Cheng Yanqiu is not afraid, he is not afraid of the paparazzi, the media, or fans.

He only does what he wants.

I have to say that his family background gave him too much courage.

Physical illness and weakness have shaped today's Cheng Yanqiu.

In the park, someone really recognized Feng Yin, and Feng Yin took a photo with each other very generously, without a bit of poisonous tongue on the Internet.

Cheng Yanqiu has been silently following behind Feng Yin, who should be an attractive big beauty character, and the light on her body is a little extinguished behind Feng Yin, which makes people subconsciously ignore it.

After walking for more than half an hour, Feng Yin suggested finding a place to sit for a while.

Fortunately, today is not a weekend, and there are not many people in the park, but many good places are full of people, either singing or singing, and some are playing poker.

Several people searched for a while and found a location under a tree.

There is definitely a reason why no one sits in such a nice position under the tree.

From time to time, a flock of pigeons flew over the sky and dropped some white substance.

In the end, a few people simply went home and didn't wander around.

Li Sanyi, Zhang Boer, and Lin Yu led Allah in front and were discussing going out to buy some water to drink.

Feng Yin and Cheng Yanqiu walked behind.

"Can you still walk?"

"How weak do you think I am?"

"It's probably the kind that needs bed rest, coughs up some blood from time to time, needs help to walk, and needs to be fed when eating."

Cheng Yanqiu shook his head and smiled, and shook his long hair quite enchantingly.

"If that's the case, how can I still film."

"I don't know, if you have money, you can always think of a way."

Cheng Yanqiu was noncommittal, what he said made some sense, after all, he had invested in all the scenes he filmed.

"What can you do if I say I can't walk?"

Feng Yin glanced sideways and said, "I can resist, I can carry, I can hug, if you want, I can still clip you under the armpit." ”

Cheng Yanqiu's mind was too rich to draw that scene, and he waved his hand again and again: "Thank you, don't use it for the time being." ”

As soon as Cheng Yanqiu finished speaking, he felt a hand on his arm.

"Let's go."

"Okay."

Feng Yin helped Cheng Yanqiu to leave.

What kind of eyes did she have, she had already seen that Cheng Yanqiu was a little exhausted when she walked.

When the two walked out of the park, Zhang Boer had already bought water.

"Thanks, get in the car, go back."

Feng Yin helped Cheng Yanqiu get into the car and screwed the bottle cap for him, Cheng Yanqiu took it very naturally, and didn't notice that the roles between the two had been reversed.

"Boss—I can't unscrew it."

Lin Yu really used his best strength, but there was no gap in this bottle cap.

"Bring it."

Feng Yin took the drink bottle, forced, forced, and finally tried again.

"It's on."

Feng Yin rubbed his hands twice on his body and complained: "This is afraid that people will drink it." ”

Lin Yu finally got a drink.

"Drink well!"

After saying that, she gulped and drank a few big sips, enjoying her face.

"No wonder my mom won't let me drink it, it tastes like this."

Lin Yu doesn't say that he likes it much, but he tastes new things, which is amazing.

Feng Yin is too lazy to complain about Lin Yu, this guy is blinded by money, and he has never seen too many things.

Feng Yin looked at Cheng Yanqiu next to him again, and asked curiously, "Have you drunk it before?" ”

"Drunk, I did everything when I was a kid."

Cheng Yanqiu didn't lie, because of his body, he was sensible early and rebellious early.

When he was rebellious, he did all the things that his family didn't let him do.

"It's also young, not high, Alzheimer's."

Wind chant quotations, once again perfectly summarized.