bioinnovel Chapter 453 Obtaining Huang Mengying
Chapter 453 Obtaining Huang Mengying
Fu Yibai didn't know if Huang Mengying's thoughts were really as she said.
After all, given his current status and position, he has never lacked women who would throw themselves at him.
Even if she had ulterior motives, it didn't stop him from enjoying the delicious peach.
Fu Yibai reached out and supported the back of her head, gently adjusting it, and then kissed her back.
Huang Mengying let out a soft groan. Her body went completely limp at that moment, and she leaned forward, falling into Fu Yibai's arms.
She knelt on his lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, and hung on him.
The kiss lasted a long time.
When their lips parted, Huang Mengying's eyes were already red.
Her eyes were glistening with tears, her lips were slightly red, and her breathing was rapid and hot.
She stood up from Fu Yibai's arms, took his hand, and led him towards the bedroom.
The bedroom was small, with a two-meter bed placed against the window, and the sheets were pink.
The curtains were drawn tightly shut, and a mushroom-shaped lamp sat on the bedside table, next to a half-open copy of "An Actor Prepares."
Huang Mengying reached behind her back and unzipped her long dress.
The light green dress slipped off her shoulders and bunched up at her ankles.
Then she turned around, looked up at Fu Yibai.
Her cheeks were flushed, and her body trembled slightly in the dim light.
"Mr. Fu."
She called out softly.
Fu Yibai stepped forward, put his arm around her waist, and laid her down on the bed.
The glow of the small lamp cast two overlapping shadows on the wall.
Huang Mengying closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly.
"I'm a little scared."
"Then stop."
"Don't stop."
She shook her head rapidly, wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, and pulled him down.
Fu Yibai lowered his head and kissed her forehead.
Tell me if it hurts.
"Um."
The shadow began to sway slowly.
Huang Mengying bit her lip, but occasionally a soft moan escaped from between her teeth.
Her hands gripped Fu Yibai's back, her fingers tightening and loosening, tightening again and loosening again.
The night wind outside the window rattled against the glass, and occasionally a car horn could be heard in the distance.
But these sounds were insignificant compared to the roar in Huang Mengying's ears.
After an unknown amount of time, the sounds in the room gradually subsided.
Huang Mengying curled up beside Fu Yibai, burying her face in the crook of his shoulder.
A trace of a tear lingered on her eyelashes, but the corners of her mouth were curved in a smile.
Her body was still trembling slightly, like a flower blown by the wind.
The night outside the window was deep and quiet, and the bedroom became quiet.
Huang Mengying fell into a deep sleep in his arms, her breathing even and long, with a slight smile on her lips.
Fu Yibai looked at her sleeping face and reached out to pull the blanket up to cover her bare shoulders.
She snuggled closer to him in her sleep, like a kitten that had found its nest.
The next morning, when Fu Yibai woke up, Huang Mengying was no longer in bed.
The aroma of fried eggs and hot milk wafted from the kitchen.
He put on a shirt and walked to the kitchen doorway, where Huang Mengying was standing in front of the stove frying eggs.
She was wearing a loose white loungewear set, and her hair was casually tied into a low ponytail.
After frying the eggs, she scooped them into a plate, glanced back, and her eyes met Fu Yibai's.
"Good morning, Mr. Fu."
Her face flushed slightly, but her smile was bright.
"morning."
Fu Yibai walked over, wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, and rested his chin on her shoulder.
"Does it stop hurting?"
"There's one more thing."
Her ears turned red.
"But it's much better than last night."
"No classes today?"
"No in the morning, but there are two dialogue classes in the afternoon."
She put the fried eggs into a plate and turned off the heat.
Fu Yibai released his grip and sat down at the dining table.
Huang Mengying brought over breakfast: fried egg, milk, and two slices of whole wheat bread—simple but thoughtful.
She sat down opposite him, resting her chin on her hands as she watched him eat.
She remembered something, got up to rummage through the wardrobe, and took out a scarf.
"Mr. Fu, this is for you. I knitted it myself, it might not be very nice..."
Fu Yibai took the scarf and examined it in his hands.
"It's beautiful, very thoughtful."
Huang Mengying's smile deepened.
After breakfast, Fu Yibai kissed Huang Mengying on the forehead and then went out.
On January 25, Interstellar was taken off the screens in the country.
Although Han Shanping applied for an extension key, the telecommunications bureau considered that "Interstellar" was not a domestic film and wanted to leave room for other films in the Lunar New Year season, so it ultimately did not approve it.
Ultimately, Interstellar's box office performance in mainland China stopped at 12.13 billion RMB.
While this achievement is still far from that of "Pacific Rim," it is still the envy of countless film and television companies in the industry.
With the film's domestic run ending, Interstellar's global box office has entered its final settlement.
Interstellar grossed $15.77 billion, becoming one of the highest-grossing films in Hollywood history.
The companies they jointly invested in all made a fortune.
On the same day, the Oscar nominations were announced, and Interstellar lived up to expectations, winning eight nominations, including Best Picture, Best Director, Best Original Screenplay, and Best Visual Effects.
The news sent movie fans around the world into a frenzy, and social media was quickly abuzz with celebrations and discussions.
Director Fu Yibai's name has once again been thrust into the spotlight. Industry insiders generally believe that this work, which blends hard science fiction with human warmth, has not only broken box office records but has also won authoritative recognition on an artistic level.
The film's breathtaking cosmic scenes, deeply moving father-daughter bond, and profound exploration of time and love have all become hot topics during awards season.
Film critics have written articles analyzing the film, suggesting that Interstellar may usher in a new era for science fiction films.
It perfectly blends high-concept scientific settings with universal emotions, setting a new benchmark in both commercial and artistic dimensions.
When the news reached China, it also ignited public opinion.
The hashtag "Interstellar Oscars" quickly dominated major movie forums and Weibo's trending topics, and fan-made mashups of classic scenes saw a surge in views on platforms like Bilibili.
Fu Yibai's alma mater, Beijing Film Academy, posted a congratulatory message on its official Weibo account immediately.
At the same time, the philosophical themes of "time and love" in the film have sparked a wider and more localized discussion among domestic intellectuals and general audiences.
Many self-media outlets have linked the "conversation between father and daughter across time and space" with traditional Chinese family values, exploring the essence of family affection and ways to protect it in the context of modern technology.
The film industry is also in turmoil, with several major production companies announcing increased investment in science fiction and a number of previously shelved science fiction projects being put back on the agenda.
Industry insiders generally expect that the success of the three films, "Gravity," "Pacific Rim," and "Interstellar," will truly drive the upgrading of China's science fiction film industry.
Fu Yibai's phone hasn't stopped ringing since the Oscar nominations were announced.
Domestic and international; media and colleagues; congratulatory messages, invitations, discussions about cooperation...
The phone was so hot I could barely hold it.