“Does it have a name?”

Charlize looked at the white yacht on the sea through the porthole of the helicopter and asked loudly, "Do you need me to help you with one?"

"Sorry, the name has been booked." Ryan pointed to the bow of the ship for her, and the red letters on the white background were extremely obvious.

"t.s?" Charlize frowned, "What's the name?"

"taylor?swift..." Ryan made a helpless gesture to her, and Charlize laughed, "That cute Miss Taylor?s Swift is a headache for you?"

"It's much better now." At least I won't cry and show it to myself.

The helicopter slowly landed on the apron on the yacht deck, which could park two helicopters at the same time.

“Don’t you take me to visit?”

Facing the first sentence after Charlize Theron got off the plane, Ryan could only smile helplessly, "It's the first time I'm on the boat."

The yacht was delivered for a short time, and Ryan did not come in person, and most of the matter was entrusted to George.

"The people who took us to visit are here." Seeing the captain and first mate coming, Ryan shook hands with them one by one, "Captain Smith, can you take us to visit?"

"Of course, Mr. Jenkins, you are the master here." The Captain made a gesture to Ryan and the others.

The management, driving and maintenance team of this yacht was originally a specialized yacht service company with excellent reputation. George spent a lot of money to poach. Like Ryan's bodyguard team, they were paid well and signed a strict confidentiality treaty.

The private yacht team that serves the rich also knows what to say and what not to say.

Captain Smith led Ryan and Charlize, and after a rough browsing, he returned to his job. Ryan and the others came to the deck on the top floor of the yacht, looking at the sea and talking about topics they were interested in.

The luxury yacht, which was robbed of the naming rights by Taylor, was 396 feet long and consisted of steel and aluminum alloy, with a displacement of more than 9,000 tons. Its turbocharged engine power was as high as 15,000 horsepower, a maximum speed of 25 knots and a cruising speed of 22 knots. It was delivered with the smaller yacht belonging to Nicole. It was once in the complex Bering Sea area, and it was tested for a long time to debug all equipment, including air humidifiers to escape ships.

Originally, according to Ryan's plan, he wanted to build a yacht of more than 450 feet, but after communication, he found out that such a yacht was indeed luxurious and grand, but the fuel consumption was astronomical. More importantly, the construction time of such a long yacht would be long indefinitely.

The current model is enough to meet Ryan's requirements.

The yacht has a stage, exhibition hall, screening room, 3 restaurants, 2 kitchens, aquarium, disco hall, bath, swimming pool, gymnastics hall with sauna, steam room, room for 100 people. There are 60 crew members and technicians on site, and the helicopter pilot is also a former Marine pilot who was hired by George.

"If you are happy, you can take off your clothes and enjoy the afterglow of the sunset." Ryan went to the locker room to change clothes and said to Charlize Theron, who was lying on the lounge chair. "Don't you think you're wearing more clothes now, my dear?"

"I just left the dock now, and I don't want to be the subject of someone else's secret photo shoot." Charlize pointed to the ship passing by. "God only knew if anyone was looking at this place with a telephoto lens."

"Don't worry about this." Ryan sat on the recliner next to him and leaned over and kissed the red lips of the South African diamond. "There are two high-power radars on the yacht and laser anti-shooting equipment is also installed. As long as the presence of the image sensor is detected, a laser beam will be emitted, affecting the camera's imaging system."

"You're so willing to spend money." Charlize took the juice from the table and stuffed it to Ryan. "I'm going to sleep for a while, don't bother me."

The yacht has no clear destination. After leaving the coast of California, it drives towards the southern waters. The empty sky and quiet sea surface can easily let go of those noisy thoughts and fall asleep quietly.

Looking at Charlize Theron who was sleeping soundly, Ryan simply squeezed on the same recliner, hugged his slender body tightly in his arms, gently kissed his white and smooth forehead, and whispered "Good Dreams", and slowly closed his eyes.

The sun fell into the sea, and the hazy darkness gradually came to this world. A faint starlight fell from the sky and sprinkled on the men and women who were hugging each other. They hugged each other and forgot the whole world.

The occasional sea breeze, with obvious coolness, seemed to remind the passionate couple in this way that you have not entered the Garden of Eden and are still in this chaotic and complex society, and reality is not something you can escape by sleep.

The golden eyebrows trembled a few times, and Charlize opened his eyes. The coldness behind her and the heat on her chest made her feel two completely different feelings.

Looking up, she could only see a handsome face in her sleep. She subconsciously shrank her body, thinking that she would lean into this extremely nostalgic enveloping passionate embrace. Her white forehead hit her chin pressing against her golden curly hair, making a crisp click.

Oh, hell!

Charlize stuck out his tongue. Before Ryan could open his eyes, he raised his head and pouted his soft red lips, blocking the complaints that had not yet been made.

After a long and deep kiss, the two people with silver threads hanging on their lips separated. Ryan gently patted her butt, looked up at Fanxing who was everywhere, "I didn't expect to sleep for so long."

"A lot of work has happened recently?" Charlize flipped over, jumped off the recliner, took the blanket on the other side, and carefully covered Ryan. "It's rare to see you fall asleep during the day."

"No matter how energetic a person is, he will be tired." The stock market that has been surging thousands of miles has indeed involved a lot of his energy.

"Hungry? I'll go to the kitchen to eat..." Charlize sorted out his wrinkled T-shirt and shorts, and Ryan stopped her, "It's a little cold outside, let's go to the restaurant on the back deck."

"But I want to see the stars." Charlize said to the sky like a little girl who had not grown up.

"Let's go to the master bedroom."

The two of them didn't look for the yacht service staff and walked into the kitchen with great enthusiasm. Ryan chose steak desserts and juice for himself, while Charlize ordered tender lamb chops and red wine, and returned to the master bedroom on the top floor together.

Because Ryan is not sensitive to classicality, the entire ship shows a modern decoration style. This huge master bedroom carefully created by French designers highlights technological elements. Although it looks a little cold, it gives people a feeling of futurism.

"Next time we shoot a science fiction film, there is no need to build a scene."

When facing Ryan alone, Charlize would not have any scruples. She bounced the silver-white low table and sat directly on the thick carpet. She looked at the dark sea through the 270-degree glass window, and said to Ryan, "It's very good, but I can't see the stars I want to see."

Putting the plate in front of her, Ryan found a remote control from the bedside table, pressed it gently, and there was an inaccurate sound of friction from the ceiling, which automatically shrank to both sides. Through the huge glass ceiling, starlight fell down.

"How much did you spend to build this yacht?" Charlize asked curiously.

Ryan shrugged and sat beside her without answering it. Charlize was just curious for a moment and quickly threw this question behind his head, concentrating on enjoying the world of two people.

At some point, Charlize threw his knife and fork aside, and laid into Ryan's arms. He gestured with his eyes as he wanted to eat, and then opened his mouth to wait. If Ryan took the steak into lamb chops, it would cause her to grind her teeth, and swear that if there was another time, he would definitely give him a good look.

But when Ryan gets wrong again next time, she is still repeating the process.

This beautiful diamond knows how to maximize its charm.

"Do you want to eat? Dear? Tell me if you want to eat."

This was the last small piece of grilled steak. Charlize bit it gently and deliberately swayed around Ryan's mouth. "Don't you want to eat it? This is your favorite 90% ripe black pepper steak..."

She mumbled, not very clear.

Ryan suddenly laughed, held her hand, and suddenly walked around Charlize's chest, and squeezed it hard.

The American Diamond South Africa made a 'u' surprise sound, and the steak fell on the white T-shirt. He couldn't help but roll his eyes and muttered angrily, "You really don't know how to be interested."

"I originally wanted to catch it." Ryan waved his other hand and said helplessly, "but he was a little slower."

"Dear, isn't this a movie?" Charlize threw the steak into the trash can, wiped the stains from his T-blood shirt, and sat back to Ryan, "Do you have not yet left the state of King Ilisa, thinking you are a skilled Aragon."

"It's just a little slower." Ryan bent his fingers and gestured the shortest distance, "It's really only a little bit."

This dinner lasted for several hours, and the two of them were having fun and wasting more food than they had eaten. The brand new handmade carpet was stained with countless oil traces and red wine on the first day of fulfilling their mission, which basically declared the fate of being scrapped.

Neither Ryan nor Charlize wanted to destroy this warm atmosphere. They took a bath together, dried their hair together, put on pajamas together, and lie down to identify the signs in the sky.

"This must be a centaur!" Charlize Theron was very sure.

"Absolutely impossible, the Centaur is on the other side, this should be Orion!" Ryan scratched his head, "No, no, no, this is Aquarius."

"Dear, do you know how to identify the signs?"

"Do you understand, Charlie?"
Chapter completed!