The slap was so strong that Yan Cheng's lips and tongue were numb and he took a breath.
Qian Yu on the phone suddenly asked: "What are you doing? What strange sound?"
Zhong Jiuyin felt a little guilty, subconsciously covered Yan Cheng's mouth, cleared her throat and said, "I'm eating cake."
Qian Yu: "Eat cake?! You are a female star. Do you dare to eat cake at night? Even if you eat it, do you dare to tell your agent?!"
"...Then I'll take back that sentence. I'm practicing acting for the later drama."
Qian Yu: "Stop bragging, I will exercise at home tomorrow. During my career development period, I will not be fat!"
"I know, I know."
After hanging up the phone, she glanced at Yan Cheng.
He was covered with his mouth and did not move. His breath was slightly scattered on the edge of her palm, and his eyelashes were blinking slowly, giving people the illusion of obedience.
She approached her with a bad taste, and did not let go of her hand, and just pushed her up, touching her nose with her nose, looking for her reflection in her eyes.
"Female celebrities can't eat cake, but they can eat you."
Yan Cheng's eyes flashed, and he turned his eyes away from looking at her.
Zhong Jiuyin touched his face and teased a good woman: "Do you know that this action is very good? You always look at me with your side face."
It seemed as if the cold and beautiful woman refused to submit, but she could not do anything except the cold beginning, which made people more beastly.
What is this not seduction?
The robber likes to put the charges on the victims. Yan Cheng couldn't listen, so he pulled her hand away and said, "You're thinking too much."
"That's not sure." She went up and kissed her again.
The two of them breathed in a staggering manner, and Yan Cheng asked her: "Have you kissed enough yet? I almost found out by your agent."
"As soon as I find out, Brother Qian is standing on my side, and will only help me hide it."
"...What are you hiding? It is unreasonable to conceal the unreasonable thing that you ask the rescued person to agree with your mouth, and you must meet your excessive needs?"
He started to feel chest tightness and shortness of breath again, hating her that she could not grasp the key points and was unwilling to be responsible.
Zhong Jiuyin's eyes widened: "Why are you too much? Just kiss me, not anything else."
Yan Cheng: "Who have you ever seen who would kiss casually with someone who doesn't matter?"
"Me, and you. Don't you like this? I see that you were very dedicated just now and I couldn't breathe even when I kissed you. Isn't that good?"
Yan Cheng: "..."
He is going to be pissed to death.
Zhong Jiuyin wanted to kiss him again, but was blocked by him and said bluntly: "Look at how we are now, is it normal? It's okay for people to kiss at home. If it's exposed, how do you explain?
We are just interested in human lip and tongue structure to do research together?"
She turned her head and looked at the TV in the distance. The screen was facing the sofa, reflecting the figures of the two of them tightly attached to each other.
It's not very normal, and I just hold it and chew it around in this position.
but--
"Why is it exposed? Who knows if you don't say it, I won't say it?"
Yan Cheng had a cold face: "Paparazzi are everywhere, maybe someone is now staring at the gaps in the curtains in the building opposite to take pictures with his camera."
"So perverted?" She sat up, checked the curtains, and then frowned and pondered.
"It's a bit difficult to explain. Although I am your savior, this is not based on your reason for kissing. After all, I no longer pay attention to the idea of promising myself."
Yan Cheng's anger was a little calmer: "Yes."
He was looking forward to the next sentence, but Zhong Jiuyin didn't rush to say it, but instead made a hand to pat his waist while thinking.
"Don't be so tight, it's uncomfortable to sit."
"... Then don't sit down, go down to the sofa." He began to rattle his forehead again, and his touched waist contracted tighter. Through a layer of clothes, there seemed to be an electric current on his skin.
Zhong Jiuyin wanted to say no, but when she felt something was wrong, she slowly moved away and sat on the sofa.
"you…"
"Don't talk." Yan Cheng squeezed out word by word.
She shrugged and continued her contemplation, just thinking about it, and her eyes ran to somewhere without being controlled.
Yan Cheng sat up from the sofa with a tense face, bent one leg and closed his eyes to calm down for two minutes, then stood up and was about to leave.
"It's too late, I'll leave first. I didn't think clearly and don't ask me again."
"Are you interested in me?" Zhong Jiuyin suddenly asked.
Yan Cheng kept walking, as if he didn't hear it.
She also said: "It's normal to fall in love with me, don't feel embarrassed. And you see, there must be many people who like me, but I kissed you, which is enough to show that I treat you very well."
Then Yan Cheng said coldly: "The narcissistic scumbag also expressed his sincerity to the ignorant girl when he cheated."
His hand was already on the door handle, but he didn't twist it, and he turned his head and looked at her with no expression.
Zhong Jiuyin understood that he was waiting for her to speak and try to keep him.
She really wanted to keep him. Yan Cheng was a man with great fishing skills. She was now in a state of being unsatisfied and did not want to let him go.
"I just moved here. It's so empty and I live in a very depressed place." She whined indirectly.
Yan Cheng didn't expect that she would do this trick. He pursed his lips, restrained the urge to speak, and twisted the door handle.
He wants a more direct and clear expression.
Zhong Jiuyin also felt his intention in a sympathetic way. Seeing him open the door and leaving at any time, he blurted out: "Hey, can you wait for me to think about it?"
"What do you think?" Yan Cheng turned around and asked.
"How can I be willing to establish a stable relationship without just enjoying the kissing service."
After saying that, she showed a regretful expression of "I will be cheated to do a loss-making business just because of my greed."
Yan Cheng endured it and then, but still couldn't help correcting her wrong perception: "Is it not to establish a relationship that provides kissing services and also give away other full sets of services? This is profit, not compensation."
Zhong Jiuyin was stunned: "It seems like it's ha. Then what kind of services can you provide me with for this trip?"
...The more I listen, the more I feel like recruiting customers in a certain service industry, and I also ask about the business scope.
He couldn't say it, and wanted to leave it all the time, but he felt a fire in his heart, which made his bones and skin uncomfortable. Every strand of consciousness was burned and pulled him back and let him
I can't take that step.
After a while, Yan Cheng threw the door up, strode over, pulled her up and pressed her on the back of the sofa and kissed her indiscriminately.
Zhong Jiuyin was shocked, as if he was burned by his confused breath, and turned his head and pressed his hands against both sides of his shoulders.
However, before he could push it away, his left hand was pulled from his shoulder to slide into the collar of his shirt, and the tip of his ring finger touched his trembling chest.
The skin there seemed to be a little hotter, and she couldn't help curling her fingers and raised her eyes to look at the face in front of her.
Yan Cheng closed his eyes, not knowing whether he was enduring the shame of self-recommendation or restraining the feeling of being touched, but in short, she failed to get a look at her, only seeing the slightly trembling eyelashes.
He is showing her what benefits he can provide to her if a long-term and stable relationship is established.
Probably, the handsome guy tastes it casually?
It is undeniable that Zhong Jiuyin was a little moved and looked inside openly.
Yan Cheng still didn't open his eyes, but stopped kissing, touching her lips, and asked in a low voice: "So, are you willing?"