The annoyance just now was pressed into the corner, and the handsome man who was duplicitous was magnified to the center of his brain.

This clarification was a bit strange and indescribable, but it reminded her of a few small details that she had noticed before.

Yan Cheng's slightly cool fingertips from her palm, the sound of breathing behind her ear, the hand that suddenly grabbed her wrist, and the eyelashes that trembled gently when kissing......

Every time I felt something, I looked up, but I could only see his calm expression, as if he was just careless, and she was too suspicious.

Zhong Jiuyin closed the diary and put it aside, half-lying on the table with his arm on his back, his eyes only seeing Yan Cheng's Weibo.

The uncomfortable diary in the afterglow only has a black leather cover in the eyes, which is no different from an ordinary notebook.

After pondering for a long time, she sent a thank you letter to Yan Cheng.

[Thank you for your help.] 】

Yan Cheng replied quickly: [No thanks. Are you okay? 】

Zhong Jiuyin showed a subtle expression that was unexpected.

Although it was just three simple words, in connection with all his "inadvertent" words and deeds, it was certain that he must be holding his mobile phone gently and worriedly, anxiously waiting for her answer.

A colleague once said that Miss Shijia's motivation is always traceable, don't dare to think about everything, and feel that which is impossible is the greatest possibility.

So Yan Cheng is fishing for her!

So what he said, "Don't make an appointment when the number of uses arrives" is just hard-mouthed angry words, and he must be waiting for her to meet.

I didn't expect Yan Cheng to be such a person, Zhong Jiuyin looked at the three words "Are you okay", as if she was reading an eight-hundred-word confession letter.

She replied solemnly in written language: "There are too many impossibilities between us, are you really sure? 】

Yan Cheng: [??? 】

Yan Cheng: [What new bedside reading have you read, I am not a transcript of beautiful words and sentences here. 】

Zhong Jiuyin: [I understand. 】

Yan Cheng: [Obviously, you don't understand, but it seems that you are okay.] Then you get busy first. 】

Zhong Jiuyin: [Busyness is an anesthetic, a protective color, I know you don't want me to find too much, but blindly avoiding it is not the way. 】

Yan Cheng: [...... If the number is stolen, I can contact your agent. 】

Yan Cheng: [Copying and pasting everything will only hurt you]

Later, he refused to pay attention to her.

Zhong Jiuyin "tsk" and dialed the video.

Yan Cheng took a while to pick it up, and it was still the familiar bed, the lamp, and the bathrobe that was stretched tightly.

This time, he refused to show even a bit of his collarbone.

"What? I thought you were busy with the hot search. He asked in a low voice.

Zhong Jiuyin's eyes drifted to him and said, "Brother Qian said that I should participate in two sentences, and then do something else." ”

Yan Cheng thought of what she had happened to her Weibo in the past two years, and her tone softened: "Then what do you want to do to distract yourself?" Have a chat? ”

"Didn't you say I'd call you if I needed anything?" She asked, tilting her head.

Yan Cheng: "Hmm. So what help is needed? ”

"Need a kiss."

Yan Cheng's expression cracked, and he became expressionless again, gritting his teeth when he spoke.

"I'm talking about serious needs, not sex/needs. I'm not a physical needs service station here. ”

What do you think of him, a duck you can make an appointment with just a phone call?

Zhong Jiuyin's eyes widened and denied: "Why do you think so dirty? I just wanted to kiss it, I didn't want to do anything else! ”

"......" became his fault, Yan Cheng really wanted to hang up the video directly to sleep, and he didn't bother to pay attention to her.

But he still thinks that she is only okay on the surface now, and she is probably very uncomfortable in her heart.

After all, whoever encounters those things and has spent two years with difficulty will not really develop this kind of hip-hop character.

So he took a deep breath and barely suppressed his speechlessness, and after a moment of silence, he looked directly at the screen and said, "It's midnight." ”

Zhong Jiuyin understood.

The night was too dark, and it was not easy for him to come.

"Yes, then tomorrow."

He didn't nod, but he didn't refuse, his eyebrows lowered and he looked off the screen, and asked her, "Shouldn't you be busy with Guo Mingli's business tomorrow?" He hasn't responded yet, and he still has something to do tomorrow. ”

She propped her chin, scratched her face with her fingers, and exhaled slowly: "His existence can't always hinder my normal life. ”

The original owner was too negatively affected by Guo Mingli, and her mental state was not good, but she was different, even if she had shallow resonance, it only annoyed her for half an hour.

But Yan Cheng misunderstood the meaning, and asked coldly: "Your normal life is to ask me to kiss?" See the stitches and enjoy it, right? ”

Zhong Jiuyin sat up straight with a "hey": "I only admit the second half of the sentence." Of course, I don't have you all in my life. ”

"......" Yan Cheng had a pain in his chest, and then blurted out with a hot brain, "Then who else?" ”

After saying that, he pursed his lips tightly, and the urge to hang up the phone increased by 200 percent.

Zhong Jiuyin couldn't notice the turbulence in his heart, and replied sincerely: "There is still money." ”

Yan Cheng didn't know whether to be happy or speechless, and he sighed, feeling that he couldn't talk about these dangerous topics anymore.

Rumors of their suspected love are flying all over the Internet, and for the parties who don't mean it at all, it's not wonderful to touch on this issue through the screen.

So after he was silent, he asked rudely and bluntly: "I think you have a big problem, was the car accident really not serious?" ”

"I've always said it's serious."

Zhong Jiuyin touched the screen, sighed twice, approached the camera, and wanted to whisper.

Yan Cheng thought she was going to tell the truth about the car accident, and she really subconsciously approached her mobile phone.

Then I heard her whisper: "I can't come here in the middle of the night, can I pull some clothes?" Is it necessary for the relationship between the two of us to be so tight? ”

"......" their relationship, what do they have to do with it?

Yan Cheng's indifferent eyes stared at her, wanting to say this sentence, but he swallowed it back when it came to his mouth.

Forget it, what's there to argue with her as a prehistoric human.

"Our relationship has to be so tight." He even pressed the neckline of his bathrobe a little closer to make sure there wasn't a single gap for her to see.

Zhong Jiuyin stepped back a little and muttered a stingy word.

She was honest, Yan Cheng seemed to have found the initiative to talk, putting aside the ambiguity mixed with the impulse to roll her eyes, and smoothly followed the words just now and asked:

"The car accident was so serious, did you go for a re-examination? I'll start by saying I'm sorry, your current car accident sequelae are a bit serious, and you can't recognize all the letters, so it's necessary to go back and check it. ”

Speaking of letters, he remembered the meaning of the doi explained to her at her house that day, and Yan Cheng sometimes couldn't tell whether she was pretending to be crazy and stupid or if there was really something wrong with her brain.

Zhong Jiuyin has always been vague in this regard, waved his hand and said, "I will definitely go if I have a chance." It is normal for people to forget some memories that are destined not to belong to them in their lives. ”

"Don't say that you don't want to learn English so beautifully."

His mobile phone sounded a message prompt, Yan Cheng looked at it and said, "Lu Yishan responded first, your agent should be looking for you." Hang up. ”

"Oh." She staggered.

Yan Cheng almost forgot that she pretended to be a prehistoric human addict and wouldn't hang up the phone, so she was ready to hang up by herself.

His hands were about to press on the screen, and Zhong Jiuyin suddenly approached, making his fingers seem to be about to touch the tip of her nose, and he subconsciously curled back.

"So can you kiss tomorrow?" She asked.

"......" She looked like she really wanted to kiss, Yan Cheng closed her eyes and threw down a sentence like a self-defeating sentence, "Wait." ”

Then hang up without hesitation.

(End of chapter)