My absurd experiences in North America over the years

Li Fu did not rush to the next step, but instead supported himself with one hand on her side and gently stroked her cheek in the moonlight coming in from the window.

Gadot was somewhat bewildered by his gaze, and a touch of passionate blush appeared at the corners of her eyes.

She couldn't resist tilting her long neck back, like a dying swan, and kissed him willingly.

She revealed her vulnerability and longing to him without reservation.

Li Fu lowered his head, his warm kisses tracing down her jawline and lingering on her delicate collarbone.

His calloused hands, with just the right amount of pressure, gently caressed the delicate skin on her waist, his fingertips lightly tracing the smooth edge of the fabric.

"Li..." Gadot murmured impatiently, her hands scratching helplessly at his broad back, her fingertips sinking into his firm muscles, leaving a few ambiguous red marks.

Li Fu breathed heavily, the rise and fall of his chest conveying his feelings to her through their close skin.

He finally stopped restraining himself and leaned down to kiss her slightly parted lips. This time it was no longer a gentle probing, but a forceful, deep kiss, suffocating and intense.

As he moved, the black off-the-shoulder dress finally gave way, slipping down her rounded shoulders and bunching up at her waist. The moonlight shone unhindered on her smooth, jade-like skin, giving it a cool and alluring glow.

Li Fu's kisses became increasingly delicate and passionate, touching every inch of her body from her earlobe to the side of her neck.

Gadot felt like a lone boat adrift in a storm, clinging tightly to the man before her.

The old wooden bed creaked rhythmically with their movements, accompanied by suppressed gasps and soft sobs, weaving a blush-inducing melody in the empty, silent room.

Sweat trickled down their foreheads, mingling together. Li Fu stared intently at the woman beneath him, already lost in passion, imagining her dignified and sacred appearance as Wonder Woman in her past life. A sense of satisfaction quietly grew within him.

He guessed that Gadot's deliberate approach to him, and even her seduction of him, must have been for some reason he didn't know.

It's even possible that it was Cole's arrangement, that he wanted Lucy to give up completely.

But at this moment, none of that matters.

In this process, wasn't he just going with the flow?

As for Gadot at this moment, she has, in a sense, transformed from the "hunter" into the "prey".

After an unknown amount of time, the storm gradually subsided.

Gadot slumped limply in Li Fu's arms, her long hair scattered messily on the pillow, a few strands damp with sweat clinging to her flushed cheeks.

Her breathing was still somewhat rapid, her chest heaving violently, and her eyes were staring unfocused at the ceiling.

It was as if his soul had not yet fully returned to its rightful place.

Probably no woman could resist the feeling at this moment.

It's hard to describe whether it's wonderful or intoxicating.

Li Fu reached out and tucked Jia Duo's disheveled hair behind her ear, his fingertips gently tracing her burning cheeks.

"Are you still cold?" he asked in a low voice.

Gadot shook her head, buried her face in the crook of his neck, and rubbed against him like a satisfied cat, her voice muffled, "So tired, I don't want to move at all..."

Li Fu chuckled and pulled the thin blanket next to him over himself.

Autumn has quietly arrived in Los Angeles.

"Go to sleep! I'll take you back tomorrow," he said, gently stroking her cheek.

Gadot hummed in agreement and quickly fell into a deep sleep in his arms.

Li Fu, however, was wide awake.

He listened to the occasional meows of cats outside the window and the sounds of cars honking in the distance, and his eyes gradually regained their clarity and coldness.

The person stalking him was probably arranged by Winslop, who wanted to take revenge on him.

Goldstein's offer of an olive branch was certainly not out of any good intentions.

The Forrest family should be relieved now, right?

With these thoughts in mind, he didn't start to feel sleepy until three or four in the morning.

The next morning at eight o'clock, sunlight streamed into the room through the window. Li Fu habitually rolled over and got out of bed, the movement of sitting up lifting the thin blanket covering him.

Gal Gadot's slender figure was on full display.

Aside from not being as tall, it has almost no drawbacks.

"Up so early?" Gadot hadn't even opened her eyes when she reached out and hugged his waist.

"You can sleep a little longer, I'll go buy breakfast," Li Fu leaned down and kissed her forehead.

He has to send Gadot back today.

And they were going to send her off to her gigs without any hesitation.

If you want revenge, then bring it on!

He was looking forward to settling this score with Winthrop!

Li Fu walked out of the bedroom, across the living room, and pushed open the rusty iron door. A morning breeze blew in, carrying the aroma of roasted meat wafting from another house.

He stood on the steps by the door, squinting at the sky. Autumn in Los Angeles was truly crisp and clear, the sky so blue it seemed unreal, without a single cloud.

He went to a nearby street and bought two cups of coffee and two bacon, egg, and cheese sandwiches. When he returned, Gadot was already up.

She changed into one of his white shirts, with the top three buttons undone, revealing a slender, white shoulder.

The hem of her shirt just covered her upper thighs, and her two long legs were crossed on the coffee table, slender and straight.

"I bought you coffee and sandwiches," Li Fu said, placing the breakfast on the coffee table and sitting down next to her.

Gadot picked up her coffee, took a sip, and her eyelashes cast a small fan-shaped shadow in the morning light. "My announcement this afternoon is for H&M's Fall/Winter new collection. The event is in the city center and doesn't start until 2 PM."

She meant they didn't need to rush.

In 2006, H&M was expanding rapidly and liked to use supermodels and celebrities with high cost-performance ratios as spokespeople.

Gal Gadot hadn't acted in "Fast & Furious" yet, but she was already somewhat famous in the modeling world, so taking on this kind of commercial gig was in line with her status.

"I understand, I'll take you there at noon," Li Fu mumbled as he ate his sandwich.

His mind wasn't on that.

"Aren't you afraid of being followed?" Gadot turned to look at him.

Li Fu poked a hole in his coffee with the straw, took a sip, and said, "What's there to be afraid of? If I'm afraid of this and that, I might as well just go back to China."

His tone was quite confident.

It's fair to say they completely disregarded the people following them.

Gadot glanced at him, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

She admired the confidence and strength that Li Fu occasionally displayed, and for a moment she felt that this was how a real man should be.

Around 10 a.m., Li Fu drove Gadot back to her upscale apartment.

While she was changing clothes and putting on makeup, he quickly tidied up his weapons.

A Glock pistol, two magazines, a dagger, and a specially encrypted cell phone.

After delivering Gadot to the event in the afternoon, he will deliberately "lure" the people following him out, then intentionally reveal a weakness, waiting for the enemy to come to his door... to his death.