On the way back, Zhong Jiuyin was still thinking about what Feng Qing meant by that sentence.

Qian Yu wiped his sweat exaggeratedly in front.

"You're too fierce, just cut off her wrist, if she screams, you have to go to the courthouse."

Zhong Jiuyin came back to her senses and said indifferently: "It's because she speaks too badly." I was just going to ask why. ”

Qian Yucai didn't believe it and looked at her from the rearview mirror.

He began to agree with Yan Cheng's thoughts, how could he be so indifferent after experiencing depression in the previous two years.

On the surface, she is as immobile as a mountain, but she can break Feng Qing's hand without saying a word, it is hard not to feel that she is suppressing all her emotions in the bottom of her heart, this kind of person is generally compared... Perverted.

"There's still some time left on the leave, or you're going to go to the emotional venting room and scream two throats?" Qian Yu suggested her.

Or go back to the crew to play sandbags. Anyway, the results are already out, you don't have to hold back anymore and turn all that anger into sweat. ”

Zhong Jiuyin looked down at his phone, and raised his eyelids to look at him when he heard the words.

"Sweating and screaming can only make you tired. Except for seeing Feng Qing's bad luck, nothing else can calm my emotions. ”

Qian Yu could only say: "That's not far away, she lost money and lost all her resources, she was abandoned by fans, and her situation was visible to the naked eye." As far as I know, the company is also preparing to sue her to force her to voluntarily terminate the contract, lose money and leave. ”

"Su Cheng kicked her?"

It can only be said that it is absolutely impossible for Mr. Su to tolerate her acting in the name of Huancheng Entertainment Artist or his girlfriend and lover. But the relationship between men and women, except for the parties concerned, who can know whether it is broken or not. ”

Zhong Jiuyin's understanding of Sioux City's meanness has taken it to the next level.

After listening to them, the two of them sent the repaired picture to Zhong Jiuyin.

"For your commemorative photo, I deliberately chose two angles with good lighting."

Zhong Jiuyin almost forgot that there was such a thing, and when she clicked on it, she and Feng Qing were standing in the sun and in the shadows respectively.

The light of justice shone on her hair, shining a side of her face with determination.

Qian Yu also had the pleasure of taking a look at it, looked at the two and said, "What about shooting the poster of the finale of the War of Spies?" I'm afraid that fans will say that we pose for photos. ”

Second mouth: "You just say it's good-looking, Brother Qian, do you highlight the contradictions between the two sides and the key points set by the people of this incident?" I also gave the P a haircut. ”

Qian Yu: "... Give you some more money and go to the public, the little assistant has buried your ability. It just so happened that the studio had just been built, and there was a shortage of people. ”

The second mouth: "I said that the money is not as good as..."

Qian Yu: "Please be sure to accept it." That money was to buy peace of mind for me and her, and not to make people think that we were abusing employees with low wages. ”

The two thought for a while: "It's okay." I'm looking for a friend of mine to make a publicity. ”

Qian Yu was a little expectant: "What friend?" ”

The second family began to shake people, lowered their heads and typed: "I was a station sister." Are there any recruitment highlights? Needless to say, the salary is not a bright spot. ”

Qian Yu: "...... Does the artist need a large area of P to be beautiful? She has a free and easy personality, she will not be idle and have nothing to find faults, she is dedicated to her work and will not play a big name, and she will not be passive and slack off when she is professional. ”

"In addition, it can be seen from the current love object that her aesthetic level is online, and there will never be a situation where a beautiful woman with a beast will make netizens complain."

Zhong Jiuyin sat there and listened, nodding pertinently at every compliment.

"Brother Qian, I didn't expect you to be so careful and discover so many advantages of me. If I praise me for my good looks, I will accept it, and if I praise Yan Cheng for my good looks, I will tell him. ”

Qian Yu looked at her, turned his head and added to the second person: "But artists occasionally have a little brain disease, ask your friend if you mind this." ”

The two laughed crookedly in the back seat.

Zhong Jiuyin was speechless and lowered his head to look at his phone.

The klapori night banquet is the day after tomorrow, and Yan Cheng will be back tomorrow.

After walking for so long, I still want to see him.

…

Yan Cheng returned to China with the crew, and they had to walk the red carpet together at the Klapori night banquet.

However, instead of following him to the hotel he had booked, he chose to go home.

When she got into the car, Sister Xu asked him, "Whose house are you going to?" ”

Yan Cheng wore a mask without blinking, and said coldly: "Who else can it be, my family." ”

Sister Xu: "Really? Zhong Jiuyin said that he accepted the job and waited for you at home, so I refused to you? ”

Yan Cheng paused and raised his eyes to look at her.

Sister Xu couldn't help but laugh and said to the driver: "Let's go, go to Zhong Jiuyin's house." ”

Someone didn't make a sound, and Sister Xu felt his mind thoroughly, and she couldn't stop laughing in the co-pilot.

It's interesting to see people fall in love from a bystander's point of view, especially when someone who isn't very funny in their own right.

Seeing him choked, and because he really liked his girlfriend, he couldn't refuse, so he could only pretend to be cold and silent, and he felt like watching a 9.8-point love drama, and he wanted to watch with popcorn.

It took an hour and a half on the road before Yan Cheng and Zhong Jiuyin met.

The temperature in Haicheng in November is higher than abroad, Yan Cheng's coat is taken off and put on his arm, the black mask covers the lower half of his face, and the high bridge of his nose creates a three-dimensional effect on that layer of cloth.

Zhong Jiuyin looked at him carefully at the door frame for a while, his eyes were clear, Yan Cheng's pestle was outside the door, and he was about to be burned.

"Won't you let me in?"

Zhong Jiuyin let go of a hand and let him go, then closed the door.

Although the movements were normal, his eyes never left him, staring straight ahead.

Yan Cheng endured the illusion that his back was about to burn, and put his coat on the sofa as usual.

Then he asked her calmly, "How was yesterday's trial?" You didn't make it too clear when I asked you. Are you okay? ”

"Do you think I'm good?" She took two steps forward and walked directly in front of Yan Cheng, and the two of them were only separated by a little distance.

"You don't need to ask this kind of discussed question again, don't you have anything else to do when you come back to see me?"

"Something else" was bitten by her words meaningfully.

Yan Cheng stopped what he was about to say and looked down at her.

Once the invisible line of sight has a focal point, it seems to transform into a sizzling circuit, and the surrounding ambiguous factors are all attracted together, colliding and rubbing, emitting electric sparks that know each other well.

Yan Cheng hooked the mask with his fingertips, and then the two quickly got entangled in a tacit understanding, kissing hard and urgently.

The atmosphere that had just been peaceful and calm instantly turned into a steamer on the fire, emitting a hot steam that soon permeated the entire space.

Zhong Jiuyin was picked up in the hot fog that made people's heads dizzy, his back against the wall, and he raised his head to gasp.

Yan Cheng's kiss flowed everywhere and finally returned to her lips.

The horn buttons of her sweater were unbuttoned, Yan Cheng also opened her neckline, and they shared each other's body temperatures, and then moved from the wall to the sofa, and then from the sofa to the room.

The feelings came quickly, and when the two came back to their senses to catch their breath, they found that their bodies were so messy that they were just about to kick the door.

Yan Cheng stopped, his fingers interspersed in Zhong Jiuyin's long hair, buried his head in her neck, hugged her and exhaled heavily.

"I miss you so much." He whispered.

Zhong Jiuyin also hugged him back, rubbed his side face and said, "I also have a little bit." ”