Yan Cheng didn't say yes or no, only said: "Didn't you agree with Ai Yuanyuan in the last issue that you would never betray you forever?" ”

Zhong Jiuyin's eyes widened: "I said such a thing?" ”

Yan Cheng stared at her.

"Alright," she shrugged, "and while I have said something similar, it is well known that promises like 'eternal life and never betrayal' are generally not credible. Even if I am a good person who keeps my promises, but when I encounter some helpless situations, I can only tearfully forget my previous vows. ”

Yan Cheng: "What is the helpless situation?" ”

Zhong Jiuyin: "When survival is threatened, of course, you can't take care of the Shanghai Vows Alliance. Presumably, the beautiful Yuanyuan is not willing to let me do anything for a promise. ”

Yan Cheng: "......"

Cakes can be drawn, but others are not allowed to eat them, right?

They stood and sat one by one, and the silence expressed by Yan Cheng was obvious.

Zhong Jiuyin looked up at the person in front of her, facing the light, the light was too strong for her to squint slightly, and used her eyelashes to block some of the dazzling light.

In this way, I can only vaguely see his figure, which is the appearance of a boutique man, with broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs. It's this position that makes her a little uncomfortable with being subservient.

"Aren't you tired of standing?" She patted the stairs next to her and said, "Sit down." ”

Yan Cheng politely refused: "Thank you, no need." ”

She was hospitable: "It's okay, I don't like you." Have a seat. ”

Yan Cheng could only say directly: "The water on your body has flowed a puddle." ”

The floor next to it is wet, and sitting down is probably similar to the feeling of having a meeting with the water ghosts.

Zhong Jiuyin glanced down at himself, the clothes on his body were actually almost dry, but the hem and pants were still a little wet, and the ends of his hair were dripping.

It's not so exaggerated as a puddle of water.

She stood up and wanted to say something, but a wet buttock mark on the smooth stone slab was eye-catching, stealing the attention of those present and the camera.

And the mark was slowly evaporating in the sunlight.

until it disappears completely.

Yan Cheng was planning to act as if he didn't see it, so as not to embarrass the lady.

But Zhong Jiuyin stared at it for a long time, and suddenly said: "Look, isn't there no water at all?" You can sit down. ”

Yan Cheng: "......"

[Zhong Jiuyin, you are indeed a little wild]

[Lens: Hurry up and record this amazing natural phenomenon... Photographer, don't you have nothing to shoot, and you can also shoot butt prints]

[I will really be laughed to death by Zhong Jiuyin at any time hahahahahaha]

[It's really hard to imagine how this kind of person will show his desire to talk about it later]

[Yan Cheng was originally polite and ignored hahahaha]

[The increase in personal scripts is good! ] The level of excitement is visibly increased by the naked eye]

[I look at the two of them now, and the description of "exquisite beautiful man and wild illiterate / earth dog" lingers in my mind]

[I am like: Zhong Jiuyin and Yan Cheng? It's a little bit like to see the wild illiterate offend beautiful men, that is... What? Yan Cheng and Zhong Jiuyin? I'm afraid his conditions will not accept illiteracy, which is not good for the education of the next generation.]

[It's okay, our nine tones are double-first-class illiterate, first-class wild and first-class chic]

[Hahahahahaha

There was a bit of silence at the scene, and the sound of the roller coasters flying hundreds of meters away could be heard in the wind.

Yan Cheng took a breath, and when nothing happened, he proposed the idea of leaving here first.

"Let's wait for the plot announcement while walking, it's good to be more familiar with the environment."

This Zhong Jiuyin has no objection: "It's okay." ”

She threw the grass away and followed behind Yan Cheng.

Unlike her own occasional temperament, she walks with a very tall posture.

The action of watching left and right is not like the appearance of Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden who has never seen the world, but observing and looking with a purpose, her neck is not stretched, and her expression is not exaggerated.

Yan Cheng led the way to the fantasy fairy tale castle and stopped.

She took two steps forward from behind and asked, "...... here Liang Zhi. ”

Liang Zhi was standing at the gate of the castle, and when he saw a few cameras coming over, and two living people were there, he nervously pushed his glasses and stumbled to greet them.

When I called "Brother Yan Cheng", I couldn't wait to bow down.

Zhong Jiuyin held him up on the shoulders and straightened him up, and asked him, "What is your identity?" ”

Liang Zhi said "ah", as if his mind was blank when he happened to be asked a difficult question that needed to be answered carefully, and his eyes turned between Yan Cheng and the camera for a while.

"I, I am... It's just that there is no identity. I'm sorry, I just think it's normal etiquette to be on the same show, and, and greet Brother Yan Cheng, I didn't think about pretending to be familiar... Pan relationship, I'm sorry for you, Sister Yin, I... I'll say the same hello again......"

What follows what.

If her brain is to be straight, she has to break it.

Zhong Jiuyin reached out to his shoulder again: "What I'm asking is, what identity did you win." It's not to ask you what identity you are worthy of greeting Yan Cheng, and I'm not his bodyguard. Raise your head and speak. ”

Liang Zhi raised his head, his flushed face twitching, and embarrassment was written on every inch.

Yan Cheng has never met anyone with this character.

And when dealing with these people who can't be classified, he uses the same method as Zhong Jiuyin.

Selectively ignore embarrassment.

"So what identity did you win?"

Fortunately, Liang knows that the symptoms of a blank brain are not permanent, and there is still a little brain left.

He didn't tell his identity honestly, and asked, "What identity did you win?" ”

Zhong Jiuyin: "The identity of the same number as you." ”

Liang Zhi looked at the two of them, and then remembered that they were traveling together, so he suddenly said: "You are Cinderella and the prince?" ”

Zhong Jiuyin didn't answer directly, and asked again: "Who are you?" Rat spirit? ”

"Of course not!"

"Then you are the godfather of the fairy man," she glanced Liang Zhi up and down, commenting, "Good man." Isn't it going to be a skirt and a crystal slipper in the back, and what about your equipment? ”

Liang Zhi shook his head: "I don't know either." ”

Yan Cheng interjected: "What is your personal script?" ”

Liang Zhi replied vaguely: "It's similar to you." ”

Ambiguous statements, as soon as you hear it, you get tired.

Zhong Jiuyin subconsciously turned his head and exchanged glances with Yan Cheng, and he left with a touch.

Then she slapped her hand on Liang Zhi's shoulder again, just now she was holding it, but now she was holding it, not letting him move.

Yan Cheng asked: "Did you meet Yuan Yi and Ai Yuanyuan along the way?" ”

Liang Zhi was nervous again by this posture of cooperating and interrogating the suspect, and shook his head cautiously: "No." ”

Yan Cheng understated: "We met Ai Yuanyuan, her personal script and identity are contradictory, listen to her, if the OOC deducts too many gold coins, she will consider giving up completing the main quest and only abide by the rules of the personal script." In that case, she'll stop us from completing the mission, and we won't get the gold for the story part. ”

Liang Zhi's eyes widened, and he subconsciously said, "It's impossible to ......"

Yan Cheng nodded: "So you met Ai Yuanyuan." ”

Liang Zhi: "......"