Everything is messy, clothes, breathing, heartbeat.

When entering the bedroom, the black belt was also thrown on the floor. Yan Cheng's other hand was still pressing the back of Zhong Jiuyin's head, and he never separated for a moment while kissing.

Until Zhong Jiuyin collapsed on the bed, he finally got a chance to breathe freely.

It was only brief, and soon his breath became tight again, and he threw his head back with a sigh of breath, his fingers scratching at the sheets.

Yan Cheng's breath lingered from the corners of her lips with a hot temperature, and when she passed by her collarbone, Zhong Jiuyin couldn't help laughing.

"Sort of... It's a little itchy..."

I don't know if I'm talking about the collarbone, or somewhere else.

Yan Chengquan was talking in both places, so he intersected with her lips and teeth again to divert her attention.

Lying down and kissing, the thing he was wearing on his neck fell down and swayed, gently hit Zhong Jiuyin's neck, and then landed in the center of her collarbone, the cold temperature made her tremble, and she reached out to grab it.

"You wear this today, today, it looks good..."

"Like me to wear it?"

"Okay."

"Then don't take it."

"But it's like this, it's a bit like... Dog chains..."

“… At this time, it should not be humiliating to use this metaphor. I'm going to understand something else. ”

"What?" She asked, and the next second she arched and trembled.

Yan Cheng's fingers were pulled out and wiped on her lips.

The red lips became moist, Zhong Jiuyin opened his mouth slightly as if he couldn't believe that there was still this set, and the hand on his shoulder stiffened for a second.

Although she has heard a lot of love and hatred, she hears content that is suitable for all ages, but there is no such detail, so she thinks that what her peers have said is bragging.

Suddenly, the strings in her mind were like the strings on the zither, which were getting tighter and tighter, and they were about to break.

"You ......"

"I'm sorry," Yan Cheng lowered his eyes, his dense eyelashes covered his dark eyes, and the contrast in his behavior could not be seen on his cold face, but he whispered, "I'll help you clean it up." ”

Then kiss down again.

Zhong Jiuyin's heartbeat was about to break the record, and his brain was buzzing with a bang, and he couldn't say anything to refuse.

There was even a strange kind of excitement that made her palms sweat.

Won't your sweaty hands become slippery, and your hands will definitely not be able to stick to it, and if you can't stick it, you can only go down.

As for what she will touch next, it's out of her control, isn't the clothes open for her to touch?

While brainwashing herself, she was almost suffocated by the kiss, so she could only free one hand to grab Yan Cheng's hair and let him give him some space to breathe.

Yan Cheng withdrew the point, and the two of them gasped and looked at each other.

Zhong Jiuyin suddenly asked, "Who am I?" ”

Yan Cheng laughed: "I don't know, it may be a monster from somewhere." ”

Zhong Jiuyin: "That's right, if I were a monster, would you be afraid?" ”

Yan Cheng's face did not change and said: "It depends on what kind of monster it is, and those who are in bed are generally called goblins." ”

“… What a cold joke. After today, is the long-term and stable relationship you were looking forward to established? ”

Yan Cheng: "Of course not, since it is long-term, it is not only tonight." ”

"Brother Qian told me that you are a very serious person, and people you don't know will think you are very cold."

Yan Cheng: "Do you think I'm cold?" ”

Her hand ran across his arm, pulling his fingertips up and gesturing at the corners of her lips.

"Dear."

Yan Cheng overfinished and licked his fingertips.

She said, "Look, it's not cold, it's clearly - passionate." ”

It's just not that serious.

Yan Cheng also asked her: "Don't like to ask a lot of questions suddenly?" Or are you afraid? ”

"I don't know," she gripped his fingers and squeezed them, "there's always a premonition that something is about to happen." ”

Yan Cheng: "Do you mean tonight?" ”

She shook her head and took his hand and pressed it to her heart.

"No need to have a hunch tonight, it's going to happen."

The heartbeat under the palms of their hands was fast and heavy, and they reconnected their gaze.

Yan Cheng asked softly, "Do you like me?" ”

Zhong Jiuyin: "I like it." What about you? ”

Yan Cheng: "I like it very much." ”

It's like watching a swallow build a nest, obviously it only takes a short branch back every time, but when I look at it again, I don't know when a nest has been built under the eaves.

He said again: "I love it." ”

Zhong Jiuyin smiled again, he didn't know why his eyes were a little sour, he looked at him with a hazy vision, and said without a head: "I'm not that Zhong Jiuyin." ”

"Really?"

"She's not going to like you, but I do."

After saying that, he suddenly turned over and pressed him, replaced her on top, pulled the loose hair behind his ears, grabbed his clavicle chain, and made him raise his head and kiss.

Doors were opened, layers of waves were surging, and they soon became intimate.

"Yan Cheng."

"Huh?"

"I wanted to say it when I first met you, and your name is pretty good."

"Then call again?"

"Yan Cheng."

"Well, I love you."

Everything is turned off in the bedroom.

On the entryway cabinet in the living room, the mobile phone screen lit up with a ghostly light, because no one paid attention to it, and slowly dimmed until it went out.

…

After attending the night party yesterday, the studio is still busy today.

The newly formed team worked very happily, Qian Yu yawned to the place, and the two had already led the small team to walk around the Internet twice.

"There are really pictures of the two of them talking, but everyone is no longer surprised."

Qian Yu: "The set of photos I posted yesterday is very good, and the first time the studio opened left a good impression on fans, and they are all praising your retouching skills." ”

Second mouth: "Actually, there are two unedited pictures in the infield that look better, but because of that Miss Yun, there is no way to send them, so they can only be cropped." ”

"It's also good to crop, and I went back and made a picture of the character and pasted it on the studio wall. She has been hit too much in the past, and she needs to be encouraged and praised. ”

The two sat on the chair and turned around, and said, "It's simple, I also play with peripherals, and I'm quite familiar with these." ”

Qian Yu: "...... Finding you as an assistant is the biggest good thing that Huancheng Entertainment has done, and it doesn't matter if there is an artist or not. ”

Speaking of artists, the two of them also looked at each other very subtly.

"I sent her a message and no one answered, I don't know what I'm doing."

Second mouth: "What else can you do-"

Anyway, it's not about staying up all night learning acting.

The second mouth also said: "Brother Qian, you obviously know, and you sent a message to test it." ”

Qian Yu glared: "It's something to ask her." ”

"Yesterday's appearance at the Klapori night party was very, very good, my phone never stopped, people kept contacting me. You have to hurry up and set the appearance fee, last night someone actually asked me if I asked her to give 150,000 yuan on the last show, what are you kidding! Can she be worth 150,000 now? ”

Erkou: "So what's the business that needs to be asked to her in a hurry?" One and a half million shows? ”

"No, it's the drama she filmed before. Isn't she asking for names? It just so happened that the director came to contact me again, saying that it would be broadcast soon, and I hope she can help write a small composition for a character. ”

"It's okay to watch this drama, Zhong Jiuyin is indeed very suitable for wearing killer costumes, and when the time comes, it will blow a wave of people in ancient costumes."

(End of chapter)