The same subtle and quiet atmosphere spreads in two places more than 20 kilometers apart.
I could only hear the slight sound of the other party's clothes rubbing.
After a while, Yan Cheng felt that he had to say something, so he heard the movement of Zhong Jiuyin pulling out the paper twice.
"Why is there so much blood?" She changed into a tissue to plug her nose, muttering in a muffled voice, "Did I have been so beautiful for half my life that I would die of blood and fall on this ordinary night for such a ridiculous reason?"
Yan Cheng: "..."
What he wanted to say dissipated invisible, and he pulled his bathrobe tight with a cold face.
"Hey hey, why are you pulling it?" Zhong Jiuyin didn't bother to twist the paper that was stuffed into a roll, and approached the screen to stop him.
Yan Cheng: "I am the master of my bathrobe. I have to apply for my clothes when pulling them?"
He complained that he kept bleeding from his nose, and kept staring at him, his eyes like X-rays, and he was about to burn his bathrobe into two holes.
Yan Cheng finally couldn't stand it, interrupting her narrative style that started from Pangu opening the world, and took a deep breath to hit the topic.
"...it shouldn't be." As long as he is not mentally ill, it will be impossible for them to appreciate the plot of "The Beautiful Killer Let My Love" in their call.
"Since you are so anxious, I will just say it. It's just that you kiss me."
Zhong Jiuyin retreated back to sit down in disappointment, and then pursed and said, "It's not too early to pull it, it's boring now."
Forget it, let's talk about the serious business, I can't tell her clearly.
"You..." he said it hard, "I apologize to you because I was accidentally."
"Then look, I'll blind you and prevent you from looking at the beauty?" She shrugged her shoulders with her hands in her arms, and the two tissue rolls on her nose were extremely conspicuous.
Zhong Jiuyin raised her head and thought, like a dull goose looking at the moon.
"Last night I tossed and turned and thought about that incident, which caused me to not sleep well. Today I went to the crew and went to the company again, and I was almost tired. Oh, don't you know which crew I went to? It's good for you to take on that scene, everyone
They are all very polite, the script is also very interesting, and the other actors are also good-looking."
When he was time to sleep, he could already expect how poor his sleep quality would be this night.
"I. It's just you and me. Isn't it me, aren't it you?"
Yan Cheng was silent again.
She opened the first page and glanced at it and found that there were too many words, so she used her own refined summary version.
If there are machines in the world that can divide the speechless level by detecting the intensity of energy fluctuations in the air, then after the previous few overlaps, Yan Cheng's current expression should be at the highest level, just use expressionlessness and ellipsis to add ellipsis
It's indescribable anymore.
Yan Cheng: "..."
She continued: "I left the crew and went to the company again. Guess what I heard? Someone said that Guo Ming immediately wanted to cooperate with a star in the company and become an agent. I said, he
When Feng Qing bribed it, the one who was promised was the opportunity to advance."
"A beautiful ancient killer, once traveling to another world, wanted to live some ordinary little days, but unexpectedly, he had an intersection with a few men. They... hey, listen carefully."
"stop."
"..." It turned out that it was time for him to be mentally ill.
It can be direct, but not so direct.
"Talk directly, what exactly happened, which caused you toss and turn and then triggered this series of things."
"Ah, there's something wrong."
"On the way back, I was thinking, I would not be able to get Guo Mingli to get what he wants. Someone in the company was just talking about it, and I could follow the trend and follow the situation."
"... Do you think that in the middle of the night, you were talking on a video with a man who kissed you. The main content was to read non-mainstream romance novels. After reading them, you still had to let him express his opinions. Is this reasonable?" Yan Cheng said in a cold voice.
Zhong Jiuyin ignored him and continued to recite.
Zhong Jiuyin didn't see his lung pain expression, so she opened the book and said seriously: "Then I'll read a few passages with you, so you can listen carefully."
He was obviously ready to hear this, but when she said it so bluntly, he suddenly froze.
Zhong Jiuyin looked at the screen dissatisfiedly, and the upright and honest official accused the misconducted courtesans.
"So I'm not respectful? I'm wearing clothes normally, who told you to see it?"
"Don't move around, how can I calmly study for you when my clothes are open? It disturbs my thoughts."
"I can't act rashly after thinking about the solution, so I was hiking home, blowing a clear cold wind, thinking carefully about the feasibility of this matter. Then I met Yuan Yi, and he invited me to dinner.
That roasted whole lamb, tsk, it's very good."
"So I have a nosebleed because I'm so tired of eating too much mutton. I can't blame you, don't think too much. I blame Yuan Yi for this. I just happened to meet him and insisted on treating me to eat..."
Yan Cheng listened patiently. Although the focus was on "that thing", it was normal to lay some preparations in front of it.
Yan Cheng didn't nod or say anything, and sat in a sculpture without expression.
Yan Cheng nodded reluctantly and continued to listen with his last little patience.
"You said you have something to come to me, what's the matter?"
"Mainly," she turned around and pulled something out from behind and showed it to him, "Have I told you about the content of this book?"
Zhong Jiuyin waved his hand casually: "It's not a big deal, don't mind. The main thing is that--"
Yan Cheng smiled angrily, and a false smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He really wanted to hang up the phone at one moment.
She couldn't help but be proud of her intelligence, raised her eyebrows, sat cross-legged, supported her head with her hands and tilted to one side, and the tissue in her nostril was facing the sky forty-five degrees.
The best scenery disappeared, and the fun of talking was instantly reduced by half.
After reading the relationship between the heroine and the male character, she closed the book and asked him quietly for a moment: "What conclusion did you draw from it?"
A little heat spreads behind the ears.
Zhong Jiuyin smashed it, and changed his hand to hold the phone, and got very close. When he pretended to sigh, the tissues that were bleeding from the nose poked the screen.
Yan Cheng raised his heart and asked in a low voice: "Hmm?"
"Everyone has eyes, why don't I look like you?"
She was so confident that she was lazy and looked at him on the screen with a look of "Are you stupid? Asking such unnutritional questions?"
The appearance of this book made his heart rise to the alveoli, and it made him feel pain when he changed his breath.
Yan Cheng tried hard to ignore her nosebleed, and was subtlely silent for a few seconds, asking: "Who is the beauty?"
"Yes, yes," Zhong Jiuyin stretched out his voice, and said slowly, "It's all my fault that I have eyes, but I still have eyes that have discovered beauty."
"...false." He also praised him in his words, what did he say?
Just saying it outrageously.
"It's very reasonable." Every sentence she said had a deep meaning, and the logic was linked together, so why is it unreasonable?
"You didn't listen carefully, right?"
"I've heard." Yan Cheng took a deep breath, preventing her from opening the book again, and summed up with a blank expression.
"This story mainly tells the emotional entanglement between a woman and three men. Why, there are too few men on the screen?"