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

Chapter 32
It's a pity that Zhong Jiuyin was staring at Liang Zhi and didn't notice him.

Liang Zhi actually carried two packs of small paper with him, wiped his forehead and nose tip, took off his glasses and wiped the mirror holders, meticulously and conscientiously.

Then rub the neck, collarbone.

She looked all the way down and saw that he was holding the tissue paper to rest on the collarbone, and urged: "Why don't you continue to wipe?"

Liang Zhi blushed, his eyes accusing: "You are staring at me..."

That sight is going to pierce the fabric!

Zhong Jiuyin turned her head resentfully: "What's there to be embarrassed about, just wipe it off, I won't read it."

I think she was in a group of male colleagues who killed thousands of knives back then, she didn't see anything, she just wiped off her sweat.

Seeing her turn around, Liang Zhi was not at ease, and pulled Yuan Yi to sit between them, then turned sideways, and vigilantly opened his clothes to wipe the sweat on his back.

Zhong Jiuyin had nothing to look at, her eyes wandered around and fell on Yan Cheng who was striding back.

The entertainment industry in this world is really a good organization, looking for good-looking people for the public to appreciate.

The key point is that both men and women can see it. They are so ugly that women appreciate men and still get gossip.Of course, excluding her, whoever made irresponsible remarks to her would be able to sneak in the door late at night and click him.

"There is a place in front where there are many staff members, it should be there." Yan Cheng walked back and said.

Zhong Jiuyin stood up on her knees and gave instructions to move forward: "Let's go then."

Yuan Yi said that he didn't see any cars, so he could only move forward with his legs swinging.

But Wang Shan broke her leg. The place is too big, and she can see it not far from a high place, but it took a lot of time to walk, and she began to feel a little uncomfortable in her feet.

Like a person who has not exercised for a long time and suddenly walks a long distance, the feet and shoes, the ankle and the edge of the trousers all have an unbearable friction feeling, and the slight pain is very strong.

It's not strong, it's just awkward, which makes people's expectations and excitement for this trip drop by half.

Yuan Yi quickly sensed her emotions from her slight reaction, and approached her in a low voice as before, "Sister Yin, what's the matter? Are your legs tired?"

She pursed her lips and shook her head.

Speaking of this weak body, it really hurt her face as a martial arts genius.

However, Yuan Yi hesitated and walked a certain distance, then ran out suddenly, pulled the staff beside the camera and asked if there was any scooter.

In the end, I really pestered the program team to borrow a sightseeing car. Counting the serious overload preparation, five people could get on it.

Yuan Yi was driving, and the two girls were sitting in the back, Yan Cheng and Liang Zhi hung on the two sides.

Zhong Jiuyin tilted Erlang's legs to reduce the floor space, and the raised calf was just a tiny bit away from Yan Cheng's thigh.

She didn't pay attention to these small places, she didn't feel it at all, she was laying her arms open on the backrest, her hands were hanging on Ai Yuanyuan's shoulders, and the bandit leader was embracing left and right.

Holding someone in his arms, and turning his head to talk to Yuan Yi who was driving, life is very interesting.

Yan Cheng swept over her swaying feet, shifting his gaze to look at the road ahead.

There was wind when the car was driving, he relaxed and closed his eyes, the heat from his whole body was taken away, the ends of black broken hair gently brushed against his brows, bringing a little comfortable itching.

It was the itch like a superficial itch that seemed to be spreading along the nerves, and soon there was a similar feeling in the abdomen.

Yan Cheng opened his eyes and looked down.

Zhong Jiuyin turned her head to talk to Yuan Yi, the back of her head was facing him, her high ponytail was blown wildly by the wind.

They were so close that the fluttering hair brushed against his belly.

She seems to like this simple hairstyle. She has always had a high ponytail since we met, and it was also the same in the last video. It is different from other female stars who are used to doing hairstyles.

And her hair is the same as hers, as if she has a chic chivalry.

Yan Cheng brushed those two strands of hair away calmly, turned his body slightly, and kept as far away from her as possible.

Soon, the place where photographers gathered together arrived.

In the open space outside the children's bumper car project, a group of people had two extended machines that looked like pesticide sprayers above their heads.

The staff who operated that thing had a wrinkled smile on their faces, and they knew at a glance that something bad would happen later.

Ai Yuanyuan jumped out of the car and eagerly urged the progress.

"Hurry up, hurry up, we've already wasted a long time in one hour! Hurry up, brother Yan Cheng, you almost collapsed without eating or drinking."

Yan Cheng prepares to perform, and Yuan Yi prepares to pretend to be a mouse spirit and "watch indifferently" as the story unfolds.

Needless to say, Liang Zhi, the godfather of Xiannan will not show up in time, and his current status is a staff assistant.

With Zhong Jiuyin standing in the middle, he slowly raised his hand and asked, "Don't worry, vicious step-sister, shouldn't I do it?"

When there was a hailstorm and Yan Cheng fell, she rushed forward to show her strong and powerful arms, and after pulling reluctantly, she picked him up horizontally and led him to the first door of a happy life as if death was at home.

But this vicious step-sister was almost halfway through her work, anxious about what she was anxious about and what she was excited about, she almost rushed up to help Yan Cheng up and started talking about you and me.

Ai Yuanyuan: "Huh? I'm not in a hurry. I'm helping you arrange the stage moves."

What do you need to move?Go around the field for a circle, then hold the person and slide away in a zigzag pattern until Yan Cheng is thrown out?

Zhong Jiuyin groaned, chose a good place to stand, folded her arms and waited for Yan Cheng to perform.

The next second, a melodious and sad background music came from behind her buttocks.

Zhong Jiuyin: "..."

Those who didn't know thought that her ass sang folk songs.

She silently stepped aside and squatted beside Yuan Yi.

Yan Cheng very smoothly and naturally showed the state of the prince suffering from hunger and cold, trembling all over and about to collapse. Yuan Yi watched it very seriously, probably learning this mode of acting.

Zhong Jiuyin was admiring the prince's figure boredly.

Yan Cheng was a little thin, his collarbone was shrinking when he trembled, his shoulder blades protruded slightly after he knelt down, and under the dark black sleeve shirt, he looked like a butterfly wing that was gathering strength to spread.

It's okay, it's kind of attractive.

At this time, the two machines above the head suddenly turned on, spraying down bursts of fine water, and the staff threw paper balls into the middle, shouting: "Hail is falling!"

A group of people threw paper balls, and Yan Cheng subconsciously closed his eyes and curled up.

From the perspective of visual effects alone, it has a stronger sense of presence than real hailstones. It would be better if these "hailstones" were not smashed horizontally.

...is true and false.

But in the "romantic hailstorm" flying all over the sky, Zhong Jiuyin noticed a little detail.

The water sprayed above his head gradually drenched Yan Cheng's body.

Wet hair, wet clothes, and Adam's apple and collarbone that were soaked when he fell on his back...

Her eyes widened a little.

That's right, that's it, once you get wet, the attraction is doubled.

The program group is really not a serious organization.

"Sister Yin, it's your turn, why are you in a daze?" Yuan Yi pushed her.

"It's my turn?" Zhong Jiuyin stood up and straightened her hair and clothes, then ran towards Yan Cheng in the rain regardless.

"Prince, here I come!"

To Yan Cheng's ears, these words were more like - the overbearing school grass, the master is here!Just grab it and let me love it!

(End of this chapter)