Zhong Jiuyin was held in the softened arms of someone with a blanket.
Then the two people bumped into the door and closed the door.
Her head was still covered, and her eyes were dark. She worked hard to pull the blanket, struggling to push Ai Yuanyuan, and output at the same time on the hands and feet and mouth.
"I can't breathe, I can't breathe! Beautiful Yuanyuan, don't be so enthusiastic!"
Ai Yuanyuan wants to subdue her, and also uses 100 % strength. She dare not distract at all, and she doesn't believe her words. She tightly hug her arm.
From the perspective of the camera, they are like the heroine in the American drama and the cannon fodder drunk man who is still angry with cowhide paper.
… Sin, Zhong Jiuyin is like this, the image in everyone's heart is still the category of the perpetrator.
After a while, Zhong Jiuyin's struggle was a bit smaller. Ai Yuanyuan tentatively relaxed his hands, and then made a hand, and he drilled into the blanket to touch the gold coin sticker behind her.
However, Zhong Jiuyin was prepared long ago, and the rotten meat without bones, shrinking down in an instant.
Ai Yuanyuan's hand only touched her hair, and then she shrunk from the blanket.
Ai Yuanyuan hugged the blanket subconsciously, and just hugged it. As soon as he was killed, Zhong Jiuyin had stood up, quickly grabbed her two wrists, pushed her backwards, and finally "duang".
Pour on the bed.
In a moment, it can't stop.
"You can discuss the strategy, right? Poor Yan Yan brother was dragged into the room by two men, and he was undergoing non -human abuse. You are so ruthless!"
Ai Yuanyuan: "... Don't say so strange? Our name is to treat a strong opponent solemnly and seriously."
"What about me?" Zhong Jiuyin pressed her arm and asked, "Am I not strong? The distribution of your staff has greatly insulted my strength! This is exactly the failure of your strategy!"
Her long hair swinged down, swept over on Ai Yuanyuan's neck, itchy.
Ai Yuanyuan now feels that he is the pet hamster that is stuck on the Internet with his hands and feet, and is about to make MRI.
It is not Yan Yan who suffers from non -human abuse!
"You said this, it also insulted my strength!" Ai Yuanyuan said hard to raise his neck.
Zhong Jiuyin stared at her, and asked carefully: "Is there? That may be because you were torn too fast in the previous two issues, and I was too late to teach you."
Ai Yuanyuan: "... I want to insult me! We have the ability to tear it fairly, fair and open!"
"You want to be beautiful, I am not a fool who pursues people with virtue." She kneeled up and pressed Ai Yuanyuan's arm in one leg to replace her hand. The hand bandit patted her face like her hand.
After shooting the trend, I touched the stickers of her shoulder.
"Your strategy is good, that is, the staffing of the personnel is unreasonable. You can see and let you deal with me alone. Isn't this a gold coin?"
"Don't tear it!" Seeing that the gold coin sticker was encountered, Ai Yuanyuan suddenly riot, alive like loach in the pot, and struggled with his hands and feet.
The top of the legs was quite painful, and Zhong Jiuyin had to increase his strength to suppress her.
Two people rolled around the bed and punch and kick. In order to keep their gold coins stickers, they had never relaxed their hands for a moment.
But it is impossible to keep so deadlocked, and soon the broadcast will usher in the peak period of the broadcast.
"Yan Yan lost a gold coin sticker."
"Ai Yuanyuan lost a gold coin sticker."
"There is only one gold coin sticker left."
"Zhong Jiuyin lost a gold coin sticker."
Didi, the prompt sound of the smart arm ring came from the two rooms, but no one listened. The five -minute location shows that it is meaningless at present. Everyone grabbed you to die.
Five minutes and five minutes, several five minutes passed, half of the photographers abandoned in the corridor had nothing to shoot. They yawned two or three, waited and waited, and finally there was a room.
It was Zhong Jiuyin out of the room, holding a freshly torn sticker in his hand. When he ran out, he closed the backhand.
How can Ai Yuanyuan hold the door handle, one mile and one outside, the two of them are like a tug of war.
The radio announced the news that Ai Yuanyuan lost her second sticker. Ai Yuanyuan was stimulated. He shouted, but he raised his foot to the door frame, and his pulling power suddenly became larger.
"Take my gold coin, you want to walk easily!"
Zhong Jiuyin was caught off guard. He was pulled in a few steps, and the soles were almost unable to stop.
The brakes of the foot were not very stable, and she had to kick on the door frame, and finally pulled back inch.
The director watched the door handle that was about to be scrapped, and the two footprints that would definitely leave on the wall were suffocated.
"The door handle damaged it!"
Is this a tug of war? This is Latiu!
Zhong Jiuyin and Ai Yuanyuan were deserted, and they were still competing.
The director had to say that the door opposite was also opened. Yan Yan rushed out and used the same way to grab the door handle to make the door.
Seeing the posture of Zhong Jiuyin, there are still scholarships, and they are also kicking on the door frame. One person tries to fight against two people.
Fortunately, the director's roar and people could hear it. Yuan Yi and Liang Zhi obviously did not use this way of destructing the decoration, so Yan Yan was able to close the door with a sound.
The two robbers are separated from the two robbers.
It was just short. His arm was still holding the door handle tightly, and he did not give the people inside.
Because it is too hard, the arm muscles are tight, and the clothing fabrics are opened a bit.
"哐 ——" Zhong Jiuyin finally closed the door, holding the handle on both sides of the door frame, and said hello to Yan Yan.
"You actually escaped," she was breathing. "I was going to solve Ai Yuanyuan to help you revenge. For this reason, I have thought about many exquisite and beautiful three plans."
Yan Yanxin has a ghost of her cake king. Wouldn't this mean that he would mean "your big grace and big virtue, I will make a cattle in the next life"? He has not died, and it is not possible to save him earlier?
and--
Yan Yan glanced at her messy clothes, as well as the smile on the corner of her mouth, and the gold coin sticker in the shoulders, and a state of service in the room.
He asked with no expression: "Your revenge plan is, I was beaten inside, do you enjoy blessing outside?"
Zhong Jiuyin opened his eyes wide: "Why do you say this? I was covered by a powerful opponent from the sky and covered my head from the sky.
Yan Yan: "The strong opponent? A Tange shot" Mission Impossible "from the top of your head?"
"What?"
Ai Yuanyuan in the door shouted: "Brother Yan! I heard it! You are insulting me! I am calm and insult me in a word with you!"
Yan Yan was silent for a second, and then wanted to speak, the door handle was suddenly twisted, and the cooperation between Yuan Yi and Liang Zhi opened the door again.
It doesn't work at all, Yan Yan's volume increased, and said to Zhong Jiuyin: "Run to the safe room! At least the rest for a while!"