Huayu: Female celebrities are looking for treasures in me

The presidential suite was brightly lit.

Fat Bing was wearing a set of beige silk pajamas.

At first glance, it looks like a matching suit, but upon closer inspection, it turns out to be a pajama style.

Due to the material, it clung tightly to her body, perfectly outlining her figure with her curves in all the right places.

And even though she was wearing beige pajamas, her snow-white skin was still so radiant that it was impossible to look away.

Zhang Li thought she was greeting him in her pajamas, and was somewhat surprised by her generosity.

Upon learning that it was a "formal dress," her emotions subsided slightly, and she began to ponder.

"Where's your agent?"

When Zhang Li entered the room, Pang Bing poured him a glass of water and then realized that he had come alone.

"I received a phone call on the way, and I told her to go talk business first."

Zhang Li took the water glass, took a sip, and a faint smile appeared on his handsome face.

Fat Bing sat down on the sofa, crossed one leg over the other, and said with a charming look in her eyes, "I thought you had the guts to come to the appointment alone."

"Courage?" Zhang Li stood to the side with a water glass in hand, feigning ignorance: "Why would you say that? Bingbing, you're a super beautiful woman, not some monster. I'd love to see you."

"Are you sure I'm not a monster to you?" Fat Bing crossed her arms, her eyes crinkling with a smile mixed with a hint of ambiguous resentment.

"Of course not," Zhang Li denied outright.

"Then why are you standing there? Why don't you find a place to sit?" Fatty Bing moved her ankle, and her slippers fell to the ground, revealing a jade-like foot with painted nails.

"I was just thinking of rehearsing the scene as soon as possible. Are you planning to sit on the sofa to rehearse the scene, Bingbing?" Zhang Li took two steps forward and sat on the sofa to the side.

This position is neither too far nor too close to Bingbing; it's a normal social distance.

But Pang Bing saw restraint and helplessness in him, like a student facing a teacher.

Thinking of Zhang Li's usual behavior on set, and the beautiful women surrounding her, she suddenly felt a strange emotion.

Why is Zhang Li so calm and composed when he's with women like Liu Yifei, Jing Tian, ​​and Yang Mi, but acts like a little boy when he's with himself?

Liu Yifei and the others are all top beauties with outstanding looks and temperament, and they also have the aura of celebrities.

It seems that I am quite special in Zhang Li's eyes.

This special treatment should have nothing to do with his identity, because as far as she knew, Zhang Li behaved normally when facing Li Bingbing, Zhou Xun and others; he was just a normal younger brother.

After much thought, she concluded that she possessed a unique attraction to this young man.

Bingbing has always been very confident in her appearance and figure.

"If we're not rehearsing on the sofa, where are we going to rehearse?" Fatty Bing shifted her buttocks closer to where Zhang Li was sitting, her tone ambiguous: "You don't necessarily want to..."

As she spoke, she glanced towards the bedroom.

It seems to be saying, "Are you going to rehearse in bed?"

Swish!
Zhang Li's ears turned red, as if she were shy.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and he spoke with an unnatural gaze: "This is the presidential suite; it should have an accompanying office and conference room, right?"

Fat Bing's lips curled into a smile, and a great sense of satisfaction rose in his heart.

Sure enough, this young man was special to her.

He was very open and generous when interacting with women like Liu Yifei.

Even when there is direct physical contact, there is no shyness at all.

But when it comes to him, she gets particularly shy, which clearly indicates that he has "ulterior motives" towards her.

But she didn't mind; in fact, she liked that he had this intention, as it proved her charm.

“Those filming locations are nowhere as comfortable as the living room sofa,” Fatty Bing patted the seat next to her, her tone softening. “Ah Li, come closer. It’s hard to talk from that far away.”

"To get into the right feeling when acting, let's go over the lines first."

Zhang Li looked at the seat next to him and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Isn't it inappropriate for me to sit here?"

"What's wrong with that?" Fat Bing smiled faintly. "There are no outsiders here. I'm just acting with you. What do you mean by having any special ideas?"

"No!" Zhang Li retorted instinctively, standing up as if his bottom had been burned. He sat down next to her, about one bottom away, and then took out the script.

"Sister Bingbing, let's start rehearsing our lines."

A smile crept into Fatty Bing's eyes. She propped herself up on the sofa with one hand, leaned her head closer, and said, "I didn't bring the script, and I'm too lazy to make the trip. I'll leave it to you."

The scent of shower gel immediately reached Zhang Li's nose.

If he tilts his head and looks down now, he can see Fat Bing's ample cleavage.

Even a subtle, alluring temptation.

However, he chose not to look at it.

I started talking to the chubby girl about the content of the script.

Fat Bing didn't rush to do anything; instead, she seriously began rehearsing the lines.

She enjoyed the cat-and-mouse game, finding it even more amusing to watch Zhang Li sitting so formally.

She was reciting her lines to Zhang Li, her shoulder occasionally brushing against Zhang Li's arm.

There were also long strands of hair that seemed to have fallen unintentionally onto Zhang Li's neck.

"I need to portray a sense of shock in this scene."

"Even on his deathbed, Liu Heng will stand up for Dou Yifang."

"It was also because of this that Dou Yifang became convinced of Liu Heng's sincerity and fell hopelessly in love with him."

"When you play Emperor Wu of Han later, it's only reasonable that I'll give you more consideration because you look so much like my grandfather."

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Fat Bing and Zhang Li whispered to each other, and when they felt it was about time, Fat Bing said, "Li, I think the most important part of this scene is the eye acting."

"This is your forte, why don't you give me some pointers?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Li seemed to swallow hard and asked softly, "How should I guide you?"

"Should I act it out according to the emotions you need?"

Fat Bing gently shook her head and stated her opinion: "Look me in the eyes, and I'll act it out for you."

"If you feel there's anything lacking, just point it out."

"I'll make adjustments based on your feedback, and if you think it's okay, I'll remember it."

"I'll practice in front of the mirror again later." Zhang Li nodded after a moment's thought, then turned to look at Pang Bing: "That's fine too."

But the next moment, he seemed to see something burning his eyes and decisively turned his head away.

Fat Bing smiled slightly, sat up straight, and put his legs cross on the sofa.

"Sit facing me, face to face, otherwise how can we make eye contact and observe each other's eyes?"

Zhang Li turned her head mechanically, her ear tips turning red, and met Pang Bing's gaze.

After noticing that she had adjusted her posture, he showed a relieved expression, but a hint of regret flashed in his eyes.

Fat Bing saw all of this and found it increasingly interesting and fun.

She spoke gently, "Let's start by looking into each other's eyes."

"Look closely at my eyes."

In psychology, there is a rule of eye contact that lasts for ten seconds.

When a man and a woman look into each other's eyes for more than 10 seconds, it is easy for a relationship to develop.

Many people say that the formation of a relationship can sometimes happen in an instant.

Psychologists recruited single men and women, paired them up, and had them make eye contact with each other.

The results showed that if two people of the opposite sex could make eye contact seriously for more than 10 seconds, they would want to go on a date with that person after the experiment. If they made eye contact for more than 30 seconds, they would feel a strong urge to go on a date. If two people could make eye contact for more than 1 minute without disliking each other, they would feel a sense of "soul connection".

Even more extreme cases may lead them to believe that the other person is the one they have been searching for all along.

You can't hide your feelings for someone, and the most obvious sign is in your eyes.

If you make eye contact for more than 8 seconds, you'll develop feelings for each other; if it lasts more than 10 seconds, you'll establish a relationship.

In fact, this is because when you look at each other, your brain releases a neurotransmitter called phenylethylamine, which stimulates your emotions and makes you feel good.

Therefore, if two people frequently look into each other's eyes, they will gradually fall in love with each other.

Zhang Li knew this clearly, but Pang Bing did not.

She knew that many people liked her eyes.

If they make eye contact seriously, Zhang Li will be even more moved.

But as soon as they began to look into each other's eyes, she found herself flustered.

Zhang Li's thick eyebrows and large eyes were very beautiful, and her bright eyes seemed to contain some kind of emotion.

Without realizing it, she felt herself drawn to those eyes.

In her dark eyes, it seemed as if a vortex was swirling, ready to engulf her.

That unique feeling made her unconsciously want to get closer to the man in front of her.

To be precise, she already had feelings for this man, but she usually suppressed a lot of complicated emotions.

At this moment, everyone was drawn out by the emotions contained in their eye contact, and wanted to radiate them.

"Well!"

When Fatty Bing realized what was happening, she found that her lips were already pressed against Zhang Li's lips.

The warm, smooth touch sent a jolt through her body, instantly snapping her back to reality.

When she realized what she was doing, her eyes widened, and she immediately prepared to pull away.

This has gone too far and stirred up one's own emotions.

But the next moment, she felt a strong hand on her waist.

She wasn't there yet, and she practically slid her legs into Zhang Li's arms.

"Hmm~"

What Fat Ice wanted to say actually facilitated the other side's invasion.

In an instant, she felt something explode in her brain.

It was originally just to tease the other person.

But at this moment, she seemed to be ignited.

boom!
at the same time.

Qin Nanshan just hung up the phone.

She was about to go to Fat Ice's room when Peninsula received another phone call.

This phone call was from her parents, who favored sons over daughters.

"Want money?"

"You broke your leg?"

"It's not my business."

“When you turn sixty, I will naturally provide you with alimony according to social standards.”

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After hanging up the phone, Qin Nanshan chuckled.

Even if you want to leech off her, you have to see if she's willing.

She has now sold herself to Zhang Li, and all the irrelevant people can get lost.

"The boss didn't call, so it shouldn't be a problem if I don't go."

"If I actually went, I would have disturbed their rehearsal."

Qin Nanshan thought for a moment and decided to go back to her room.

Her place wasn't far from Fat Ice's room.

If you need anything, just call her and she'll come to help immediately.

"Thorn."

the other side.

Zhang Li "removed" the dress that Pang Bing was about to wear.

"Sister Bingbing, you are so beautiful."

Her name is Bingbing, but I don't know if her body is actually cold.

Hopefully, this will help lower his temperature. (End of Chapter)