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

Chapter 97 Hot and Soft Lips
She had just finished vowing to hold the original cake, and Yan Cheng looked at her from afar.

The debate between him and Ai Yuanyuan was over, Zhong Jiuyin didn't pay attention to their conversation, he didn't know who said who won.

She couldn't tell from Yan Cheng's bland expression, but she had some meaning in the way she stared at her.

Is it because her ears are too sharp, and she is unhappy when she hears that she and Yuan Yi are discussing an alliance to deal with him?
Really, his seemingly indifferent expression, the more he looked at it, the more he looked sullen after sharing candy with others.

"Are you finished?" Zhong Jiuyin asked him, and then looked at Ai Yuanyuan, "Let's sum up, have you cleared up the chef's suspicion?"

Ai Yuanyuan: "No. What are you talking about?"

Zhong Jiuyin bumped Yuan Yi with his elbow, motioning for him to answer.

They stood close, and Yuan Yi was very obedient, doing whatever they asked them to do, and they seemed to get along very harmoniously and naturally.

Yan Cheng withdrew his gaze, adjusted his cuffs with downcast eyes, patted the non-existent dust, and then at the moment of lowering his eyebrows, his thin lips pursed slightly for a while.

After Yuan Yi made up and answered Ai Yuanyuan's words, they joked a few more words later, and they added the content of "suspecting that there was blood in the restaurant" to start the next stage of the plot.

"The chef's lingering words and the reaction of changing faces made everyone nervous. I didn't smell anything when I came in just now, but now that I'm talking about it, I always feel that there is indeed a special and strange smell lingering at the tip of my nose."

"The chef frowned tightly, using his keen sense of smell, carefully walked up and down in the restaurant, and finally stopped at a place. The writer approached with a candle, and the candlelight illuminated that spot, and there was a striking pattern on the intricately patterned carpet. A pool of blood."

It can be seen from here that the plot is coherent, which shows that Yan Cheng's content is supplemented very accurately.

Then the describer speeded up his speech, and his voice quickly lowered into a breathy tone, imitating the voice of a girl who is afraid.

"The writer was startled, and took a few steps back. The candlestick in her hand almost fell on her body. She was startled and terrified. She lowered her voice and panicked and said, 'Blood! Blood! I heard it right, someone was calling for help just now! Definitely Something terrible happened, someone was killed! Killed!'”

"I was scared when I saw the pool of blood, and then I was agitated by her irritating words, and everyone panicked. The musician was behind the writer, and was almost poked by the wobbly candlestick in her hand. Candle tears dripped on the back of his hand , so hot that he let out an 'ah' sound."

"The painter was startled by his scream, and was about to scream. At this moment, a hand was stretched out from behind and tightly covered her mouth."

"'Don't yell! What if that person hasn't gone far?' It was the chef, he lowered his voice gravely, and then told them, 'It looks like something must have happened on the cruise ship, we can't stay in this place for long. Quiet Detour to the ballroom, quietly, you know?'"

"Everyone nodded in shock. The painter wanted to say something, but the chef covered half of her face with a big palm. She couldn't even breathe, so she could only bow her neck and nod. Eyes dim, even if the chef's hair is rubbed in a mess, the swan with its head upturned and neck-throwing is still amazingly beautiful under the flickering candlelight."

"The musician looked straight at him again, and was very dissatisfied with the chef's rude and rude behavior, but before he stepped forward to say anything, the proud dancer pulled the chef's hand away with a gloomy face. He rudely pulled the painter to his side, grabbed a knife and pointed it at the chef..."

Really informative paragraphs of description.

Zhong Jiuyin's eyes lit up, and Liang Zhi's eyelids twitched.

Zhong Jiuyin was very satisfied with the treatment of stunning beauties and the lengthy description of her beauty, and she actively cooperated with the restoration of the plot.

He walked up to Yan Cheng and turned his back to him, signaling that she could cover her mouth after she finished speaking a few sentences.

Those two sentences were addressed to Liang Zhi: "Think carefully about how you want to supplement this plot. It is reasonable and logical, and follows human instinct."

The task of the previous period required her to be very handy, and Liang Zhi was even more nervous with a few words of grunt.

After she finished speaking, she turned her head and raised her chin towards Yan Cheng, meaning "Come on, I'm ready".

There was no embarrassment about being close to each other, but the feeling of a Liangshan hero coming to press for debts, which made Yan Cheng think of four words: Da Ma Jin Dao.

He is bolder than him.

Yan Cheng was a head taller than her, and because Zhong Jiuyin was standing with his back facing him, he could only see the top of her hair and the back of her delicate white neck when he lowered his eyes.

To cover your mouth, you can only touch it by feeling.

Unless, like a foolish parrot, you poke your head out to see people's lips and noses, and then cover them.

That's too strange, the two people will still be too close, like holding hands, necks intertwined...

"What are you still doing in a daze?" Zhong Jiuyin didn't wait for Yan Cheng's movement, and turned his head to ask him strangely.

"No." Yan Cheng replied with these two words, and then covered her lips with his palm.

It's done in one go, it's not like he just analyzed a lot of theoretical knowledge and worried about it.

Very good, this shows that he has made movies for so many years, and has taken so many poses covering his mouth behind his back, and he has not lost his basic skills.

It's just that these chaotic thoughts were quickly shattered by the soft touch of the palm.

Yan Cheng intentionally avoided being in close contact with Zhong Jiuyin, so he chose to lean his body and take a step back, using the length of his arms to replace the wide gap between the two people's chests and backs.

This angle is also just right for the camera to capture the safe distance between them, although the pose looks a bit strange.

Just take this into consideration, and don't take into account the other--

His palm was pressed too hard and touched Zhong Jiuyin's lips.

Before this, Yan Cheng had never explored the temperature of a person's lips, it might be warm or cold, he didn't care.

Anyway, there are already standard answers to this little knowledge point, and whether you know it or not has no impact on your life.

But now he realized that his lips were hot and incredibly soft.

The tiger's mouth was fluttered by her breath, like being stung slightly by cat fur.

Then Yan Cheng suddenly woke up like a person who was so sleepy that he deserted, his heartbeat quickened for a moment, his hand wanted to withdraw but he controlled it, he just arched his palm a little, letting his palm leave the hot softness.

Zhong Jiuyin didn't know anything about what he was thinking about.

She is trying her best to perform the pose of a beautiful swan, her eyes are clouded with tears and she can't think of a good way, so she can only express it by messing up her hair.

But, if you don't grab a hand, you really don't know that Yan Cheng is standing so far away, and there is a ton of silence between them.

If she hadn't stretched out her hand to test it just now, but leaned back directly, then she should be falling down along Yan Cheng's chest and abdominal muscles now, and her hair could be messed up, even if she was struck by lightning.

"What are you doing standing so far away?" She turned around and asked again.

Is it because we are so far away that we are afraid of bumping into her a little more? Then how do we mess up her hair?

By air friction?
(End of this chapter)