Venomous tongue top stream is a small stutter [rebirth]

The word "husband" that Yan Huai said easily, seemed to have brushed over the fluffy fluff in his heart, circled back and forth in a big circle, and finally landed on the most sensitive area.

The secret door opened automatically, and Yan Huai stretched out his hand in front of him, "Let's go, go home."

The darkness finally ended, Song Zhi put her fingertips on Yan Huai's palm, and was immediately held tightly.

Walk along the corridor, and at the end is the exit of the secret room.

The dazzling lights ahead were mixed with warm cheers from the TV station staff. Song Zhi raised her wristband to check the time. They only took less than [-] points for the game that was officially set at [-] points, so they should be number one.

"beware of the steps."

Under the guidance of Yan Huai, Song Zhi walked out of the passage, and happened to see Liao Zhen and Ding Yinan who were still in shock at the door.

The two were shivering in thick overcoats that did not conform to the solar terms, and the naked hem and trousers were stained with some artificial blood, which was exactly the same as that left on Song Zhi's clothes.

"I'll go, what's up with them?"

"Has anyone watched their live broadcast?"

As soon as Liao Zhen and Ding Yinan entered the corridor, they encountered groups of zombies running around.The couple are notoriously timid in the entertainment industry, at first Ding Yinan gritted his teeth and persisted because of the little living coins, but within 5 minutes, he heard the sound of her husband pressing the emergency device resolutely.

Less than twenty minutes after the game started, the staff who received the distress signal directly carried the two out of the secret room.

"Hahaha, they are too sloppy."

"I didn't expect Liao Zhen to be so frightened that he knelt down and begged for mercy."

"Song Zhi finished the whole game anyway."

"What's the use, the coins will be deducted anyway."

Half an hour later, the other two groups of guests successfully completed the task and came out one by one.

Zhang Lun and Xue Wen are experts in secret rooms. After clearing the level, they were very addicted, and they still want to play another game.

Yu Chengyuan snuggled into Tang Shaocheng's arms, trying his best to play the role of his sweet wife as a little bird.

At the end of the event, the staff distributed life coins to the guests who completed the tasks in turn.

Song Zhi walked over and held out her hand, "Coins."

"Where did you get the coins, you don't have any."

"Your husband lost all the coins."

"Ten." Song Zhi said.

"That's right, if you find the murderer, you can get ten."

"Song Zhi: Don't try to trick me, I will remember."

"Once it involves off-site help, all rewards will be void." The staff explained.

"Hahaha begging for Song Zhi's shadow."

"Song Zhi: A big liar."

"Song Zhi: Don't even give me ten coins QAQ"

Song Zhi withdrew her hand, pulled the corner of her mouth and returned to Yan Huai's side.

"Haha, look at the little stuttering and wronged."

"Husband, go and give me a hug and comfort."

"Hey Xiao Song, do you drink Coke? I invite you to drink!" Zhang Lun walked over with a bag of living coins, as if he had been beaten.

Just thirsty, Song Zhi nodded.

"Brother, do you think the weather will change tonight? Some people don't have living coins, so they probably have to sleep on the street." Yu Chengyuan weighed his hand full of living coins and sneered, "It's a bit pitiful."

Song Zhi knew that Yu Chengyuan had told him on purpose, and wanted to scold him back, but Yan Huai was by his side.

Yan Huai took him to the side and said in a low voice: "The weather forecast says that tonight will be sunny and the temperature is suitable. We can lean on the bench and count the stars."

Song Zhi first met Yan Huai when he was 11 years old and was forced to go to bed by his mother when he took away the game console.

Without sleepiness, he was leaning on the window sill, but happened to see Yan Huai who was sitting on the opposite step, and excitedly shouted to him, "Hey, what are you doing?"

The moonlight reflected Yan Huai's face clearly, he retracted his eyes, and met Song Zhi's eyes on the inside of the glass window, "Count the stars."

Later, when Song Zhi secretly fell in love with the elder brother next door, she regretted more than once why she didn't go out the window to count the stars with him that day.

Yan Huai's voice pulled him away from his memories, "In some rooms, it might be better to sleep outside."

Understanding each other, they looked in Zhang Lun's direction together.

Seeing him holding four big cups of drinks with straws in his arms, he came towards them.

Zhang Lun didn't step on his feet firmly, and he staggered and threw the bottle out, the soda mixed with ice cubes, and threw the bottle and cap on Yu Chengyuan who was directly in front of him.

"Zhang Zhen Comedian Lun"

"I don't know whether he did it on purpose or not."

"Yu Chengyuan is really unlucky."

"Deserves yue"

"Xiao Song, Boss Yan, are you two speaking ill of me?" Zhang Lun yelled at them while helping Yu Chengyuan pull the ice from his head, "You laugh so obscenely!"

They were busy gloating, and no one paid attention.

"I'm afraid there is no coke, can I go back and drink water?"

Song Zhi nodded.

Yan Huai pulled him up, "Let's go, let's go to the car first."

Song Zhilu was too far away from Chengyuan to avoid stepping on the coke flowing all over the floor.

Some people don't need to scold them back, but they will also suffer retribution.

The car arrived at the villa at six o'clock in the evening, and the room they lived in would not be taken back until nine o'clock.

"Go take a shower first." Yan Huai put the key card on the table, "Clean up in advance."

Song Zhi, who had been tossing around all day, was sleepy and tired, and he fell down in the pile of plush toys on the sofa.

"I'll go wash, you rest first." Yan Huai took out a change of clothes from the suitcase.

Song Zhi casually picked up a Wei Ni Xiong into her arms, and nodded.

"The two of you should wash together."

"I wish there were cameras in the bathroom."

"You are too dangerous."

With the sound of water coming from the bathroom next door, Song Zhi gradually fell asleep.

A moist and fragrant warm breath slowly came from the nostrils, and a small piece of the sofa beside him sank.

Song Zhi rubbed her eyes and turned around, Yan Huai changed into a solid color half-sleeved T-shirt and sat beside him, wiping her hair with a white towel.

"Go take a shower first."

Song Zhi nodded and sat up, Wei Ni Xiong in her arms hadn't let go yet.

He went to the locker at the door to get luggage and a change of clothes, opened the door, and it was empty.

Song Zhi thought she hadn't woken up, so she ran back to the bedroom from the front hall, making sure that Yan Huai's clothes were newly changed.

"What's wrong?" Yan Huai casually put the towel on the back of the chair.

"Box." Song Zhi pointed at the door.

Yan Huai walked over as he said, and saw the empty cabinet door, "It was still there just now."

"Did you hear anything just now?" Yan Huai asked him.

Song Zhi shook her head, if Yan Huai hadn't called him, she would have slept until dawn.

Yan Huai recalled the contents of the program contract. It was indeed marked on it that all the food, clothing, housing and transportation in the program need to be exchanged and purchased with living coins.

At first the program group confiscated it, so of course they would not take the initiative to propose it.

Yan Huai walked to the nearest camera, "Did you take the luggage?"

Each camera has at least one staff member monitoring in real time.

Within a few seconds, the machine shook up and down, nodding.

"Can you give it back to us?"

The camera shakes from side to side.

"Xiao stuttered so fast that he didn't even notice the staff entered the room."

"Be careful, the thieves don't even know."

"Tell me about Song Tiantian hugging Wei Ni to sleep, she's so cute, blah blah."

With the current situation of the two of them, they don't have the conditions to buy clothes at all.

Song Zhi looked down at the coat covered with white sand, sea water and fake blood.

He really doesn't want to wear them.

Yan Huai immediately took off his half-sleeved T-shirt and handed it to him, "I just changed it."

"Ahhhhh suck!"

"Husband's pectoral and abdominal muscles YYDS!"

"Another day of envious little stammer."

After taking the clothes, the ears became hot, and he intentionally avoided his eyes, "Then, then you..."

"I'm wearing a coat." Yan Huai raised his jaw towards the window sill, where a fish that slipped through the net hung.

Song Zhi quickly ran to the balcony, took off her coat and handed it to him, "Hurry up, put it on."

Yan Huai's jacket was casually worn, the zipper was only hung in half, and the small part of his chest exposed was even more imaginative.

"Grass! Too perverted and angry."

"It's more exciting than taking off the light."

"Mr. Yan is too good at seducing people."

Song Zhi stared straight at Yan Huai's camera, distracted.He gritted his teeth, tiptoed and pulled the half-stretched clothes of the other party to the top, not sparing even the neck, covering it tightly.

"So nervous?" Yan Huai slightly lowered his body and approached him, "Do you not want others to see it, or do you dare not see it yourself?"

"My husband started not to warn others."

"Stop bullying the kids."

"Come here, Song Jieba is blushing~"

"Mr. Yan is too good at it."

"I, I'm going to take a shower."

Song Zhi took half a step back, ran away dejectedly with her clothes in her arms, and quickly bumped into the door.

"Little fool is so cute."

"You blush when you tease."

The linear water flowed down along the notochord, Song Zhi rubbed her stomach, feeling a little hungry.

He turned off the shower and opened the locker. Fortunately, the program crew was quite conscientious, and the disposable underwear in the bathroom was confiscated.

Song Zhi put on his clothes and stood in front of the full-length mirror, only to realize a serious problem. Brother Yan Huai only gave him a jacket, but no pants.

Song Zhi found the beach shorts she wore during the day again, and the dried artificial plasma was still sticky, making her look very uncomfortable.

Yan Huai's clothes were too long for him to cover the thighs.Didn't Zhang Lun and the others dress like this for swimming during the day, and they didn't have any clothes on them?

Song Zhi pulled down the hem of her clothes again, opened the bathroom door majestically, and bumped into Yan Huai who was washing her hands in the sink face to face.

The latter looked down, and only two slender, white legs could be seen in his line of sight.

"Help, I can play with this leg for a year!"

"Licking the screen desperately!"

"I have experienced Yan Huai's happiness!"

"Quick! I need oxygen!!!"

Yan Huai's face was gloomy, he took out the towel and threw it at the camera, covering the lens tightly.

He came straight at Song Zhi, and pushed them back into the bathroom.

"You, what are you doing!" Song Zhi who didn't know why was trembling.

"What should I ask you for?" Yan Huai pulled the zipper of his coat with a straight face.

"Don't, don't take it off..." Song Zhi got upset when she thought of the cameras in all directions outside.

"Grass, what are they doing?"

"Cover your uncle, I'm an adult, there's nothing you can't see!"

"The precipice is not doing serious business."

"Small face is yellow RWKK."

In the bathroom, Yan Huai wrapped the coat he had taken off around Song Zhi's waist, "I don't know if there is a camera outside?"

"Oh."

It turned out that Yan Huai's elder brother didn't want him to be looked at either, Song Zhi was calm on the surface and happy in his heart.

After helping him seal his legs tightly, Yan Huai's tone softened, "It's my fault, I forgot to go down."

"Then... what about you?" Song Zhi landed on Yan Huai's bare chest.

"I'm not cold." Yan Huai opened the bathroom door and walked out.

The washing machine equipped in the room has a drying function, and the clothes can be worn in about half an hour after putting them in.

"Don't." Song Zhi took a step forward, pulled Yan Huai's little finger, and then let go.

"What?" Yan Huai turned around.

Song Zhi put her hands behind her back, anxious and angry, "No."

"No what?"

"Don't, don't go out like this." Song Zhi seemed to be scorched by the sun, her cheeks were hot, and her head was lowered extremely.

"Why not?" Yan Huai bowed slightly, pushing him inward bit by bit, until the back of Song Zhi's hand rubbed against the wet diagonal wall tiles.

Yan Huai supported the wall with both hands, controlling him in the narrow space of his arms.

The bathroom is filled with undispelled water vapor, and the pink peach heart crystal lamp shines brightly above the head.

The hot air from Yan Huai's nostrils landed on Song Zhi's forehead, "What are you worried about?"

The author has something to say:

Hey, Boss Yan is losing his temper.

I don't know why, Winnie the Pooh will change into "mouth"