A strong wind was blowing outside, knocking into the glass windows of the hotel.

Yan Cheng clenched her wrist tighter.

"In your observation, I'm qualified, right?"

He saw her changing look and attitude, and she must have made a judgment in her heart when she returned from sudden indifference to friendliness.

Zhong Jiuyin shook his hand and motioned for him to let go, but Yan Cheng didn't do so, stubbornly waiting for an affirmative answer.

She had no choice but to say, "Yes, qualified." Upon inspection, I think you are a smart person who doesn't talk nonsense. ”

"You just steal the fun, fortunately I'm not a person who wastes food because of choking, and I have the courage to try, otherwise you will not be qualified."

Yan Cheng smiled, grabbed her wrist and tugged her, letting her stumble between his knees.

"Thank you so much."

Then he moved closer and asked in a soft voice, "But what do you have to try?" ”

The thin lips were closed one by one, the curvature of the head seemed to be carefully designed, and the voice was deliberately low, and the meaning of deliberate seduction was so obvious that even the mallet could see it.

Of course, Zhong Jiuyin could see it better, thinking that this was the same as the return gift given by the other party after helping the poor man who sold himself on the side of the road to bury his father, which was not very serious, but it was in her arms.

"I've just talked about serious and important things, and I need to try something to relax... You get the idea, right? ”

Yan Cheng lowered his eyes and unbuttoned his coat little by little.

She raised her brow and squeezed towards the couch, leaning closer to stare at him.

But the coat stopped when it was two-thirds of the way through, and Yan Cheng's hand reached out to the back of her neck again, pinched it gently, and pressed her to bow her head and kiss.

As she says, after a heavy and serious topic, it is common to indulge in something happy to divert attention and relax the mood.

It was as if the chasm between the two of them had merged into a piece of land, and the feelings that had been forced to separate from each other briefly broke through restraint and rushed over.

The breath of panting with his head raised his head spit out the scattered reason, leaving only the entanglement under the hot head.

They kissed inseparably, and Yan Cheng's kiss changed from mild to rough, as if they were going to eat her.

Zhong Jiuyin's brain is like an overload electrical appliance with too high temperature, every trace of sobriety will be wrapped in the spreading heat, and he doesn't know how to kiss his collarbone, how to open other people's clothes, how to come to a new field...

Until Yan Cheng suddenly paused, raised his head, and asked her in a low voice, "What is that?" ”

His hand touched the unusual garment.

Zhong Jiuyin also reacted, pressed his hand through his clothes and said, "Anti-light tights, didn't you say that it's better to wear one more on the show?" I tried, and sure enough, one more piece is more secure. ”

Yan Cheng: "......"

It's really shooting yourself in the foot.

He closed his eyes, his forehead resting on her shoulder and gasping for air.

"We're still ......"

"What?" She was taking off her coat and couldn't hear her.

Yan Cheng looked at the fair skin in front of him, and suddenly raised his head away from it.

“… Your clothes, wear well. Isn't it cold? ”

The full-button knit sweater rubbed open a little bit, revealing a black tights with a large opening inside.

For the sake of beauty, the clothes worn on the innermost part should not be exposed, so the neckline is large on the left and right, and the front and back are large, like a dance costume, revealing a large area of skin on the collarbone.

Zhong Jiuyin raised his hand to tie up his hair, and said, "It's not cold." ”

Yan Cheng: "...... The clothes inside should always be neatly dressed. ”

Zhong Jiuyin: "Oh, I don't have a hand for the time being, you can help me get it." ”

Yan Cheng wanted to refuse, but after a pause, his fingers still pinched the small black button.

For couples who have just solved a relationship difficulty and meet again after a few days apart, this action is too testing.

Yan Cheng couldn't help it when he buttoned the second button, and he didn't even care about her hair being tied, so he kissed it again.

Zhong Jiuyin's hair poured down, scattered on the shoulders and chests of the two of them, and soon was passed by a bony palm, Yan Cheng pressed her head, and kissed her heart.

The buttoned button was unbuttoned again, along with the following ones, and the person who said that he was going to dress neatly violated the definition of neatness.

Zhong Jiuyin felt like he was being ignited by fire.

The temperature in the suite climbed until a cell phone rang, breaking the sticky strange sound and forcibly lowering the fire.

She was still kissed, squinted to see where the phone was placed, and then trembled slightly, Yan Cheng raised his head, panted and stretched his arm to get the phone.

"It's your agent." He whispered, tapping the phone to her ear.

Zhong Jiuyin took a deep breath and said "hey" again.

"Brother Qian?"

Qian Yu asked, "Are you done talking?" Ai Yuanyuan, they packed up and got ready to go, you guys don't want to be late, you know, right? There will be a maximum delay of fifteen minutes. ”

"Well," she replied lazily, glancing at Yan Cheng, "fifteen minutes must come down." ”

Yan Cheng didn't say anything, and helped her button up her clothes.

The warmer he dressed, the clearer his mind became, and she came back to her senses, and helped him pull up his clothes, and her hand slid from his shoulder to the side of his face, holding it and kissing it again.

"I love it."

Yan Cheng swallowed his throat: "What do you like?" ”

"You."

He laughed, pressed his lips to her and said, "I like you too, too." ”

The relationship is really strange, when he gets along with Zhong Jiuyin, he is speechless and speechless most of the time, but along the way, the most steady and steady is still like.

Likes that can dominate his mood changes will make him feel sick likes.

…

After packing up, the two of them went downstairs one after the other, and followed their respective agent teams to the restaurant.

The director's bureau was in the restaurant next to the hotel, and there was no one else except for the five guests and the director.

In other words, they are all people who understand the inside story. So when I saw the two of them entering the private room together, they didn't change their clothes, and no one asked.

The person who left the seat was also a person who understood, and the seats of the two of them were next to each other, Yan Cheng pulled out the chair next to him and let Zhong Jiuyin sit down before taking a seat.

Everyone arrived, and the restaurant began to serve. Before eating, the director raised his glass to make a speech.

The main content is to lament the experience of the program team and several of their guests in the past two months.

After speaking two sentences, I drank half a cup, and then the more I drank, the more excited I became, the more and more I talked, and talked separately one by one, talking to Ai Yuanyuan at this time, I felt like I was going to cry.

Zhong Jiuyin was bored listening to it, ate two peanuts, and secretly touched Yan Cheng's hand.

That hand was on her lap, so close to her, what could it be if it wasn't for her to touch? She touched it decisively.

Yan Cheng withdrew her hand slightly, and her eyes signaled that her occasion was not suitable.

The leader spoke above, and the two of them not only deserted but also fell in love, which was very serious in nature.

Zhong Jiuyin's attention was on his hands, and he didn't see his eyes.

Seeing him shrink his hand, he also took advantage of the victory to chase and catch it, forcibly pressed his hand, and his fingers were interlocked with his ten fingers.

Just as he was about to show a triumphant smile, Yuan Yi on the other side suddenly stood up and walked away with his head down.

She subconsciously looked over, and was about to half-get up to stop someone, but Yan Cheng's hand pressed her in turn.

"Where?" He asked in a cool voice.

(End of chapter)