Chapter 215 New dishes

Author: Jiufangyu

Chapter 215 New dishes

Yan Cheng also covered her hair with a towel. Perhaps this scene had a special effect. He kissed him implicitly and even restrained his burning breathing.

Zhong Jiuyin was like a fish next to the hook. She knew that there was a hook and felt that she was itchy. She felt that such a subtle kiss was hanging her up and down, and she was anxious to kiss her.

When she breathed, she couldn't help but say, "I admit that your trick attracted me. I apologize for the previous statement. You obviously don't kiss enough."

Yan Cheng skillfully ignored her words of disturbing the atmosphere, and kissed her again, and then she pulled away when she only touched the lips.

The close and distant relatives made Zhong Jiuyin almost catch up and bite him.

Just as hey hey, Yan Cheng's next kiss fell on her side, and then he followed the jawline all the way to his neck and collarbone.

The touch was very light, as if it was just using the lips instead of the finger to describe the direction of a blood vessel.

Finally, Yan Cheng buried his head in her neck, rubbing his short black hair against his ears, arousing a little itchy and enlarging the touch of his lips against the side of his neck.

It was like a cluster of electric sparks fell on the skin, starting from that area, the tension quickly expanded to the whole body.

Zhong Jiuyin took a deep breath and was lost by this advanced method of prostitution.

Yan Cheng didn't move for a while, and they just kept kissing their necks and hugged them.

Zhong Jiuyin couldn't help but reach out to close his short hair and reflected on herself again: I thought I had kissed enough before because she was too simple and thought that she could only explore the straightforward kiss with Yan Cheng.

Although this prodigal businessman occasionally gives a little touch as a gift, the serious product is not attractive enough and will still make her lose enthusiasm quickly.

Unexpectedly, I didn’t expect that the prodigal business had already thought of new iterations, and the level of seduces her to buy them.

Although it was still just a kiss, I have to say that this kiss just hit her heart.

He is worthy of being a movie star. If you have this trick, you won’t be able to go sideways in any industry.

After a while of quietness, Yan Cheng stood up and looked at her again.

Maybe it was because of her burning breathing or her body temperature after bathing, Yan Cheng's cheeks were a little red, as if they were steaming by the heat.

He continued to wipe her hair, and whispered as if nothing had happened just now:

"The end of the hair is a little wet. I'm sorry for the afternoon. I told the program team that the clip will be cut during publicity. If there is any rumor on the Internet, I will ask someone to withdraw as much as possible."

Zhong Jiuyin was so confused by him that she almost didn't react.

"Oh, I got it."

Yan Cheng spoke again and asked, "Does that still hurt?"

She said casually: "Your face is not that powerful, your nose bridge is hard, but hitting it into the ditch only hurts my sternum."

"..." Yan Cheng closed his eyes and wiped her hair with two rough movements, then became lighter.

never mind.

The most common catchphrase he uses now is these two words, such as going to a temple to practice, and he has taken the honor and disgrace of the world indifferent to the gains and losses.

His hair was rubbed in a mess, Zhong Jiuyin raised his hand to pull the towel: "You want to help yourself, why are you still anxious? I'm so anxious that I'm not going to work for a long time, right?"

Yan Cheng: "…I don't know who is anxious."

"Okay, it's me," she confessed, threw the towel neatly, stared at him and licked the corners of his lips, "Kiss it again."

Yan Cheng lowered his head and pecked and kissed her lips.

She was very dissatisfied: "You know what I mean, cut corners."

"I don't understand." Yan Cheng hooked her long slippery hair with his fingers, and went backwards. His fingers with distinct joints traveled through the black hair, with some different visual stimulation.

"Didn't Yuan Yi tell you something? Did you tell me?" He asked casually while stroking her long hair.

Zhong Jiuyin felt that he was too reserved, and there were other problems that he had to intersperse at this time.

"I said it." She said distractedly.

"What's the matter? Seeing that he looked very serious when he was pulled away by his agent, do you need help?" Yan Cheng's expression was nothing unusual, as if he really wanted to help.

Zhong Jiuyin looked at him: "No, he just asked me a question."

“What’s the problem?”

"Ask me if you are with you, I said it's obvious. Did you talk about it everywhere? Is it that obvious?"

Yan Cheng: "...I'm not that idle. He just asked this question and didn't say anything else?"

"No," Zhong Jiuyin thought he was asking the bottom of the matter, "Why are you asking so much? You want to divert my attention and don't want to kiss me anymore? Everyone is here, I'm sorry, is it too late now?"

Yan Cheng was silent for a while and said, "Yes, I'm a little embarrassed."

He didn't know whether to sigh for Yuan Yi or to be frustrated by encountering such a badass.

"I'm sorry to do everything I should do. I don't want to talk about you." Zhong Jiuyin raised her hand and touched his face, poked his lips with her fingertips.

It was originally a very ambiguous action, but she looked like she saw the bird egg take it out casually, and she was too cool and had no sense of ambiguousness at all.

She also said: "I think people who are at the forefront of any industry should have a good moral character, that is, they are shameless. If you take the initiative to come to your house and kiss for a round, you still feel embarrassed, it's a bit fake."

"Because I didn't expect you to open the door just after washing up. At night, bathrobes, private spaces, and kisses, it's dangerous to connect."

Yan Cheng said in a plain tone, his eyes falling on her eyebrows, open and honest, but his words pointed to some ambiguous places.

Zhong Jiuyin paused and looked down at the collar of his bathrobe.

"It's quite dangerous," she tightened the collar, "You said before that we have to cover up our relationship."

Yan Cheng retorted reflexively: "That was what he said before we were together, you still remember so clearly."

"That means you don't need to cover it so tightly now?" she sighed and said the second half, "You really know how to play. But I can't bear it for the time being, don't think about it."

"..." Yan Cheng suddenly felt that it was good to just kiss and not communicate, at least he could block her mouth.

What's the use of communication? This kangmao only knows how to kiss him, but he still knows how to kiss him when he becomes a boyfriend and girlfriend, and he doesn't plan to know more about him.

Zhong Jiuyin didn't know the name of his stick. She said a few words, rubbed forward and hooked her fingers to let him kiss again.

Yan Cheng was married and took the opportunity to bite lightly and defy.

She hissed and covered her mouth to look at him.

The two were close together, and she could only see his whole face clearly with her eyes rumbling. Yan Cheng thought she was going to make an idea, but she didn't expect that she would mention another sentence earlier.

"Didn't you say I'm an expired spoiled human? Why are you doing if you bite a spoiled thing?"

She also showed a look of "You have such special interests".

Yan Cheng's brain nerves were throbbing.

She speaks and does things very well. As the saying goes, it is just inexplicable. Should she say that this time, place, and this ambiguous atmosphere have changed or not?

He took a breath and said with a hunched face: "I don't know what I'm doing. Maybe if I'm with you, I have to pay the price of my brain."

After saying that, he couldn't bear it, so he held her face and blocked her mouth.
Chapter completed!