Top-tier celebrity's nightly pampering, the abstinent doctor loses control and spoils her.

Film crew, set in a Republican-era street scene.

Today's scenes are very important. Lu Er plays an undercover agent who will impersonate an actor tonight, infiltrate the traitor Zhang's mansion to perform a dance, and then assassinate him.

In the dressing room, Lu Er looked at herself in the mirror, feeling a little dazed.

The person in the mirror was wearing a light red theatrical costume made of light silk, embroidered with intricate gold-threaded peonies.

The top was very short, only reaching below the ribs, revealing a section of her fair and slender waist.

The lower garment consisted of loose silk trousers, with the cuffs tightened with gold thread, and a string of tiny silver bells tied at the waist and ankles.

The hairstylist is putting on a wig, her long, black hair styled into a bun commonly seen on actors, adorned with a few simple jade hairpins.

A thin eyeliner was drawn at the corner of her eyes, adding a touch of allure to her already beautiful eyes.

"Ms. Lu, your look..." the makeup artist couldn't help but exclaim, "It's absolutely stunning!"

Lu Er twitched the corners of her mouth, looking at the unfamiliar yet familiar self in the mirror.

This wasn't the first time he'd worn a costume, but it was definitely the first time he'd dressed so alluringly.

"Are you done?"

The production assistant knocked on the door from outside, saying, "The director wants you to get ready."

"immediately."

When she walked out of the dressing room, the staff members waiting outside were stunned.

Ye Qingge was drinking water from her thermos when she saw Lu Er, and almost spat out her water: "My God, Lu Er, you..."

Lu Er was a little embarrassed: "Is it strange?"

"Not surprising, it's just too..."

Ye Qingge looked you up and down. "You're so alluring. Your waist... Dr. Song would go crazy looking at it."

Lu Er's ears turned slightly red: "Don't talk nonsense."

"What nonsense did I spout?"

Ye Qingge smiled and said, "Just you wait, once this behind-the-scenes footage is released, it's guaranteed to trend on social media."

The film set has been set up; it's a courtyard house in the style of the Republic of China era.

A high platform was erected in the center of the courtyard, surrounded by red lanterns, creating an ambiguous and dangerous atmosphere.

Director Guan, sitting behind the monitor, saw Lu Er and his eyes lit up: "Great, that's the feeling!"

"In this scene, you're playing an actress, someone who needs to be alluring and seductive. But your true identity is a secret agent, so your eyes need to convey a sense of ruthlessness. You need to create a contrast."

Lu Er nodded: "I'll give it a try."

"Alright, everyone to your positions."

After Director Guan returned to the monitor, he announced, "Scene 7, Shot 1, Action!"

Lu Er walked barefoot onto the high platform.

The silver bells jingled crisply with each step, their clear, tinkling sounds particularly distinct in the quiet courtyard.

Lu Er walked to the center of the stage, slowly raised her hand, and her sleeve slipped down, revealing a section of her fair arm.

The music begins with a popular Jiangnan folk tune from the Republican era, which is tender and poignant, with a touch of melancholy.

Lu Er dances a lot at her usual concerts, but today's dance was very different, carrying a deliberately imitative, worldly feel.

Her waist was excessively supple, and her eyes were alluringly seductive.

Every time she turned around or leaned back, that section of her fair waist was completely exposed to the light, carrying an unspoken hint.

The bells swayed with the movements, jingling and ringing, their sound particularly clear in the quiet filming location.

The camera zooms in for a close-up.

In the shot, that waist was dazzlingly white.

Firm, lean, rising and falling slightly with each breath.

The muscles on the sides of the waist are smooth and firm, the kind of supple strength that can only be achieved through years of training.

The bell, when placed on the skin, will occasionally leave a faint red mark, which disappears in an instant.

Lu Er smiled, the red makeup around her eyes alluring and seductive under the light. Especially the mole at the corner of her eye, like a venomous snake hiding in a flower bush.

Spinning, leaping, sleeves fluttering like butterflies.

The bells at her waist jingled incessantly.

Behind the monitor, everyone held their breath.

"Card!"

Director Guan shouted, his voice filled with suppressed excitement, "Great, we nailed that take!"

Lu Er stopped moving and was slightly out of breath.

The weather in April wasn't hot, but a thin layer of sweat had already formed on his forehead.

"good."

Director Guan rarely smiled, saying, "The emotions were right, and the dance was great. We'll take a ten-minute break, touch up the makeup, and shoot close-ups."

Lu Er breathed a sigh of relief and stepped down from the platform.

Bai Zhi immediately handed over water and a towel.

"Lu Ge, is your back acting up?"

Bai Zhi whispered a reminder.

Lu Er looked down and saw several red marks on her side from the bell. They weren't serious, but they were quite noticeable on her fair skin.

"fine."

Lu Er waved her hand and took a sip of water.

Sweat trickled down his forehead, wetting his temples.

"Lu Ge, you danced so well!"

Bai Zhi's eyes lit up. "Who wouldn't be confused by this?"

Lu Er smiled.

He spent half a month learning dance from a teacher specifically for this scene. He practiced until his back ached every day, all for these three minutes today.

Fortunately, the effort paid off.

That evening, a behind-the-scenes clip was quietly released.

The video is only a dozen seconds long and shows a close-up of the waist bell swaying as the person turns around.

In the shot, Lu Er spins on a high platform, her waist swaying, and the bells jingling.

The water-red costume made her skin appear even whiter and glowing, and the red makeup around her eyes was captivating.

Caption: 【Today is another day of drooling over my husband's waist [wink][wink]】

The comment section was instantly flooded with comments:

"My God... that waist... is this something I can see for free?"

"My husband has such a great back!!! [drooling]"

"Bell!!! The sound of the bell is killing me!!!"

"Lu Er, what other surprises do you have that I don't know about?"

"Is it really reasonable for an undercover agent to look like this? How can the enemy possibly be interested in reading intelligence?"

"Am I the only one who noticed his eyes? He was smiling while hiding a knife!"

"Director Kwan is such a great director, I could watch this scene a hundred times."

The video quickly went viral, with the hashtags #LuErYao# and #Bell# trending.

A city, a hospital.

Song Jingmo had just finished a surgery, changed out of his surgical gown, and was sitting in the break room scrolling through his phone.

I habitually checked my Weibo following list, and while Lu Er's account hadn't been updated, her studio had posted a new video.

Click to open.

Thirty seconds later, Song Jingmo turned off the video and silently took a sip of water.

Then I clicked on it again and watched it once more.

Turn it off again.

Repeat this process seven or eight times.

Finally, I forwarded the video to Lu Er.