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

Chapter 264
A strong wind blew outside, knocking against the glass windows of the hotel.

Yan Cheng held her wrist even tighter.

"In your observation, am I qualified?"

He could see her changing expression and attitude. From sudden indifference to friendliness, she must have made a judgment in her heart.

Zhong Jiuyin shook his hand, signaling him to relax, but Yan Cheng didn't follow suit, and stubbornly waited for an affirmative answer.

She had no choice but to say: "Yes, you are qualified. After testing, I think you are a smart person who can't talk nonsense."

"You can have fun secretly. Fortunately, I am not a person who gives up eating because of choking, and I have the courage to try, otherwise you will directly fail."

Yan Cheng smiled, grabbed her wrist and pulled her, causing her to stagger into between his knees.

"Thank you so much."

Then he got closer and asked in a soft voice, "But what do you have to dare to try?"

The thin lips opened and closed, and the arc of the raised head seemed to be carefully designed, and the voice was deliberately lowered, and the intention to seduce was so obvious that even a stick could be seen.

Of course, Zhong Jiuyin could see it better, thinking that this was the same as the return gift from the poor man who sold his body to bury his father on the side of the road. It was not very serious, but it hit her heart.

"Just talked about something serious and important, and need to try something a little more relaxing... You know?"

Yan Cheng lowered his eyes and unbuttoned his coat little by little.

She raised her eyebrows high, squeezed in front of the sofa, and stared at him closely.

But the coat stopped unbuttoning two-thirds of the way, and Yan Cheng's hand stretched out to the back of her neck, squeezed it lightly, pressed her down and kissed her.

As she said, after heavy and serious topics, some happy things are usually indulged to divert attention and relax the mood.

It was as if the gully drawn between the two had merged into a piece of land again, and the feelings that had been forced to separate from the two places before briefly broke through restraint and rushed over violently.

With his head raised and panting, he spit out his scattered rationality, leaving only the hot-headed entanglement.

They kissed inseparably, Yan Cheng's kiss changed from gentle to rough, as if he wanted to eat her.

Zhong Jiuyin's mind is like an overloaded electric appliance with too high temperature, every trace of waking up will be enveloped by the spreading heat, and he kisses his collarbone without knowing why, why he also pulls his clothes away, why he visits the new field...

Until Yan Cheng suddenly paused, raised his head, and asked her in a low voice: "What is that?"

He touched the unusual clothes.

Zhong Jiuyin reacted for a moment, pressed his hand through the clothes and said, "Didn't you say it's better to wear an extra tights for the show? I tried it, and it sure feels more secure to have one more." .”

Yan Cheng: "..."

Really shooting myself in the foot.

He closed his eyes, rested his forehead on her shoulder and took a few breaths.

"We still..."

"What?" She was taking off her coat and couldn't hear clearly.

Yan Cheng looked at the fair skin in front of him, then suddenly raised his head and moved away.

"...your clothes, put them on. Isn't it cold?"

The button-down knitted sweater was undone at some point, revealing the black tights with a big opening inside.

For the sake of beauty, the innermost clothes cannot be exposed, so the neckline is very large on the left and right, like a dance suit, revealing a large area of ​​skin at the collarbone.

Zhong Jiuyin raised her hand to tie up her hair and said, "It's not cold."

Yan Cheng: "...the clothes inside should always be neatly dressed."

Zhong Jiuyin: "Oh, I don't have it for now, please help me fix it."

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 or meet again after a few days apart, this action is too challenging.

After buttoning the second button, Yan Cheng couldn't bear it anymore, and couldn't even care about her untied hair, so he kissed her again.

Zhong Jiuyin's hair poured down, scattered on the shoulders and chests of the two of them, and soon a hand with well-defined knuckles passed through, and Yan Cheng pressed her head, kissing her heart and soul.

The button that was buttoned was undone again, along with the following ones, saying that someone who wanted to dress neatly violated the definition of neatness by himself.

Zhong Jiuyin felt as if he had been set on fire.

The temperature in the suite rose until a mobile phone rang, breaking the sticky weird sound and forcing the fire down.

She was still being kissed, squinting to see where the phone was placed, and then trembling slightly, Yan Cheng raised his head, panted and stretched his arms to get the phone.

"It's your manager." He said hoarsely, pressing the phone to her ear.

Zhong Jiuyin took a deep breath, and then said "Hello".

"Brother Qian?"

Qian Yu asked: "Have you guys finished talking? Ai Yuanyuan and the others are packing up and getting ready to go, you don't want to be late, you know that? There will be a delay of 15 minutes at most."

"Yeah," she replied lazily, glancing at Yan Cheng, "I'll be sure in 15 minutes."

Yan Cheng didn't say anything, and helped her button up her clothes.

The warmer she was dressed, the clearer her mind would be. Her sanity came back, and she also helped him pull up his clothes. She slid her hand from his shoulder to the side of his face, held it and kissed him again.

"I love so much."

Yan Cheng swallowed his throat: "What do you like?"

"you."

He smiled and said against her lips, "I like you too, too."

The relationship is really strange. When he gets along with Zhong Jiuyin, he is speechless and speechless most of the time, but along the way, the most steady and steady is liking.

The liking that can dominate his emotional changes will make him feel sick.

...

After packing up, the two of them went downstairs one after the other, and followed their respective management teams to the restaurant.

The director's bureau was in the restaurant next to the hotel, except for the five guests and the director, there was no one else.

In other words, they are all sensible people who know the inside story.So seeing the two of them entering the private room together, they didn't change their clothes, and no one asked much.

The person who reserved the seat was also a sensible person, the two of them sat next to each other, Yan Cheng pulled away the chair next to him and let Zhong Jiuyin sit down before taking his seat.

When everyone was present, the restaurant began to serve food.Before eating, the director raised his glass to give a speech.

The main content is to lament the experience of the program group and several of their guests in the past two months.

After talking a few words, I drank half a glass, and then the more I drank, the more excited I was, the more I talked, and I talked to each other separately. Now I was talking to Ai Yuanyuan, and I felt like I was going to cry.

Zhong Jiuyin was bored, so he ate two peanuts and sneaked to touch Yan Cheng's hand.

That hand was on her lap, so close to her, what else could it be if it wasn't for her to touch?She touched it decisively.

Yan Cheng pulled his hand away slightly, his eyes signaled that this occasion was not suitable for her.

The leader spoke at the top, and the two of them not only deserted, but also held hands and fell in love, which was very serious in nature.

Zhong Jiuyin was so focused on his hands that he didn't see his eyes.

Seeing him withdrawing his hand, he took advantage of the victorious pursuit to catch him, forcibly pinning his hand, and interlocking his fingers abruptly.

Just about to show a triumphant smile, Yuan Yi on the other side suddenly stood up, bowed his head and walked away.

She subconsciously looked over, and was about to half stand up to call someone to stop, but Yan Cheng's hand pressed her down instead.

"Where are you going?" He asked in a cool voice.

(End of this chapter)