Gently rubbing his forehead, Natalie dragged her tired body out of the elevator, opened the door of her suite, and wanted to fall asleep on the sofa. She was so tired today.

Because he did not attend the premiere, several of the crew's leaders could not help but complain to her. Although for Ryan's sake, he didn't say anything, Natalie was quick-witted and could not hide these changes.

After passing the Harvard test, she returned to the crew, traveled through Europe and the Far East on an intensive publicity journey. She just got off the plane today. After simply putting on makeup and dressing up in the hotel, she rushed to the largest theater in Seoul. The heroine, she is undoubtedly the focus of the attention of journalists and fans.

Natalie, the largest country in the universe? She shook her head and smiled. The nationals of this superpower are far more crazy than those of North America in chasing stars, and are no less than when she was in Tokyo.

Holding up, Natalie walked towards the bathroom, and even if she wanted to rest, she had to take a shower first.

If Ryan would be here, he could rest in his arms with peace of mind, without thinking about anything, without doing anything, and care about anything. Even if he was taking a shower, he would carry himself into the bathroom and carefully scrub every inch of his skin.

You can also hold it to your dream at night. Although it is a bit uncomfortable, it is more comfortable than holding it on a pillow.

Also, my fingers are no match for him...

Damn it! Natalie bit her lower lip and warned her heart, Nat! What are you thinking!

The warm water spilled on the skin, like a lover's hand slowly stroking it. Natalie pinched her eyebrows and felt much better. As long as she entered the bedroom and had a nap, she would definitely recover tomorrow.

During the entire publicity journey, she worked very hard and did not want others to misunderstand. She thought that with her relationship with Ryan and George Lucas, she became a so-called proud girl. Even though she was very proud inside, this pride was based on her own talent and ability, not anything else.

She is Natalie Portman, and what she wants to do is Natalie Portman, and it will not be anyone's accessory.

After blowing her hair dry, Natalie sat on the sofa in her pajamas and took out a thin script from her bag. This was her birthday gift for her on her birthday.

When he opened the script, he first used the sketch with her as the blueprint. Natalie first showed a sweet smile, then shook her head because the level of the painting was a bit terrible.

That guy's painting level is not high, and it has dropped sharply in recent years. Is the self in the painting still myself?

OK. She is the heroine of this script, a tenacious girl like a wild grass that cannot be burned to death by fire.

To be honest, she felt that the heroine, who was only seventeen years old, was so suitable for her in this script. She even suspected that Ryan used her personality as a blueprint to write such a cold and desperate story with a little hope.

He wrote for himself! It was like adapting "Irene Brockevich" for Nicole Kidman.

Natalie is confident. She believes that this is a work tailored for herself by Ryan! Natalie is proud. She doubts that among the Hollywood actresses of appropriate age, few people can play this role well except herself! Natalie is independent and will not be absolutely necessary. She does not want to walk on the red carpet through her lover's works.

Turning to the last page of the script, looking at the extremely familiar handwriting on it, Natalie was a little confused. Ryan knew him, and he only sent the script over, and whether it was used was all up to her.

He even wrote that if she didn't use it, she would write the script into a novel and publish it, and would never be made into a movie again.

Even though she was full of pride, Natalie was still very touched. With such a script and such a unique character, she believed that many Hollywood actresses with ideas were willing to pay a considerable price to get it!

“My Nat is unique!”

For some reason, Natalie remembered what Ryan often said again. Perhaps her persistence and independence were not as important as imagined?

Slowly putting his arms away, Natalie hugged the script tightly and pressed it to her heart, as if she was hugging a lover thousands of miles away.

The aggressive knock on the door suddenly rang out, and Natalie frowned. Who would come so late? Could it be Liam Neeson or Evan McGregor or George Lucas?

The latter has been trying to play Ryan's idea, wanting him to participate in the publicity briefly in order to use his reputation to build momentum for the film in the Far East where Star Wars culture almost does not exist.

Just as Ryan would not interfere too much in her career, Natalie would not interfere with Ryan's decision, and she never persuaded Ryan at all.

"Who?" Natalie walked to the door and asked, there was no cat's eyes or something on the door of the suite.

No one answered outside, and the door was still knocking softly. Natalie heard the brief questioning of her bodyguard, and then the sound of the door next door closing back.

The person who can let the bodyguard go back to the room and stop asking about it must be an acquaintance.

Natalie opened the door without hesitation, and then saw the person she had been thinking about just now, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"Nate, this is not a way to entertain guests." Ryan flicked affectionately on the girl's forehead, "Let me in quickly, don't you want others to see it?"

"Why are you here?" Natalie quickly opened the door and pulled Ryan in. "Why are you here?"

"Didn't you say you want to see me? So I came." Ryan smiled and spread his hands, "Don't you welcome me, Nat?"

Although this guy's behavior was so old-fashioned that he had no novelty, Natalie still felt sweet. She bit her lower lip hard and rushed over. Her arms wrapped around Ryan's neck with both arms, and her whole body hung firmly on him like a koala.

"Nate..."

Before Ryan could finish his words, the girl's soft lips in Long Island touched her, blocking her mouth with force. Her flexible little tongue broke through all obstacles in a fierce way that she had never had before.

The two of them were tangled together. Even if their teeth hit their teeth, even if their faces turned red, even if their mouths began to numb, they would not be willing to separate a little.

At this moment, they forgot the time, the place, and even the whole world.

He only knew that opposite him was Natalie, the person he loved for two lives, and an indispensable part of his life.

She only remembers Ryan Jenkins, whom she was holding, was the one who had been with her since childhood, dared to stand in front of the gun and protect her with her life, and the first person she fell in love with, and the one who hoped to be able to go hand in hand forever.

The four red and swollen lips finally separated, and a pair of sky blue eyes and a pair of brown eyes were tightly wrapped around again. Even if the thick breath they exhaled was blowing on each other's cheeks, they refused to close their eyelids.

Slowly, Ryan pressed his forehead against Natalie's forehead, just like when they were two people when they were young, but there was no sharpness of the past, and the rest was intimacy.

They laughed at the same time, with a very sweet smile. They touched each other's lips with their own lips, and then sat on the sofa with their arms around.

"You just got off the plane?" Natalie pressed tightly against Ryan's chest, not seeming to want to separate for a moment.

"After talking to you, I asked the crew to contact the route and flew over from New York." Ryan lowered his head and kissed Natalie's face. "It's easy for me to find the hotel where the crew checked in and find your room, right?"

Natalie pressed her forehead against his chest, sat upright, and asked, "Have you had dinner? I'll call for midnight snack."

"Well~~ I'm a little hungry." Ryan touched his stomach and reminded Natalie who picked up the phone, "I don't eat South Korean kimchi."

"This is the Hilton Hotel." Natalie deliberately glared at him, "Steak or pasta?"

"Beef, the old rules." Ryan simply sat on the sofa.

The light of his eyes happened to see the script that Natalie put aside, shook her head, but there was no intention to open it. It doesn't matter whether Natalie plays or not, as long as she is happy.

If it weren't for the current social environment and Natalie's own problems, Ryan would still want to copy "Black Swan".

Two black pepper steaks and a few desserts were delivered quickly. Ryan and Natalie were too lazy to enter the restaurant, so they sat in front of the sofa, waving their knife to enjoy the midnight snack, but most of their own food was delivered into each other's mouths, and many of them fell on the floor while playing.

In other words, eating is far less than wasting much.

"Do you know, Ryan, when I was in Tokyo, there were a few girls surrounding me." Natalie said some interesting things she encountered in the publicity, "They asked me if I am really your best friend. After I nodded, they each stuffed a letter to me and asked me to help you pass it on. One of them even threatened me that if you don't reply, she would definitely commit suicide on the Tokyo Tower."

"What about... what about trust?" Ryan became interested.

"I turned around and threw it into the trash can." Natalie hummed with her nose, "Will I transfer the courtship letters from other women to her boyfriend? Am I that stupid?"

"Okay, my Nat is the smartest." Ryan had to cooperate and Natalie showed her pointed chin, "It's also unique."
Chapter completed!