A strong wind blew outside, causing the hotel's glass window to vibrate.
Yan Cheng held her wrist tighter.
"In your observation, am I qualified?"
He saw her changing expression and attitude. She must have made a judgment in her heart when she returned from sudden indifference to friendship.
Zhong Jiuyin shook his hand and signaled him to let go, but Yan Cheng did not do as he did, and stubbornly waited for a positive answer.
She had no choice but to say, "Yes, I'm qualified. After testing, I think you are a smart person who can't talk nonsense."
"Just just have fun. Fortunately, I am not a person who is slaughtered by choking and I am brave enough to try, otherwise you will be unqualified."
Yan Cheng smiled, held her wrist and pulled it, causing her to stagger into his knees.
"That's really thankful."
Then he got closer and asked softly, "But what do you have to try?"
The thin lips opened and closed, and the curve of the head looked up seemed to be carefully designed, and the sound was deliberately lowered. The intention of deliberate seduction was obvious so that the hammer could see.
Of course, Zhong Jiuyin could see it even more. She thought that this was the same as the gift given by the other party after helping the poor man who was selling himself to bury his father on the roadside. It was not very serious, but it was exactly what she wanted.
"I just talked about serious and important things, and I need to try something that can relax...you know?"
Yan Cheng lowered his eyes and unbuttoned his coat little by little.
She raised her brows high, squeezed into the sofa, and leaned closer to stare at his movements.
But the coat was untied to two-thirds and stopped. Yan Cheng reached out to the back of her neck again, pinched her gently, pressed her down and kissed her.
As she said, after heavy and serious topics, they usually indulge in some happy things to divert attention and relax.
It seemed as if the gully drawn between the two people had formed another piece of land. The relationship that had been forced to separate from each other for a short time had broken through restraint and rushed over.
The breath of breathing raised his head and vomited out the reason, leaving only the entanglement of the fever of his mind.
They were so close that they could not stand apart, and Yan Cheng's kiss went from gentleness to roughness, as if he wanted to eat her.
Zhong Jiuyin's mind was like an overloaded electrical appliance with too high temperature. Every trace of awakening would be wrapped in the spreading heat. She had no idea why she kissed her collarbone, and even pulled her clothes open, so why did she come to the new one.
The field is...
Until Yan Cheng suddenly paused, raised his head, and asked her in a low voice: "What is that?"
His hand touched an unusual dress.
Zhong Jiuyin also reacted and held his hand through the clothes and said, "Didn't you say it's best to wear one more piece on the show? I tried it, and it's true that one more piece is more secure.
.”
Yan Cheng: "..."
It's really shooting myself in the foot.
He closed his eyes, put his forehead against her shoulder and gasped for two breaths.
“We still…”
"What?" She was taking off her coat and didn't hear it clearly.
Yan Cheng looked at the fair skin in front of him and suddenly raised his head to stay away.
"…Your clothes are well worn. Isn't it cold?"
The full button sweater was opened a little at some point, revealing the black tights with a large opening inside.
For the sake of beauty, the innermost clothes cannot be exposed, so the collar is very large on the left, front and back, just like a dance uniform, exposing a large area of skin on the collarbone.
Zhong Jiuyin raised her hand and tied her hair up, saying, "It's not cold."
Yan Cheng: "...the clothes inside must be worn neatly."
Zhong Jiuyin: "Oh, I don't have any hands for the time being, please help me."
Yan Cheng wanted to refuse, but after a pause, his fingers still pinched the small black button.
For couples who have just solved a relationship difficulty but meet again after a few days apart, this action is too testable.
Yan Cheng couldn't help but hold the second button. He didn't even tie her hair up and kissed her again.
Zhong Jiuyin's hair poured down, scattered on the shoulders and chests of the two people. Soon, a palm with distinct joints passed by. Yan Cheng pressed her head and kissed her heart and made people feel rippling.
The button was unbuttoned again, and along with the following few, someone who said he wanted to wear clothes neatly violated the definition of neatness by himself.
Zhong Jiuyin felt like she was ignited by fire.
The temperature in the suite rose until a cell phone ringtone rang, breaking the sticky and weird sound and forcibly lowering the fire.
She was still kissed, and looked at the place where the phone was placed, and then shook slightly. Yan Cheng raised his head, panted and stretched his arms to get the phone.
"It's your agent." He said hoarsely, pressing the phone to her ear.
Zhong Jiuyin took a deep breath and then "heat".
"Brother Qian?"
Qian Yu asked: "Have you finished the talk? Ai Yuanyuan and the others are packing up and ready to go. You may not be late, do you know? It will take fifteen minutes at most."
"Yeah," she replied lazily, glanced at Yan Cheng, "It will definitely be down in fifteen minutes."
Yan Cheng said nothing, so he helped her fasten her clothes.
The warmer she was in the dress, the clearer her mind became. Her reason was restored and she helped him pull his clothes. She slid her hands from his shoulder to his side, holding them and kissing them.
"I love so much."
Yan Cheng swallowed his throat: "What do you like?"
"you."
He smiled and pressed his lips on his face and said, "I like you too."
The relationship is really strange. When he is with Zhong Jiuyin, he is mostly speechless and speechless, but along the way, he likes the most steadily.
Likes that can dominate his emotional changes will make him feel sick.
…
After packing up, the two of them went downstairs one after another, followed their respective teams of agents and walked towards the restaurant.
The director saved the game in the restaurant next to the hotel, and there was no one else except the five guests and the director.
In other words, they are all wise people who understand the inside story. So when they saw them entering the private room together, they didn’t change their clothes, and no one asked much.
The person who left the seat was also aware of it. Their seats were next to each other. Yan Cheng pulled away the chair next to him and asked Zhong Jiuyin to sit down before he sat down.
Everyone arrived and the restaurant started serving. Before eating, the director raised his glass to make a speech.
The main content is to express the experiences of the program team and their guests over the past two months.
I took half a cup of me and then I became more and more excited as I drank, and I talked more and more. I also talked one by one. Now I was talking to Ai Yuanyuan and felt like I was about to cry.
Zhong Jiuyin was bored when she heard it. She ate two peanuts and sneaked into Yan Cheng's hand.
Then he put his hand on his legs, so close to her, what else could he do if he wasn't touched? She touched it decisively.
Yan Cheng pulled his hand slightly, and his eyes signaled that this occasion was not suitable.
The leader spoke on it, and they not only drifted away but also fell in love with each other, which was very serious.
Zhong Jiuyin's attention was all in his hands and he didn't see his eyes.
Seeing him shrinking his hand, he took advantage of the victory to catch him, forcibly pressed his hand, and his fingers were intertwined with him.
Just as he was about to show a winning smile, Yuan Yi on the other side suddenly stood up and walked away with his head down.
She looked over subconsciously and was about to get up and call someone, but Yan Cheng's hand turned around and suppressed her.