After being on variety shows, I will draw big cakes for the actor

Although others can't understand what the number of tastings means, the person involved knows it very well.

The bet was exactly what Zhong Jiuyin wanted, and she was full of energy.

When it was announced that the time-limited game was over, and the snatching session hadn't been announced yet, she stood up and eagerly tried to face Yan Cheng.

"Come on, it's time for a showdown."

Yan Cheng became much calmer: "Everyone knows male and female, a duel is fine."

He also stood up slowly and pulled down his sleeves.

The weather is not hot, not cold, so the shirt he wears is quite thin, only the cuffs are double-layered, covering his wrist flatly. He buttoned the cuff button with one hand, covering the faint blue veins on his arm. Under the white shirt.

It's just that this behavior fell into the eyes of some people. It didn't look like someone who was going to a duel, but like someone who covered his body for fear of being taken advantage of by others.

Liang Zhi thought, his declaration should be called "Zhong Jiuyin, it doesn't matter if you win me, but you don't want to touch an inch of my skin"...

Oh my god, it's so scary, Liang Zhi hurriedly threw away these messy thoughts.

Ai Yuanyuan sat in the spectator seats, cheering for both sides excitedly, without favoritism at all, boasting together, and bowing fire together.

"Brother Yan Cheng, think about the humiliating treatment you received before, and her betrayal of you! Tear her up! Clear her up!"

"Zhong Jiuyin, show your strength, how did you deal with Brother Yan Cheng before, let's make persistent efforts this time!"

Zhong Jiuyin cupped his hands at her angrily.

Then he made a martial arts posture, and made a move to Yan Cheng with his palm: "Come."

Yan Cheng stood still, just staring at her.

The eyes of the two met. Although there were no harsh words or ferocious expressions, there was a turbulent atmosphere.

The three onlookers watched silently, Yuan Yi didn't know what he was thinking, and he was a little wandering, his eyes fell on them in vain but without focus.

Liang Zhi's expression was difficult to observe, and he pushed his glasses from time to time to cover his eyes.

Only Ai Yuanyuan was still full of passion, looking around, looking forward to the two masters tearing each other up, and then she could be the top three.

At this time, the dueling two finally started to fight.

It was Zhong Jiuyin who made the first move. She swooped like an eagle, and she was very fast. She rushed over and tried to grab Yan Cheng's shoulder.

But Yan Cheng had a natural advantage, his arms were longer than hers, and he grabbed both of her arms in an instant while backing away.

Neither of them can free their hands to tear each other up. You raise your hand and I press it, and I raise your hand and you press it. The hands move back and forth. In the eyes of onlookers, it is basically equivalent to dancing a mechanical dance, with a touch of Mongolian. The meaning of wrestling.

Liang Zhi really wants to say: Can you stop holding hands in disguise, with so many cameras facing each other, will you really not feel guilty?

He panicked just by glancing at so many shots.

Zhong Jiuyin made a round of probing, and roughly understood Yan Cheng's determination and strength to tear each other apart, and instantly broke free from Yan Cheng's shackles. In the blink of an eye, the two separated by two or three meters, and stood facing each other again.

Influenced by her past career, she was a little excited when she met an evenly matched opponent.

She raised her hand and tied her high ponytail tightly, bent her waist slightly, lowered her eyebrows and stared at the gold coin sticker on Yan Cheng's body, her face was full of ambition.

"I'm going to start."

Yan Cheng was uncontrollably attracted by her appearance.

Very impactful.

The word impact is a bomb-level description in his ordinary aesthetic career, like throwing a big stone in the center of a lake, and the splash can splash his whole body.

As raw and wild as her kiss was, it was hard for him to ignore.

"Are you still distracted?" Zhong Jiuyin rushed over again, hitting him like a shell.

The speed was too fast, and she had no intention of braking at all. When Yan Cheng raised his hand to stop her, he couldn't grab her arm like he did just now.

Because my arm was in the extremely shortened distance, and I couldn't stretch it out to exert force at all.

Zhong Jiuyin was able to pre-emptively hold down his arm, her eyes turned around on his exposed collarbone, and without a word, she freed up a hand to grab the sticker on his shoulder.

It's okay to be quickly stopped by Yan Cheng, she added it with the other hand.

The movement was too fast, and the strength could not be restrained. They came and stopped and grabbed each other, and the sound of slapping on the arm was like a slap in the face.

Ai Yuanyuan and the others showed gritty expressions when they heard the crackling.

"I feel that Zhong Jiuyin's slap on the back of Brother Yan Cheng's hand stunned him."

It belongs to the level that can pat mosquitoes into pancakes.

Yuan Yi woke up from his mind-wandering state, looked at it anxiously, and said, "Sister Yin doesn't let go of water at all. Didn't she go to any martial arts club to train before she appeared on the show?"

"Hey!" Liang Zhi suddenly called out, "Grab the gold coin and post it!"

Zhong Jiuyin grabbed Yan Cheng's shoulder sticker, and Yan Cheng reached out with his long arm and touched the sticker on her back.

To tear, you have to get close.To tear off the sticker on the back, you have to get very close.

What's more, Zhong Jiuyin was just in front of him and climbed onto his shoulders. Their posture was like a couple embracing, one shyly buried her head, and the other hugged domineeringly.

But just for a moment, Zhong Jiuyin sensed something was wrong, turned sideways in the direction of Yan Cheng's force, and instantly stood side by side with him, Yan Cheng failed to succeed.

But she still greedily grabbed the sticker on Yan Cheng's shoulder and didn't put it down, so when she turned around, the clothes on Yan Cheng's left shoulder were suddenly pulled to the right, causing everyone to stagger.

The inner skirt tucked into the belt was pulled open, revealing a tight side waist, which was very eye-catching against the black belt.

Liang Zhi: "...Mei, scored twice."

Ai Yuanyuan's eyes lit up, and she yelled in a low voice: "Have abdominal muscles!"

Yuan Yi didn't comment. He stared at Zhong Jiuyin and turned his head following her movements.

"Brother Yan Cheng put his hand behind Sister Yin's back again, the same posture as in the last episode!"

Then she opened her eyes wide and turned up the volume: "She hid, and she still hasn't given up on that shoulder sticker! Wow! Tear it off! Tear it off! Sister Yin tore off Brother Yan Cheng's shoulder sticker!"

He stood up and shouted, "Sister Yin, you are amazing!"

Zhong Jiuyin tore off the shoulder sticker and ran away five or six meters, holding the gold coin sticker between his fingers and holding it high, whistling at Yuan Yi.

"I! Awesome!"

Her eyes were bright, and she held the trophy like a young and famous victorious king in the arena.

Even if she is so self-proclaimed, she is not annoying at all. No one can hate her who is so high-spirited.

She seemed to be born with a layer of uncontaminated bright colors than others.

Yan Cheng also looked at her, and didn't plan to tuck his clothes back, so he just rushed towards her.

In the first three episodes of the program, Yan Cheng rarely took the initiative to provoke others, except that the stickers were not enough and he was on the verge of being eliminated, so he would catch Liang Zhi and them by surprise to fill his own blank stickers.

So this initiative, Ai Yuanyuan and the others screamed.

"Brother Yan Cheng is going to exert his strength!"

"Zhong Jiuyin used the trick of squatting down quickly to avoid being caught from behind!"

"But Brother Yan Cheng didn't let go! He...he pressed Zhong Jiuyin to the ground?!"