Chapter 892： feast for the eyes

Head to head Hollywood 892 author Qian Duxue Full text 3515 words

"Go...to the balcony? This...is this okay?" Miss Zhang is an Oriental woman, and she has not really been promoted to the "International Chapter". She is only 25 years old this year, and she still values ​​decency. Tang En's request really made her reluctant. Dunn wanted to go to the balcony, mainly to avoid suspicion. This was the first time he had come to the circle of independent films. If it was the first time, the main man had never seen him, so he hurriedly asked a woman to go back to his room to make a mess, and he would inevitably be ridiculed. Although he is not afraid of rumors, after all, he has just beat Harvey Weinstein with his own hands, and he always has to set an example. It's better to go to an open-air place like a balcony where others can see it. It's just that Miss Zhang's coy attitude made Tang En suspicious. He didn't understand it for a while, so he shook his head and said, "It's still the balcony. The scenery there is very good, and you can overlook the magnificent Hudison Canal." Zhang The lady was speechless. Are you looking at me or the Hudison River? "In case... in case someone sees it..." Miss Zhang felt that it was still inappropriate and tried her best. It's okay to be dirty in private, it's not good to let outsiders see the overly private side. "I can see it when I see it, what can I do?" Tang En is very strange, are you pretending to be a boudoir girl here with me? Afraid no one will see it? What are you doing? The tone was a little displeased, and he said without doubt, "Let's go, go and see Manhattan and Hudison, and your mind will be extraordinarily open." Dunn was very puzzled. He just wanted to be seen. Miss Zhang almost fainted. what with what? Doing this kind of thing... depends on your mood? You are a woman who plays too much, and you play with flowers, right? However, Xu Shi could hear the unhappiness in Tang En's tone, so Miss Zhang couldn't say anything more. She was reluctant, but it was American territory after all. Besides, Tang En, the richest man in the world, is not afraid. What is she doing as a little actor? If you want to say shame, it is also your face! Thinking of this, Miss Zhang also gave up, gritted her teeth, "Go to the balcony, it's no big deal!" Tang En looked at her angrily back, and he couldn't help laughing and crying. What's wrong with her? Menstrual period? Even in the menstrual period, you can't vent your dissatisfaction on yourself, right? However, from the rear, her back is still very attractive. She was wearing a long purple dress similar to a cheongsam, with a white slim coat covering her upper body, and a small narrow belt was lightly tied around her soft waist, which made her not overly plump figure stand up and down. . It is very good at wearing. Tang En laughed at himself and walked to the balcony. Manhattan has the most expensive home prices in New York. Tribeca is the most expensive area in Manhattan. The reason is very simple. In addition to the gathering of celebrities and the high house prices, it has an excellent view of the scenery. Here, you can see Chinatown's Kennedy Street, you can see Wall Street, you can see the artsy Greenwich Village and SoHo, and there are all kinds of fashion stores and artist galleries here. The Hudison Canal seen from a high place is also spectacular. Came to the balcony, where comfortable soft chairs, as well as red wine and fruit plates have been prepared. While drinking red wine, chatting about movies and admiring the beauty of the Hudison River, it is also a good enjoyment. It would be nice if the old man could come too. Miss Zhang's acting skills are not mentioned, but when it comes to film art, she is definitely not as profound as Lao Mouzi. "Huh? You're hot?" Tang En came over, and before he was seated, he saw Miss Zhang unbuttoning her white coat. It is now late September. Dunn is of course no problem in a suit. Miss Zhang was wearing a skirt, and this coat kept her warm. Take it off now...Aren't you cold? "Ah? Don't you take it off?" Miss Zhang gave Tang En a strange look, wondering in her heart. Are you wearing clothes? Uniform temptation? Quirk! Tang En said with a smile: "If you feel hot, take it off. I'm not afraid that you will catch a cold." Miss Zhang asked in a low voice, "Then you don't have to take it off? Dress?" Me? You know how hot and cold you are!" Miss Zhang muttered softly, "It's not your quirk!" "What did you say?" Tang En couldn't hear it for a while. "Nothing!" Miss Zhang seemed to be taking a lot of advantage, and felt a lot more relaxed. If you don't take off your shirt...that's relatively safe. As long as the skirt is lifted up, the upper body of both of them is upright, and the lower body... Even if there is some indecent behavior, the probability of being discovered is very small. After all, in order to ensure the safety of guests, this balcony is also blocked by a short wall. As long as the lower body is not higher than the short wall, it is relatively safe. Miss Zhang now thoroughly wants to understand Tang En's thoughts. I secretly whispered in my heart, I really know how to play! I even thought of this kind of preventive measure, and at first glance, I was looking for excitement outside! Thinking about it, there was a sudden jump in my heart, and I felt a little more anticipation in panic. After all, he is Dunn! The best director in the world! The richest man in the world! Seeing that she was still smirking, Tang En knew that there must be something wrong with this woman's state today, and said helplessly: "Okay, sit down!" "Do..." Miss Zhang quickly retracted her mind and heard this The words became nervous again, pursing his lips tightly, "This... is this going to be done?" Tang En couldn't help laughing and crying, "What happened to you today? Hurry up and sit down, and we have to talk about business!" Miss Zhang This is suddenly. Yes, hurry up and finish it, and I have to talk about the North American release of "House of Flying Daggers", I almost forgot about the business! Miss Zhang took a deep breath and looked at her surroundings. There is a small table with red wine, wine glasses and fruit plates on it, which can't bear the force. Soft chair? This is a single chair, a bit like a reclining chair. If two people lie down together, I am afraid it will not work. And then... it's an open-air swimming pool, the weather is so cold, it definitely won't work. You can't go to the low wall to support you, right? That must be found. Miss Zhang looked around, but couldn't find any suitable tools, so she asked pitifully, "Here... how do I do it?" If she was doing it standing up, she would be exhausted and worried. Tang En was even more confused. Could it be that I haven't spoken Mandarin for too long, and I have trouble communicating? Why do you feel weird when talking to Miss Zhang? It seems that we have to find an opportunity to travel to China. Otherwise, the functions of Chinese will be degraded, and it will be too much to forget the ancestors. Tang En shook his head and pointed to the soft chair next to him, "Just sit there, where else can I go?" "Do it here..." Miss Zhang glanced at the soft chair and seemed to understand what Tang En meant. . It is definitely impossible for this recliner to support two people, but it is not impossible to have one person on it and one person on the ground. Miss Zhang laughed at herself, feeling that she was so nervous that her brain was rusted. She couldn't think of such a simple question, so she nodded lightly, walked over, and said casually, "Then I'll pout?" "Put? What? What do you mean?" Tang En ignored the strange Miss Zhang, poured himself a glass of red wine, and when he heard this, his heart became even more strange. what is the problem? Then, he turned his head to look, and was stunned. Miss Zhang... She really knelt on that soft chair with her **** pouted. Her round and full buttocks... were pointing in his direction, so tempting. Dunn is stupid. It feels like seeing a new world. What is this for? Doing yoga? So dedicated? Too weird, right? What's even weirder is that it's still behind. Next, under Tang En's stunned mouth, Miss Zhang stretched out her hand and lifted her skirt up a little bit... all the way to her waist. The two big white legs are as clean as jade, a pair of black bottoms, and a faint and shallow scarred space exudes a fatal charm. Tang En widened his eyes and swallowed. This is so...a criminal! Is this trying to dive into me? Seeing that Miss Zhang turned around again, her face was rosy and charming, a hint of shyness appeared, and she bit her lip and said, "Director, you...you can come, the rest...you don't have to take it off, you can just... "Wait!" Dunn struggled between rationality and emotion for a long time, but finally rationality prevailed. What is going on in this scene, he hasn't figured it out yet, so he can't mess up! It would also be a hassle if he was dependent on him. "Miss Zhang, what are you doing?" "Ah? Isn't that what you want to do?" "Do?" Tang En suddenly understood something when he heard the word, his eyes widened, and he couldn't help laughing and crying: " I said sit down, I told you to sit down! Where do you want to go?" "Ah? No way?" Miss Zhang was also stunned for a while, looking in a daze, "You... you weren't there just now. Downstairs, do you imply that I want to go to the suite upstairs to talk about work?" "I asked you to talk about work, where did I imply?" Only then did Tang En know that from the beginning to the end, both sides were caught up in each other A circle of misunderstandings. No wonder the atmosphere is not right, the root is here! Miss Zhang felt that her beliefs in life had collapsed a little, and she said in a daze: "Director, you...you didn't mean to imply me to come...come to sleep with you, and then you help release "House of Flying Daggers"?" Tang En said angrily: "As I am, do you still need hints? Forget it, it may be the cultural difference between China and the United States. Get up quickly, it's not good to be so... pouting." "Ah!" Miss Zhang realized that she was still there. It was in front of Tang En's eyes, especially the scenery under the skirt, which was completely seen by him. She screamed, turned over quickly and sat up, hurriedly tidying up her skirt. His face was as hot as fire, red as fire. Seeing her embarrassed appearance, Tang En couldn't bear it, so he laughed. Miss Zhang was even more ashamed, her legs were tightly together, and she was holding her skirt tightly with her hands, even her knees were covered tightly, for fear that he would see a little privacy. However, the scene just now with his **** pouted... It really made Tang En feast for his eyes. . Nine Heavens God Emperor mobile version reading website: http:///txt/79/79824/. _Mobile version reading URL: