Back in the car, Zhong Jiuyin sent a message to Qian Yu, telling him that the inspection was over.

Yan Cheng accompanied her to the hospital, Qian Yu knew, he was silent for a long time when he told him in the morning, one second he was still saying that Yan Cheng was not sincere in love, and the next second he said that Yan Cheng was okay.

It's really changeable.

Qian Yu saw the news and replied that he knew, and asked her to take a look on the Internet.

[Guo Mingli posted a yin and yang weird Weibo, like a crazy neurosis, you go take a look. By the way, take a look at the comments under your Weibo, and also interact with fans. 】

also specially reminded her: [Don't reply to questions related to romance. 】

She lowered her head to reply to the message, Yan Cheng asked her to fasten her seat belt, and when she saw that she didn't respond, she paused, and leaned over to help fasten it.

He approached suddenly, Zhong Jiuyin subconsciously leaned back, raising his hands to avoid touching.

"What are you doing? Don't be in such a hurry if you want to kiss, you haven't gone home yet. ”

"......" Yan Cheng glanced at her, the seat belt clicked into the buckle, he stepped back and said, "You want to be beautiful." ”

Well, it turned out that I didn't want to kiss.

Yan Cheng started the car, always a little worried in his heart, knowing that it was useless, he still asked again: "Are you really sure that there is nothing wrong with you?" ”

A little blood left in the brain doesn't sound normal, and if something goes wrong with the brain, it's usually serious.

Zhong Jiuyin didn't raise his head and said, "There really isn't." ”

"Headaches, dizziness, tinnitus and anything like that?"

"Didn't the doctor ask them all? No. I couldn't breathe last night, but I was a little dizzy. ”

“… You're hypoxic. ”

Yan Cheng didn't ask anymore and concentrated on driving.

Zhong Jiuyin replied to Qian Yu's message, admired and admired the way he drove, then lowered his head, and went to the Internet according to Qian Yu's instructions.

She doesn't like to read the gossip on the Internet, and it turns out that habit has helped her filter out a lot of unpleasant things.

Now click in, it's like the mailbox is crowded, and a lot of information breaks into the eyes.

She picked and chose to read a few, mainly for friendly comments, and even a long list of dry hahahaha was interesting compared to the yin and yang weird ridicule.

Looking at it, she saw a somewhat strange comment.

[Si Ha Si Ha, who can understand, the two of them poked me hard, Sao Rui, I really don't want to swallow, but YC looks so thin and can hold ZJY for more than ten minutes]

She looked at it twice, and was still a little puzzled, so she turned her head and asked Yan Cheng, "Do you know what this means?" ”

She handed him her phone and pointed to "XP" with her fingertips.

Yan Cheng took the time to glance at it, his eyelids twitched, and he almost choked on his own saliva and coughed.

"What the chip means, the comment was sent by a robot." He spoke nonsense casually.

Zhong Jiuyin was suspicious, holding his mobile phone and began to make good use of the search.

After searching it out, she suddenly realized: "That's what it meant." ”

Yan Cheng calmly asked, "What?" ”

She uses a down-to-earth example to explain: "It's the urge I want to be an octopus." ”

Yan Cheng asked incredulously: "What? ”

The two words are exactly the same as the previous sentence, but because of the different tones, they express very different meanings.

Zhong Jiuyin thought he didn't understand, and seriously gave an example:

"For example, you wear a very tight dress, but the cuffs, neckline, hem, I want to get into it with something. Like, octopus feet, lots of octopus feet, getting into ...... at the same time"

"Stop." Yan Cheng's eyelids jumped wildly, pondering whether she meant it or not.

Who's a good guy talks about this kind of question halfway.

"Look at those comments less, it's not a good thing to use abbreviations."

"Is that the same thing?" She handed her phone over again.

There is a compliment on the screen: [Brother YC is so handsome, handsome, so charming! ] 】

Yan Cheng: "......"

It happened that there was a red light in front of him, and he stepped on the brakes, tilted his head and asked, "Did you do it on purpose?" ”

Zhong Jiuyin denied: "Of course not. Coincidentally, it's all a coincidence, and I wasn't going to read the reviews on the Internet. ”

Yan Cheng stared at her, then touched the medicine on the storage box in the middle and said, "Take more medicine if you're fine." ”

"Your concern is really special, I will buy you so many medicines when I have the chance."

"Let's leave this poison cake for others to eat." After the red light, he started the car again, holding the steering wheel and turning.

The silver dial refracted a ray of light at an angle, and Zhong Jiuyin squinted.

Yan Cheng happened to see her when he turned right, and when he saw her squinting, he said calmly, "You can be more restrained, Miss Octopus." ”

That gaze was like an octopus's foot, drilling into his neckline.

Zhong Jiuyin didn't understand, she didn't do anything, what was not convergent.

But she still said, "Okay, I won't bother you driving." ”

A car accident can directly knock the original owner into it, which is really scary, so it's better to be safe.

Waiting for the car to drive back downstairs to Zhong Jiuyin's house, they were not in a hurry to get out of the car and exchanged a few words politely.

Zhong Jiuyin asked him, "Do you want to go up and sit down?" ”

Yan Cheng: "What to do?" ”

Zhong Jiuyin: "Kiss one." ”

Yan Cheng: "Just a kiss? ”

Zhong Jiuyin: "If you want, you can also touch it." ”

Yan Cheng: "... No. Go up on your own. ”

He unbuckled her seat belt and mentioned that he flew abroad on Wednesday to film.

"I'll leave the day after tomorrow and I'll be back on Friday night to shoot the last episode on Saturday."

"Oh." It's not her job to repeat the schedule to her.

Yan Cheng waited for a while, didn't wait for her to say more, took a deep breath and patiently asked, "You don't have anything to say?" I'm leaving the day after tomorrow, and I won't have much opportunity to spend time with you in the short term. ”

"That's a shame."

“…… Go up. "Lest his heart ache when he looks at it.

Zhong Jiuyin looked at him and laughed to himself.

"It's just a joke, don't mind. Let's go the day after tomorrow, then you can come again tomorrow, we will kiss the next few days in advance, and ensure that you will not worry about me when you go abroad. ”

Yan Cheng inhaled again: "I really thank you for your careful consideration. ”

"So you're not coming tomorrow?"

"Not coming."

"Really?"

Yan Cheng didn't answer, staring at her with a wooden face.

She laughed again and leaned over to kiss him.

"Do you want to go up and sit now, or do you want to sit tomorrow?"

There are only one or the other, and there are no blank options. Her tone and eyes were emphasizing, and she was definitely talking about more than just sitting.

Yan Cheng felt like he was ordered to a private room for special services, his elbows were on the steering wheel, his fingers pressed his temples, and then he said sullenly-

"Tomorrow."

Zhong Jiuyin nodded: "It's okay." Feelings, it may be better to buffer every day when you see each other, and a healthy relationship must withstand the test of parting and getting along at the same time. ”

Yan Cheng: "Every other day is not called parting, and we haven't gotten along normally." ”

"Isn't this called getting along plainly? There are no ups and downs of love and hatred, and there is nothing else to do except kissing. ”

Yan Cheng sent the god to ask her: "Then what if there is love and hatred?" ”

After asking, I felt that I was abnormal, why did I still play this kind of plot guessing game with her? He was probably so crazy that his cerebellum was eaten by a mallet.