King of Hollywood

In the small and simple living room, there are two people sitting opposite each other on the two sofas. Oh, it should be a young man in his twenties and a young girl of two years old. The two looked at each other with their arms in silence, without expressions on their faces.

The little girl was dressed in a lace dress, her brown hair was neatly combed in her head, and a dark round small leather shoe was set under the white velvet socks, which looked particularly cute, but she looked at the youth with a sullen mouth and seemed not So happy. However, the young man who was sitting tightly with a smile on his face told the little man that he was teasing her.

After staring at each other for such a long time, the little girl finally couldn't help jumping off the sofa, grabbed the little Winnie the Pooh and walked to the young man swinging, smashing into him angrily.

"Hey, this is not what a lady should do, Emma." The youth pretended to dodge her attack.

But the little guy turned a deaf ear and grabbed the doll in his hands and fell on him. Although most of the attacks were out of reach because he was not strong enough, he still relentlessly repeated his actions. If the Winnie the Pooh bear had her own mind, I'm afraid she was crying now.

Really a child. Adrian could not help but sigh in his heart. When Ms. Rodin opened the door, in the living room Emma's open arms wanted to pounce, but stopped after a few steps, finally raised her head and hummed with her nostrils, and turned back to the sofa to sit down Put your arms up and wait for your atonement.

This is what a child does, and he does things entirely by his mood, but his mood changes faster than anyone else, and it is more difficult to figure out than a woman. So Adrian simply crossed his arms and sat opposite her.

However, he still did not expect that the other party would have such a big grudge, and actually dragged the doll to knock on himself, which made people laugh and cry. After pretending to dodge a few times again, Adrian suddenly fell down, bumped his head on the sofa armrest, and cried out, holding his head, "Ah, it hurts."

The little girl stopped at a loss, so after two seconds, she hurriedly climbed onto the other's sofa with her hands and feet, digging into Adrian's arms and stuttering as he wanted to see the "wound" Apology: "I'm sorry, I'm not ... I'm not ... deliberate ... deliberate ..."

Adrian wanted to tease her, but when the little boy showed an anxious and pitiful appearance, he gave up the plan and turned her around and hugged her: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"Really?" Emma finally stopped her movements and looked at Adrian carefully, her worried look subsided a lot, but after blinking, she became a little confused again: "Really? "

Smart little guy. Adrian praised it in his heart, and then rubbed his head to make him seem to not care about the pain: "Really, it's over, it's no longer painful."

"I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose." Emma suddenly lowered her head and said embarrassedly, her hands tangled and kneaded, and poor Pooh didn't know what he had been smashed into.

"It's okay, I know, I haven't come to see you for a few months. You're unhappy. I should apologize to you." Adrian held her in his arms and comforted him, although it was not his fault, But children can't make sense.

"Five months" said that Emma had become shy again. In order to strengthen her persuasion, she also raised her mouth and put out five little fingers and shook it. The soft and tender tone sounded very comfortable.

"Okay, okay, so how can I compensate you?" Adrian couldn't help pinching her face.

Thinking about it for a long time, the little guy gave an answer that made people vomit blood: "I don't know"

Adrian rolled his eyes and suddenly reached out and scratched it under Emma's armpit. The little guy screamed and dodged and struggled, trying to escape from Adrian. How could Adrian prepare for her to succeed, and when she was about to hold her in her arms, the little girl had to cower Shouting in excitement and laughing.

"Are your negotiations over?" Emma's aunt, Ms. Rodin, appeared in the living room with a fruit platter, and they looked at the troubled people and shook their heads with a smile.

"Ade, are you a little ..." She lowered the fruit plate and whispered, reminding him.

"It doesn't matter, as long as Emma is happy." Adrian, who stopped moving, waved his hand indifferently, then picked up the little girl and put it on the sofa: "Do you like this, Emma?"

"Like" The cheerful little girl waved her arms, and she looked so cute because she had blushed because of a previous fight.

Rodinlin shrugged helplessly, and the bell rang at this moment. It turned out that it was Rodin's husband, the little boy's uncle Adam Goldberg, who was back.

"Hi Ed." After kissing his wife, he greeted Adrian.

"Hi Adam." Adrian waved his hand immediately.

"You're finally here. If you drag on, Emma will probably run away from home." Adam sat down and joked.

"I can imagine, just to know that she just beat me with Winnie the Pooh just now." Adrian said a little exaggerated, then picked up the doll thrown aside and shook his head: "Poor Pooh. "

Adam couldn't help laughing, although Emma didn't understand it very well, but didn't prevent her from discovering the ridicule in the tone, immediately reached out and snatched Pooh from Adrian, and then made a big grimace.

This cute gesture made the three of them laughed, and Adam said, "Are you going to stay in London for a while? You can stay in our house, because the room is always empty."

"Can you?" Adrianio hesitated.

"Of course, I think this is definitely Emma's wish." Adam said, looking at the little girl still sitting in Adrian's arms: "Emma, ​​do you want Ed to live in our house?"

Emma blinked, followed by cheering and reaching out to grab Adrian's shoulder: "To listen to the story, sleep with me"

Adrian sighed helplessly and squeezed on the little girl's face: "It seems I have no choice."

"That's it." Adam laughed. "Yes, it's true that the newspaper said you got a golden palm."

Adrian stayed with Aunt Emma and his uncle in this way, and there was nothing else to do except to accompany Emma every day like last summer. In fact, this is also good. It is a good time to take a vacation. You don't need to consider so many issues easily.

Although the entertainment media are reporting on the record of Golden Palm being refreshed during this time, the director is different from the actor after all. People may discuss which star looks handsome and beautiful, but rarely remembers what the director looks like, even if it is special Rufus or a well-known big director like Spielberg.

Coupled with the rhetoric of the Rodrigues, they can take Emma to shop around generously. Of course, dressing up is also necessary. After all, Britain is the birthplace of paparazzi. Although those guys have not yet come to pick up the most arrogant moments, it is always good to be cautious. It will be a trouble if they are recognized.

Emma is very happy about his arrival. She has been around for 24 hours. Although she is more than two years old, some things have not changed, and sometimes even more intense. Maybe it is because Adrian has not been around every moment. Beside her? Who knows, Adrian is not disgusted by this, otherwise he would not come to London to see her. Of course, if she didn't squeeze a quilt with him every night and put her arms very close, he would be very grateful. For several days, waking up with numb arms every morning is not a pleasant experience.

After a week like this, because Adrian's figure could not be found, Bothworth Films would not disclose the whereabouts. In addition, the award-winning "Pulp Fiction" still has not been released for some time. Enthusiasm has gradually subsided. So Adrian estimated that the news had been fully fermented, and began to prepare for another important thing to come to London. Moreover, he suddenly felt that if Emma was brought in, he might have unexpected results.

"I suggest that you better get me seated honestly, Miss Emma Watson," glanced at the co-pilot seat, and said Adrian angrily.

Lying on the window of the car from time to time to observe the street scene outside, sometimes sighing on the window, then the little girl who started to paint turned back and giggled and grimaced at him.

Adrian sighed and raised his voice: "Emma"

"Got it ~ www.readwn.com ~ Emma put out her tongue and sat down honestly. But this state lasted only a few minutes, and she started looking around and touching it again and there.

Sighing again, Adrian shrugged his shoulders and continued to move at a speed of 15 mph with a steering wheel. Generally speaking, the co-driver's seat is the most dangerous place in a car. If something goes wrong, even adults are vulnerable, let alone children. But Emma would sit next to him anyway-if not for a car, Adrian wondered if she would ask to sit in his arms. After persuading her several times, she had to stay in the front passenger seat.

Fortunately, the rental car had a child safety seat, which reassured Adrian a little, but to see Emma's lively appearance, just in case he still minimized the speed of the car.

Never mind, I believe that lady will understand. Adrian thought comfortingly. However, after making a turn, although the destination was far away, he still drove for about ten minutes before stopping on the street.

After getting out of the car and carrying the little girl out, and repeatedly telling her to obey the rules, Adrian came to the door of the apartment he was looking for according to the house number and rang the doorbell. ()