Hollywood Secret Garden

Kate leaned in her arms and kept sobbing. Although she didn't answer, she had already explained the problem. The little girl sighed. In her previous life, she knew that she had been sunk for a long time because of her father's death, but it was obvious that at Christmas last year Mr. Beckinsale seemed to be in good spirits, how could he pass away like this? (Note)

Angela wanted to ask what was going on, but Kate in her arms was crying so sadly, she couldn't say anything, she just kept comforting her, and at the same time, there were complicated emotions in her heart. The days flashed by in my head.

Finally, Kate stopped crying and sat back on the sofa. Angela hurried to the bathroom to find a clean towel to wet and handed it to her.

"Thank you." Kate said in a low voice, then leaned her head back on the sofa, covered the entire towel on her face, and after a long time sighed, wiped her face with the towel, then straightened her body and blushed. Looking at the little girl standing next to her, the two looked at each other for a moment, and then said together: "I'm sorry." Both of them were stunned by the same voice, and then they burst out laughing together.

"I'm sorry, Angie, I shouldn't have yelled at you." Kate said softly, clutching her forehead. She looked much better now, at least with blood on her face.

"I should be the one to say sorry, Kate, I didn't know that Mr. Richard had..." The little girl shrugged, but didn't say it completely.

Kate was silent for a moment, wiped away the tears rolling down her eyes again, and shook her head slightly: "It's okay, I just... I just..." She raised her head, trying to force a smile, but it seemed More like pain.

"No one will tell me I love you when I am good night, no one will improvise for me when I am happy, no one will put me on the shoulder to play on the set..." Kate lowered her head and moved her slender fingers Inserted into the hair, choked up his voice, and began to get excited again.

Angela sighed secretly, stepped forward again and put her head in her arms. She knew that she and her mother were the only ones in Kate's house now. Of course, she had to act strong in front of her mother, comfort her mother and listen to her mother's confession. , but who will let her rely on and listen to her talk?

The little girl caressed her short hair, listening to her talking about her father intermittently, she was really sad. If she didn't write to her for two months, then Mr. Li Cha passed away at least half a month ago. , What kind of life she has lived in the past half month can be imagined. Some things are always cherished after they are lost, just like that time... When she came to her senses, Kate no longer spoke, but leaned on her arms fell asleep.

Hell, for God's sake, why is it that I'm always more of a sister when the two of us are together in private.The little girl rolled her eyes, she is 7 years older than me, okay!Angela sighed and gently placed her on the sofa, then found pillows and blankets to cover her.

She slept deeply, breathed very evenly, her beautiful face was full of haggardness, the little girl brushed her short hair lightly, now Kate Beckinsale is 18 years old, and her exquisite facial features are already vaguely visible With the kind of temperament and charm in the future, she liked her movies very much in her previous life.Looking at Kate who was sleeping soundly, thoughts of pranks welled up in her heart, Angela didn't think much, leaned over and kissed her lightly on the lips.

After the kiss, the little girl turned her body sideways and immediately covered her face. Her little face was burning hot. If she kissed Jessica this morning because she played too hard, what is going on now?Yes, I like her, I have desires for her, but that was before!I'm a girl now!It's a girl!

Angela kept patting her face, took deep breaths, and finally calmed down. She didn't dare to look at the sleeping Kate anymore. She stood up, found an apron to wrap herself around, and found a towel to cover her head clumsily. Then start cleaning the room.

Because Kate was sleeping, Angela had to try her best not to make any noise when tidying up the room, so she not only spent more time but also spent a lot of energy. It was not until dusk that the dirty and messy house was tidied up. The sun was rare. Revealed from the thick clouds of London, a golden splash poured in through the windows.

The little girl breathed a sigh of relief, stood up straight and stretched her waist a lot. For a while, her waist was sore and her legs hurt.Angela clapped her hands, as if feeling something, turned her head to look, and Kate, who was lying on the sofa, had opened her eyes and was looking at her motionless.

"Hey, dear, are you going to just lie there like that and watch me do things?" The little girl tilted her head, looked at her with her hands on her hips and said dissatisfied.

Kate slowly supported her body and smiled at her: "Thank you, Angie."

"Okay, Kate," Angela pulled down the towel covering her head, shook her hair, stepped forward and lowered her body against her forehead, and said softly, "Stop doing this again, Mr. Richard I certainly don't want you to be like this in heaven."

"Yes, I know, thank you, Angie, thank you." Kate suddenly held the little girl in her arms, leaned her head lightly on her shoulder, closed her eyes and murmured.

The little girl patted her vest comfortingly. She seemed calm but her heart was full of false fires. She and Kate were so close together that she could fully feel the bumpy body that was only separated by a shirt. .

Hell, what's wrong with me, the little girl who tried her best to suppress her shortness of breath gritted her teeth and thought, she had never done this before when making intimacy, could it be...could it be...could it be that she started to develop?Hell, even if the hormones start to increase, it should be a man... No no no!Absolutely not, that's fine!That's great!

Kate, who noticed that the little girl was restless, hurriedly separated from her and looked at her carefully. Angela's face was slightly flushed, and she seemed a little afraid to look at her.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?" Kate asked strangely.

"No, it's nothing, I'm fine." After all, it was "forty" years old, Angela quickly returned to normal, and then changed the subject: "I've told you many times, Kate, you keep your hair It'll look better if it's longer."

Kate pulled her short hair and sighed: "I see."

The little girl scratched her head, and asked mysteriously, "Do you have a boyfriend?"

Kate froze for a moment, then shook her head with a chuckle: "Why do you ask me this question?"

"I want to know how your sex life is." Angela made a face to hide her guilt.

"Damn it! I don't need you, an 11-year-old brat, to worry about my sex life!" Kate immediately blushed and said with her fists pumped. She didn't notice the little girl's expression, thinking that Angela wanted to use this topic to divert her attention, grateful and tinged with embarrassment.

And Angela was even more puzzled, remembering that before Kate went to Hollywood, she had a boyfriend who lived together, the guy who played the werewolf leader Lucien in "Underworld"... Yes, the guy named Mike Sheen, in 99 Kate still had She gave birth to a daughter for this guy, but in the past few years, she and Kate have met at least two or three times a year, and she has never seen her have a boyfriend. Could it be that his little butterfly fanned some kind of storm and sent this guy to him? Fan gone?But even so, if you think about it carefully, you will find that Kate has almost no male friends, which is very strange now, aren't Western women very open?Although she couldn't figure it out, Angela suddenly seemed to let go of something and relaxed.

At this moment, both of their stomachs growled at the same time. Kate and Angela looked at each other and laughed together.

"Okay, miss, we'll go out to eat after I change my clothes and wash my hair." Kate smiled and rubbed the little girl's head, got up and walked to the back room.

"I see that there is still half a piece of pizza in the refrigerator, why not heat it up in the microwave later." Angela asked while arranging her clothes.

"If you want to spend the night at Marston Hospital tonight, I have no objection, but please don't count me in." Kate's voice came from the back room.

"Oh, my God, how long have you been letting it go!" Angela frowned and stretched out her hands to fan her face, so she had to forget it.

Although it takes a long time for women to change clothes, Kate didn't keep the little girl waiting long. Soon she came out wiping her hair. The white long-sleeved T-shirt was very decent, and the women's jeans showed her slender legs perfectly. After she came out, it would be more perfect if she added a pair of women's low-heeled sandals, but unfortunately, perhaps influenced by the little guy, she wore white running shoes, which matched her short hair like a wild boy.

"By the way, why did you come back to London? It's not summer vacation yet." Kate asked suddenly.

"Well..." Angela thought for a while, but decided to tell the truth, "I came to London to make a movie."

When Kate heard the word "make a movie", she was taken aback, but then recovered, and asked in surprise, "make a movie?"

"Of course," the little guy shrugged, and then added: "My manager is right below, if you don't believe me, you can ask him."

Kate took a few seconds to digest the news, and then asked a barrage of questions:

"How did you come up with the idea of ​​making a movie?"

"Mr. Jared gave you permission to make a movie?"

"Shouldn't you run out by yourself like before?!"

"Okay, Kate!" Angela rolled her cute eyes, "I've already said, my agent is right below, you can ask her if you have any questions."

After a pause, she saw that her face was still full of doubts, so she said, "Well, Kate, let's go to dinner first, and I will explain to you slowly tonight, OK?"

Note: The death of Kate Beckinsale's father is different from the real world. In the future, if it is not an issue that may subvert the structure of the entire novel, this book shall prevail.