Chapter 662

Children were always easily satisfied, not to mention a wounded girl. As long as you poked the softest part of their heart and gave them a sense of security that others couldn't give, they would accept you, even if they might be a little precocious. After all, girls were girls. No matter how precocious they were, they would still be limited by their experience. That was why mature men were liked by young girls. But the current one was somewhat different.

"Speaking of which, I like that line. I think it highlights the shortcomings of many young people, especially those who think highly of themselves." Natalie, who was lying on her stomach on the bed, flipped through the book in front of her and sighed. She was wearing a thin shirt and shorts that reached the base of her thighs, and a pair of fair and well-proportioned legs were swinging back and forth.

To be honest, her legs were not very good-looking. Her calves were a little short. Not to mention tall women like Kate, Charlize, Julia, and Nicole, even Sarah was prettier than her. But at this moment, she was still full of youthful vitality and temptation, looking playful and cute. Especially her soft short hair, which complemented her temperament.

"Let's talk about Michelangelo. You must know a lot about him, his life, his relationship with the Pope, his political revenge, and his sexual activities. Am I right? But you can't tell me what kind of smell I'll smell in the Sistine Chapel. You've never stood under that beautiful ceiling and looked up … "She closed the book and closed her eyes to recall. Then, she began to read the lines with emotion. She had a good grasp of the cadence of the lines. She really liked the lines.

"Don't you think you're also the target of this line?" Adriaan, who was leaning against the bed and reading a book, asked with a smile. He was also dressed in a simple T-shirt and trousers.

After making arrangements for the "Dare Suicide Squad" and asking about the post-production of "Mulholland Pass" and several other upcoming movies, he went to New York. He had to visit his uncle from time to time, not to mention that the last piece of the puzzle was close at hand. What's more, America's Top Model was being filmed in New York. Of course, the most important thing was to meet Natalie.

At first, Natalie didn't believe that he was in New York again. She proudly told him that she wouldn't be fooled. Adriaan was very puzzled. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that he came to New York on April 1st. In this case, he first pretended to admit that he didn't lie to her, and then waited for the night to fall before he ran to the tree opposite her house to call her. You could imagine how excited and depressed Natalie was.

She had just finished filming in Good Will Hunting. Although there were still some scenes left, they would only be filmed after a while. Therefore, she was living a normal life at home, so she found an excuse to sneak out.

"I'm different from Will. I know what I want, and I'll work hard for it. I won't give up because I'm worried about losing something or giving up because of a momentary setback!" Natalie said proudly as she turned to the side.

"I'm different from Will. I know what I want, and I will keep working hard for my goal. I won't give up because I'm worried about losing something or a temporary setback!" Natalie said proudly. Different people had different ways of getting along. When he was with Natalie, he would either play games or quietly read and chat. The number of times he had sex was also far less than other women.

"Of course, of course." Adriaan laughed. "My little Nada has a clear mind, unwavering persistence, and is far smarter than her peers. These are the key factors for success."

Her performance in Good Will Hunting was really outstanding. Although she was relatively petite and was still a high school student, she had done a lot of preparation and homework. She was as good as a real MIT student. Both the director, Gus Van Sant, and her co-star, Joaquin Phoenix, were full of praise for her.

"And I believe." Seeing the dissatisfaction in Natalie's eyes when she heard "little Nada", Adriaan immediately raised his voice. "If you were Schuyler, it would be very easy to keep Will by your side."

"I won't pursue a man like the male lead." Natalie's attention was immediately diverted, and she snorted. "He's always overcautious and always worried about losing this or that. Of course, his family is one of the reasons, but his own avoidance is also one of the reasons. No matter which one I emphasize, it's not reasonable. A man who is steady, mature, appropriate, talented, considerate, persistent, and willing to compromise is the best. "

"Oh —" Adriaan drawled. "Thank you very much."

Natalie was stunned for a moment, and then she realized what he meant. Her cheeks flushed, and she glared at him with dissatisfaction. Then she looked away, coughing as if she was choking on something. Even so, she still turned over and leaned her back into Adriaan's arms.

"Speaking of which —" After a while, she spoke again. "Although I didn't get permission to film inside MIT, I'm very interested in them. Maybe I can try to apply for university there next year?"

"Really?" Adriaan raised his eyebrows. "That's a Polytechnic Institute, and I remember you said before that you wanted to go to Harvard University."

"So what? MIT doesn't lack excellent humanities and history departments, and it's not like I don't have any advantages. " Natalie said as she turned around. Her previous emotions had calmed down. "You know, I've recently completed a paper on biological hydrogen production. My teacher thinks the idea is very novel. If I can be more rigorous and have experimental proof, I can publish it in a professional scientific journal!"

She was beaming with joy, and her words were full of confidence and charm.

"Really? Can you tell me roughly what's going on? "Adriaan put down the book in his hand and held his chin with a serious expression.

"How should I say this? Enzymes, as a biocatalyst, can trigger many chemical reactions. Specific enzymes can synthesize and decompose specific substrates. The substrates are the compounds catalyzed by enzymes, usually represented by the symbol S. My idea is to use sugar as the intermediate … "Natalie tried to describe her paper in simple terms.

Adriaan listened attentively. When Natalie finished, he nodded and said, "Frankly speaking, although I don't understand what you're talking about, it sounds very impressive."

"Eide!" Natalie immediately yelled angrily, but the corners of her mouth twitched as if she wanted to laugh. In the end, she could only purse her lips and stare at him with a strange expression.

"Okay, I'll stop joking. I've never studied biology, so I only have a limited understanding of these scientific names. However, since your teacher said that it is qualified to be published in a professional scientific journal, it means that this paper does have some value. So, you're right, Nada, you're very smart, you have an advantage." Adriaan stroked her face and said seriously.

After hearing his words, Natalie showed a happy smile, but she quickly put it away. She sighed and said, "This is not enough. This paper was co-written with someone else, and I borrowed a lot of arguments from other papers. There are too many methods of biological hydrogen production, and this paper only discusses one of them. It doesn't have much practical value."

Although Adriaan didn't know much about biotechnology, he knew what Natalie meant. It was just like the news he heard in his previous life about a teenage genius in the United States who created a nuclear fusion reactor. It sounded impressive, but in fact, it wasn't. That kind of micro-reactor was a blueprint for every nuclear research institute, and researchers with strong hands-on skills could also make it. However, this kind of micro-reactor was basically worthless. The electricity it produced was far less than the electricity it consumed, so it was only used by young people to practice.

Therefore, it could only be said that the young man in the news had strong hands-on skills and a thorough understanding of professional knowledge. He had the potential to be cultivated, but it was meaningless to say how much of a genius he was. There weren't many people like this, but there were definitely a lot of them. At best, the young man in the news had an advantage in age. The same was true for Natalie's paper. It had a certain reference value, but only a little reference value. There was a 99% chance that it would be published in a professional scientific journal for professionals to understand, and then thrown into a random cabinet to be stored forever. Therefore, it was normal for her to be unhappy.

"That's enough, Nada. You've done very well." Adriaan pulled her into his arms. "At least as a movie actress, you're already better than most. Sometimes, what you want isn't the most suitable, such as an Ivy League school — if you've decided on your own path."

Natalie raised her head, bit her lip, and looked at him for a long time. Then, a smile spread from the corner of her mouth. "You're really good with words, Mr. Adrian Kewell."

How could she not understand what he was saying, and it was so obvious?

"Thank you, Miss Natalie Herag. As a port-man, you're the same." Adriaan straightened up and praised her.

"As a port-man?" Natalie blinked in confusion, and her brain couldn't wrap around it for a moment.

"Yes, it's really surprising to have such an upbringing." Adriaan maintained a serious look, but his tone was extremely exaggerated, as if he had seen a Martian.

After repeating the word several times, Natalie finally understood what he meant. She immediately glared at him with a flushed face. Without saying anything, she raised her fists and punched Adriaan like raindrops.

"Okay, okay, I apologize … Hey, Nada, can you stop first … If you continue like this, I'm going to fight back … Hey, wait, I'm going to fall … Ah!"

Adriaan smiled as he dodged and apologized, but Natalie relentlessly chased after him. Therefore, when he moved to the side of the bed, Adriaan accidentally rolled down and fell to the ground with a thud. Natalie, who was chasing after him, also didn't notice, so she screamed and fell down as well. Fortunately, there was a cushion underneath, so there was only a muffled sound.

"You bastard, you did it on purpose!" After a long time, Natalie sucked in a cold breath and sat up on Adriaan's body. Although there was a cushion, some places still hurt.

"I fell harder than you." Adriaan, who was lying below, sighed, and somewhat discontentedly and helplessly propped up his body.

"You deserve it! Who told you to tease me! " Natalie snorted heavily. Her hands were on Adriaan's lower abdomen, and she leaned forward to look at him condescendingly.

But soon, the girl's face slightly blushed. Because she fell on him, when she sat up, she was sitting in a riding position below his lower abdomen. In addition, the collar of his shirt was loose, revealing a white vest and smooth shoulders. This made Natalie think of the first time, when she took the initiative to lean on him, and her heart suddenly beat faster.

More importantly, the lower part was also very close. She was wearing shorts because it was spring, and the suite was warmer, so she could feel Adriaan's reaction very clearly.

Adriaan's eyes became deep, and then he sat up and hugged Natalie's waist with both hands. The girl gently struggled, and then the heat from his waist softened, and then he put his hand on her shoulder. Adriaan slowly leaned over, very slowly, but with an irresistible force. Natalie's throat moved slightly, and as he leaned over, she closed her eyes, and then she felt a moist feeling on her lips.

Nibbling, sucking, and teasing, it was no different from before, but just a few moves, the girl's desire was aroused. She made a vague sound in her throat, and her little tongue and Adriaan's completely mixed together. The exchange became more and more intense, and then their hands began to caress each other.

The sound of breathing was endless, and after the two of them exchanged saliva several times, they finally separated. Then, Adriaan unceremoniously kissed all the way down, and Natalie's eyes were half-closed as she enjoyed his kisses, and her nose cooperated to let out a happy hum. Neck, shoulders, collarbone, Adriaan went all the way down, and finally, his vest was lifted up. His chest felt cold, and his bra was also jumped off. Then, a warm feeling of sourness and numbness flowed from the top to the whole body.

The hot feeling burned her body, and Natalie couldn't help but raise her head and let out a moan of lust, but then, a thought flashed through her mind like lightning, and she was about to fall into it. The heat in her chest became more and more intense, as if she was about to melt, but that thought kept running back and forth in her mind and couldn't disappear. Every time she was enjoying it, it would suddenly appear and stab her. It didn't hurt, but it was very annoying.

In the end, Natalie pushed Adriaan away. "Wait, Eide, wait …"

"What's wrong?" Adriaan, who was interrupted, didn't get angry, but just looked at her with a puzzled look.

"Nothing, it's just …" Natalie forced a smile and lowered her head, not daring to look at him. "It's just that I don't want to … I don't want to do this today …"

"What happened?" Adriaan asked with concern. The more he used this tone, the more uneasy and upset Natalie felt.

Of course, she quickly controlled her emotions and buried them in the bottom of her heart. She smiled apologetically. "Nothing, it's just … I suddenly don't want to … I don't know what's going on."

Adriaan didn't speak. He just looked at her for a while, and then stood up with her in his arms. "Well, it doesn't matter. As long as you don't want to, I won't force you. At most, I'll take a cold shower later."

Natalie suddenly burst into laughter. She looked at his bulging lower body, and her face was a little red. But then she calmed down and began to put on her clothes. "Then I'll leave first. It's been a little long."

Adriaan looked at the time. It was not yet four o 'clock, but he didn't ask her to stay. Instead, he nodded. "Okay, I'll send you back."

"No, it's okay." Natalie refused him again. "I can go back by myself. You know, my dad …"

She spread her hands and showed an apologetic look again. Ever since he had a daughter who was an actress, Eifner's understanding of the entertainment circle had increased a lot. Moreover, he didn't really want his daughter to be an actress. So he knew a little about Adriaan's growing reputation as a playboy. So he intentionally or unintentionally reminded his daughter, and the number of times Adriaan sent Natalie back to Changdao had decreased a lot.

"Okay, be careful on the way." Adriaan nodded very calmly. It seemed that he didn't care.

"Goodbye, Eide." Natalie took her things and walked to the door. Suddenly, she stood on tiptoe, put her arms around Adriaan's neck, and kissed him passionately. Then she waved her hand and left the suite.

After getting out of the hotel, she hailed a taxi on the street and got in. Then she let out a long sigh of relief and looked outside worriedly.

"Where are you going, Miss?" The taxi driver who waited for a long time looked at the rearview mirror and asked aloud.

"Oh, um, sorry. Long Island, 249 White Street." Natalie came back to her senses and said hurriedly.

The car started quickly, but the traffic conditions in New York were good today. There was no big traffic jam. The taxi quickly drove out of Manhattan and began to pass through Brooklyn.

"This is great. If we were ten minutes late, we might have to be stuck in traffic for a few more hours." The driver was a Caucasian man in his thirties. He talked non-stop along the way, and Natalie responded to him from time to time.

"By the way, Miss, are you an actress?" The driver suddenly asked.

"Why do you ask?" Natalie was slightly surprised.

"Because you look familiar. This familiarity is different from the people who often take my car. I think I've seen you in a movie or TV series," the driver said seriously.

Natalie couldn't help but chuckle, "You can distinguish the feeling so clearly?"

"Of course, this is the ability I'm most proud of," the driver said proudly. Then, he thought of something and frowned. His mouth opened a few times as he tried to find something in his memory.

"Ma … Ma … Matilda! You're the little girl in The Killer Is Not Too Cold! "He finally shouted.

"Ha, your memory is really good, sir." Natalie looked at him in surprise. Although she didn't change much, she was only 12 years old at that time.

"Of course, I like the movies of the Miracle Director very much. I've watched each of his works more than five times," the driver said proudly.

Just when he mentioned the word "Miracle Director", Natalie's mouth twitched involuntarily. Then, she bit her lips with her teeth …