Chapter 94 I, a Local Tyrant, Play the Kind of Goddess

"Want to go out for a walk?" Li Zitao doesn't like being sentimental. In his previous life, he was fed up with depression and complaints. He just wants to live happily and freely in this life.

"Together?" Greta asked, interrupted.

"Of course, do you want to go for a walk alone?" Smiling and clapping hands, the butler's inquiry came from outside the door.

"Bring me the gift I prepared." Li Zitao said to the door.

"What kind of gift? Flowers?" Greta was looking forward to it. Before she knew it, she had gotten used to the little surprises from Li Zitao.

Although so far, she couldn't figure out what kind of relationship the two belonged to, but it didn't prevent her from enjoying the present pleasure.

The cultural surprise between the East and the West is quite big, especially in the Hollywood environment.

Women live more casually, and no one will stand on the moral high ground and judge their youth.

Men are unmarried, women are unmarried, even if you change boyfriends (women) as often as you change clothes, no one will be condemned by society.

Not long after, the butler personally pushed a mobile hanger into the room.

There are all kinds of beautiful clothes on the hangers, including dresses, lace shirts, little dresses, suspenders, trousers and so on.

And in the tray below, there are seven or eight pairs of high-heeled shoes of different colors.

It's just that they look like Greta has never seen before, and the heels are much higher than the shoes on the market.

Stepping on the soft carpet with bare feet, Greta first picked up a pair of khaki shoes, turned them over and looked at them with high heels that were as long as two fingers.

What's more critical is that these heels are so narrow that they look like they will break off with a light touch.

"Can you wear these shoes?" Greta asked in surprise.

"Of course, you can try it yourself." Li Zitao said confidently.

Those hot girls who danced disco in high-heeled clothes in previous lives never questioned their sense of balance.

"Why do the necklines of these clothes have to be opened here?" Putting down her high heels and looking through the clothes above, Greta finally discovered their uniqueness.

That is, the neckline of each piece of clothing has been opened below the chest, so won't it be seen?

"Try it and you'll know." Li Zitao came to the hanger with a smirk, took out a small paper box the size of a palm from the iron box next to it, and opened the box with a strange smile.

"What is this?"

"Come on, I'll put it on for you, it will make you the sexiest woman in America."

"Oh, it's really..."

"Don't move, you'll be fine soon."

Li Zitao fixed the cotton cover in his hand, and tied the two strings behind him to ensure that they would not fall off. Then he turned around and looked at the sexy gun mount in front of him.

"I finally found some feeling." The corset of this era is really terrible.

Although he already had a bra, it was too tightly covered, and the customized bra in Li Zitao's hand came from his previous life experience.

There is only a bar in the middle of the two cotton covers, and the pushed deep groove makes people look at their foreheads with desire, and the straight edges are wandering on the edge of the light, how sexy is it.

Plus his genius 'design,' deep groove V-neck, tsk tsk...

"Come on, put on this V-neck wrap-around skirt." Hand in hand, she dressed Greta who was in a state of confusion.

When she stood in front of her in those khaki-colored sky high shoes, her plan to go out for a walk was postponed infinitely.

Three hours later, Greta, who had been standing in various single-leg, double-leg, crossed, and split positions, finally had the opportunity to sit on the soft sofa.

"Is this what you said will shock America?" Greta said through gritted teeth, rubbing her trembling legs.

"Of course, we..." Looking at her trembling legs, Li Zitao smiled awkwardly: "Dinner, you will amaze the audience during dinner time."

Greta rolled his eyes at him, and said weakly: "Hold me in, I want to have a good rest."

Thinking that I just got up from the bed, and now I was 'slapped' back on the bed,

Greta was itching with hatred.

Carrying Greta back to the room, Li Zitao also fell asleep with his arms around her.

After waking up from this sleep, it is afternoon, no wonder the ancients said: one day one day, one day one day.

How time flies!

The living room has been tidied up, and the V-neck and hip skirt that was horribly tortured at birth was gone.

Greta re-chosen a white lace shirt, pale pink high-waisted leggings, and a pair of 6cm silver pointed high heels on her feet.

The edge of the shoe is full of glowing metallic color, and the surface of the shoe is made of simple hollow design with leather, so that the feet are exposed more.

Many shoes in this era like to use high-grade satin as the material. When Li Zitao handed over these designs to the most famous handmade shoe store in Hollywood before leaving last time, the owner suggested that he use satin to set off the noble temperament of the owner.

However, Li Zitao's aesthetics is still not up to that standard. If it is slippers, I have to say that the satin finish is perfect.

But high heels are what they should be.

After seeing her image in the mirror, Greta turned around with a strange expression, looked at him and asked, "Did you hire a London designer?"

This perfect match made her figure more three-dimensional and plump, and her figure became concave and convex under the outline of the clothes, as if adding invisible charm.

Even this kind of outfit put a lot of pressure on her, so Greta had to suck her belly tightly to prevent the top of the high-waisted pants from being bulged by her small belly.

"Do I need to lose weight?" Greta couldn't help asking herself.

"Perfect, let's surprise the audience now?" Li Zitao clapped his hands and came to her side, raising his arms and smiling.

Greta held his arm with great appreciation, and the two walked side by side to the hotel restaurant.

Although there are the most people in the nightclub at this time, the lights there are too dim, how can it satisfy Greta's mentality of wanting to show off.

Yes, when she put on this body, the emotion of wanting to show off was brewing in her heart like mellow red wine, and it was about to overflow.

For the sake of beauty, women are always crazy, and this has been the case throughout the ages.

"Oh! My day, is that Garbo?" As soon as the two of them appeared in the restaurant, they were greeted with cheers.

Look what they saw, Garbo, the most mysterious actress in Hollywood.

"My god, it's really Garbo."

"Huh, I can show off to my friends for a whole year."

"She's so sexy, I thought I fell in love, but fell out of love in an instant..."

"Who is standing next to her? I want to fight him..."

The men began to pay attention to Jiabao's beauty and richness in whispers, and at the same time stared at Li Zitao beside her with murderous eyes.

If Li Zitao hadn't been accompanied by four burly men, all kinds of insulting language would have been flying all over the sky.

The women, on the other hand, began to turn their attention to the clothes on her body.

"What's that? Why are her heels so slender, but they don't look ugly at all?" Someone asked, covering her mouth in surprise.

"See her neckline? Oh, that's a bold design."

"Don't you all see the point? See what's missing from her neckline?" A lady who came to visit looked at the whole milky white of Garbo's neckline, and her heart was full of question marks.

Where did the fabric in there go, was it eaten by dogs? ?

"It's so sexy. Does anyone know where I bought these?" The restaurant, which was quiet and orderly before, gradually became noisy and chaotic.

"This is too revealing." Someone retorted.

"Oh, maybe you should put on those helmet-like corsets, it can make you feel safe." The harsh words made the other party shut up instantly.

"But her clothes are indeed too revealing. Look at the side of her chest, it's already exposed." Another lady next to her argued.

"Heh, first pull up your loose neckline to cover your sagging breasts!" A table of good lace instantly fell into a state of tearing, which was more exciting than the 8 o'clock TV series.

Li Zitao and Greta were just like normal people, sitting by the window, talking and ordering delicious food.

"Do you have tomato and egg noodles?" Li Zitao looked up the menu and asked.

The waiter instantly put on a poker face, tomato and egg noodles, what the hell is that?

"Forget it, here are 2 pieces of lamb chops, 3 pieces of top steak, 7 medium rare." Resignedly handing the menu to the other party, Li Zitao began to miss Pang Ma's considerate service.

"The steak should be medium rare, and a small pudding salad." The corners of Greta's mouth turned up slightly.

And it was such a simple action that made the waiter smile from ear to ear, and muttered like a maniac while walking: "Jiabao smiled at me, she smiled at me alone..."

No need to make a fuss, the current Garbo has such a terrifying influence in the hearts of American movie fans.

For "Anna Christie," Garbo's first sound film, MGM wanted her to co-promote it.

But in view of her changed "personality" and the tense relationship with Louis, Garbo refused without any surprise.

Know and then what?

Then MGM's executives used the slogan "Garbo has spoken" to attract fans from all over the United States to the theater.

So far, "Anna Christie" has grossed $3.6 million.

It has created nearly 5 times the profit in less than one month. This is the Great Depression!

The "Los Angeles Times" also made a special report on this: Movie fans all over the United States will go to the theater to see their goddess of mystery even if they are hungry.

Li Zitao was even moved by the cleverness of MGM's publicity methods.

If things go on like this, are they planning to release a series? ?

The second part, "Garbo smiled~~"

clatter...

The third part, "Garbo is crying~~"

clatter...

The fourth part, "Garbo is pregnant~~"

wow wow...

Mdzz~~

She not only smiles at me every day, but also plays, plays and sings, rubbing and patting...

Feeling the envious eyes around him, the little evil in Li Zitao's heart came out again.

He finally experienced what kind of refreshing experience it was when local tyrants in the previous life brought the goddess out to be watched by the crowd.

It felt like swallowing a mouthful of ice in the dog days, and the coolness fell from the throat to the buttocks.

"I, a local tyrant, the one who is tired of playing with goddesses." It's so flattering...