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Chapter 312 Isabella Adjani

Isabella Adjani looked at Allen in front of her, and her eyes suddenly lit up. He was much more handsome than the one she had seen on TV before. What she saw then was Allen dressed in an old aristocratic style. If Allen at that time was like a medieval prince, the Allen in front of him now is like an angel who fell into the world. Well, not as holy as an angel, he can be regarded as a war angel.

Subconsciously glancing at Sophie Marceau, Isabella Adjani picked up her bag and stood up. Under Allen's somewhat surprised gaze, she said: "I'm just about to leave, so I'll give you the seat. Sir, can you accompany me for a walk?"

Allen was a little surprised. Faced with this invitation, he was a little confused. What's the inside story of this?

Why do I feel the smell of gunpowder? I have never heard of any disagreement between the two of them.

Spencer doesn't feel anything at all. He doesn't like those who are too old, he just likes those who are young. Now his eyes are full of Sophie Marceau, and Sophie Marceau has no expression on her face, and even has a slight tinge on her face. With a smile, his hands under the table were clenched tightly, and he said with a gritted tone: "Sister Isabella, let's talk another day."

When the two nobles are standing in front of you, anyone who is not a fool should know who to choose. Faced with Alan, Spencer next to him seems unremarkable, and even looks a bit like a pig. Now...

Ginger is still old, so Isabella immediately invited Allen. Sophie Marceau secretly hated her, but she couldn't openly compete with her in this situation, right?

This would be looked down upon by the two nobles in front of me, that would be too rude.

Spencer finally reacted after hearing Sophie Marceau's words. He looked at Isabella Adjani, who had already taken Allen's arm, then looked at Allen, and subconsciously waved to Allen, The brotherly love just now has disappeared, and now he only thinks that Allen is in the way!

Seeing Spencer's impatience, Allen's mouth twitched.

Damn it, you're so stupid.

Allen showed an apologetic smile to Sophie Marceau again, and did not say anything. Instead, he lowered his head slightly, strengthened his arms, and walked with Isabella Adjani and said: "I can walk with you. It’s just that this is my first time here, so I’m not very familiar with it.”

"It's okay, come with me. I'll take you to the beach first."

"good!"

Allen listened to Isabella's voice. Her voice was very soft, with a bit of a French rap sound, but it was different from the Russian rap sound.

When I was with that Sylvie Guillen, I didn't feel it at all. But now that I'm in contact with this kind of actress in the film and television industry, I find that no wonder the French speak like singing and are known as the most beautiful language. Now that I hear it, it sounds great!

This sound, when called at night, directly fills the atmosphere.

After leaving the cafe, you are not far from the beach. In front of the cafe is a sea embankment. The level of the embankment is the road. Go down the stone ladder reserved on the embankment. It is about a few meters high. Below is the beach.

On the beaches on the eastern side of the Atlantic Ocean, the color of the sand and gravel is slightly yellowish and whitish. In addition, the water here is very blue and looks picturesque. The weather is not very hot now, and there are no waves on the beaches. The foamy, gentle waves crashing on the beach were, to be honest, a bit poetic.

Isabella Adjani didn’t know what to think. She was wearing jeans, but she was wearing a country-style skirt with long sleeves. Now she took off her shoes and walked barefoot Stroll along the beach.

Allen was a little distracted from chatting with her. He used to look down on Quentin in Hollywood, thinking that this guy was a foot fetish maniac and his behavior was too perverted.

but now!

Allen somewhat understood why Quentin had this hobby.

My white and tender feet stepped on the beach, and bits of gravel stuck to my feet. When the waves slowly submerged my feet, they took away the gravel from my feet.

This feeling is a little bit tempting.

It’s better to be an elder sister, who knows much better, unlike those young ones who have to live and die all day long, cry at every turn, and know less.

Allen narrowed his eyes slightly. This Isabella Adjani seemed to have come prepared. It was interesting. This move was revealed in advance, and he almost didn't catch it.

"I haven't seen anything about you in the news recently. What's wrong? Aren't you going to make a movie in the next two years?"

Isabella Adjani opened her arms and just walked on the beach. She was holding high heels in her left hand and moved her right hand to signal Allen to hold her. When Allen gently held her hand, she appeared asked with some concern.

The wilderness survival movie released last year was, in theory, a TV series and not a movie. Calculating it carefully, Allen hadn’t made a movie in two years. This was Isabella’s biggest concern, so she didn’t care. I wanted to make some excuses.

If this person has an idea recently, wouldn't it be a good time for him to come back and make a movie?

"Haha, I'm going to university to study. I'm quite busy with my family affairs, so I can't take care of some things."

Allen moved his left hand and gently held Isabella's right hand. This small hand had no calluses at all. With such skin and such a figure, who would dare to believe that this son is already in his teens and is older than William? Big.

But this Isabella Adjani is also a wonderful person, and the French are very romantic.

According to Allen's understanding of the word romance, there should be a pause in the middle of romance. Wave means one thing, slow means another, and they were having a great time.

For example, falling in love is falling in love, and sleeping is sleeping. They are not the same thing, and they may not be the same person. When it comes to love, it is about taking care of the heart, and when it comes to sleeping, it is about taking care of the kidneys.

And if these two are compatible, do you think they will get married next?

No, no, no, the person you are getting married to is not the same person as the previous two.

Falling in love, sleeping, and getting married are three things. It is best to do them with three or more different people to make them interesting.

Of course, ordinary people may not play so fancy, but ordinary people are only relatively simple.

This Isabella Adjani, even though she has given birth to a child, she has never been married!

She only admitted that she had been in love before. As for the child, it was called an unexpected result and a gift from God. Isn't it romantic?

Isabella Adjani's eyes lit up when she heard Allen say that he went to university for further studies. She was worried that there was no common topic. Isn't this right? !

"Study further? What a coincidence. Since I finished filming "Rodin's Lovers" in 1988, although I was nominated for the Oscar for Best Actress, I failed in the end. I wanted to go further to study and improve myself, and finally I was admitted to the French Academy of Sciences. I have also been studying the National Center for the Performing Arts in the past few years.”

"oh?"

Allen looked up and down at Isabella Adjani. She was in her thirties, but just because a movie didn't win the Oscar for Best Actress, she could endure the pain of not making movies for a few years and then go to further studies. Girls are very ambitious.

As for that "Rodin's Lover", it's a good movie! It's very artistic and full of French style. As for the specific content of the story, just like the title, it's very straightforward!

As for Rodin, he should be a person that everyone is familiar with. His sculptures are very famous.

The sculpture called "The Thinker", squatting on a stone pier, holding his chin with one hand and lowering his head to think, is a work by Rodin.

As for a sculptor, when he sculpts, he actually needs a model just like a painter.

In this film, Isabella Adjani plays a lover who has been with Rodin since she was a girl, and then became his sculpture model. The story is very bloody, but the movie is very interesting, mainly because of Isabella Adjani. Jiani's figure is clearly revealed in this movie. She is plump, but not fat, and her white body is shining.

Seeing that he mentioned the name of the movie, Allen fell into deep thought, and then turned to look at himself. Isabella Adjani raised her head slightly, revealing her white swan-like neck, and raised her right hand slightly, with a concave look, very indifferent asked: "Am I out of shape?"

"hehe."

Allen laughed twice and looked openly at his figure under the tight skinny jeans. As expected, he was a little embarrassed to ask such a direct question.

"The clothes you wore today are very beautiful, but they cover part of your beauty. I can't see it clearly, which is a bit regretful."

Isabella Adjani glanced at Allen with a smile, and said in a charming voice: "It seems that Allen, you like pure art and don't like haziness."

Tsk tsk tsk.

Hear, hear!

Allen was a little moved. This is the art environment in Europe and France. Look at people's words. They like pure art and don't like the hazy feeling.

This is art, this is a close friend!

"I don't just like pure art. Sometimes, I still have a great desire to explore various types of art that I have never been exposed to."

"Oh? What about me? Allen, do you have a desire to explore?"

"It's a little bit there, but I can't see it clearly. This is not the right place to explore."

Allen pulled Isabella Adjani closer to him, lowered his head, and said something in a low voice.

We are all adults, not young, so the process is not that important. The main thing is a stream of consciousness. Once your eyes meet, you can understand what it means.

At the moment, Allen likes the character of Isabella Adjani very much. She is very direct, but there is still a hint of euphemism in her words. This feeling is very attractive.

“Then where is the right place to explore?”

Isabella Adjani raised her head slightly, looked at Allen with eyes that seemed to be strained, and asked in a very soft tone.

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At this time, if Allen directly took out the keys to the villa that he had ordered, it would look very naive. Although the atmosphere was in place, it would still look like he was prepared, which would be too deliberate and impolite.

Under such circumstances, I could only bear the pain and said: "Ms. Isabella, can you recommend a restaurant? We should have something to eat first and chat while eating. I think I should explore you slowly."

"Haha. You are a true gentleman."

When Isabella Adjani heard Allen's next arrangement, she chuckled, and the blush on her face became more obvious.

Being able to show full respect to a lady without being impatient is a gentleman. And even though he had teased him so much, Allen could actually hold back. This made Isabella Adjani's impression of Allen even higher. At first glance, if a person is good-looking but has poor qualities, then he is not perfect. Isabella Adjani likes perfect things.

Isabella Adjani, who has given birth to a child, is not out of shape at all. Even in Allen's opinion, this period is her most golden period.

But the only thing that disappointed Allen was that he thought Isabella Adjani was unusual, but when things happened, she still cried, which made Allen feel a little guilty.

You said that if you were really sad, we could stop and take a rest, but since you don't stop crying, what does that mean?

Mr. Allen is a gentleman!

Gentlemen must respect women. Should this stop now?

At about ten o'clock the next morning, Allen turned his hands on the edge of the bathtub and looked at the beach outside the window. Today's morning glow looked extremely beautiful. This place was indeed as Luc Besson said, with not many people and good scenery. Nice people too.

Just getting up in the morning and taking a bath in the morning glow is Allen's favorite environment. Unfortunately, the old castle at home doesn't even have larger windows. He is now looking forward to his new home when it is built. Finally, you can enjoy the feeling of taking a bath while looking at the scenery at home.

"What do you want to eat later?"

Isabella Adjani, wrapped in a bath towel, bent over and hugged Allen gently from behind and asked.

"What to eat?"

Allen leaned back, looked up at Isabella Adjani and said, "With you here, I'm not in the mood to eat anything else."

"Haha. You are awesome and a gentleman."

Isabella Adjani is no longer as bold as she was when she first met Allen yesterday. Listening to Allen's words, she seemed a little shy and praised her slightly.

"How awesome is it?"

Allen asked with a smile.

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Isabella Adjani licked her lips. Allen's words made her calm heart stir up again. When she thought of last night

Allen looked at Isabella Adjani's rosy face and suddenly remembered a very cold joke.

But considering the occasion, I forgot about it.

Along with the sound of rushing water, Allen stood up, pulled out a bath towel, and prepared to take Isabella Adjani for another morning exercise.

Just as they were about to walk out of the bathroom, the phone on the bedside rang. Allen and Isabella Adjani looked at each other and walked to the phone. Who in this rented villa would make a phone call so early in the morning?

"Hello?"

"Alan! Where are you? Help me."

"Um?"

Allen put the microphone slightly away and glanced at it with some confusion. Why did this voice sound a bit like Spencer's?

But compared to yesterday, why does Spencer's voice sound weaker today?