Fang Hui: "???"

Which summer ice is iced? Sprite is so cool?

Xiaoxi paused for a moment, stretching the distance between herself and her artist, Nunu said, "It's that... summer ice!" She dragged the word "ice" for a long tone, and almost poked Lu Yinbing with her finger, pointing at her and saying, "It's this ice, this ice!"

The young man Fang Hui is not virtuous and pure: "???"

The weather is too hot. Do you want to eat summer ice? Ice ice cream?

Xiaoxi lowered her head in a collapse, Fang Hui looked at her strangely, walked forward a few steps and followed Xia Yitong, Xiaoxi was dejectedly attached to the back.

On the way to Lu Yinbing's dressing room, Xia Yitong, who was driving more than a dozen small trains in his mind, took the lead in deeply reviewing herself and doing psychological activities for herself: "Teacher Lu is an upright person. She invites you to go to her dressing room to change clothes and treats you very well. After a while, you can't look at places you shouldn't look at. You don't think of something bad in your mind, concentrate on changing clothes, and focus on changing clothes... or change clothes. You can't expose your wolfish ambitions, have you heard it?"

Lu Yinbing saw Xia Yitong breathing a long sigh.

"What are you doing? Are you nervous?"

"Ah, no, I'm hot."

"I'm talking, why are you nervous when you change your clothes?" Lu Yinbing said, turning his head away, and quietly divided his long breath into three times.

She must be hot, too.

Lu Yinbing fanned himself with his hand fan, looked around and said to himself, "This is a ghost weather."

Xia Yitong said it, trying to cover up the truth: "This ghost weather."

Lu Yinbing agreed very much: "Yes!"

The innocently scolded God stared at them quietly, and the stars were like chess. At this time, a breeze broke out, and Lu Yinbing opened the collar of the costume, allowing the wind to penetrate directly into his sweaty neck.

As soon as she entered the door, Xia Yitong saw the brightly lit dressing room and the makeup artists who had been waiting for a long time... They remembered that her own makeup artist had already been called back, but Lu Yinbing was still there, and she was on standby 24 hours a day, and they still needed to remove their makeup.

Not only that, Lu Yinbing's dressing room is simply luxurious than her on the set, with a separate locker room. Xia Yitong looked carefully at the layout of the dressing room and looked complicated. The good and bad news is: the locker room is big, but there is only one.

She looked at Lu Yinbing, who was looking down at her belt, and a sense of inexplicable arose in her heart. Lu Yinbing's lips moved slightly and was about to speak...

Xia Yitong concentrates her energy.

Lu Yinbing: "It's very late, everyone is in a hurry. Anyway, the locker room is so big, so why not just join us."

Let's go together... Let's go together...

These three words lingered in Xia Yitong's head, making her dizzy. Xia Yitong roared in her heart: "I knew it would be like this!!!"

Her eyes were locked tightly in Lu Yinbing, and a question couldn't help but emerge in her mind: Do you like me?

Lu Zhiwo is open-minded and Yinbing: "Go away, go change your clothes."

Xia Yitong: "Here you come."

"!!!" Xia Yitong took a step back as soon as she entered, and this dressing room...

Lu Yinbing turned his head, Xia Yitong stood outside the door, looking shocked. Lu Yinbing suddenly wanted to laugh a little, held back, and asked seriously: "Are you shy?"

This kid.

"No, no."

Xia Yitong went in with a tough bullet and three of hers were reflected in the mirror. Yes, there were mirrors on all three sides of this locker room!

Lu Yinbing took off his belt and robe, raised his head to reveal his neck as slender as a snow-white swan neck, and his moonlight clothes were thinly covered on his back, and two clear butterfly bones were towering high.

Immediately afterwards, the middle coat was removed, and a narrow waist was exposed to the mirror.

Xia Yitong's eyes looked at it and could be filled with one of his arms.

Eight years ago, when Lu Yinbing's movie was released, she had the honor to take a photo with Lu Yinbing. When she wrapped her arms around her, she could feel a thin layer of powerful muscles on her abdomen as she breathed, and now she was only a layer of loose skin left.

Her eyes suddenly became sore, and she knew that Lu Yinbing was thin, but she didn't expect that she had lost weight to this point.

"Teacher Lu..." She stared blankly at the person in the mirror and couldn't help but speak.

"Hmm?" Lu Yinbing adjusted his shoulder straps and raised his hand to take his casual clothes from the shelf.

"Can I..." Can I hug you?

The second half of the sentence was swallowed into her throat, and Lu Yinbing stood in front of her and faced her: "Help me help me with Hair Crown, what did you say?"

The Hermes land that was almost evaporated was emitted with the last fragrance. Xia Yitong's scent of her suddenly approached her, almost completely dazed and forgot to breathe. She bumped her back into the mirror and looked back with fear, but fortunately it didn't break.

Lu Yinbing said in confusion: "Am I that scary? Are you retreating so far?"

"You...you are anxious to come here, I didn't pay attention for a while."

"Didn't you keep looking at me through the mirror?" Lu Yinbing said lazily, "How about it? Are your idols very beautiful?"

Xia Yitong's ears turned red in an instant.

Why did I forget... This mirror is from three sides. She can see Lu Yinbing, and Lu Yinbing can naturally see her looking at her.

“I, I…”

"Don't let me go, I've been here for almost an hour. I'm going to hold my hair crown and I'm going to put on some clothes. I was so anxious that I forgot to ask the makeup artist to help me untie my hair first."

"I'll help you solve it?"

"Will you?" Lu Yinbing looked like she didn't trust her.

"I have worked as a dresser on the set before." Xia Yitong answered naturally, and at the same time tiptoed to reach Lu Yinbing's hair. Lu Yinbing did not question her anymore. She cooperated to sit on the stool and closed her eyes and said, "I heard that Ying said, you used to do odd jobs on the set?"

"Well, I'm poor, earn some money to subsidize it, and see if there are any opportunities."

"Are you an extra?"

“Not all.”

"what else?"

Xia Yitong didn't speak for a long time. Lu Yinbing opened his eyes strangely and just ran into Xia Yitong's gaze that was directly in the mirror. Somehow, Lu Yinbing's heart suddenly panicked.

She frowned, the answer would not be...

However, Xia Yitong did not speak anymore, and Lu Yinbing did not ask. A tip of the iceberg surfaced and sank to the bottom of the sea again.

Xia Yitong's fingers were slender and she skillfully removed the hairpin and the hair crown. After tying it up, Lu Yinbing's long hair was dissipated like a cloud. Lu Yinbing habitually shook it, but she felt her scalp numb and itchy. After being tied up by the scalp that was tied for a day, it hurt a little, and then it was indescribable comfort.

Lu Yinbing enjoyed it for less than three seconds, reacted and avoided the hands that were freely shuttled between her hair, and his heart trembled: "You don't have to do this."

"It's so convenient," Xia Yitong smiled, stopped insisting, took back her hand, and joked, "Teacher Lu, how is my craft?"

Lu Yinbing tried hard to ignore the increasingly strange atmosphere around him and said, "It's great."

Xia Yitong looked at her: "Then after I finish filming, I will apply for a job as your personal assistant. Do you want it?"

Lu Yinbing looked back at her and smiled and said, "Then I can't afford you."

The two of them went back and forth, and as they looked like countless secrets that could not be told were rising and falling.

After a long time, Xia Yitong laughed: "Even if I want to be a company, the company will not let me go."

"You know it yourself."

Lu Yinbing stood up. She had already changed into clothes. She had a long T-shirt, shorts, and long legs were exposed. She urged Xia Yitong: "You are just talking, are you still changing your clothes?"

“Switch.”

Xia Yitong turned her back to her, bent down and took off her long skirt, changed her pants, and used her arms to cover her chest with her underwear. Lu Yinbing looked at the scars on her back that were still faintly left with faint marks, and her eyes gradually became darker.

——The back was accidentally scratched due to dragging, and the whole back was almost rotten.

It's been so long, it shouldn't hurt anymore, right?

The long hair suddenly filled his back, like a silk cloud. Xia Yitong put on her coat, reached her hand behind her neck, pulled out her long hair, and shook her head with her neck tilted.

The slightly cool hair swept to the fingertips. Lu Yinbing was shocked and stared blankly at his right hand that he had raised up at some point.

What was she trying to do?

...

"Thank you, Teacher Lu." At the door of the hotel room, Xia Yitong expressed her gratitude to Lu Yinbing who sent her to the room.

"You're welcome." Lu Yinbing's face didn't look very good. She didn't say much when she came here just now. She politely accepted Xia Yitong's gratitude and nodded, "Then I'll go up first."

"Good night." Xia Yitong's eyes showed obvious concern, "Teacher Lu? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No, maybe I'm tired at night. I'm old and can't stay up."

Xiao Ximeng didn't change her expression and said in shock: "How is it possible? Queen Lu Yingxiong is a young lady who claims to be eighteen years old."

"Then...good night, Teacher Lu."

Lu Yinbing said: "Okay, good night, you go to bed early, and you will have to film tomorrow."

After she said that, she walked towards the elevator. At the angle that Xia Yitong couldn't see, her eyes showed a rare confusion.

"Wait, Teacher Lu." Xia Yitong watched her back, suddenly screamed, and hurriedly caught up.

Lu Yinbing spread his eyebrows, returned to his normal expression, turned his head and said gently: "What?"

"Look at my face, do you feel familiar? Have you seen me before?" Xia Yitong stood in front of her, feeling ups and downs. Before she entered the entertainment industry and when she was in the 38th tier of the entertainment industry, she went to any roadshow, meetings, premiere meetings, and premiere meetings, and talked to Lu Yinbing before she entered the entertainment industry. She always wanted to know if Lu Yinbing still remembers her.

Lu Yinbing looked at her for a long time, shook her head, and the familiar confusion spread to her eyes: "Have you seen it? I don't remember it."
To be continued...