[US Entertainment] Wild Child

Leonardo was obviously quite impatient, "What are you talking about?"

"Separate beds." She whispered.

"Your voice is hoarse from crying, let me pour you a glass of water." She patted her face lightly.

When he brought up the water glass, he saw that she dug out a box of chocolates out of nowhere and stuffed them into her mouth one by one.

"Hungry?" He said jokingly, "Come on, drink some water."

"Do you want to eat?" Summer handed him the chocolate box, took the water glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

He smiled and took a piece of chocolate and stuffed it into her mouth, "Are you sleepy? Go to bed soon." She had just washed her face, her eye circles were still red, her face was like a peach, pink and tender, so cute that she wanted to take a bite swallow her.

"I can't sleep now. Leo, do you feel that we seem to be—not as in love with each other as we were when we first got married?"

"Is there? I don't think so. What's wrong? Is there something wrong with me? Or what?"

"It's just - life has become particularly boring, I can't lift my spirits, and I don't have much energy in doing anything."

Leonardo wondered, "How could it be? Compared with the nine-to-five life, you still think our life is boring?"

"Extremely boring!"

He was confused, "What are you dissatisfied with?"

"all."

This stumped him, "What?"

He bowed his head and thought for a while, "I really don't understand why you think our life is boring. Do you want to go on vacation? Are you too tired from work to have fun? We only took one vacation after you graduated , you are always working, and you are indeed too tired."

Rubbing her hair, "You don't have to be busy all the time, I mean, really, don't make yourself too nervous."

"It's not fun to go on vacation." Another aspect of being rich from a young age is that you have been to many places for vacation, and you don't have much excitement about vacations.

"So what do you want to do? Other than work. Or, let's go to Africa for a while. I've been asked to go to Africa."

"Invite you to play? Or investigate some projects?"

"All of them. You can also go hunting. I heard that there are many wild animals there, gazelles, blue sheep, in groups, and there are so many of them."

"I thought you were from the Wildlife Conservation Society."

He smiled, "It's an endangered creature." He pulled her hair a little harder, "Going to Africa?"

She yelled in pain, "Don't go!"

"Will you go? If you don't go, I'll take someone else."

"You can take Lucas, or Kevin."

"Take another woman."

"Don't even think about it!" She thought she gave him a fierce look, but because she was too delicate, she was still very weak, not shocking at all.

Leonardo lay down grinning, and pushed her down, "No, don't worry, I won't use other women to humiliate you, so who am I? You see, I've always been very good , with you, I will never provoke other girls." He felt that he was quite capable of controlling, of course, there were times when he was distracted, after all, there were too many temptations, and there were always people who wanted to seduce him. This kind of beautiful sex, mature, charming, innocent, there are all types. **Yes, but only**.

After he said that, Summer also had to say, "You don't have to worry, I won't go secretly to have a tryst with someone. I know that men are very concerned about face. If I betray you, you must hate it." Kill me. Don't always ask me stupidly if I like other men, I don't like you being so unconfident. "

"That's not all because of you! You're good at torturing me, you're driving me crazy!"

"You are a lunatic!" She slapped him, "When the servant comes tomorrow, he will clean up and scold you in his heart."

"It's all your fault!" He grabbed her wrists, raised them to the top of her head, and kissed her not so tenderly, "You always annoy me easily." He decided not to mention "separate bed ’, pretending it didn’t exist.

"Your temper is too bad, too bad!" She said intermittently, "I'm always afraid that you will get angry."

"Hmm." Leonardo was absent-minded, busy kissing her.

"And...and you've been—um!"

"Do not talk."

As for his practice of always wanting to say something while talking, thinking that this will solve the problem, Summer really has no choice. His way of thinking about problems is really straight, simple and rude without turning around.

The next day, Lucas was dumbfounded when he saw the servant cleaning out the smashed things in the bedroom: "What did you two do last night?! Is there a world war!"

Leonardo raised an eyebrow at him, "Don't ask this."

"Where's Summer?"

"She's still sleeping." He said excitedly, "Say, how about we go to Africa for two weeks next month?"

"Okay, Summer wants to go to Africa?"

"She said she didn't want to go, but I think she was probably angry with me."

Lucas guessed that the two of them must have had a lot of trouble last night, otherwise they wouldn't have smashed up the bedroom.But it’s hard to say who annoyed who. Leonardo was spoiled since he was a child. In fact, his temper is not bad at all. After he became a big star, everyone followed him and spoiled him, and his temper became even worse. Now, the whole is a spoiled boy; Summer is also a spoiled boy, it's strange that they don't quarrel and get angry with each other.

So Lucas didn't find it strange, but was a little worried, "Summer must be terrified when you lose your temper and smash things. Have you coaxed her well?"

Leonardo was smug, "As soon as I got angry, she obediently asked for peace."

Lucas was very skeptical, "Will she? I think you took the initiative to make peace."

Leonardo glared at him: Bad friend!

"I'll go up and see if she's awake." Leonardo quickly went upstairs, came down a few minutes later, made breakfast, and brought it upstairs on a tray.

Then go downstairs, find the card case in the study, call the original interior designer, and ask her to re-arrange the bedroom furniture, which will be delivered today.Called his personal assistant again and asked him to come and pick up the negatives, redevelop the photos, frame them, buy the sconces, and get an electrician to install them.

After thinking about it, I called the interior designer and asked her to bring the wallpaper album and change the wallpaper in the bedroom.The wall also seems to be smashed, and workers have to be found to repair it.

After making a round of phone calls, I thought about it again, "Maybe I won't be able to live here for a few days, we will live at your side for a few days."

During the few days of staying in the villa next door, Samo and Leonardo didn't quarrel anymore, and Samo didn't mention the matter of bed separation, and Leonardo thought it was over.

As a result, the bedroom was refurbished, and on the first day back to live, Summer still asked him to sleep in the next room.

Leonardo, who was kicked out of bed for no reason, was really going to die of anger, "Why are you throwing a child's temper?" No, she's been in a good mood these past few days, obedient and cute, and very gentle to him.

"You didn't let me finish talking that day."

"I don't understand you," he was so confused, "You love me, and I haven't done anything to make you angry, why are you always dissatisfied here and there? What do you think is the problem between us? Or, are you tired of me?"

"It's just—it's just that I'm not satisfied with my current life."

"Where are you dissatisfied? Tell me."

"It's boring, it's boring to do anything. You don't understand half of what I say."

Leonardo frowned deeply at first, and then dissatisfied, "You mean, I can't understand what you said? Did you say something so complicated that I couldn't understand it?"

"You don't understand what I'm saying right now."

He was surprised, "What?" He vaguely understood what was going on: Just like Rimbaud, although he said "love" to Verlaine, in fact, he loved himself the most, and he didn't think much of Verlaine, thinking that Verlaine didn't listen at all. I don't understand what he said, but I want Verlaine's love.In short, he is a ruthless and willful baby.

It's one thing to play such a cold, dangerous and charming character yourself, but it's another thing to marry such a cold, dangerous and charming woman in real life.

Rimbaud is pursuing a kind of spiritual satisfaction, a pursuit of a higher level beyond the ordinary life, and she may be the same.But what this kind of "satisfaction" of nothingness is, he can't say it, and she may not be able to say it clearly.

He thought for a while, "Baby, you are asking for trouble." He sat down by the bed, took out the cigarette case and lighter from the bedside table, and lit a cigarette, "Although I don't have a bachelor's degree, I don't need a bachelor's degree." degree, I can understand what you are worrying about. I know, it’s because the magic power of love has diminished, and you to me,” he smiled rather distressedly, “has never been considered true love, so you will be that The one who gets bored first.

"Maybe, we got married too early. I should let you date other men a few times before you understand that I really love you, but I can't be the kind who silently waits for you to grow up and for you to understand." What is a 'love' man. I don't really care if you love me or not, as long as you are mine, I am satisfied."

He turned to look at Summer, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, "Haven't you ever thought that I'm also selfish? I can give you time to think about what you want. It's just a separate bed, and It's nothing serious. But you know, once we're officially separated, I don't have to be loyal to you, I might change my partner a week, and even if you get mad, I don't care about your feelings. "

Summer was petrified, "How dare you!"

"Would you like to try it on?"

"I won't allow it!" She was furious: "If you dare to touch another woman, I'll——I'll kill her, and you!"

"Don't be stupid, after the formal separation, I don't belong to you legally."

"I didn't say I wanted to separate from you." She put her hand on his shoulder, "Don't scare me, don't let you talk about other women, I don't want to hear such things."

"Okay, there is no other woman." He took her hand on his shoulder and kissed the back of her hand and fingers casually, "I can temporarily go to the next room to sleep for a few nights, but it won't be too long. I understand, I won't give you time to think about it any more."

He suddenly thought of something, and quickly continued, "You still have to think about it, you said you would give me a child, now, it's time to set a time, so," he held up the cigarette between his fingers, "I will Quit drinking and smoking first, I heard that it is better to quit for several months."

The author has something to say: *Actually, chicken and duck talk mostly.But Leo is not stupid.