After the night banquet, Yan Cheng arrived home first and put hot water in the bathroom, but he didn't wait for Zhong Jiuyin to come back.

He called Zhong Jiuyin, but no one answered, and he sent a message to Qian Yu to ask, but he didn't get a reply.

Instead, Sister Xu called and told him to check the news on the Internet, photos of the two of them at the venue, and videos of him being interviewed on the red carpet were circulating everywhere.

The marketing account operated by Gu Xuan was also posted, and some fans mentioned in the comments that Zhong Jiuyin "seems to have gone separately from Yan Cheng and went to another place to have dinner with the director and investors".

He took a closer look at the blurry photos taken by netizens, and there were several people he knew, probably wanting to cooperate with Zhong Jiuyin.

Then she probably won't go home too soon. Yan Cheng could only use the hot water in the bathtub by himself, then left the bedroom door open, and sat at the head of the bed reading a book while waiting for someone.

When Zhong Jiuyin went home, it was already midnight, Qian Yu and the two sent her to the door, and when the door opened, they could still hear their voices, and they were very happy.

Yan Cheng took off his glasses and went out to pick up people, Zhong Jiuyin had a little smell of wine on his body, and threw himself into his arms with a smile on his eyebrows, hugging his waist and still smirking.

Qian Yu handed him the bag and said that she had no itinerary for the next two days, so she could sleep heavily.

"You ......" he wanted to ask who he had met and what he had talked about, but the man in his arms had already rattled and gnawed at his collarbone, and would soon be able to rip off his clothes and do whatever he wanted.

It was inconvenient for people to see, so he could only swallow those questions, cover Zhong Jiuyin's mouth, and politely send Qian Yu and them away first.

Only when the door closed did he pull the person in his arms out and meet her sparkling eyes.

"Happy?"

"Very—" She stretched out her voice, unzipped her coat, and collapsed on the couch open, then beckoned to him like a second master.

"Come here. I'm telling you..."

It was the familiar drunken bragging opening again, and Yan Cheng hugged her without changing his face.

"Let's go take a shower first and come out for hangover soup."

Zhong Jiuyin: "Oh, listen to me, I just met a few friends, that's called a beautiful, there is a beautiful girl and children, and there is a curfew, as soon as eleven o'clock arrived, I was bombarded with a few phone calls and urged to go back." I'm different, I took the initiative to go home at eleven o'clock, and there is a beautiful man waiting for me at home. ”

Believe in her ghost. Yan Cheng got her into the bathroom, started to put hot water, and then asked, "Then why are you only coming back now?" ”

She can blow for half an hour without anyone talking, and someone talks even more, not caring what he is asking.

"I said that there is a stunning beauty in the family, beautiful and miserable, especially in line with my appetite, for him I can go up the knife mountain and go down to the sea of fire, I will not hesitate. Hey, they don't believe it! I took out my phone and showed it to them, and they were convinced! ”

“…… Do you want to go up the knife mountain and go down the sea of fire for me? Yan Cheng went to get her mobile phone, handed it to her and said, "Transfer me 500 yuan to try the real thing." ”

Zhong Jiuyin's eyes widened, unlocked is unlocked, but he has no intention of opening WeChat to transfer money, and he said confidently: "Why are you so powerful, you only know money and money." Can a heart be measured in terms of money? ”

Yan Cheng sneered, ignored the drunk, reached out to the bathtub to test the heat and cold, felt that the water was almost over, and then went to pick her up.

Zhong Jiuyin didn't believe him, and clicked on the photo album to show him.

"Look, my heart for you is in this photo."

Yan Cheng looked at it, and his cold face was even worse: "You can see for yourself, where is my photo inside?" ”

also used photos to convince them, whose photos were they using?

Zhong Jiuyin was stunned, lowered his head and squinted at the photo album.

She couldn't focus her eyes a little, and saw a photo with the name of the studio, but her mind went blank when she looked up.

"Ah, without you? Why don't you leave a photo inside? ”

"......" Yan Cheng took a deep breath and took her phone away, "Take a shower first." ”

"I don't want to... Oops, don't pick my clothes... You touch me! ”

Yan Cheng: "I can still sleep with you." ”

"How strange it is to be like who can't sleep. I want to ...... back then"

Here it is again, Yan Cheng got her into the bathtub and took a mouthwash cup to tell her to swallow saliva and stop talking.

Half an hour later, Zhong Jiuyin was covered in pink and lay on the sofa in a bathrobe.

Yan Cheng was cooking hangover soup in the kitchen, listening to her sober up a little, and intermittently talking about the good news tonight.

"Someone really asked me to make a movie! And not just one. ”

"It's nice to talk to those people, they have a strong sense of story, you know? Talking to them about their ups and downs, I have the wonderful illusion that I am also the heroine of a certain world. ”

"There will be a play next year, and there will be a work broadcast the year after next, and more and more audiences will know me."

"Yan Cheng, I like you so much."

Yan Cheng listened distractedly to her muttering, and the last sentence was heard very clearly.

He paused to stir the hangover soup, turned off the heat and went out, squatted on the couch and kissed her.

"I like you too."

Zhong Jiuyin seemed to turn into a ball of jelly after taking a bath, and his eyes were moist, flashing a little water under the light of the living room.

She lazily reached out a hand to touch his face, her fingers sliding around the bridge of his nose, and grinned.

"That's nice."

God gave her a reward beyond her expectations and saved her depressed life.

Yan Cheng pressed the back of her hand, let her palm against the side of his face, and asked softly, "What's so good?" With me? ”

"Everything, I lived the life I had been looking forward to for a long time."

"Do you want to live like this forever?"

"Yes." She nodded slowly.

Yan Cheng chuckled, rubbed his fingertips twice on her ring finger, and said, "I took it seriously." ”

Zhong Jiuyin was not very sober, and only replied "oh" to his non-interrogative sentence, then licked the corners of his mouth and said that he wanted to drink water, and made a request: "You feed me." ”

What kind of water to drink, Yan Cheng poured her a cup of hangover soup boiled with fruit and fed it to her mouth.

The slices of fruit were still floating inside, and the cup was slightly tilted to stop her mouth.

It's annoying to come twice, her eyes are cross-eyed, and she wants to blow the fruit slices away from the cup with two pops, but Yan Cheng stopped her.

He ate the slices of fruit, one by one, and ate them very beautifully, biting half of them in his mouth, and then dragging the exposed half of them into it with the tip of his tongue.

Seeing Zhong Jiuyin's eyes, his eyes were straight. After eating the third slice, she got up a little, pressed her hands on Yan Cheng's shoulders, and tentatively bit the half of the apple next to his mouth.

Yan Cheng didn't move, like a poor scholar who was suppressed, because she couldn't resist, so she could only let her do whatever she wanted.

After eating the apple slices, the two also kissed.

Yan Cheng soothingly stroked the back of her neck, and still held only half a cup of hangover soup in his hand, like a virtuous househusband, Zhong Jiuyin's heart lit a fire, feeling that he was the reward after he drank the hangover soup seriously.

Although the truth is who rewards whom, it is not clear.