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Chapter 140 Trembling Like

For Zhong Jiuyin, it was purely a coincidence that it would be easier to meet Yuan Yi. He agreed to have dinner with him. He invited him two or three times, and it would be unpretentious if he didn't go.

And the roasted whole lamb looked sizzling, which was really tempting.

She was thinking about roasting the whole lamb, and no celebrities were conscious of it. She walked around and walked away without considering whether she would be photographed spreading rumors.

Yuan Yi took this into consideration. The place he chose was relatively private, and he kept his hat and mask away from her, and he also restrained himself from maintaining a normal social distance with her.

But he has also become more famous since childhood, and has no clear understanding of fans' fanaticism and paparazzi's keen eyes.

So as soon as I arrived at the place, I was targeted by the customers inside.

Celebrities and amateurs are still a little different. Recently, they have been exposed to the camera at high frequency. Their figure, hairstyle, and dressing style make people who have browsed their photos and videos a little familiar.

In addition, the more tight the celebrities are, the more eye-catching they are. Two tables of younger guests stared at them for a long time.

Yuan Yi was unaware of anything and focused on the back of his and Zhong Jiuyin almost rubbed against him.

Someone walked by, and in order to make way, he avoided the side and happened to meet Zhong Jiuyin's hand.

But he really didn't know how to answer this, so he could only use the vague words "It's okay".

"I happened to meet it. It was time to have a meal again. It was strange to have a meal?"

Zhong Jiuyin walked over with the packed mutton, stood between Yuan Yi and the waiter's arms, and leaned over and asked, "What's going on?"

Being photographed by paparazzi is not a good thing, he is even more nervous.

Zhong Jiuyin responded without raising her head.

It feels more interesting to eat roasted whole lamb directly. Zhong Jiuyin worked together and ate the meat like a Hu swordsman on the frontier of the desert.

It just so happened that Zhong Jiuyin had no intention of asking. Seeing him having a difficult expression, he showed a look of "I understand, I understand everything", and lowered his head to continue eating meat.

Next, he walked towards the last part of the private room. He walked absent-mindedly and cautiously, and from time to time he would quickly look at the distance between their hands.

Yuan Yi stood up and whispered: "It may be a paparazzi, I'll go and talk to them."

She raised her eyebrows. Isn’t this the best manifestation of being so popular among the famous people?

After taking the pen from the waiter's thoughtful delivery, Zhong Jiuyin signed the name in a few seconds, and handed it to Yuan Yi, and said to the aunt with a smile: "Thank you for your good looks."

It was obvious that the situation was not right, but Yuan Yi couldn't help laughing with everyone when he heard her words.

As some of the photos and videos taken were sent out and then turned to the topic of #Zhong Jiuyin's questioning of unscrupulous shooting, there was another wave of discussion on the Internet without any surprises.

She couldn't quite understand and asked Yuan Yi: "What does it mean?"

Yuan Yi looked at her and felt a little relaxed: "She asked you to sign an autograph on it, and she would take it back to her daughter."

As he got closer, he was so nervous that he deliberately took his breath lighter. As he got a little further, he felt regretful.

"It's really Zhong Jiuyin! She and Yuan Yi came out to have dinner alone!"

"Grill the whole lamb, and give me a roasted whole lamb." She pulled down her mask and rubbed her hands and said.

"I've met it on the road." Zhong Jiuyin's clear voice broke through the noisy sound, and she was chatting, but she didn't get angry.

It was afternoon when Yan Cheng heard the news.

"Who? Which star?"

Yuan Yi was embarrassed and looked at her and wanted to speak, but in the end she didn't say anything.

"We..." Yuan Yi encountered this situation for the first time, and was with Zhong Jiuyin. He was very anxious, frowned tightly, and wanted to lose his temper.

"What's wrong with your hand?" She used a bowl to pick up the shrimp meat, freeing some attention to him, "Isn't in good health like this?"

But when I walked to the door, I found that the customers here were taking photos and watching the fun. After watching the show, I recognized them, so I just wanted to come and photograph the stars.

After eating almost the same food, Zhong Jiuyin really made people pack the remaining mutton.

The two of them immediately looked over, and Zhong Jiuyin leaned back and saw the person at the door clearly and asked, "Who? Is there anything wrong?"

She was open and honest, and the person who asked the question was a little embarrassed, and her voice was lowered.

Yuan Yi wanted to be gentle, and took a few bites to look at the opposite side. Seeing that she was staring at the whole roasted lamb, she also reminded her: "Seafood is delicious."

Zhong Jiuyin had a strange expression: "Do you have to get five people together to meet them?"

But someone who watched the fun was not too serious and started the video and asked loudly: "Why are you coming out to have a meal together?"

Yuan Yi put on his hat and wanted to pull Zhong Jiuyin away first.

"The most popular program recently has Yan Cheng's one, and Zhong Jiuyin is very funny!"

Zhong Jiuyin was holding up her lamb legs and eating, and then she looked over.

Add a Shanghai fresh pot, and the fresh aroma of the food runs around the tip of the nose.

They also introduced the passers-by on the spot, which was noisy and blocked the restaurant corridor.

"You two are you?"

Yuan Yi: "..."

Then sign with a pen and write your name next to the three words "Zhong Jiuyin" where Long Feifeng dances.

"Is Zhong Jiuyin?"

Although he moved out of time, his heart beat pounding, making him tinnitus.

He opened his mouth and climbed to the back of his ear with annoyance.

As soon as the distance was approaching, others recognized him and exclaimed, "It's really Yuan Yi."

After walking to the private room with a tangled struggle, Zhong Jiuyin walked over him and sat down at the table. The hands of the two men separated by 108,000 miles.

But I didn't take the gloves and continued to peel all kinds of shrimps for her, look at her expression, and then quickly put them on her plate.

Seeing her, those people were even more excited.

The hand that was raised in the air was trembling slightly, as if it was not holding two peeled shrimps, but twenty kilograms of bricks.

After the waiter pushed the door open, the door was closed and it was not closed. After a while, a click suddenly sounded at the door.

The person who knew them from behind laughed. An aunt squeezed in and handed her a piece of paper that was torn to pieces and said a few words in dialect.

"It's okay, I'll take it away." She waved her hand casually.

Now there are more people taking photos, and they can't stop them, so it's useless for the waiter to help persuade them.

Yuan Yi wanted them to delete the photo, but the other party disagreed and the voice became louder, which attracted more passersby to come over.

Yuan Yi hesitated for a while, put on gloves and peeled shrimps. After peeling a few, he tried hard to make a silly look and handed it to her, and asked softly:

"Do you want to eat shrimp? It tastes pretty good."

The waiter looked at them for a few more times and suggested, "Are you the only two of you? One roasted whole lamb is still a bit big, and you may not be able to finish it."

Yuan Yi listened to her and nodded. The waiter had to do it and pushed a roasted whole lamb up half an hour later.

In the phone camera, Zhong Jiuyin picked someone to answer questions like a name, while Yuan Yi only laughed, looking very harmonious.

After cooperating with the crew, he returned home. He sat in the study but couldn't calm down and read the script. He gave up his thoughts and looked at the scenery outside the window. After a while, he picked up his cell phone.

The messages pushed on Weibo are related to my last browsing history. As soon as I opened them, I saw three entries about Zhong Jiuyin.

#Yinzi's explosion support#

#Zhong Jiuyin questioned unscrupulous filming#

And, #Zhong Jiuyin and Yuan Yi had a dinner alone#.


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