The doctor wanted to know about the scar on her leg and thought that other impact injuries might also be related to nosebleeds.

But Zhong Jiuyin didn't know, she thought about it in embarrassment, lowered her voice and said to the doctor alone, "I also watched a little... Irritating photos."

The doctor's expression was subtle for a moment, and he told her tactfully, "It's better to watch less, it's not good for your health."

She nodded wildly, thinking that it was just that once, Yan Cheng was very conservative, and immediately pulled his clothes tightly when he was seen.

The doctor asked, "Is there anything else?" I see you have a wound on your leg, and the wound should heal soon, what happened before?"

"Oh, this," Zhong Jiuyin touched his calf through his pants, "There was a car accident before."

The staff member next to her looked at her lap in surprise.

The doctor was not surprised: "It may be that you have not fully recovered from the car accident, so the reaction will be more pronounced when you are exposed to food or other stimuli."

When she was done, she pressed her nose with cotton, and then applied an ice pack, telling her not to plug her nostrils with a tissue or lean back when she had nosebleeds, so as to avoid too much bleeding and backflow to her throat and choke to suffocation.

She listened, and when she saw that the staff seemed to be looking at her legs, she rolled her eyes, deliberately pinched the wheat head and said, "I haven't found out about the car accident yet, please don't spread the word."

Haven't found out yet? Doesn't that mean the car accident was man-made? Artificially means that there is large-scale gossip, and it is estimated that there will be a large-scale tear b in the future, I don't know who the other party will be...

The staff suppressed their deeper curiosity and nodded sincerely.

The check was fine, and Zhong Jiuyin reappeared in front of the camera.

The director left with the large group, and there was only the photographer and a few staff members left, and she had nothing to do while sitting, ignoring the whispered advice of the vj, and took out the nut stick in her pocket and started nibbling.

VJ had no choice but to retreat and let her say something, so that she could shoot some material that could be broadcast before forcing her to go to the plot.

This is simple, Zhong Jiuyin slowly nibbled on the nut stick, and talked to himself.

"Brother Yan Cheng is still good, and he specially prepared snacks for us, but I am afraid that I will starve to death halfway through the run."

"But I have to say—" She pulled the wrapper of the nut bar down a bit, like a monkey peeling a banana peel, and complained to the camera after picking it up.

"It would be better if his mouth could be as gentle as it is today."

The staff was ecstatic, isn't this the point coming, so they urged her to hurry up and continue.

Zhong Jiuyin took a bite of the nut stick, leaned back comfortably on the cover, and talked about something casually.

"That day, he called me and told me that he had helped match a play, and I said three grams of oil gratefully, and he actually said that I read some expired magazines, and people have spoiled with expired."

He is still close to deterioration and is not afraid of poisoning.

She shook her head and changed the protagonist again: "In comparison, they are still soft-mouthed. Yuan Yi warmly invited me to eat with me that day, and the mutton was so fragrant that I couldn't help but pack a bag back. Oh, and the beautiful Yuanyuan, she is so cute, her face is soft, her hands are soft, and she is very smart."

It's all started, so naturally Liang Zhi can't be missed.

She thought for two seconds and said, "Liang Zhi is also good, he carries paper with him. It's just easy to blush, so it's better not to wear white clothes."

….

vj：… What kind of broken examples are you looking for, the focus is reversed, and it is really wild and illiterate.

The staff member said, "Then who do you think you have a similar temper with?"

It's a trap question, and it's easy to be scolded if you don't answer it well.

But Zhong Jiuyin doesn't understand those twists and turns, they are people in the rivers and lakes, and the main thing is sincerity.

"Pretty Yuanyuan, I like the smartest."

The staff helped to make up for it: "Is it because she analyzes the plot the best? That Yan Cheng is also powerful."

Zhong Jiuyin said casually, "Then like him too."

At least the mouth is very friendly, and it is okay to like it lightly.

"Who do you like?" Cooked from behind

Si's voice.

She was so startled that she almost choked, coughed a few times, and turned her head to look over.

Yan Cheng didn't know when he came over, he should have run violently, his forehead was a little sweaty, panting slightly, only those eyes were as calm as a sea staring at her.

After Zhong Jiuyin finished coughing, he cleared his throat and said, "I like your mouth."

Yan Cheng's eyebrows jumped suddenly, and he subconsciously looked at the circle of photographers around him.

Everybody heard.

She really can say anything.

Looking around to the end, he found that Zhong Jiuyin's VJ was snickering.

- Oh, it seems that this sentence should have a synopsis, not that she is uninhibited and self-revealing secrets.

Yan Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, and after re-facing Zhong Jiuyin's face, that breath was brought up again.

Others don't know what the meaning of "liking mouth" is, but the two parties know it very well.

She said it so generously that it made him feel like his heart was beating fast in front of the camera.

Kissing in a place where no one is around, and making polite jokes in the crowd that only they understand...... She's weird, but she's very torturous.

"Thank you for liking," he said in a calm tone, "if you didn't say that dogs can't spit ivory out of their mouths, so much the better."

Zhong Jiuyin: "Not really. How do you run back... You're out of gold again?"

She just skipped the topic casually, from her expression to her tone, "We were really joking, now let's get back to business."

Yan Cheng lowered his eyes and wiped the colored powder that was smashed out of his arm, and then raised his eyes to return to normal, and said, "I owe ten gold coins, and I urgently need your help."

Zhong Jiuyin rolled his eyes: "Are you standing still and not moving? Liang Zhidu is not out yet, and you owe it again."

Yan Cheng's tone was a little more subtle: "You'll know why when you go over. Help me now?"

She reluctantly stood up, and as if an orangutan thumped her chest, she spun around for three and a half weeks to attract fire: "I'm here!"

A batch of colorful sandbags smashed on her.

The pain was in her body, and the points deducted from her were finally transformed into nutrients for Yan Cheng's resurgence.

Yan Cheng successfully turned the corner from danger, and took out a fruit dan peel from his pocket like a trick: "Thank you for your cooperation." As a token of gratitude, I can help a little."

"What helps? Give me your coins? But you're a poor bastard, and you still have to pay off your arrears with my funding."

Yan Cheng: "...... I have information you don't know."

"For example?"

"For example, Ai Yuanyuan must know how many gold coins will be dropped if she is attacked by different n. Another example is that Yuan Yi is very lucky, and the attacks can't fall on him, but I guess his golden finger can't be useful all the time."

"Oh," Zhong Jiuyin was unmoved, "I know the news, you can go."

… White prostitutes, try and don't buy. Yan Cheng's lips flattened for a moment and asked, "Really not coming out?"

Zhong Jiuyin: "Why are you going to work hard, I'll just lie here and wait for the game to end, and then go out to meet the victory, waiting for the gold coins to double and crush you, okay?"

Yan Cheng: "Then guess why Liang Zhi hasn't been out yet?"

"Why?"

"Because of the plot, a hundred gold coins were rewarded. A few more times, I can surpass you."

Zhong Jiuyin was shocked: "Then what kind of bad luck do you have to keep deducting points?"

Yan Cheng: "...... Is that the point? Come out."

"I don't."

"Come out, I'll find Ai Yuanyuan next time I'm looking for an unlucky guy."

"That'll do." She didn't hesitate for a second, propped up the cover, and slipped over.

A smile flashed in Yan Cheng's eyes.

Kufang yu