Venomous tongue top stream is a small stutter [rebirth]

Before the oiran robbing activity officially started, several graceful dancers were singing and dancing with round fans in their hands, and the surrounding scene was full of joy.

Yan Huai sat in the private room on the second floor, which was the most open place here.He didn't pay attention to the stage, his eyes only focused on the high platform on the top floor, where the oiran was about to appear.

Yan Huai closed his folding fan, looked away, and took a cup of tea to drink.

"Help, Mr. Pianpian."

"Another day of stuttering with envy QAQ"

After a stick of incense, the robbing of the oiran officially began.

Accompanied by warm applause and yelling, on the high stage, people dressed in gorgeous clothes and wearing red hijab appeared beside the stage.

A gorgeous red dress attracted all Yan Huai's eyes, and his chest rose and fell.

Yan Huai is rarely unable to control his emotions.

The beating of the gong and the voice of the madam filled the hall.

"My lords, if anyone can snatch the peony from the oiran, he will be able to win the beauty's heart, and he will be yours forever and ever."

To ensure safety, Yan Huai and all the group performers who participated in the activity tied safety ropes around their waists and came to the bottom of the wooden platform together.

"Wow, I'm so excited."

"I really want to see Song Jieba's appearance."

"I'm a dirt dog, and I love this mouth."

The gong and drum hit three times in a row, and the game officially started.

Yan Huai was in the lead from the start.

"Grass, my husband is so fast."

"Stuttered that his husband can climb rocks."

"I thought he was bragging."

"The ensemble performance is not good, the lack of strength is not exciting."

Yan Huai climbed with ease all the way, within 10 minutes, the top of the platform was within easy reach.Holding the top bamboo pole in his hand, he stepped up and jumped up. A man in green clothes suddenly appeared on the right side, and he climbed up the platform one step ahead.

"Damn, where did it come from?"

"The program team is cheating!!"

This person was not among the crowd participating in the competition. Obviously, the program team had arranged in advance to wait and see.

"I just like to see my husband anxious!"

"Happiness is not made easy for him!"

"Report to the teacher, there are many bad people here."

Yan Huai followed immediately, but was restrained unexpectedly, and a man in a navy blue jacket appeared behind him, desperately grabbing his feet.

"Help, the oiran belongs to someone else."

"We, Lan Lan, don't go with others!"

The man was very powerful, and it seemed that he did not intend to be soft.Yan Huai looked at the table, the man in Tsing Yi was negotiating with the oiran, and the peony was still in the hands of the latter.

After confirming that the safety rope around the waist of the man in the navy jacket was tightened, Yan Huai kicked him away without hesitation.

"Wow! This kick is exciting!"

"He's in a hurry, he's in a hurry, he's in a hurry!"

The man who was kicked off the wooden platform hung in the air, baring his teeth and claws, howling, "Help... help!"

Yan Huai propped his arms up to the platform, grabbed the hand that was trying to hug the oiran, and pulled out the waist rope of the man in Tsing Yi, bound his hands and feet and threw them aside.

Grinning his teeth, the man in Tsing Yi twisted and struggled, "Let go of me! I warn you, this beauty is mine, and no one can snatch it!"

"I want to take him home and serve me day and night!"

"...you're done."

"Hiss, you are so fat."

Yan Huai, who originally didn't intend to pursue the matter, stopped and turned around. With a cold and serious expression, he took out the folding fan from his waist, slammed it on the man's forehead, and mercilessly thrust the fan into his mouth.

Yu|_Xi also threw a cold word at him, "Even if it's acting, you can't say it."

Yan Huai got up and approached the oiran, and when his hand was about to touch the opponent, he stopped suddenly with a complicated expression.

"what's going on?"

"Is it boring to get it?"

"My husband is not like that!!"

Yan Huai frowned deeply, moved his hand upwards, and lifted the red hijab.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"

"What about our big Song Lanlan?"

There was loud applause all around.

The oiran in red put the peony in Yan Huai's hands, "Master Yan, your destined person has been waiting for you for a long time."

Yan Huai opened the pistil, and there was a note inside, with only three words [East Wing Room] written on it.

The ancient door number is different from the modern one, and the floor can be clearly known.The building has eight floors, and each floor has more than one east wing room.

"Husband seems to be in a hurry."

"Look at the sweat on his forehead."

"I haven't seen anything like this in the Chamber of Secrets."

The eight-story building was not difficult for Yan Huai, but the tension accelerated the beating of his heart, and he began to breathe heavily.

He searched all the east wing rooms on the first to seventh floors, all of them were of the same specification, the red curtains in the room were lowered, and there was a man or woman in red sitting beside the couch, but neither was his oiran.

Yan Huai came to the last east wing room on the eighth floor, put his hands on the door and pushed it open, walked straight to the side of the couch, and lifted the bed curtain.

There is no oiran in red on the bed, but a young man in white. He is wearing headphones and playing games with a mobile phone that is incompatible with the environment.

Seeing him coming, the young man quickly removed the earphones, threw the phone aside, and said with a smile on his face, "You, here you are."

"Your husband is looking for you like crazy."

"You're playing games here??"

"Take it home for 3 days and 3 nights to relieve Qi!"

"No! Ten days and ten nights!"

According to the plan, Song Zhi should also be dressed in red and tied to the bed and wait for someone to rescue her.

The program team specially paid a lot of money to hire a well-known makeup artist, just to dress up Song Zhi as a peerless face that is seductive but not masculine, charming but not demonic, so as to increase the ratings.

The most important thing is that doing so will make Boss Yan happy, and there may be an opportunity to invest in the column.

But they ignored the most important factor. Song Zhi, who had left Yan Huai, was the devil king of the world, and he didn't accept that at all.

The staff brought Song Zhi here, and the latter scolded them all over the face.So far, the program team didn't dare to have other delusions, and even specially found him a power bank and earphones for him to play games with peace of mind.

A thin layer of sweat adhered to Yan Huai's forehead, arcing in the air.

Song Zhi took out a tissue to help him wipe it off, but the latter held his hand by his mouth, and gently kissed along the knuckles of his fingers——

kiss

kiss twice,

kiss three times...

The blood vessels under the skin flowed at high speed, and they were sprinting back to the atrium at a [-]-meter sprint, which caused Song Zhi a headache.

He didn't want to stop, so he had to look away.He picked up the peony flower at hand and handed it to Yan Huai.

After that, she stopped kissing, took his hand holding the flower branch again, and pulled him into his chest.

"Finally I got you." Yan Huai hugged him tightly, and the breath came to his ears slowly, "My little oiran."

"Cai, it's not Xiaohua, Kui." Song Zhi was ashamed by the words, but the bottom of her heart was icy.

But... could be yours.

Yan Huai's eyes fell on the exquisitely cut red dress at the corner of the bed, which was obviously prepared for Song Zhi, "Why don't you wear it?"

"Ugly." Song Zhi worried that this would scare Yan Huai's brother.

Yan Huai's expression turned cold, and he didn't ask any further questions. When he saw the phone with the screen on, he asked, "Are you still playing?"

Song Zhi pressed it and shook her head.

Before he could react, Yan Huai hugged Song Zhi who was leaning against the bed.

"Don't..." Song Zhi pushed his shoulder, "I, I can do it."

Yan Huai ignored his words and insisted on carrying him downstairs.

After walking a few steps, Yan Huai stopped and returned to the couch, picked up the red dress on the bed, and stuffed it into Song Zhi's arms.

"?" Song Zhi was confused, "What, what?"

"Souvenir."

"You don't like your husband does!"

"I wear it for my husband when I go home."

"I want to see it too, please."

"Please +10086"

The show ends at 100:[-] pm, and the first half of the episode is [-]% heartwarming, and it has come to a successful conclusion.

The director team announced the living coins accumulated by the guests until the second half of the period.

No.1: "Rouge" group, 233 coins.

No.2: "Increase blood" group, 225 coins.

No.3: "Really Difficult" group, 206 coins.

No.4: "Tangyuan" group, 11 coins.

"I didn't expect that!"

"There are a lot of rewards for robbing the oiran at the end."

In this event, each group of guests has a special task, as long as they complete it, they can get a reward of [-] living coins.

"I really like the story of the oiran."

"Xue Wen's life and death love stick, crying."

"Being an actress is really different."

"Zhang Lun is also very good, comedians are doing well."

"Why are there so few Yu Chengyuan?"

"Tang Shao City collapsed."

"Tang acted in a scene about finding a boy. It seemed that he fell in love with the scene, and then he gave up immediately."

In the smiling group photo of the guests, the program of this issue came to an end.

"Ah, I'm so sorry."

"See you next week, sisters!"

After the event ended, Song Zhi and Yan Huai declined the program group's dinner and left the filming location together.

The sun was setting and the evening wind was blowing coolly. Without the camera, Song Zhi felt a little uncomfortable, and she didn't know how to face the man around her.

Worried that she would be minded, Song Zhi cautiously staggered half her body to the other side, and lowered her head, not daring to speak.

He doesn't know Yan Huai's work schedule for the next week, but he should be very busy, so he might as well contact his assistant to pick him up.

Song Zhi took out her mobile phone, lowered her head and pressed the number.

A bicycle passed Song Zhi at high speed.

"Be careful." Yan Huai grabbed his arm and subconsciously pulled him into his arms.

At the same time, the phone was connected, and the voice on the other end could be heard clearly, "Boss Song, are you going to pick you up now?"

Yan Huai, who dragged the person away from the dangerous area, let go of his hand, his voice couldn't guess his mood, "I'll take you back."

Song Zhi didn't know how to refuse, so she had to hang up the assistant's call.

The two of them sat side by side in the back of the car, and neither of them took the initiative to speak.

Song Zhi looked out the window, the sun was setting and the sky was so dark that no stars could be seen.

Song Zhi doesn't like the night when she can't see the stars.

The car parked in front of the villa.

"I have work next week, so I'm not at home." Yan Huai broke the silence.

Song Zhi sat on the inner side by the car window, nodding with his back to him.

Brother Yan Huai didn't want to be at home with him, and he let go of his arm just now, and he didn't want to have more contact with him.

Brother Yan Huai still doesn't like him.

"I'll be back before the show starts."

Song Zhi nodded, even a little moved.

"Let's go back."

After being instructed, Song Zhi opened the car door and walked down without hesitation.

"Wait." Yan Huai behind him stopped him.

"Remember to eat well."

Song Zhi nodded and quickly ran away.

The door of the room was closed tightly, and he nestled in the doorway, holding his head and regretting that he would not be able to see him for the next week, why didn't he take a look before leaving.

Didn't even say "goodbye", so impolite.

The car window was half open, Yan Huai's knuckles rested on his forehead, and his eyes were fixed on the closed door.

Assistant Yang didn't dare to drive, and peeked at the rearview mirror for a long time, guessing that the boss should be tired of looking at it, and finally said, "Mr. Yan, you can go back to live tonight."

The meeting is tomorrow afternoon, so there is still time to catch the plane that day.

Yan Huai closed the car window and said coldly, "Drive."

The phone by the bed vibrated eight hundred times, until Song Zhi's patience was exhausted, and he connected the phone.

"Ancestor, are you still alive?"

Linda called him from the day the recording ended, and didn't get through until the next afternoon.

"Speak human." Song Zhi never got out of bed since she came home.

"Today, Ai Wen's agent contacted me, saying that you agreed to the play of Xue Wen and his wife?"

Aiwen is a film and television company founded by Xue Wen and Zhang Lun at the beginning of this year.

Although Song Zhi debuted as an actor, she actually only made two movies.He was also scolded bloody for his poor acting skills and bad script.

Even so, many producers came to the door in the later stage.Song Zhi has very high requirements for accepting roles, and he does not accept the male lead, the reason is that there are too many roles and the crew is too tiring, let alone roles with intimate scenes, holding hands and hugging are not acceptable.

"Yeah." Song Zhi regained consciousness a little, rubbing her hair in two pillows.

"Aren't you crazy?" Linda yelled on the phone.

Linda hasn't read the script for the time being, but it is indeed an inspirational family ethics drama with no hot spots.Song Zhi plays the son of Xue Wen and Zhang Lun in the play, and the whole story is based on his life.

Linda couldn't believe that Song Zhi took on the leading role this time, aside from talking about it.

"Are you sure you want to call Zhang Lun's father?"

"Ah."

This play was the price for agreeing to Xue Wen and Zhang Lun. At first he only wanted to help Yan Huai, Song Zhi didn't think about anything else at all.

What's more, Song Zhi doesn't really dislike filming. He often pushes movies because he hates rubbish scripts and bad directors. He has seen the movies of the couple, and they are actually good.

In fact, Song Zhi didn't care who was called father when filming.

"Okay." Linda's voice fluctuated between hot and cold, "I hope that this movie will be scolded as shit in major movies, become the lowest score in history, and occupy the first place in the box office."

As long as there is Song Zhi's name, no matter what the subject matter of this movie, the box office will definitely make the history of the movie industry.

"It's okay to hang up." Song Zhi had a sore throat and didn't want to talk any more.

"Wait." Linda said, "Your husband's assistant reminded me to tell you to eat well."

Song Zhi hated being mentioned about Yan Huai, especially when she missed him very much.

He hung up the phone, turned over and slumped under the quilt to continue sleeping, but suddenly remembered Linda's last words, and struggled to get up from the bed again.

There were three meals on the dining table from morning to night, with rich dishes, but Song Zhi had no appetite.

Song Zhi opened the freezer, and he remembered that there were two boxes of ice cream at home.

He bent over and opened the lower drawer, his breathing suddenly froze, the area where there were only two boxes left was filled to the brim, all of them were the ice cream brands he liked in the show, and this brand could not be bought in Qiannan City.

A note was taped to the top of the drawer.

[You can only eat one box per day. 】

Song Zhi recognized that it was Brother Yan Huai's handwriting.

His heart was beating wildly, and he didn't even bother to close the refrigerator door. He quickly ran to the empty snack basket that had been confiscated long ago. It was filled with his favorite potato chips, and there was a line of small letters on it.

[You can only eat half an hour after a meal, good boy. 】

The author has something to say:

Little Biesheng is newly married, you know, my husband will be back tomorrow, okay~

Regarding the clothes of the oiran, my dears, do you mind if classmate Song wears this?

Anyway, Boss Yan has already brought it home. If you like it, I will post this part of the embarrassing plot later.

If a lot of people can’t accept it, I’ll be blah… I’ll just write it myself and stop posting it for fun.