The next day, when Sister Xu heard that Zhong Jiuyin was about to come, she showed a surprised expression.
"No, I've been interrupted by my elders. I'll make up for it today?"
Yan Cheng seemed to be unable to see her surprise, quietly packed up his things and said lightly: "She said she wanted to come and give it to me."
"Is that true?" Sister Xu was skeptical about this. Zhong Jiuyin didn't look like a sticky person.
They are filming abroad, not settling abroad, and they will come back in a few days. There is no need to be so reluctant to leave.
After Yan Cheng said that, he had nothing to say. He packed his own things and carefully wiped the small items that needed to be wiped.
Sister Xu looked at her for a few more times and found that he had cleaned the desk lamp that he had used for many years, and his curved curves were smooth, and his patience was surprisingly patient.
I look so happy.
Sister Xu showed such an expression and said that Zhong Jiuyin wanted to come and see him off, but it seemed that Zhong Jiuyin couldn't bear to leave him, but in fact he couldn't bear to leave him.
She saw through and said nothing, but did the preparations and planned to leave.
Unexpectedly, Zhong Jiuyin happened to come to the door at this time.
As soon as the door opened, the people outside pressed Yan Cheng and gave a warm kiss on the door panel.
With a slap, the sound was so loud that Sister Xu could hear it clearly.
...She is a little convinced that Zhong Jiuyin really can't bear to part with Yan Cheng. He is so passionate about this sound.
Zhong Jiuyin saw Sister Xu was there after kissing her. She paused for two seconds and said hello as if nothing had happened.
"Hello Sister Xu."
Sister Xu glanced at Yan Cheng, and his face still had the indifferent expression, as if the person who was being held on his face was not him.
It turns out that their relationship is like this, which is really unexpected.
"You're here," Sister Xu left tactfully, "Then you can do whatever you want, I'll leave first. That, Yan Cheng, don't be photographed."
"Yeah." Yan Chengshou had already brought the door handle and was ready to close the door when she was ready to go out.
Sister Xu left in disappointment.
As soon as she left, the two of them got entangled together.
Yan Cheng's hand was still closing the door, and his other hand hugged her waist along Zhong Jiuyin's movements.
When it was so close that it was hard to part with it, doubts flashed through Yan Cheng's mind.
Will normal couples have such intense kisses?
Is it normal for a passionate relationship that can only be quenched by someone just now and they have not planned to move forward, and they only stay in the kissing stage. Is it normal for the intense relationship of thirst with lips on their lips?
He opened his eyes to Zhong Jiuyin and faced her bright eyes.
People don’t have as much emotional analysis as he can. If you kiss me, you may not think about life even if you kiss me enough.
It is like a head animal, and there is nothing else in life except to meet your own survival needs.
Zhong Jiuyin didn't know what he was complaining about. She liked to see Yan Cheng's trembling eyelashes, and basically kept her eyes open when kissing.
After kissing her thirst, Zhong Jiuyin let go of him and touched his lips with the things she held in her hand.
“Hot red wine is delicious.”
She bought it with an old couple on the way. When she saw a lot of fruits cooked inside, she thought it was quite interesting and wanted to buy it for Yan Cheng to try it.
The goods are not expensive and the packaging is simple, but she didn't pay attention to these things, just wanted him to taste the drinks he thought were delicious.
Yan Cheng looked at her and drank with her hand.
It was already quite cold in November. I took a sip of hot red wine and warmed my throat to my limbs.
His heart was also soft as if it was warmed by hot red wine, and the complaint just now disappeared in an instant.
Zhong Jiuyin is a unique person and it is difficult for people to not love, he thought.
From the first day she met on the show, she has never treated him or Ai Yuanyuan differently because of her status, fame, or current situation.
He is not even cautious because of his lowest fame, and is open to everyone.
It is easy to see if you compare it. Although Ai Yuanyuan is trying hard to perform, she is still afraid of saying the wrong thing when facing him. She is more willing to team up with Yuan Yi and the others, as if she can only make herself feel safe if she is in the same situation.
Zhong Jiuyin is different. She is really like a straightforward and chic person. She doesn’t need to join forces to increase her sense of security. Similarly, she doesn’t need to package gorgeous and expensive things to express her like.
She never showed a swaying, inferior and restrained attitude, and she expressed her feelings bluntly and enthusiastically. She probably dared to make an appointment with her for life as a grassland flying eagle...
Why is he pua himself again? Yan Cheng closed his eyes and calmed down his slightly accelerated heartbeat.
"Why do you think of buying this?" he asked.
Seeing that he finished drinking, Zhong Jiuyin took a few more sips and said, "I heard it tastes very good, so I bought it and try it. Didn't you say you can't come to your house empty-handed when you are on a date?"
"Buy it for me or for myself?"
Zhong Jiuyin glanced at him: "Is there any difference? I can't drink what I bought for you?"
Yan Cheng seemed to feel that his question was inexplicably asked and frowned.
She pressed her fingers on his forehead.
"I've wanted to say it a long time ago. Every time you frown, it's like... like that. I think about it, like Xizi holding his heart and the beauty frowning."
Yan Cheng: "...If you don't know how to use metaphors, don't use them."
She shrugged, gave him the hot red wine, and looked at the packed luggage in the living room.
"When will you leave tomorrow?"
"Why, are you going to send me?"
"You're thinking too much."
“…Nine o’clock.”
Zhong Jiuyin nodded and expressed her understanding: "Then let me say that I will go all the way first."
Yan Cheng: "I'm not going to die, I don't need it."
But when it comes to this joke, he thinks of her mother again.
"Auntie wants to live and take care of you?"
"You said Ms. Zhong Yan, no, I don't need anyone to take care of you." Zhong Jiuyin found a place to sit down.
Yan Cheng paused and asked in a low voice: "You don't have a good relationship?"
"It's okay, it's normal relationship." She skipped it all over and waved to him.
"Come here and I'll tell you something."
Yan Cheng walked over: "What... well..."
Zhong Jiuyin hooked his neck and leaned back, dragging him down like he was tearing a gold coin sticker on the show, then turned over flexibly, lay on him, and felt it.
"It's really a bit comfortable. I couldn't sleep last night. I recalled the feeling of lying on you when I was tired of tearing me up before, it was pretty good."
She pinched her fists and rested under her chin, lay down and raised her head to talk to him, her eyes squeezing.
Yan Cheng couldn't stand it. He stuck his hands under her armpits and dragged her up suddenly. His eyes were facing each other, and he said softly:
"Didn't you think about kissing all night?"
That means, I'm here, dear.
They are just abnormal, they are about to burst into kisses like this.
Zhong Jiuyin kissed him happily and held his face with his hands.
The scar on his wrist rubbed against his jaw, and in a flash, Yan Cheng suddenly remembered something was wrong.
He just analyzed that Zhong Jiuyin is a person who is very strong inside and does not need others to give her a sense of security, which is completely opposite to her previous situation.
He has recently read some books about patients with depression, how can people who are so depressed that they commit suicide become so different in just a few months.
It’s different, just like Zhong Jiuyin in the past and Zhong Jiuyin in the present are torn apart.