Chapter 212: I'll Support You

After finishing the Hong Kong concert, Wang Fei completely entered a state of rest.

Returning to Beijing to spend the New Year.

She then took her daughter abroad for a trip.

After dealing with some loose ends, she finally found time to return to Hong Kong; after finishing work at the record company, she couldn't wait to run to Repulse Bay, happily doing the cleaning.

The bathtub was almost scrubbed.

Lighting aromatherapy later, then letting the water run and sprinkling petals, would be the start of a beautiful night.

Thinking of something in her mind, she chuckled out loud.

Her hand movements stopped.

Wang Fei couldn't help but gesture with the bathtub brush, the smile on her face deepening, and her fingers unconsciously scraped on it, as if it were a very interesting object.

Her slender waist also twisted slowly.

For the sake of convenience in cleaning, plus the ample heating indoors.

She was only wearing a small camisole.

Because she was leaning over.

A large expanse of skin was exposed to the air, and her waist, carrying a hint of fine sweat, twisted in an exceptionally enchanting way; her whole body seemed to have made ample preparations for what was to happen next.

"Swish!"

Just as she was letting her imagination run wild, she suddenly felt a chill on her buttocks.

"Who???"

Wang Fei was so scared her soul flew away, and she exclaimed.

Wanting to turn back.

Her back was firmly pressed down by someone, and she could only maintain the posture of lying prone in the bathtub; because of the bubbles, the slippery tub wall offered no leverage, and she flailed her hands around in panic.

At this moment, Li Luo's eyebrows raised high.

On her hot pants.

A small area was actually stained dark.

On it.

There was also a hint of crystal clear shine.

"Stop it."

Wang Fei flailed, her tone couldn't be more nervous: "How much money do you want, I'll give it all to you~~~"

The tail note was drawn out long.

That familiar piercing sensation made her scalp tingle directly.

"Bastard."

Wang Fei was furious, slapping back heavily: "Don't play this kind of joke again in the future, scaring people to death, do you know~ know~ know~"

Amidst the scolding, Li Luo realized his mistake.

And hurriedly used his own way.

To express his apology.

Regarding this way of expressing apology, Wang Fei expressed deep satisfaction, so satisfied that she couldn't help but hum along in a low voice, and the single-toned singing sounded extremely ethereal in the bathroom.

Making anyone who heard it feel like it lingered for three days without fading.

With Li Luo's help.

The work of cleaning the bathtub took a full half-hour to barely complete.

Directly holding the little young wife who was hanging on him like a sloth, Li Luo rinsed off casually, wrapped the other in a large bath towel, and walked out of the bathroom with steady steps.

On the large sofa in the living room.

He sat down heavily again.

"Hmm~"

After a long hum, Wang Fei looked at his face with infatuation, unable to move away even for half a second.

Seeing this situation.

Li Luo had no choice but to grab the bath towel to help her wipe off the water droplets.

A wipe on the back and it was done.

Coming to the front, he wiped meticulously, then slowly moved downwards; the dry and soft bath towel instantly absorbed all the water droplets touched along the way, but when it reached a specific location.

The towel's function became ineffective!

One wipe.

Water droplets were still there.

Two wipes.

Hey~

They even increased!

"Getting into it, are we?"

Wang Fei really couldn't take it anymore, hurriedly pressing his hand down: "Don't rush, it's been so long since I've adapted, you have to let me slow down, anyway there's a whole night left!!!"

"Brother Luo, wait~"

After a good bout of coquetry, Li Luo barely stopped.

No way.

He had been fighting all day today.

But every time he could only stop at the point, that feeling of fighting back and forth but not being able to fully enjoy it made him feel really stifled.

Martial arts dramas didn't have this feeling.

Action movies were different.

The realism of fists hitting flesh gave him a stronger feedback.

"Have you had fun during this time?"

Li Luo exhaled heavily, holding the other's thighs with both hands, enjoying the silkiness of the skin.

"Happy."

Wang Fei nodded repeatedly, her big eyes blinking: "It's a pity you didn't have time to go; the seawater in Fiji is as blue as glass, making people feel intoxicated just looking at it, it's just that the timing wasn't right, there was a bit too much rain."

"By the way, I brought you photos."

As she spoke, she got up and ran to the side, stepping on the sofa.

Her bare buttocks.

Swaying left and right.

Li Luo watched intently.

Noticing his expression, Wang Fei didn't care at all, instead turning sideways and holding her waist.

Striking a beautiful pose.

Fully displaying her charm.

Wang Fei laughed heartily like a child again, then grabbed her backpack and bounced over, shaking her short hair as she sat beside him, nimbly unzipping the zipper: "When we have time, we'll go together again."

"Sunbathing, eating seafood, just idling away all day."

"Not having to think about anything."

As she spoke, she took out a thick stack of photos.

Sharing them one by one with Li Luo.

Food, sunshine, beaches, seawater, coconut trees, etc., one beautiful landscape photo after another appeared before his eyes.

Of course, there was no lack of Wang Fei's own figure.

Bikinis of various styles added quite a bit of color to the island scenery.

"Eh?"

While Li Luo was admiring the beautiful photos, Wang Fei looked at his body in surprise: "I remember I just gave you a slap earlier, is it really that exaggerated? It was fine even after being bitten like that last time."

On his muscular body, there were blue and purple patches.

It made her heart ache just looking at it.

She hurriedly leaned over, exhaling a breath on it, and rubbing it repeatedly: "Needless to say, it must have been hit like this during filming."

"Normal."

Li Luo said indifferently: "Everyone is the same."

After a day of filming, everyone was injured.

Even Hong Jinbao was like this; after all, he couldn't control his strength that well every time, and with fists and feet flying fast, he didn't know when he would take a hard hit.

"How much longer do you have to fight?"

Wang Fei rubbed gently, seemingly wanting to disperse the swelling.

"At least three days."

Li Luo gave the answer.

The big scenes couldn't be done in one day; while filming, they had to choreograph the movements according to the scene, and it wasn't possible that it would only be the small segment that appeared in the final product; all kinds of fighting had to be tried.

Providing ample material for the director's later editing.

"Hmm."

Wang Fei pursed her lips; she sat up and looked at Li Luo fixedly, then flew over and hugged his neck tightly, saying seriously: "Filming is very hard, why don't we stop in the future?"

"You'll support me?"

Li Luo flipped to the next photo and replied indifferently.

"Yes."

Wang Fei nodded heavily: "I'll support you!"

The two looked at each other.

The little young wife's eyes blinked rapidly, with no intention of backing down at all.

"I have money."

She let go of Li Luo's neck, gestured with a few fingers in a daze, and finally waved her hand casually: "Hmm, over a hundred million, anyway it's enough for our expenses, although I want to gradually reduce my workload later."

"But occasionally holding concerts, taking endorsements."

"I can also earn quite a bit."

"Even if I don't do anything, the annual music copyright income is already a lot."

"We'll just live on an island."

Wang Fei's eyes showed longing, and she said excitedly: "Living a free and easy life every day, reading, writing, boating, diving, fishing, doing everything we want to do."

While she was saying these things, Li Luo just smiled faintly.

Nodding from time to time.

Indicating agreement.

Continuously describing the kind of life she imagined, Wang Fei became radiant.

A minute or two later, her words gradually ceased.

Looking at Li Luo's calm smile, she was so angry that she bit his arm hard.

Without needing the other to answer.

She knew this was just wishful thinking.

Judging from Li Luo's consistent performance, the other had never coveted her money, nor was he like others who always talked to her about various investments, or asked for help introducing connections and resources.

From these various situations, one could see that this guy had a lot of pride.

How could he possibly live that kind of life of being kept?

And the other's career had just started, he was only in his early twenties; she was also thinking too naively, but any man with ambition wouldn't choose to retreat at this time.

In fact, in the end, she herself couldn't leave this colorful world.

Seeing Li Luo silent.

She released her teeth.

"Ah Luo."

Wang Fei turned over and sat astride, saying seriously: "Can you promise me one thing?"

"No matter how many people you know."

Pressing his chest, she felt the strong heartbeat: "In this place, always leave a spot for me, okay?"

"As for me here."

Grabbing Li Luo's hand again and placing it on her chest, Wang Fei said softly:

"It's all yours."

Facing such affectionate words.

Li Luo's only choice was to nod silently.

Rising silently.

Then he stood up and completely merged with the other.

After implicitly expressing his thoughts, Wang Fei let him charge wantonly, biting down heavily on his thick shoulder, her teeth piercing deep into the skin until a wisp of fresh blood seeped out.

Next, Li Luo was either fighting cracklingly on set or fighting fiercely with Wang Fei at Repulse Bay.

Wanting to find others, there was no way.

At least until the tooth marks faded, he couldn't steal any more kisses.

The first day was fists and feet meeting.

Coming to the second day, it turned into wrestling.

Often after setting up a stance with Hong Jinbao, the stunt double would quickly step in, and in front of the camera, the two would throw each other onto the wooden performance stage in various ways.

Not comparing to fists and feet, even if the wooden board had a cushioning effect.

Being thrown a few times.

Hong Jinbao would still have to go to the hospital and lie down.

Even if Li Luo's physique was quite good, he needed enough rest time, and the stunt double went without saying; after being caught and thrown fiercely by him, he was almost knocked unconscious.

As the stage boomed and smashed.

Li Luo also completely won over the entire SPL crew.

Their evaluation of him.

A group of Hong Kong actors often used two words to describe it: "Brave enough!"

Coming to the third day afternoon.

Li Luo flipped into the air, and with the help of the wire rig, roared as he threw the stunt double's huge body, smashing it heavily onto the wine tower specially made by the props team, with countless fragments and wine splashing everywhere.

Ending the high-intensity fighting that had lasted for several days with a move of extreme destructiveness.

And it was at this moment.

Including the investors, the entire crew stood up and applauded him.

"Brother Luo is great!"

"Awesome!"

"Hard work, Ah Luo!"

Li Luo panted and waved his hand, grinning with a handsome smile.

The fight scenes were over.

Continuing to film the remaining dramatic scenes, which was the final ending.

Although Ye Weixin was very impatient, under Wu Dun's deterrence, he still gathered his spirit and worked with the screenwriter to come up with a happy ending, mainly to ensure smooth release in major film markets.

After filming the good ending.

Li Luo, covered in blood, struggled to pull out a bottle of wine, stumbling to the side of the bar.

Putting down the wine bottle.

He gave a knowing smile to Ren Dahua, who had woken up in the iron cage.

His mouth opened.

Just as he was about to say something to the other.

Hong Jinbao, who had faked his death, suddenly pounced over, using his weight advantage to push him crazily to the side until they broke through a thin piece of special black glass, and the two stopped.

Next, they split into two paths.

Hong Jinbao filmed a series of reactions afterwards.

Li Luo came to the side, constantly performing the gesture of falling downstairs towards a deep pit covered with a green sponge mat.

Experiencing that feeling of despair and helplessness.

But as he acted.

He found he was thinking too much.

Sometimes, there was no need to think about things too complexly.

When he fell backwards again, his expression was just a bit stunned, his fingers weakly grasping at a mass of air, and until he landed in the sponge, he was still blank-faced.

"Good."

Ye Weixin nodded in satisfaction.

After watching several versions back and forth, this version was the most to his liking.

The emotion expressed was quite delicate.

"Hard work."

Walking towards Li Luo, who was climbing out of the green pit, he ignored the blood on the other's body and hugged him hard: "Congratulations on wrapping up, hope we can work together again in the future."

After filming this scene, Li Luo's scenes officially ended.

The shot of lying in the car.

Had already been filmed.

Hong Jinbao and Ren Dahua still had some scenes to film, but that had nothing to do with him.

"Thank you, Director."

Li Luo laughed loudly and patted this guy hard.

"Ah Luo."

The producer had been waiting for a long time with flowers, and he reached out his hand happily: "You've worked hard during this time, you filmed well."

"Thank you, Brother Long."

Taking the flowers, Li Luo happily high-fived Zhang Long.

Three months of effort, just hoping for a good result, not letting this sweat go in vain.

Amidst the congratulations, he came to the side.

The assistant director hurriedly waved his arm, signaling them to quiet down; Li Luo moved his feet quietly, watching Hong Jinbao's performance inside; the other sat powerlessly on the sofa, no longer having the previous aura.

His shoulders twitched gradually, and tears overflowed from his eye sockets.

As Ma Jun fell off the building.

Wang Bao was also equivalent to killing his own wife and children with his own hands.

This big underworld boss, who had an astonishing aura, came to the last two minutes of the movie, but could only cry helplessly, letting snot and tears cover his blood-stained face.

Under the cycle of cause and effect.

There was no winner in the entire SPL movie; everyone paid a tragic price for their choices.

Watching this performance by Hong Jinbao.

Li Luo shook his head with emotion.

Almost everyone who mentioned this guy thought of the agile fat man.

Little did they know, the other was also an extremely good actor.

Under the gaze of the camera lens, Hong Jinbao's sobbing voice echoed leisurely in every corner of the set.

Thanks to the brother 'Evolution of Light' for the 500-point reward, thank you! ===== CHAPTER 213 =====