Hollywood Secret Garden

Chapter 155 Why?

Because the curtains were drawn, the whole room looked very dark, and then a birthday cake with candles was brought out from the kitchen, and at the same time, the singing of "Happy Birthday to You" rang out, and everyone sat around Jessica. In a circle, smiling and clapping and singing.

The cake was placed on the table, and the flames on the candles danced like dancing.

"Make a wish, Jesse." Angela beside her said with a smile, "Have you made up your mind yet?"

"Of course, I've thought about it, but don't expect me to tell you, Angie." Jessica raised her eyebrows, then folded her hands and closed her eyes facing the candle.

The candles were extinguished, the curtains were drawn open, and the sunlight streamed in, brightening the whole room.

"Happy birthday, Jessie!" The blonde girl with green eyes printed a sweet kiss on Jessica's cheek.

Then, the screen freezes.

Angela put down the remote control in her hand and stared fixedly at the screen on the TV. This video was shot by Mr. Mark Alba with a rented video camera. As soon as the party was over, she was going to find someone outside Place ripped volumes kept as souvenirs.

"Jessie, you annoy me." Angela sighed, pressed the rewind button, looked at the scene over and over again, her little tongue licked the corner of her mouth, as if she was still reminiscing about the entanglement with Jessica To be honest, if Lin Sai hadn't come to knock on the door in the end, she would have pressed Jessica on the bed. Of course, in view of her poor sensitive body, she might have been pressed on the bed in the end.

But no matter what, she clearly felt Jessica's inner resistance to herself, but this resistance was not firm, as if it would disappear with a light touch.

Even so, Angela also knew what she was resisting, but she didn't dare to verify that unsteady resistance. She knew that since Jessica would have such a reaction, she must be very sensitive to same-sex love. She didn't want to hurt each other's heart.

"Actually, I'm not gay." Angela muttered.In the depths of her consciousness, she always thought so.Of course, how others see it is another matter.

Turn off the TV, take out the video tape and put it away carefully.Angela opened the glass door of the balcony, and a few stars could barely be seen in the dark night sky.The gentle breeze blowing from the sea makes people feel so comfortable that they want to relax.

Forget it, stop thinking about it.The girl shook her head, turning her thoughts to Lindsay, what Jessica had told her today.In fact, she has some feelings. Angela doesn't know what kind of feelings she has for Lindsay. She has the affection of playing together in the past two years, and also has the guilt of plagiarizing "A Couple Born", but more is indeed Sympathy for all the things she suffered in her previous life.

So when they get along.Angela indulged or disciplined her more intentionally or unintentionally like an elder. That's right, an elder, not a sister. As for why, she couldn't tell why, but it felt really strange.And Lindsay obviously felt this instinctively, otherwise she wouldn't have come to her house to spend the night again and again when there were quarrels at home.

Having said that, I really miss that time when she was completely naked and held in my arms. It was much more comfortable than holding a doll.Although most of the time, I was held as a doll.

it's a pity.Lindsay's parents are still capable of guardianship, and as long as the father doesn't drink, he will be fine.As for the mother, as long as her father doesn't get abused because of her drinking, it's fine, otherwise Angela might instigate her parents to take Lindsay's custody.

But now that I have moved to Beverly Hills, and there are often paparazzi patrolling, neither Lindsay nor Jessica can come to her house, so I can only ask Jessica to take care of her. Of course, my phone It is better to be more diligent with Xin.

At this moment, she became more and more determined to help Lindsay as much as possible, correct her life trajectory, and stop depraving like in her previous life, becoming a typical bad girl in Hollywood.

"Okay, take a bath and look at the little guy, rest, and then you can go to sleep." Angela shrugged, returned to the house from the balcony, closed the glass door and drew the curtains, and then took off her clothes while walking, waiting to go When I got to the bathroom, I was left with only my underwear on.

With his hands behind his back, he unbuttoned his bra, and the restraints on his chest were loosened. The two balls that were still within the range of the B-cup immediately jumped out shaking, as if they had been imprisoned for a long time, and they couldn't wait to come out to breathe fresh air.

"Hmm!" Angela gasped for the stimulation of the cold air felt by her chest. Although she was used to wearing a bra, she always felt a sense of confusion whenever she took it off, especially when her breasts drooped. when.

Looking at myself in the mirror, my firm chest seems to have grown bigger again, and my height seems to be constantly rising, as if my body is growing loudly at any time.

If I do this again, will I become an F-cup?At that time, will I be brought to the ground by the chest at any time because of poor balance?Angela's face was weird, and she couldn't help but think wildly in her heart. What kind of joke is God playing? She didn't develop much before, but why does it look like she's taking hormones now?

Shaking her head to drive these inexplicable thoughts out of her mind, Angela took off her underwear, turned on the faucet and began to take a shower, but affected by the unfinished intimate incident at Jessica's house today, the sensitivity of her body was aroused It didn't decrease at all, but a little rinsing in some places gave her a lot of pleasure. If she hadn't been gritting her teeth and persisting, she might have started masturbating.

"It's disgusting, why am I always like this!" Angela complained after rushing two or three times. She didn't dare to use too much force when wiping her body. A little rubbing would make her shiver.

She has never liked masturbating, because it always makes her feel uncomfortable, of course, the ridiculous reason is impossible to say.Of course, but she doesn't refuse to masturbate, after all...it's a physiological need, just let it be in moderation.

Don't think about it, the girl drove these messy thoughts out of her mind again, dried her hair, changed into a bathrobe for herself, and then slipped out of the room in slippers to see her younger siblings, the two little ones were finally weaned, no It made Angela feel much more at ease to have trouble eating again, and it gave her more opportunities to bully them, but unfortunately, while she was taking a bath, Lucy and another maid had already Put the two little ones to sleep, so the girl could only lie on the side of the crib and take a look, and then secretly kissed each other.

After returning to her bedroom, Angela began to deal with her own affairs, such as replying to letters and the like. Although the national network had basically been laid out at this time, and she had already bought a computer herself, but for a video now For a guy whose computer is like an antique, he really lacks interest.

Besides, in her previous life, her good handwriting was destroyed by keys. In this life, she doesn't want to repeat the same mistakes. Whether writing letters or scripts, she rarely even uses a typewriter, let alone a keyboard. Even if computers develop in the future, she Also keep the habit of handwriting, so the current computer is temporarily reduced to a game console.

There were not many letters to answer, and the longest one was from Aunt Rowling. She didn't think too much about her status, but she was even more grateful for it, which made the girl a little embarrassed.

The shortest one is Edward's. Although he had made it clear before that he would not contact her again, Angela also found time to write back to him, but he never wrote again. The girl decided to write to him again. If there is still no Reply, that can only be forgotten.

"Okay, let's go to bed." After dealing with this, Angela yawned, changed into her pajamas, and went to bed with the lights off.

However, I lay on the bed and turned over several times without falling asleep. I was always thinking about a lot of things. For a while, it was the songs of the new album, and for a while it was after "My Best Friend's Wedding". I was thinking about what subject matter I should choose if I completely created an original script, but within a few seconds, I was thinking about Lindsay and Jessica. In short, it was very messy, jumping around, making her unable to concentrate.The last thing that comes to mind is the scene of making out in Jessica's bedroom.

It would have been nice if Jessica hadn't been against herself and it wasn't her birthday.As Angela thought about it, she didn't realize that her breathing had become short of breath.

What if it was Natalie who made out with her at that time?Such a thought suddenly came into her head again, and Angela couldn't help biting her lip.

The person who makes out with him in his head sometimes becomes Jessica, sometimes Natalie, and occasionally the face of Kate or Lindsay, intertwined and exchanged, until finally, it is fixed as Natalie's face.It wasn't until this moment that Angela realized that she had bowed sideways into a shrimp shape, put the fingers of one hand in her mouth to nibble, and stretched the other hand between her legs, her pajama pants and underwear had already He retreated to his knees, and wherever his fingers touched, it was all wet.

But at this moment, she couldn't stop anymore, she could only speed up the rhythm, trembling in her soft humming, until her hands were completely wetted by the intruding liquid, and then she panted and completely relaxed.

What happened, why did Jessica in my mind end up being Natalie?In the aftertaste of the climax, Angela thought in a daze.