camera. Even in many ordinary shots, her performance is a bit deliberate and impetuous.

All of this made Jessica's career limitations increasingly greater. The title of "Vase" could never be escaped. The rapid decline after her peak forced her to start seeking transformation. Even so, Lance never thought that such a career choice for actors was a failure, because Jessica had achieved heights and successes that countless people could not reach. Moreover, as a vase, she could definitely be regarded as a dazzling landscape in the movie, adding more highlights to commercial movies.

This may be a height that most actors cannot reach in their lifetime. So, Lance does not think Jessica needs to worry about these problems.

"Fantastic Four" and "City of Sin" are two works that have brought Jessica's career to the peak of her actors. Therefore, even if Lance did not read the script, he believes that Jessica's decision to choose "Fantastic Four" is not hesitant.

I picked up the script and read it briefly. It turned out to be the "Fantastic Four" in my memory. Lance immediately put the script back on the coffee table and walked towards the kitchen.

Standing at the kitchen door, Lance saw Jessica's graceful back. She wore a wide long shirt that wrapped her hips around. Although she could not see the curve of her upper body, her slender and well-proportioned legs outlined the hidden sexiness bit by bit, making people think more and more.

At this time, Jessica stood in front of the cabinet, tiptoed to try to get the candy cube in the upper cabinet. Her hands raised high pulled up her shirt, and she could see the smile curve under her buttocks faintly. Her fingertips could clearly touch the candy cube, but she could never get it. This made the candy cube start to shake, which made people shocked.

Then, Jessica suddenly felt a burst of heat coming from behind her. The hot body temperature made her tremble gently. She raised her head, and then she saw Lance's graceful chin curve. To be continued.

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