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

Chapter 132 Are you enjoying yourself outside?

Zhong Jiuyin was hugged in someone's soft embrace, even with a blanket.

Then the two stumbled and slammed the door shut.

Her head was still covered, and her eyes were completely dark. She struggled to pull the blanket, struggled to push Ai Yuanyuan away, and output from her hands, feet and mouth at the same time.

"I can't breathe, I can't breathe! Beautiful Yuanyuan, don't be so enthusiastic!"

Ai Yuanyuan used 100% of her strength to subdue her. She didn't dare to be distracted at all, let alone believed her words, so she tightly clung to her arms.

From the perspective of the camera, they are like the heroine in the American drama and the cannon fodder drunk who keeps getting angry with his head covered in kraft paper.

...Crime, Zhong Jiuyin is like this, and the image in everyone's mind is still the category of perpetrator.

After a while, Zhong Jiuyin struggled a little less, and Ai Yuanyuan tried to relax a little, then freed up a hand, and got into the blanket like lightning to touch the gold coin sticker on her back.

But Zhong Jiuyin had been prepared for a long time, like rotten meat without bones, she shrank down in an instant.

Ai Yuanyuan's hand only touched her hair, and then she shrank back from the blanket.

Ai Yuanyuan hugged her for a while, and subconsciously went to catch the falling blanket. As soon as she caught it, Zhong Jiuyin had already stood up, quickly grabbed her two wrists, pushed her backwards, and finally "duang" and was caught Fell on the bed.

An instant, too fast to stop.

"The scheme you discussed is fine, so break it up one by one, right? Poor brother Yan Cheng was dragged into the room by two men and is suffering inhuman abuse. You are so cruel!"

Ai Yuanyuan: "...don't be so weird, okay? We call it a serious and serious treatment of a powerful opponent."

"What about me?" Zhong Jiuyin pressed her arm and asked, "Aren't I powerful? Your personnel allocation has greatly insulted my strength! This is exactly where your plan fails!"

Her long, tied-up hair swung down and swept across Ai Yuanyuan's neck, itching.

Ai Yuanyuan now feels that she is the pet hamster on the Internet whose hands and feet are stuck with tape and who is about to go for an MRI.

It wasn't Yan Cheng who suffered inhuman abuse!
"You said this is also a great insult to my strength!" Ai Yuanyuan raised her neck and said.

Zhong Jiuyin stared at her with her head down, and asked seriously: "Is there any? That may be because you were torn too fast in the first two issues, and I haven't had time to experience your strength."

Ai Yuanyuan: "...Don't insult me! If we have the ability, let's tear it up fairly and openly!"

"You have a good idea, and I'm not some fool who pursues virtue to convince others." She knelt down on one leg and pressed Ai Yuanyuan's arm instead of her hand, and patted her face like a bandit with her free hand.

After taking pictures, he slid down and touched the sticker on her shoulder.

"Whether your strategy is good or not is that the distribution of personnel is unreasonable. Look at it, let you deal with me alone. Isn't this sending me gold coins?"

"Don't tear it!" Seeing that the gold coin sticker was touched, Ai Yuanyuan suddenly rioted, struggling with her hands and feet like a loach in a pot.

It was still painful to push the person against the leg, so Zhong Jiuyin had to exert more pressure to hold her down.

The two tossed and kicked on the bed. In order to keep their gold coin stickers, they didn't relax their hands for a moment.

But it is also impossible to continue this stalemate, and soon the broadcast will usher in the peak period of broadcasting.

"Yan Cheng lost a gold coin sticker."

"Ai Yuanyuan lost a gold coin sticker."

"Yuan Yi only has one gold coin sticker left."

"Zhong Jiuyin lost a gold coin sticker."

Didi, the notification sound of the smart armband came from the two rooms, but no one listened to it. The 5-minute position display is meaningless now. Everyone is fighting to the death, so there is no time to pay attention to this.

5 minutes and 5 minutes, several 5 minutes passed, half of the photographers who were discarded in the corridor had nothing to shoot, they all yawned two or three times, waited and waited, finally there was a little noise from a room.

It was Zhong Jiuyin who rushed out of the room, holding a freshly torn sticker in his hand, and closed the door behind him as he ran out.

Unexpectedly, Ai Yuanyuan who was inside also grabbed the doorknob, and the two of them refused to give way to each other like a tug-of-war.

The broadcast announced the news that Ai Yuanyuan had lost her second sticker. Ai Yuanyuan was irritated, and with a loud cry, she actually raised her foot to push on the door frame, and the pulling force suddenly increased.

"Take my gold coin, you can't go easy!"

Zhong Jiuyin was caught off guard, and was pulled a few steps in, almost unable to stop on the soles of his shoes.

The foot brake was not very stable, so she had to put her foot on the door frame, and finally pulled it back an inch.

The director looked at the doorknob that was about to be scrapped, and the two footprints that would definitely be left on the wall, and he was about to suffocate.

"If the doorknob is broken, you have to pay for it!"

Is this a tug of war?This is pulling cattle!

Zhong Jiuyin and Ai Yuanyuan turned a deaf ear and were still competing.

The director wanted to say more, when he saw that the opposite door was also opened, Yan Cheng rushed out, and used the same method, grabbing the door handle and trying to close the door.

Seeing Zhong Jiuyin's posture, she still followed suit, and also put her foot on the door frame, fighting against the two people inside with all her strength.

Fortunately, there were still people who could hear the director's roar. Yuan Yi and Liang Zhi obviously didn't use this method of destroying the decoration, so Yan Cheng was able to close the door with a bang.

Cut off from the two robbers briefly.

It was only for a short time, his arm was still holding the doorknob tightly, not giving the people inside a chance to unscrew it.

Because of too much force, the arm muscles were tense, and the fabric of the clothes was stretched a little.

"Kangdang——" Zhong Jiuyin finally closed the door, holding the handles against both sides of the door frame, and still had time to greet Yan Cheng.

"You escaped unexpectedly," she gasped, "I was ready to take revenge for you after I got rid of Ai Yuanyuan. For this reason, I have already thought about many ingenious plans for one kill and three."

Yan Cheng believes that she is a cake king, so she has a ghost. Isn't this saying the same as "I will repay your great kindness and virtue in the next life as a cow and a horse"?He is not dead, can't we save him earlier?

and--

Yan Cheng glanced at her messy clothes and hair, the smile on the corner of her mouth, and the gold coin stickers piled up on her shoulders, as if she had enjoyed service in the room.

He asked blankly, "Your revenge plan is, I will be beaten inside, and you will enjoy yourself outside?"

Zhong Jiuyin's eyes widened: "Why did you say that? I was covered by a powerful opponent from the sky, and I was beaten and kicked for a while before I struggled out. It was because of my firm belief that I wanted to save you!"

Yan Cheng: "A powerful opponent? Cruise flew over your head while filming "Mission: Impossible"?"

"what?"

Ai Yuanyuan inside the door yelled: "Brother Yan Cheng! I heard you! You are insulting me! You are still insulting me with your words!"

Yan Cheng was silent for a second, and when he wanted to speak again, the doorknob was turned abruptly, and Yuan Yi and Liang Zhi cooperated to open the door again.

It is impossible to go on like this, Yan Cheng turned up the volume, and said to Zhong Jiuyin: "Run to the safe room! At least take a rest first!"

(End of this chapter)