Chapter Ninety-Seven: Hot and Soft Lips

As soon as she finished her original finger cake vow, Yan Cheng's eyes looked at her from afar.

The argument between him and Ai Yuanyuan was over, Zhong Jiuyin didn't pay attention to their conversation, and he didn't know who said who won whom.

I couldn't tell a thing or two from Yan Cheng's bland expression, but she figured out something interesting in her eyes staring at her.

Is it the ear that is too smart, and she is not happy to hear that she and Yuan Yi are discussing an alliance against him?

Really, his seemingly cold expression, the more he looked at it, the more he looked like he was sullen after giving candy to others.

"Are you done?" Zhong Jiuyin asked him, and looked at Ai Yuanyuan again, "Let's make a summary, has the chef's suspicion been cleared?" ”

Ai Yuanyuan: "No. What are you talking about? ”

Zhong Jiuyin bumped Yuan Yi with his elbow and motioned for him to answer.

They stood close, Yuan Yi was very obedient, let them do whatever they wanted, and seemed to get along very well and naturally.

Yan Cheng retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes and tidied up his cuffs, patted the non-existent dust, and then at the moment of lowering his eyebrows, his thin lips pursed slightly.

After Yuan Yi finished answering Ai Yuanyuan's words, and then laughed a few words, they continued the content of "suspecting that there is blood in the restaurant" to start the next stage of the plot.

The chef's unfinished words and changed his face made everyone nervous. I didn't smell anything when I came in just now, but now that I say that, I always feel that there is indeed some kind of special strange smell on the tip of my nose. ”

The chef frowned tightly, using his keen sense of smell, cautiously walked around the restaurant until he stopped at one place. The writer approached with a candle, and the candlelight illuminated the little place, and there was a pool of blood on the intricately patterned carpet. ”

It can be seen here that the plot is coherent, indicating that Yan Cheng's content is supplemented accurately.

Then the narrator spoke faster, and his voice was quickly lowered into an angry voice, and he learned the sound of the girl's fear vividly.

The writer was startled, took a few steps back, and the candlestick in his hand almost smashed on himself. Frightened and frightened, she lowered her voice and said in a panicked voice: 'Blood! Blood! I heard it right, someone was shouting for help just now! Something terrible must have happened, someone was killed! Killed! ’”

Seeing the pool of blood, they were already afraid, and then they were provoked by her stimulated words, and everyone was a little panicked. The musician was behind the writer, and he was almost poked by the rickety candlestick in her hand, and the candle tears dripped on the back of his hand, burning him with an 'ah'. ”

The painter was so frightened by his scream that he was about to scream, when a hand reached out from behind and covered her mouth tightly.

"'Don't scream! What if that person hasn't gone far? It turned out to be the cook, and he lowered his voice solemnly, and then told them, 'It looks like something must have happened on the cruise ship, and we can't stay here for long.' Quietly go around the ballroom, quietly, you know? ’”

Everyone nodded in shock, and the painter wanted to say something, but the chef covered half of her face with a big palm, and she even had some difficulty breathing, so she could only nod with her neck tilted. She was born so beautiful, she was so frightened that her eyes were hazy, even if her hair was messed up by the cook, and she looked up like a swan with her neck slain, and she was stunningly beautiful in the flickering candlelight. ”

The musician looked straight again, and was very dissatisfied with the cook's rude behavior, but before he could say anything, he saw the arrogant dancer take the cook's hand with a gloomy face, and then rudely pulled the painter to his side, and grabbed a knife and pointed it at the cook......

Really informative descriptions.

Zhong Jiuyin's eyes lit up when he heard this, and Liang Zhi's eyelids jumped when he heard it.

The treatment of stunning beauties and the long description of beauty, Zhong Jiuyin is very satisfied with this, and is very active in cooperating with the plot restoration.

walked up to Yan Cheng and turned his back to him, signaling that she could cover her mouth when she finished saying two sentences.

Those two sentences were said to Liang Zhi: "Think clearly, how do you add this plot." Reasonable, logical, and follow human instincts. ”

The task in the last issue required her to be handy, and the two words of muttering stimulated Liang Zhi even more nervously.

After speaking, she turned her head and raised her chin at Yan Cheng, meaning "Come on, I'm ready".

There was no embarrassment that he was about to get in close contact, but he felt that a good man from Liangshan came to force debts, which made Yan Cheng think of four words: Malaysian Golden Knife.

More heroic than him.

Yan Cheng was a head taller than her, and because Zhong Jiuyin was standing with his back to him, he could only see the top of her hair and the delicate and white back of her neck.

If you want to cover your mouth, you can only touch it by feeling.

Unless you are like a foolish parrot, you can look at people's lips and noses clearly, and then cover them.

That's too strange, two people will be too close, like holding hands and entwining necks...

"What are you doing in a daze?" Zhong Jiuyin didn't wait for Yan Cheng's movements, turned his head again, and asked him strangely.

"Nope." Yan Cheng replied with these two words, and then covered her lips with his palm.

It was done in one go, not at all like he had just analyzed a lot of theoretical knowledge, worried about it.

Very good, this shows that he has made movies for so many years, and has filmed so many poses of covering his mouth behind his back, and he has never lost his basic skills.

It's just that these chaotic thoughts are quickly shattered by the soft touch of the palm.

Yan Cheng deliberately avoided getting in close contact with Zhong Jiuyin, so he chose to lean his body and take a step back, replacing the wide gap between the front and back of the two people with his arm length.

This angle is also just right to capture the safe distance between them, although the pose looks a bit strange.

Just taking this into account, the other point is not taken into account -

His palm was pressed too hard and touched Zhong Jiuyin's lips.

Before this, Yan Cheng had never explored the temperature of people's lips, whether it was warm or cold, he didn't care.

Anyway, this kind of small knowledge point has already had a standard answer, whether you know it or not, it has no impact on life.

But now he realized that his lips were hot and incredibly soft.

The tiger's mouth fluttered at her breath, as if it had been stung slightly by cat hair.

Then Yan Cheng suddenly woke up like a person who was so sleepy that he deserted, his heartbeat accelerated for a moment, and his hand wanted to withdraw but he controlled it, just arched his palm a little to let his palm leave the hot softness.

He was thinking about things in the east and west, and Zhong Jiuyin was not clear at all.

She was trying to perform the pose of a beautiful swan leading her neck, and her eyes were hazy with tears and she couldn't think of a good way, so she could only show it by rubbing her hair.

But, if you don't take a handful of it back, you really don't know, Yan Cheng actually stood so far away, and there was a ton of silence between them.

If she hadn't reached out to test it first, but leaned back directly, then she should have fallen down along Yan Cheng's chest muscles and abdominal muscles now, and her hair would have been messed up, that is, she would have been struck by lightning.

"What are you doing standing so far away?" She turned around again and asked.

Is it so far away that I am afraid of touching her a little more, so how will her hair be messed up?

Rubbing against the air?

(End of chapter)