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

The sudden approach made Yan Cheng stunned, and did not immediately distance himself.

It wasn't until the waiter heard the sound that he came to help, that he withdrew calmly, supported Zhong Jiuyin to stand firm, and reached out to pick up the cup as if nothing happened.

The waiter straightened the table, looked at the two of them vaguely, and asked Yan Cheng tentatively: "Miss Zhong doesn't look well, is there anything I can do to help?"

Yan Cheng shook his head, sent him away with a few words, and looked at Zhong Jiuyin again.

She had already leaned against the flower wall, the drunken blush was not visible on her face, but it could be seen that she had drunk too much, her posture was lazy, and her eyes were fixed on him.

Go straight...

The subtle atmosphere just now spread again, like throwing a stone in the center of the lake, destroying the calm of the lake, the ripples expanded round by round, and the ripples were obvious and lasting.

The lake is above the chest.

Perhaps only on the chest of one of them.

Yan Cheng stared back, and after a while he asked indifferently: "What are you doing looking at me? Go back to the private room when you sober up."

Zhong Jiuyin said lazily, "No hurry. Come here."

Yan Cheng didn't move: "What are you doing?"

There are only three or five steps between them, so it is impossible to talk about coming over, no matter how close they are, the proper distance will be broken.

Zhong Jiuyin didn't intend to spend any effort to explain, but just raised his chin and asked him to "come here" again.

Stalemate only works on sober people. After talking about it a few times, it was Yan Cheng who took the initiative to approach in the end.

"What else do you have to say..."

The voice suddenly stopped in the middle, his pupils constricted, and he froze in place.

Zhong Jiuyin grabbed his hand.

The fingertips still rubbed the inside of his wrist twice, and the light touch slid across the two tendons, bringing a slight tingling sensation.

"You don't have a wound," she showed her wrist, and put it side by side with his wrist. She studied it for a few seconds with flustered eyes, and concluded, "It's good-looking, but it's not as distinctive as mine."

Yan Cheng's body slowly relaxed from the tense state, but his tone was still a bit cold: "You are the most distinctive. Relax."

"What's the hurry? What's the matter with touching it twice?" She looked at him like a cheapskate, plucked the hair on the tiger's buttocks, and stroked it again.

After touching it, hold on tight, before Yan Cheng got angry, her expression became a little more serious, and she dragged him to a further corner.

"Come here and let me tell you something."

"...Relax, tell my manager if you have something serious to do." Let alone something serious.

Zhong Jiuyin didn't let go, pulled and shrugged, and dragged him into a small corner.

That is the space at the end of the terrace, which is used for the outdoor unit of the air conditioner. The branches of the flower wall hang down to block the entrance. It is the careful arrangement of the people in the clubhouse to make the whole terrace look harmonious and beautiful.

I didn't expect someone to take advantage of this space to do things.

Zhong Jiuyin pulled Yan Cheng tightly into the corner, seeing that his back was still exposed outside the flower wall, he would definitely be seen by others, and hooked his waist with his left hand.

Very smoothly, I felt that the strong waist under the casual clothes was thinner than the visual effect, and I opened my eyes slightly, looking at him appreciatively.

Yan Cheng controlled it so that he didn't stagger and bump into her, his face was already very ugly,
There is something unspeakable, the psychology has been traumatized, and all the reasons for interceding for her have been left behind.

"Do you know what you are doing? Playing drunk?" A storm was brewing in his cold tone.

The jerking movements, the straight eyes, the inexplicable dark corners, it's too much to use against a man he doesn't know well.

He also thought that only lowly men would use the excuse of being drunk to do some shameless things.

What's more, they didn't have any reason to be ambiguous at all, so she was harassment.

Even he couldn't tell whether she was drunk or not.

Her speech and actions were considered normal before, and she still remembered to keep the name of the person who harmed her a secret from him.Now it's like this again, maybe it's just pretending to be crazy and foolish to take advantage of the opportunity.

Like what she can do.

The more Yan Cheng thought about it, the darker his face became.

He frowned, pushed Zhong Jiuyin away, and was about to leave resolutely, but his arms were wrapped around two slender and soft arms.

Zhong Jiuyin gave him a "shh", as if he couldn't understand his expression at all, and told him in a low voice: "I'm only telling you about this matter, and you swear, it must never be spread outside."

Yan Cheng broke away from her, his voice was as cold as a layer of frost: "You don't need to say it, I don't want to hear it either. Now, call your manager and go back..."

"belch."

A wine hiccup interrupted his sarcastic remarks.

Zhong Jiuyin only felt that his consciousness had changed from the sea to the prairie, with a galloping horse galloping on it.

Fly from body to mind.

She moved her feet and moved away from the air conditioner behind her.

It's just that, the knee will touch Yan Cheng seemingly without a trace, and the faint fragrance of the other party's body, together with the heat of the man's body, also seems to be faintly visible, winding up from the end of her hair little by little.

A safe, private space for conversation, just them.

After so many years of being a stunning genius, the tiredness, pain, wounds and tears have all come to the point where I can't vomit.

She looked up at Yan Cheng, that cool and handsome face made her even more desire to talk.

Yan Cheng also looked at her.

The cold words just now were interrupted, and he couldn't express his inexplicable anger in his heart.

That tone was like a strong gel, sticking to him and unable to advance or retreat, just so stiff, allowing her to approach.

Feeling the scorching breath that was close at hand, he suppressed his emotions, opened and closed his flat thin lips, and asked again: "Do you know what your actions represent?"

"I know," Zhong Jiuyin patted him on the shoulder like dust, then moved closer and asked softly, "Have you ever had any unforgettable emotional experiences?"

Yan Cheng thought to himself, sure enough.

She just pretended to be drunk, pretending to be crazy and foolish to tease him.

He didn't want to answer such a topic that would lead to more ambiguity, so he just took a step back.

Use behavioral responses to show that you don't have any intention of developing with her.

Then I heard her talking to herself: "You should have it at your age. When I was this age, I didn't see any romance."

Yan Cheng: "?"

The beginning of the two sentences made her very excited, and the words that followed rushed out like a hydroelectric power station.

"That idiot Guo Mingli is stupid because he thinks that I have no relationship experience, and he needs to teach me to chase you with those nonsense methods! Heh, ignorant idiot!"

Zhong Jiuyin patted him on the shoulder again, probably due to the sudden change in the atmosphere of the conversation, with the same strength, he experienced a completely different feeling from before.

It was deliberately ambiguous before, but now it is a strong man's whisk.

"Listen to what I'm telling you." The two brothers clambered onto his arms, pointing at the sky meaninglessly.

"I think back then, when I first entered this industry, I also had an unusual relationship, and I still remember it in my heart, and I can't forget it."

Yan Cheng's face was stiff, and he no longer wanted to react.

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later.

Yan Cheng: Alcohol is prohibited at home.

Zhong Jiuyin: Why?
Yan Cheng: You don't have any points in your heart?