Variety show: CP with the villain actor group after divorce

Chapter 38 Turn Back, I'm Waiting For You

[If two, please deep two: No, what does Mr. Qin think, the two of them are professional actors, don't watch movies that improve their literary skills, and watch ghost movies here? ! ! ! 】

[Don't be too funny: Teacher Qin can have a girlfriend? ? ?How can anyone take someone to watch a ghost movie? If you don’t watch them, you’ll be scared.]

[Ai Yingying Stan: I felt before that when he was with Yaoyao, why was he not straight at all, he seemed to be good at it? 】

[Don't be too ridiculous: No, these two people, if they don't know, they think they are enemies. After watching a movie, the two of them can't wait to dig a ditch in the middle]

[Wu Tong: Teacher Qin, don't be so ridiculous, Tong Tong is most afraid of watching horror movies. 】

[AAA Wholesale Xiao Wang: Teacher Qin doesn't know, besides, Zhao Yuetong said that we can watch it together?No one said anything, just watch it. 】

The barrage kept rolling in the live broadcast room, and almost all the barrages were talking about Qin Yan being a straight man.

No one connected him to the matter of sending Zhou Yi Yaohua.

Meanwhile, the movie begins.

Looking at the horrifying scenes in the film, Zhao Yuetong couldn't help swallowing, and turned to look at Qin Yan on the side.

The man was concentrating on watching the movie scene, frowning as if he was thinking about something, and then there was an eerie sound in the room.

Zhao Yuetong clenched her lower lip to prevent herself from making a sound, and even closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep in the second half.

She never felt that the time for a movie would be so difficult.

Qin Yan watched those horrific clips without blinking his eyelids, just checking the time on his phone from time to time.

After thinking for a while, he finally sent a message to Zhou Yiyao.

(y: Are you going back to the apartment today?)
He looked at the darkened sky outside the window, and there was a trace of worry in his eyes, would it be unsafe for Yaoyao to be alone at such a late hour?

The night wind was cool, which made Zhou Yiyao sneezed, and she rubbed the tip of her red nose.

Before she knew it, she stayed in the company until eleven o'clock, and even the cameraman had already run away.

The screen of Zhou Yiyao's phone suddenly lit up, and she waved her hand holding White Rose. Just after the phone was unlocked and before she clicked on WeChat, she heard a horn beeping behind her.

She was so shocked that she almost couldn't hold the flowers in her hand steadily, so she turned around and walked back to give way to the car, only then did she see Qin Yan's text.

(y: Turn back, I'm waiting for you.)
!!!

A flash of astonishment flashed in Zhou Yiyao's eyes, and when she looked back, she could only see the dim yellow street lights sprinkled on a black car.

And Qin Yan, who was sitting in the driver's seat, just closed the car door and approached her.

The breeze slightly messed up the hair on his forehead, adding a bit of smoke and fire to the originally cold face.

"How did you come"

Qin Yan glanced at the bouquet of white roses she was holding, and did not answer her words.

"Do you still like flowers?"

Zhou Yiyao's face turned red, and her earlobe felt a little hot. She held the bouquet of white roses in her arms, and she couldn't say she didn't like it.
Immediately afterwards, a large coat was draped over her body.

"It's cold at night, put on first."

The coat still carried Qin Yan's body temperature and woody scent, Zhou Yiyao's cheeks were hot, and she didn't dare to look at him.

Zhou Yiyao didn't answer Qin Yan's question until she got in the car, but the flowers that she always held by her hand had already heralded the answer.

Qin Yan understood, his dark and narrow eyes stared at her for a moment.

Staring at Zhou Yiyao with scorching eyes, she swallowed her saliva and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

She blinked flickering eyes, against the backdrop of white roses, she was docile and ignorant, and her eyes were full of innocence.

The man's throat rolled up and down, and he leaned closer to her.

Under Zhou Yiyao's astonishment, the other party's lips almost brushed her cheek, and immediately after a 'click', the seat belt was fastened.

A hoarse voice came from beside his ears, "Go back, Yaoyao."

On the way back, Zhou Yiyao's mind was in a mess, she turned her head several times and wanted to say something to Qin Yan, but she hesitated to speak.

"Did you browse our super chat before?"

Zhou Yiyao's earlobe turned red, and she quickly explained, "No, no, I clicked in accidentally."

Thinking of this, she felt an inexplicable guilty conscience, and suddenly remembered some fragments in that fanfiction, her cheeks burned hot.

Before going to bed last night, she also switched the trumpet to take a look at Chaohua. Many fans wrote their fanfiction, and most of them were scenes that made people blush and heartbeat.

What's more, there are some indescribable pictures.

For some reason, Zhou Yiyao inexplicably felt that the air around her was a little sticky, and she felt a little restless in her heart.

Thinking of the fanfiction, they are still in the car.
She hugged the bouquet of white roses in front of her tightly, forced herself to face the car window, and threw all those thoughts out.

Qin Yan who was beside her noticed her strangeness. After a red light passed, he turned the steering wheel and stopped within the parking line on the side of the road.

He loosened his seat belt, looking at Zhou Yiyao's abnormally red cheeks, with some kind of worry in his voice.

"are you sick?"

Thinking of the chilly wind at night and the thin clothes she wore, Qin Yan could only think that she had a fever.

Zhou Yiyao bit her lower lip, shook her head, subconsciously curled her fingertips slightly.

She can never say that she is imagining some strange pictures, right?
She tried her best to suppress the mess in her mind, and urged in a low voice, "I'm not sick, go back quickly—"

Before she finished speaking, the hot temperature of the man's palm spread from her forehead to the surroundings. The originally delicate atmosphere became ambiguous, and the aura of the two of them also intertwined.

Qin Yan probed his forehead again and found that Zhou Yiyao did not have a fever.

But why are her cheeks so red?
He was puzzled, a big hand fell on the woman's soft cheek, the palm could almost wrap half of her face.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Qin Yan was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but gently stroked her cheek with his thumb.

The soft touch on the woman's cheek made him reluctant to let go.

After being treated like this, Zhou Yiyao's cheeks felt a little itchy for no reason.

She half-closed her peach blossom eyes, and the ends of her eyes were slightly stained with a layer of pink. Under the hazy moonlight, people wanted to tear her apart.

"Qin Yan."

The man whose name was read was startled, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart, this was the first time Zhou Yiyao called him that.

What she said was delicate, and in the dim environment, it was more like a goblin who disturbed people's mind, which made people want to stop.

Qin Yan moved his Adam's apple, and soon found that where his finger brushed Zhou Yiyao's cheek, there were obvious red marks, but he was still reluctant to let go.

"what happened?"

His voice was a bit hoarse, and a certain emotion was about to overflow, and the rhythm of his breathing also lost its usual smoothness.

(End of this chapter)