"Flutter, saying that Sheng Jiaoyang has someone to set up, this is the funniest thing I've ever heard, there is no one."

"Sheng Jiaoyang is really imposing, and he is smart."

"Aren't you curious, what did that woman say to Sheng Jiaoyang just now?"

"According to the experience I have gained from watching many wealthy TV series, I must have told who framed her!"

"6666, I think so too!"

"Fall, isn't this a metamorphosis? Why has it become a walk into Sheng Jiaoyang now?? ”

"Hahahaha, that's it! Sheng Jiaoyang's biography? ”

"Damn, I think I'll have to eat dog food later, mom."

"This variety show is really terrible, isn't it?"

"If that's the case, let's make the dog food more violent!"

"We can afford it."

In the room, Wen Yanzhi kept carrying Sheng Jiaoyang into the bathroom.

It wasn't until he came in here that Sheng Jiaoyang felt his body warm.

She wanted to take off her clothes and lie down in the bathtub.

But as soon as he looked up, Wen Yanzhi was still standing aside.

"You get out."

Sheng Jiaoyang spoke, but Wen Yanzhi still stood in place, motionless.

Seeing this, Sheng Jiaoyang didn't say much, and began to undress immediately.

Just as she began to unbutton it, Wen Yanzhi also dodged out.

"Humph!"

Sheng Jiaoyang snorted coldly, stripped naked, and went into the bathtub to soak, but the corners of his mouth raised a smile.

It's still filming and it's not good to take a bath in it all the time.

When his body was warm, Sheng Jiaoyang wore pajamas on the side and stood in front of the bathroom door in a vacuum.

"Wen Yanzhi, I don't have any clothes to wear."

Sheng Jiaoyang shouted outside.

After a while, I heard a voice outside.

"Open the door."

In the lowness, there is some clarity, like the gurgling of a stream.

Sheng Jiaoyang gently pushed the door open, and Wen Yanzhi stretched out a hand.

Sheng Jiaoyang took the clothes, and Wen Yanzhi retracted his hand.

Closing the door, Sheng Jiaoyang put on his clothes.

This one is new, and it's not hers, but it's unexpectedly suitable.

Sheng Jiaoyang didn't care, he went out from the bathroom, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Wen Yanzhi who was photographing the photographer in the kitchen.

The one that shoots is called an interest refreshment, and that one is called a rippling.

Sheng Jiaoyang was a little helpless, he didn't want him to enter the mirror in the first place, but he didn't expect that he would change to a more shocking way and let him enter.

After Sheng Jiaoyang went out, he sat down on the sofa, resting his elbows on the armrests of the sofa, and his eyes drifted over Wen Yanzhi's body as if nothing.

Wen Yanzhi, who was standing not far away, seemed to feel Sheng Jiaoyang's gaze, turned his head slightly, and also looked towards her.

All of a sudden, I was caught upright.

In his heart, although he was a little shy, Sheng Jiaoyang felt that he couldn't lose this kind of look.

As a result, the two of them looked at each other in this way for a long time.

In their eyes, this is a kind of contest, this is a kind of refusal to admit defeat, but in the eyes of outsiders, this is a dog abuse, and this is a sweet look.

Not to mention the barrage, it has completely fallen, that is, the assistants and photographers in the room are completely dumbfounded.

Assistant: What should I do? I want to fall in love!!

Photographer: What should I do? I want to fall in love!!