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For 2 minutes, neither side spoke again.

The same subtle and quiet atmosphere permeates the two places more than 20 kilometers apart.

Only the slight friction of clothes on the other side could be heard.

After a while, Yan Cheng felt that he had to say something, so he heard Zhong Jiuyin swipe paper twice.

"Why is there so much blood?" She changed a tissue to stuff her nose, and muttered in a low voice, "Is it possible that I have been so beautiful for half my life, and because of such absurd reasons, I will die of blood exhaustion and fall down on this ordinary night?"

Yan Cheng: "..."

What he wanted to say disappeared, and he pulled the bathrobe tight with a cold face.

"Hey, what are you pulling it for?" Zhong Jiuyin didn't care to twist the paper stuffing his nose into a roll, and moved closer to the screen to stop him.

Yan Cheng: "I'm in charge of my bathrobe, and I still need to apply to you when I pull the clothes?"

Complaining about his nosebleeds, and staring at him like an X-ray, about to burn two holes through his bathrobe.

Zhong Jiuyin retreated resentfully and sat down, then pouted and said, "If you want to pull it, don't pull it sooner. It's boring to pull monsters now."

The best scenery disappeared, and the fun of the call was cut in half.

Yan Cheng laughed angrily, and the corner of his mouth curled into a smirk.

"So you blame me for not being self-respecting? I wear normal clothes, who told you to look at them?"

"Yes, yes, yes," Zhong Jiuyin said in a drawn-out voice, "It's all my fault that I have eyes, and they are eyes that discover beauty."

"...Unreasonable." There was even a compliment in the slanderous words, which made him say nothing.

"Everyone has eyes, why don't I look like you."

"Then look, I'm blindfolding you to prevent you from seeing beautiful women?" She shrugged with her hands in her hands, and the two rolls of tissues on her nose were extremely conspicuous.

Yan Cheng tried his best to ignore the way she blocked the nosebleed, remained silent for a few seconds, and asked, "Who is the beauty?"

She was so confident that she was lazy, and looked at him on the screen with a look of "Are you stupid to ask such unnutritious questions".

"Me. It's just you and me. If it's not me, is it you?"

Yan Cheng was subtly silent again.

Forget it, let's get down to business, I can't figure it out with her.

"You said you wanted to find me, what exactly is it?"

Zhong Jiuyin raised her head to think, like a goose looking at the moon.

"Ah, there is something like that."

"Last night I was tossing and turning thinking about that matter, so I didn't sleep well. Today I went to the production team and the company, and I was almost exhausted. Oh, you don't know which production team I went to? It's good for you to help me with that scene, everyone They are very polite, the script is also very interesting, and the other actors are also good-looking."

Yan Cheng listened patiently. Although the focus was on "that matter", it's normal to have some foreshadowing ahead.

She went on to say: "I left the film crew and went to the company again. Guess what I heard? Someone said that Guo Mingli was about to cooperate with a promising star in the company and become his agent. I said, he When Feng Qing bought her, what was promised was a promotion opportunity."

"On the way back, I was thinking that it would be impossible for me to let Guo Mingli get what he wanted. Someone in the company was talking about it, so I can follow the trend and do whatever I want."

She couldn't help being proud of her cleverness, raised her eyebrows, sat cross-legged, her head was tilted to one side with her hands on her hands, and the tissues in her nostrils were facing the sky at a 45-degree angle.

Yan Cheng reluctantly nodded, and continued to listen with the last bit of patience.

"After thinking of a way, I can't act rashly, so I walked home, blowing a sobering cold wind, and carefully thought about the feasibility of this matter. Then I met Yuan Yi, and he invited me to dinner. That roasted whole lamb, tsk, is very good."

"That's why I got a nosebleed because I ate too much mutton and I was so dry. I can't blame you. Don't think too much. Blame Yuan Yi. It happened so coincidentally that you insisted on inviting me to eat..."

"stop."

Finally, Yan Cheng couldn't bear it anymore, interrupted her narration style that started from the beginning of Pangu, and took a deep breath to get straight to the point.

"Speak directly, what is it that caused you to toss and turn and then triggered this series of things."

Zhong Jiuyin smashed it, took the phone in the other hand, and got very close, and when he pretended to sigh, the tissue that blocked the nosebleed poked the screen.

"Since you're so impatient, I'll just say it straight. It's about you kissing me."

Yan Cheng: "..."

Be direct, but not so direct.

He was clearly prepared to hear about it, but he froze suddenly when he heard her say it so bluntly.

A little heat spread behind the ears.

"You..." He spoke with difficulty, "I apologize to you, it was my carelessness."

Zhong Jiuyin waved his hand casually: "It's not a big deal, don't mind. The main thing is—"

Yan Cheng raised his heart, and asked in a low voice: "Huh?"

"Mainly," she turned back and pulled out something from behind, showing it to him, "Did I tell you the content of this book?"

"...Probably not." As long as he is not out of his mind, there will be no appreciation of the plot of "The Stunning Killer, Let My Lord Love You" in their conversation.

The appearance of this book made his heart drop to the alveoli, choking him so much that it hurt even to take a breath.

Zhong Jiuyin didn't see his expression of lung pain, so he opened the book and said seriously: "Then I'll read a few paragraphs to you, you listen carefully."

"..." It turned out that it was time for him to lose his mind.

Yan Cheng didn't nod and didn't say anything, just sat like a sculpture with a blank expression on his face.

She turned to the first page, glanced at it and found that there were too many words, so she used her own condensed summary version.

"An ancient killer with a beautiful appearance. Once he traveled to another world, he wanted to live a normal life, but unexpectedly, he had an intersection with a few men. They... Hey, listen carefully."

Zhong Jiuyin looked at the screen dissatisfied, as if an upright and upright official accused an oiran of misbehavior.

"Don't move around, how can I calmly read to you with my clothes open? Disturb my thoughts."

If there is a machine in the world that can distinguish the level of speechlessness by detecting the intensity of energy fluctuations in the air, then after the previous several times of overlapping and adding, Yan Cheng's current expression should be the highest level, just with a deadpan expression and an ellipsis It's beyond description.

For a moment, he really wanted to hang up the phone.

When he received such a tortured video when it was time to sleep, he could already predict how poor his sleep quality would be this night.

Zhong Jiuyin ignored him and continued reading.

After reading the whole story of the emotional development of the heroine and the male character, she closed the book, was quiet for a moment, and asked him, "What conclusion do you draw from this?"

"...Do you think it's reasonable for you to make a video call with a man who kissed you in the middle of the night, and the main content is to read a non-mainstream romance novel and ask him to express his opinion after reading it?" Yan Cheng said in a cool voice.

Just saying it feels outrageous.

"It's very reasonable." Every sentence she said had a deep meaning, and the logic was intertwined. Why is it unreasonable?

"You didn't listen carefully, did you?"

"I listened." Yan Cheng took a deep breath, stopped her from opening the book again, and concluded with a wooden face.

"This story mainly tells about the emotional entanglement between a woman and three men. Why, there are too few men on the screen?"