"Among the two of us, who are you afraid of suffering?" Lu Bin smiled playfully, pulled Sister Qing to the side and sat down, playing a game with her legs crossed, "As for us, we can just look out for them."
Sister Qing stared at the door and taunted them: "Do you often do this kind of thing?"
Lu Bin didn't even think about it, and immediately denied it: "The conscience of heaven and earth can be judged by the sun and the moon. It is absolutely impossible for me to guarantee my personality."
"Heh." Sister Qing glanced at the top of her head and said, "Be careful of the five thunders."
"I can't continue chatting today, but you can go and inquire, I'll tell you."
As soon as Wang Yi heard the sound of the door being closed, she turned her back to the door and walked straight into the dressing room. After a while, she asked for help from outside: "Sister Qing, I need your help to pull the zipper on the back. I can't reach it."
Zhou Ze remained silent until he heard the sound, then put down what he was holding and walked over, "Sister Qing didn't come in."
"Why is it you?" Wang Yi poked his head out and was startled when he saw it was him. He hid inside, leaning against the curtain with his hands and looking around: "Where's Sister Qing?"
Zhou Ze squeezed in through the gap, and the two stood opposite each other, "Why can't it be me?"
"Forget it, it's up to you." Wang Yiyi didn't show any pretense to him. He covered his chest with one hand and lifted up his hair with the other. He turned his back and said in his mouth: "Don't screw me up."
, these clothes are not mine."
Zhou Ze stood there without moving for a long time, looking at her from top to bottom.
Compared to the looks of other female artists, I wish I could put all the stunning jewelry and clothing together.
Every time Wang Yiyi appears, it is the simplest.
But it just so happens that in every scene she appears in, everything you see is her.
A black suspender dress without any patterns was worn loosely on her body. Her hair was tied high on the back of her head, and she was only slightly modified by two small earrings.
On her feet is a pair of retro flat leather shoes of the same color. In the picture of her riding a bicycle during the shooting, she is vivid, beautiful, playful and elegant, and completely natural.
Wang Yi tilted her head, her hands were aching, but the person behind her remained motionless. She turned around to see what he was doing, and said impatiently: "Hurry up."
Zhou Ze took advantage of this and turned her over, facing him. When their eyes met, he pulled her into his arms: "Give me a hug first."
Wang Yi, who was wearing flat shoes, reached up to Zhou Ze's chin, and she had to raise her head slightly to look at his level.
"What are you doing?" He said this, but Wang Yiyi stood up straight and raised his feet, stretched out his arms and climbed up.
Zhou Ze buried his head into Wang Yiyi's neck and took a deep sniff, "I'm glad you can come."
"Oh." Zhou Ze's coat was open. Wang Yi changed into a more comfortable and warmer position and rested his chin on his shoulder, "Thank you."
As soon as Wang Yi approached her in search of a source of heat, Zhou Ze mistook it as a hint. His arms suddenly tightened around her waist and he whispered to her ear, "Thank me for what?"
Next to his ears was Zhou Ze's deep smile, which was as intoxicating as cello music.
There were many. Wang Yi shook his head and couldn't finish them.
Maybe he wanted to thank him for never imposing his will on Wang Yiyi. He would be happy if she could come, but he wouldn't complain if she couldn't.
Or maybe he thought of various external reasons in advance and helped her invite Fu Yuchun to participate to divert the attention of the outside world. He was also worried that she would be uncomfortable participating in a reality show for the first time.
Perhaps it was because she had just arrived, so Zhou Ze brought the director over and said in front of everyone that it was not Zhou Ze who was behind her, but the director's support, which reassured her.
After a long time, Zhou Ze asked her as if his conscience had awakened him: "Are you cold?"
Wang Yiyi had already taken off his coat and was wearing the thin skirt that he had just taken. He was waiting for Sister Qing's rescue. Who would have thought that it was Zhou Ze who came in.
It took me a few minutes to change clothes, but I haven't finished it yet.
"It's okay." Wang Yi's whole body was wrapped in Zhou Ze's coat. She put down her arms and got out of his arms.
"You change clothes first." Zhou Ze scratched his head in embarrassment.
"But you have to pull the zipper down for me first." Wang Yiyi gave him a look, obviously that was why he was let in.
"Got it." Zhou Ze reached for the zipper. Before he could pronounce the word "le", his hand stopped motionless, "Ah oh."
I accidentally applied the wrong force and my hair got caught in the track of the zipper.
"Are you okay?" Wang Yi felt that the fabric that was tightly attached to her back loosened. Then when she moved, her scalp was pulled and her scalp felt numb.
Wang Yiyi didn't dare to move. She had already expected what happened. She gritted her teeth and roared: "Zhou Ze!"
"Don't move yet." Zhou Ze was also anxious and moved her hair to both sides, revealing only her smooth neck and a strand of hair tangled with the zipper, "Let me take a look."
"Is it too much?" Wang Yi closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and made up his mind, "If it's not much, just tear it off."
"Really?" Zhou Ze knew how heavy Wang Yi's hair was, so he was so incredible, "It doesn't seem like much."
"Then what can be done?" Wang Yiyi was so angry that he secretly regretted that his lust had made him faint.
"Um."
"That's what you said." Zhou Ze didn't give Wang Yi time to think and react. He pulled it off in three strokes, and with lightning speed, restored the "free" ones.
He cut off the hair and destroyed the corpse, then rubbed her head: "Okay."
Fortunately, the shoulder straps on both sides were still hanging on his shoulders. Wang Yi clasped his hands together on his chest and "kicked" Zhou Ze out.
Normally, Zhou Ze would have said a few more nonsense words, but today he honestly kept his mouth shut.
Going back to the matter of changing clothes, it only takes a few minutes.
"The director knows." Wang Yi opened the curtain and appeared in front of Zhou Ze, fully dressed. She used a declarative sentence, but she was actually asking him how the director knew.
"Oh," Zhou Ze picked up the comb and smoothed out the ends of Wang Yiyi's hair flatteringly. He spoke boldly, "I said it a long time ago when I drank too much."
I drank too much. Wang Yiyi always felt that he might not hear anything good if he continued talking, so he stopped here.
But Zhou Ze came up to her shamelessly and asked, "Don't you want to know when it is?"
As soon as Wang Yi hung up the clothes from the program crew that he had changed into, he pulled off the broken half-length hair from the zipper, patted Zhou Ze on the chest and walked away, "I don't want to."
"If you don't want to, don't want to." Zhou Ze moved his mouth and muttered quietly with his back to Wang Yi, "Don't ask me when the time comes."
"What?" Wang Yiyi didn't hear clearly and didn't take it seriously. He finished packing his things and put them into bags, "You said Wu Quan was there and you were there? Where are the others now?"