Sister Meng, you lie in bed

"Ziyi, stand tall, head up, neck out, be a lady of good manners, walk slowly," Li Han instructed Meng Ziyi, while the photographer filmed with his camera.

Meng Ziyi took a deep breath, raised her snow-white chin, revealing her slender and sexy neck, raised her hands to her lower abdomen, and slowly lifted her feet to walk forward.

She moved with grace, her steps were slow, and her eyes were fixed straight ahead.

"Okay, Ziyi, turn your head." Li Han directed, and the photographer took pictures of Meng Ziyi.

Upon hearing this, Meng Ziyi turned his head and looked over, a smile appearing on his face.

"Hey, don't laugh." Li Han clapped his hands and stepped forward helplessly.

Upon hearing this, Meng Ziyi looked at Li Han with a puzzled expression. "Can't I laugh?"

"What are you laughing at?" Li Han asked helplessly, hands on his hips.

"Let's do it one more time."

"Hmph." Meng Ziyi snorted and walked back. What a hassle, even more troublesome than filming a movie.

Li Han was indeed being a bit nitpicky, filming one action several times. At the same time, he was also watching the cameraman's shooting method, and it didn't seem that difficult.

After thinking for a moment, he asked the photographer to leave and said he would take the photos of Meng Ziyi himself.

"You lie down on the bed," Li Han instructed.

"What?" Meng Ziyi looked at Li Han in confusion.

"You lie on the bed, and I'll stand next to you and film you," Li Han said, carrying a camera.

"Okay." Meng Ziyi tossed her hair, then lay down on the bed and looked at Li Han.

"Don't stand there like a block of wood, tilt your head to the side." Li Han pointed the camera at Meng Ziyi while directing her.

"Twist your body slightly, place your hands on either side of your head, blink once, and yes, breathe gently."

Meng Ziyi blinked her eyes, her beautiful eyes filled with tears, gazing at Li Han with deep affection, looking exactly like she was looking at her lover.

After half a day of guidance, Li Han finally filmed a perfect video.

"Okay." Li Han looked down at the camera.

"What a nuisance." Meng Ziyi slowly sat up, flicked her long sleeves, and stood up as she curiously leaned over to take a look.

"How did the photos turn out? Let me see them."

Li Han glanced at Meng Ziyi, his gaze unconsciously drifting to her chest. Meng Ziyi had been lying on the bed, her body slightly twisting, causing her clothes to ride down, revealing a patch of white skin and a deep, abyss-like cleavage.

Meng Ziyi truly lives up to her A-grade figure; there are absolutely few in the Chinese entertainment industry who can match her physique.

Li Han remained silent, quietly put down the camera, reached out and grabbed Meng Ziyi's collar, pulling it up slightly.

At first, Meng Ziyi was a little confused as to why Li Han had put the camera down, but she couldn't help but laugh when she saw him lifting his clothes. She reached out and slapped his hand away, tightened her clothes, and glared at him reproachfully with her beautiful eyes.

What are you doing?

"It's all exposed," Li Han then said, bending down to pick up the camera.

"Come on, let's continue. I'll guide you through a few more movements."

"Still filming?" Meng Ziyi sighed helplessly.

"This is just the beginning, not enough for editing. Come on, let's continue."

Half an hour later, Meng Ziyi plopped down on the bed. She stretched and yawned, then reached out to support her slender waist and gently twisted her body, exuding allure.

Li Han, standing to the side, was looking down at the content on the camera, his expression serious.

"Hmm~" Meng Ziyi hummed softly a few times, her little feet rubbing together gently. She felt that her feet were sweaty and very uncomfortable.

She bent down and lifted her feet, gently taking off her cloth shoes. She was wearing a pair of antique-style cloth shoes, revealing a pair of small feet wearing white socks. These white socks were also made in an antique style, no wonder she felt uncomfortable, as they were not breathable at all.

Taking off her socks and tossing them onto the bed, Meng Ziyi wiggled her toes. Her small, white, size 37 feet moved nimbly, and she touched the back of her feet, which were indeed a little sweaty.

"I'm not wearing socks anymore," Meng Ziyi thought to himself, then reached for the cloth shoes beside him and put them back on.

Li Han finished reading and was about to turn around to say something to Meng Ziyi when he saw this action from the other party.

He blinked, then walked over and squatted down next to Meng Ziyi, looking at her feet.

Just as Meng Ziyi was about to say something, she saw Li Han squatting down in front of her. She stared at him with wide eyes, then reached out and brushed her hair aside.

Li Han looked down at Meng Ziyi's bare feet, then looked up at her expressionlessly and said, "How many times have I told you? You can't wear shoes without socks...it smells terrible."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Meng Ziyi pushed Li Han in dissatisfaction and reached out to lift her skirt.

"It's so hot, my feet are sweating, what can I do?"

"Really? Let me see." Li Han reached out and lifted Meng Ziyi's skirt, looking at her slender ankles.

"That's enough, really." Meng Ziyi couldn't help but laugh, then slowly stood up, her long red dress brushing against Li Han's face.

"Get up." She tugged at Li Han's hair.

"Shall we continue filming?"

"Let's stop filming and go. I'll go back and edit it," Li Han said, then took out his phone and transferred the video to his own phone.

Meng Ziyi blinked at Li Han, but she didn't ask him where he was going, whether it was back to her house or a hotel.

After getting out, Li Han sat in the driver's seat and Meng Ziyi sat in the passenger seat, and the two set off.

Li Han drove smoothly to Meng Ziyi's villa. Looking at her villa, Meng Ziyi turned her head slightly to look at Li Han, and a smile appeared on her face.

"You're quite considerate; you drove right to my house."

Li Han unbuckled his seatbelt, turned to look at Meng Ziyi, and said, "I don't understand Korean."

Li Han then got out of the car and entered the password with practiced ease.

"Hey, help me with my clothes." Meng Ziyi said with dissatisfaction. She was still wearing that ancient dress, while her original clothes were in a handbag.

Inside the villa, Li Han, wearing headphones, was editing a video on Meng Ziyi's laptop. There was a pile of Meng Ziyi's chocolates next to him, and he was eating snacks while editing the video.

In the kitchen, Meng Ziyi was cutting fruit. She had changed into a casual short-sleeved shirt and shorts, her hair was loose, and she had removed her makeup. Her skin was fair and tender, and her young face was full of collagen.

Holding a fruit slice, Meng Ziyi walked over.

"Have some fruit." With that, Meng Ziyi placed the fruit slices on the table and looked curiously at the video, which Li Han was editing with software.

"Hmm, perfect timing, Ziyi, take a look." Li Han turned to look at Meng Ziyi, then took off his headphones, unplugged them, and clicked the screen with the mouse.