At the Hyatt Regency Hotel in Los Angeles, a very ordinary car drove into the underground parking lot. Blake Lively took out his mobile phone, looked at the room number sent by Martin, got out of the car, entered the dedicated elevator, and took the elevator to the top floor.
The double elevator doors opened to both sides, and Blake saw her boyfriend at a glance.
As soon as she returned to Los Angeles from other places, she couldn't wait to come over.
Martin stood at the door, looking at her with a smile.
"ah--"
Blake screamed and rushed forward as if a cannonball was fired.
The person bumped into Martin and even his feet were raised.
Martin hugged her tightly and carried her into the room.
Blake, the licking dog, opened his mouth and bit Martin's face.
When the door closed, Martin slapped her toned buttocks and said, "Bite in the wrong place!"
Blake let go of his teeth, jumped off him, and showed off two rows of neat and beautiful teeth: "That's right, I will bite and taste every part of you."
The licking dog who covets the male god has reached a certain level.
Female fans are so crazy and considerate that they just ask the male idol to lie flat on his back.
As a result, a plot that can be placed in the Sacred Valley appears, a story that male gods and female fans cannot describe.
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In Sherman Oaks, Martin's neighbor Jillian Flynn had a busy day and it was getting dark as she returned to the Cody neighborhood.
In a car parked on the side of the road, the driver's window was lowered, and Bruce shouted over there: "I'm here."
Jillian received a call from Martin during the day, and immediately got into the co-pilot position: "Old Boo, is there anything you can't talk about over the phone?"
Bruce said: "Sending you Entertainment Weekly some big news."
Gillian thought immediately: "I remember the cover of the next issue was Martin and Wanted."
"It's more than that." Bruce roughly said: "Martin is officially dating Blake, the heroine of "Summer of Jeans". It has not been exposed yet. How about the relevant news and photos appearing in Entertainment Weekly?"
Gillian, who is the deputy editor of the celebrity section, immediately expanded on this topic: "I remember Blake was one of the 16 people directly saved by Martin. Heroes save beauties, and beauties fall in love with heroes. As long as you do a little bit of writing, the topic will be certain. It can explode."
Bruce said: "The crew and Warner Bros. will also communicate with Entertainment Weekly. You can help push it and strive for better pages."
When the other party sent the news, Jillian said appropriately: "No problem, I will keep an eye on this matter." She then asked: "Do you need me to send a reporter to cooperate with you in taking photos?"
Bruce shook his head: "No, I'll give you the photo then."
"I'm waiting for your big news." Jillian got out of the car and went straight back home.
Bruce took out his cell phone and called Thomas first. When he was about to call Martin, considering the old man's toughness, he edited a text message and sent it.
After a while, a message came back from there.
Knowing that Martin was busy, Bruce simply drove to the satellite city of Venice, called Khloe Kardashian on the way and asked her to go out for a drink.
Jin was very busy and went to New York, so it was easy for Bruce to find reasons and excuses not to ask out his sister, but to call her sister instead.
At noon the next day, the costumers and stylists hired by the crew entered the suite and began styling Blake.
Of course Martin couldn't run away either.
When Blake was getting his hair done by the stylist, he asked with concern, "Isn't this what you spent money on?"
"No." Martin sat next to her and asked, "Why do you ask that?"
Blake lowered his voice: "If they ask you to pay for it, I will go to Dad and ask his project team to reimburse you."
Martin reached out his hand and hooked Blake's finger: "No one has cared about me like this for a long time."
Blake grabbed Martin's finger with his backhand and scratched it gently: "You are not only my boyfriend, you are also my idol."
All Martin can say is that Blake did everything a normal female fan could do.
As for abnormal female fans, it’s best not to consider them.
For example, those female fans of Manson are terrible.
Martin asked instead: "What script did your father buy?"
"It's called Elvis and Annabelle," Blake said simply, "a love story."
She added: "My father is still discussing another project with Warner Brothers. I don't know the details very well. I only know that it is a campus comedy that takes place in New York and may be filmed as a series."
Martin nodded: "You are very suitable for this style now."
The costume designer came in quickly and carefully selected casual clothes that not only suited Martin and Blake's personal styles, but also highlighted their figures and made it clear that they were a couple.
At 3:30 in the afternoon, a group of more than a dozen people set off.
Three commercial vehicles rushed to Malibu Station first.
Blake got into Martin's Escalade and Bruce drove over after him.
On the way, Thomas called: "There aren't many people around now, hurry up and get here."
The Escalade soon arrived at the coast not far from Jeffrey's restaurant and stopped in an open space.
The stylist rushed over, took a look at Martin and Blake's makeup, made an OK gesture to the cameraman, and said, "Let's get started."
Martin held Blake's hand and walked along the coastline toward the beach.
Although the two of them were wearing casual clothes, their carefully designed looks were handsome and beautiful enough.
The photographer set up his camera, wasn't too happy with the light, and shouted, "Get the hood up!"
An assistant immediately carried the visor onto the stage, stood on one side of Martin and Black, and walked with them along the seaside.
Blake was mentally prepared, but it was the first time in his life to do such a street shoot, so he was inevitably a little nervous.
The photographer reminded: "Blake, relax and be natural. You are going on a normal date with Martin now."
Blake said nothing, adjusting his breathing and pace.
Martin said softly: "When we go shopping in the future, the number of shots we will take will be ten times that of today. Please adapt as soon as possible."
Blake nodded vigorously, turned around and hooked his arms around Martin's neck, raised his feet and kissed him, and then stuck out his tongue without any ethics.
She did these things smoothly and naturally, and her face and body were filled with joy from the bottom of her heart.
The assistant carrying the visor was fed a mouthful of dog food, cursing words starting with F in his mind, and had to keep changing the angle in conjunction with the two kissing.
The photographer must not only make the photos beautiful enough, but also look like street photography, which also tests his ability.
After the passionate kiss, Martin held Blake's hand and continued walking forward, chatting about interesting things in Mexico.
Blake couldn't stop laughing because of him. If you ignored the existence of the visor, it was just ordinary shopping.
Many beautiful and cool "street photos" of celebrities and supermodels are actually taken this way.
And most of them have fixed media cooperation.
Martin and Blake lay on the railing on the shore, quietly admiring the sunset.
The cameraman has taken nearly a hundred photos and will only be able to select about ten from them.
Blake watched the sun set over the horizon and said, "It would be nice to watch the sunrise and set together like this every day."
According to the normal routine, Martin should say something like I will always be by your side.
But being a man of principle, he said: "So, we have to seize every good moment."
Blake nodded, took the initiative to come over, and kissed Martin again under the sunset.
An eighteen-year-old girl enjoys the beauty of love.
Martin pointed to the famous Jeffrey's Restaurant in Malibu in the distance and said, "I made a reservation for dinner. Come on over."
In order to achieve good street photography, Blake only ate a little breakfast and didn’t eat at all at noon.
She was also hungry at this moment, so she dragged Martin away: "I want to have a luxurious meal."
Martin quickened his pace, got into the Escalade together, and shouted: "Old Boo, drive."
But Bruce could keep his composure and said, "Wait a moment and let the photographer go first."
Martin and Blake could only wait a few minutes, doing one thing and loving another.
The photographer rushed to the restaurant and after choosing a location, he called.
Bruce then drove over.
The Escalade stopped at the door of the restaurant. From the moment Martin took Blake out of the car to the time the two walked into the restaurant with their fingers intertwined, the photographer filmed the entire process and took dozens of photos.
Martin came to the west side of the restaurant, enjoying the sunset and tasting the food.
The female fans, overwhelmed with love, could hardly help the throbbing in their hearts, and dragged the male idol away to look at the sea and the sunset.
These two people are enjoying themselves, while the people outside are still carrying their weight and moving forward.
Bruce picked up the phone and made a call: "Thomas, tell them to move quickly. Select the photos and give them to me before nine o'clock tonight, and I will send them to Entertainment Weekly."
"I know." Thomas didn't have time to have dinner, so he called the others to get into the commercial vehicle: "Let's go, let's go, hurry back to the studio, there is still work waiting for us!"
The crew paid overtime pay in full, and the photographer was fed the meal. He immediately packed up the equipment and got into the car and headed straight to Burbank.
On the way, Thomas ordered pizza and asked the store to deliver it directly to Warner Studios.
He also had to work overtime, and all the selected photos had to be seen in person before he could feel at ease.
At half past eight, Bruce drove Martin and Blake back to the Hyatt Regency Hotel. After waiting at the door of the hotel for a while, Thomas drove over.
The two met Gillian Flynn, who they had made an appointment with, in the hotel cafe.
The latter got the photos, returned home and spent the night looking at them and writing words, showing off his creative passion.
The new issue of "Entertainment Weekly" is on the market. The cover image is Martin's appearance in "Wanted". The title page shows a photo of Martin and Blake interlocking their fingers and admiring the sunset together.
"After being saved from a gangster by Martin Davis, Blake Lively chooses to fall in love with her hero!"
At the same time, Martin's blog also posted photos of him and Blake comparing their hearts to each other.
Bruce sent some photos he took privately of Martin and Blake to Jody and other paparazzi.
The gossip media followed suit.
"Martin and Blake, the darlings of the world."
A typical gossip newspaper like The American Hearer is even more exaggerated.
"Blake Lively said that Martin is her idol, her hero, and her male god, and now she embraces all of them!"
(End of chapter)
