There was no sound in Lance's departure, but it still alarmed everyone at the first time. No one could ignore Lance's powerful presence, and his eyes could not help but project towards Lance's back. However, the taste on the tip of his tongue was very mixed, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a blessing or a loss.

She raised her gaze inadvertently and subconsciously landed on Lance. Emma saw Lance's back turning around and leaving at the first time. She couldn't help but look over. Generally, at work, Lance refused any form of disturbance, which has become a consensus among the crew, but why did Lance leave halfway through work?

All the lights in the studio are concentrated in the background board, and the half of the door is dark. Only a light in the shape of the door penetrates in, making it more and more darkness spread all over the sky and the earth. The beam of light compressed to the extreme seems to be unable to resist at all, just like the only road to heaven in the boundless darkness of hell.

In the lonely beam of light, Lance's figure gradually approached the end of the light, and the slender and thin shadows were projected on the ground, pulled out to make the elders grow, and finally contracted into a dot of light. All shadows were swallowed by the bright sunshine outside the door, leaving only a blurred back.

Then, Emma saw the person Lance met, Scarlett Johnson.

A black shirt paired with a navy blue pleated skirt, a blue-gray suit jacket outlines the proud figure curve, the royal blue shoes in black high heels collide with the flames and red on the soft lips, the cold and arrogant temperament renders a fatal sex/sense, and the gentle charm of the eyes makes time stop for an instant.

Then, it suddenly bloomed! Scarlett's eyes fell in Lance's eyes. Lance bent down and wrote a kiss deeply on the rose-like lips. The smile on the corner of his mouth bloomed, as if he had been waiting for the long flower season. At midnight, all the flowers were released.

Lance gently embraced Scarlett's waist, and the two walked to the dark blue coupe behind him. Opened the passenger seat, Lance sat in. Scarlett walked around the front of the car in high heels and sat heroically into the driver's seat. The roar of the engine penetrated the door and echoed in the studio in a low voice, leaving only a faint assembly line, and the car disappeared from sight in a blink of an eye.

The frozen air in the studio was suddenly broken by the noisy discussion, like boiling water reaching the boiling point. Only then did people notice that everyone had just fallen into a strange tranquility. Now the excitement finally burst out and released, and the gossip soul flashing in their eyes was burning - so, is the rumor that Lance and Scarlett were dating true?

Emma's bright eyes couldn't help but dim, and the mixed bitterness savored gently on the tip of her tongue. Her emotions seemed to fall from high altitude in an instant. The feeling of weightlessness that broke into the sky made the whole person lose control. Emma took a deep breath to calm the boiling thoughts in her brain, and then took a deep breath again, and the messy heartbeat slightly regained some rhythm. She...she should have known for a long time, right? Getting close to that man means danger and harm.

But...why?

A thought suddenly flashed into Emma's mind - why did Lance suddenly show his love with Scarlett in public?

Lance doesn't like reporters to spy on his private life, and even breaks his face. Even during the film promotion period, Lance refused to answer too private topics. So far, the media only knows about Lance's private situation. As for the scandal between Jessica Alba and Kayla Knightley, the only reason why Lance is willing to respond is to hype and cooperate with the promotion, including Emma accompanying Lance to attend the premiere of "Sin City".

So, why is it different today? Is it for the publicity of "Raging Road" or for the other?

The chaotic emotions in Emma's mind gradually settled down and she fell into deep thought. Suddenly, Emma bit her lower lip, and her eyes burst into excited light again, looking at the studio gate with hope, even though Lance was no longer visible there.

"Hey...hey!" Robert ran towards the gate quickly, but then stopped in despair, standing in a daze, "Lance, then...what should I do?" Robert was a little at a loss. He was sure to be able to surround Lance today - he had been waiting for four days at the Burbank studio to create this accidental encounter, but now, Lance suddenly left again, and Robert Best could not understand what was going on.

Turning his head and looking at the camera crew that was re-entering the shooting, Robert thought about it carefully, his shrugged shoulders drooped, and finally turned around and walked towards the camera crew in a frustrated manner - no matter what, it is always beneficial or harmless to participate in this viral video shooting.

Scarlett stepped on the accelerator to the extreme, and the raging wind rushed into the car. The pleasure of speed made adrenaline burst out. He glanced at Lance in his eyes, but found that Lance's gaze was falling outside the window. The woman's sixth sense told Scarlett that Lance was a little absent-minded.

Release the accelerator and an emergency brake, the sports car stopped in time at the traffic light, but the fierce inertia made Scarlett and Lance rushed forward. Scarlett looked at Lance's side face with playfulness and asked with inquiry, "So, I didn't see paparazzi. It seems that you are not trying to use me to hype the news, so what is trouble you?"

Lance did not retract his gaze, and pursed his lips gently, and a joke leaked out, "Traffic tickets, and the fear of a car accident."

Scarlett rolled her eyes, "Then you can choose to get off the car." Lance sneered. Scarlett glanced at the indifferent Lance speechlessly. He seemed to have returned to his usual calmness, but it seemed a little different. Scarlett couldn't say it, "Man, you sent me a text message and asked me to find you immediately in Burbank. As a result, I saved you, but you didn't say a word of thanks, you must be him/her and mom joking with me."

Lance turned his head and looked at Scarlett, raising his eyebrows slightly, "You can choose not to come."

After being rebeled, Scarlett was not angry, but nodded seriously, "This is true. So, how do you plan to pay me?"

Lance couldn't help but smile, "I think a Chanel evening dress should not be the correct answer." The playful tone made Scarlett turn her head and see the light that flickered in Lance's blue eyes. Scarlett shrugged slightly, "Men always think women too complicated." After that, Scarlett let go of the brakes, and the car rushed out like an arrow from the string.

In a blink of an eye, Scarlett drove into the underground parking lot of a shopping mall next to him and found a quiet parking space in the corner of the second floor underground.

After the engine was turned off, Scarlett untied her seat belt, turned over and straddled Lance, pressing Lance firmly on the back of the chair, "I don't know why you called me, but I rushed over to Burbank, not to talk to you." Scarlett's breathing began to become hot, and the nails of his hands followed Lance's shoulders and his chest slowly stroked down. She could clearly feel the solid and well-proportioned muscles under the fabric, which made Scarlett's eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Wow, it seems that he hasn't seen me for several months, and there seems to be surprise waiting for me. So, is this the reason why you called today? Is there a big gift pack waiting for me to unpack?"

Lance held Scarlett's waist with both hands, went to his abdomen, straightened his back and approached Scarlett's ears, and said hoarsely, "You're still talking." All the chaotic thoughts in his mind were swept away. He raised his eyes and saw Scarlett's flaming red lips changing into different shapes under his white teeth, and finally evolved into a graceful arc, like a poppy flower, with the fatal charm piercing into Lance's chest.

Scarlett raised his hands again, pressed Lance's shoulder and pushed back hard, and his whole body was pressing up. The surging in his chest squeezed out all the air in his lungs. The soft and hot touch directly ignited the sparks that were filled with oxygen, completely detonating.

Scarlett held Lance's face with both hands, lowered his head/kissed/stopped the thin lips, and gently bited it with his teeth, and his hot breathing entangled. She bit the sexual lower lip and slowly pulled it back little by little. An excited smile appeared in her pupils, and vague words emerged from the gaps between the teeth, "As you wish." A simple sentence, because of the busyness of her teeth, saliva flowed out, and the sticky warm current instantly stirred up a thousand layers of waves.

Lance hugged Scarlett's buttocks with both hands, and the hardness and softness collided. A low moan in the depths of Scarlett's throat could not help but overflow. Under Lance's absolute power, it was torn to pieces and scattered in fragments. Lance pressed his upper body forward, evacuating the last gap between the two people. The already extremely thin oxygen immediately disappeared without a trace. In the suffocation state, you could even feel the boiling sweat slowly sliding down the track of the back of the back. He groped with his left hand to find the handle of the seat, pressed hard, and the back of the chair was flattened. He stood up and hugged Scarlett into his arms. He flipped his whole body hard, and then changed from downward and regained the initiative.

The carriage was filled with low sounds, and suddenly it swept like a storm. The streamlined car was like a canoe bumping in a tsunami. It seemed that there was danger of destruction every second. The waves came one after another, fierce and fierce, and the whole world began to shake.
Chapter completed!