Venomous tongue top stream is a small stutter [rebirth]

"Praise what? Please expand."

"Is that what I think?"

"Beep—adult card."

"Who the hell can bear this?"

Even though Song Zhi didn't understand what Yan Huai's praise meant, it didn't hinder him from flying around without showing his appearance.

Until Yan Huai inserted into his hairy hand, disrupting Song Zhi's wild thoughts, "Wash your hands and eat."

At the dining table, the other guests were chatting and laughing happily, Song Zhi just ate, and Yan Huai served the dishes.

"Boss Yan, does your Xiao Song have a fever?" Xue Wen is directly opposite Song Zhi, who blushes so hotly that he can get angry.

Yan Huai put down his chopsticks, and lightly pressed the back of his hand against his forehead, as if he had already expected the result, "He's fine, just hold it in for too long, just let him breathe."

"Damn it, I was not teased by you."

"How do you "praise" tonight?"

"No 14 times in one night?"

After lunch, all the guests came to the large yard in front of the villa to start the first game task, which is also the first project to distribute life coins.

Xindong is 100% a variety show of marriage and love. When the program group sets up game sessions, most of them are in the form of two partners.

This game is an obstacle race, which requires the cooperation of both partners. One party carries the other party on its back, breaks through the difficulties according to the requirements set by the program group, and the guest who reaches the finish line first and completes the task will win the championship of this round.

There are five rounds of the game, and the guest with the most victories will be named No.1, who will win forty life coins, No.2 will get thirty life coins, and so on.

At the beginning of the first round of the show, the "Rouge" group showed an extremely obvious disadvantage.

When the other guests had already set off, Song Zhi was still stuck behind Yan Huai, not daring to jump.

Song Zhi tugged at the thin, sheer T-shirt that was only wearing one layer. Wouldn't lying on it like this be the same as intimate contact?

Running at the forefront is the group "Increasing Blood". Xue Wen, who is in her 40s, runs fast with her scrawny husband Zhang Lun on her back.

Song Zhi turned her dry and thin little arms, and then went to look at Yan Huai's perfect lean figure after long-term fitness.

It doesn't seem realistic.

It's hard.

"Grass, what is this stuttering ink?"

"It's not a man!"

Yan Huai was not in a hurry, seeing other guests getting closer to the finish line.He glanced at Song Zhi who was having a fight with him again, "Want to lose?"

Song Zhi shook her head.

"Come up." Yan Huai turned his back and hooked his hands at him.

Just as Song Zhi put her arm on Yan Huai's shoulder, the latter hugged her thigh.

Even though Yan Huai's speed was fast, it was already much slower than other guests.They had just passed the first obstacle, and the penultimate group of guests had already completed the task. After the first round of competition, they were directly reduced to the last place.

Song Zhi knew she had made a mistake, so she ran to the starting point in desperation.

Yan Huai was not angry at all, "Do you still want to lose in the next game?"

"Want to be ridiculed by Yu Chengyuan?"

Song Zhi didn't care about winning or losing, but he never wanted to lose to Yu Chengyuan, he shook his head and gritted his teeth to encourage himself.

Yan Huai raised his hand to turn off the microphone that he and Song Zhi pinned to his collar, put it close to his ear, and said in a deep voice, "Want someone to discover our secret?"

Song Zhi's heart skipped a beat, he didn't want to be known by anyone, never.

"To save face, can you be more warm to your husband?" Yan Huai's eyes were filled with the tenderness he liked.

Song Zhi curled the corners of her mouth and nodded with a smile.

"What the hell did they say?"

"Closing the mic is so fucked!"

The second round was about to start, Yan Huai was not ready yet, Song Zhi had already pounced on him, with both arms hanging tightly around his neck.

Song Zhi's chest was pressed against Yan Huai's back, and he could feel the warmth of Yan Huai's body.

The referee blows the start signal.

Yan Huai reacted very quickly and was the first to rush out.

"Wow, so fast!"

"It's not quite a tacit understanding."

Yan Huai's speed was expected by Song Zhi. After all, he had won the school's [-]-meter race championship in high school and college.Song Zhi never missed every one of his games, even if he had a high fever or skipped class and was scolded by the teacher, he would definitely arrive.

Arriving at the first obstacle area ahead, Yan Huai turned his head to the side, his face just touching Song Zhi's little arm, "Hold tight, don't let go."

Song Zhi rested her chin on the opponent's shoulder and nodded, then put her arms around his neck.

At the end of spring and the beginning of summer, the sun was hot in the afternoon, and Yan Huai's neck began to sweat. Following the direction of the wind, his body was filled with the smell of bath liquid.

Song Zhi tilted her head quietly, the tip of her nose rested on the back of Yan Huai's neck, and the scent became clearer and clearer.

This was the last time he got close to Brother Yan Huai except for that night.

After breaking through many obstacles, they finally reached the finish line, Yan Huai bowed and put him on the ground.

Before the final drumsticks are sounded, they still need to complete one last task.Take out the lipstick prepared by the program group and apply it to the other party.Pull out another tissue, stand on both sides of the napkin, kiss through the napkin, and leave a complete lip print on both sides of the tissue to be considered a victory.

When Song Zhi learned that there was still such a link, her brain and body separated on the spot.

Even without actual operation, he has already begun to weave various "wonderful" pictures.

Yan Huai didn't give Song Zhi any time to hesitate, he pulled out the lipstick, pinched Song Zhi's chin, first applied a layer of lipstick on him, then put the lipstick on Song Zhi's hand, and held Song Zhi's hand to his mouth Smear on.

"Why do you have the power to grab and grab?"

"I'm dying of laughter, my husband is so kind to my stutterer, and I'm so serious about painting him, I'm so ugly."

"These lips are so tender, I want to kiss them."

"Yan Huai: No way."

After finishing the lipstick, Yan Huai took out a tissue, bent his body slightly, and kept his eyes on the same level as the other party.The drooping eyes paused for a few seconds on Song Zhi's red lips before moving to his eyes.

The distance between the lips of the two people was no more than three centimeters, and the moist air between the noses flowed easily around the lips.

Yan Huai took out the tissue, put his other hand around Song Zhi's neck and was about to press it up.

Song Zhi, whose brain was rusty, finally came to his senses, hurriedly retreated half a step, to stop the upcoming "kissing" action.

"Not willing?" Yan Huai's face turned cold.

Song Zhi panicked and shook her head, "No, no..."

"I suspect that Song Zhi was forced into marriage."

"Do you still have to force me to marry this kind of man?"

"Want to lose to them?" Yan Huai straightened up, his condescending look seemed unhappy.

Song Zhi shook her head desperately, her eyes full of bewilderment after making a mistake.

"Still..." Yan Huai turned off the microphones of the two of them, with a subtle threat, "Do you want to sleep in a single bed with me tonight?"

Song Zhi's head was whistling with a cool breeze before he recalled the details of the program.

The program has a room selection link every night. The villa they live in has two floors underground and eight floors above ground. There are nearly a hundred rooms in total, and each room has a different theme.

All guests choose room types according to the game rankings on the day of the event.At the same time, the four equipped on the day also need to spend different amounts of living coins to purchase.Theoretically, the better the condition of the room, the more living coins you will spend.

Song Zhi learned about the room models of the previous period in advance, and the guests who were ranked lower, the rooms selected were not only poor in environment, but many of them had cramped and narrow single beds.He couldn't even imagine the consequences of sleeping in a single bed with Yan Huai.

With a fever in his head, he took out the tissue and stood on tiptoe, grabbed Yan Huai's neck and went up with one breath.

The lipsticks of the two people are neatly printed on it.

Because the action was fast and nimble, Song Zhi had no time to get nervous and it was over.

Yan Huai's pupils dilated and shrunk for a moment, but recovered quickly.He licked his lower lip, pulled out the paper, and patiently helped Song Zhi wipe off the lipstick.

Song Zhi touched her lips, how did she kiss her just now?I was so anxious that I forgot what it felt like.

But even so, they only got No.3 results.If they continue to lose, they may not get enough living coins, and they will have to choose a room at the end.

Song Zhi was like fighting chicken blood. In the next three rounds of competition, he was more active than anyone else.

When the referee announced the start, he quickly climbed onto Yan Huai's back, and at the end, he took the initiative to put on lipstick for him, and took out a tissue to kiss.

As long as he is fast enough, his brain can't keep up with his actions, let alone his nervousness and blushing.

"This grandson suddenly became enlightened?"

"Maybe my husband taught me well."

In the five rounds, they were last in the first round and third in the second round, but in the next three rounds, the two played a tacit understanding and finally won the first place in the overall ranking.

At the end of the competition, the staff distributed living coins to several guests, and the No.1 "Rouge" combination won [-] living coins.

Song Zhi took his coin deposit bag and came to the other two groups of guests.

"What are you doing, little stutter?"

"I want Tang to find your husband."

Zhang Lun looked at Song Zhi's outstretched hand, and slapped his forehead, "Hey, look, I almost forgot."

As he spoke, Zhang Lun took out six living coins and put them in Song Zhi's palm, "Here, I owe you."

After finishing this group of guests, Song Zhi then went to the other side to "collect the debt", not forgetting to return the "credit card" to the original owner.

"Haha he still remembers!"

"It looks like me when I got pocket money."

"I teased you before, I can keep my autographed photo as a souvenir!" Zhang Lun called him from behind, "Xiao Song, do you really want it? It's too late to regret it."

"Haha Xiao Song is not rare."

"Xiao Song is busy asking for credit from her husband!"

Song Zhi put all the living coins she had collected into a bag, eager to find Yan Huai, and handed them all to him.

Yan Huai took the bag and weighed it, "It's really good, I'll go buy some snacks later."

"It's so sour, so sour."

"Husband is still someone else's good QWQ."

Yan Huai tied up the bag and stuffed it all into Song Zhi's pocket, "Keep it well, don't lose it."

"Is this grandson in charge of the money at home?"

"That's how he won't ruin his family property?"

The activities on the first day were relatively easy. After 04:30 in the afternoon, it was time for two people, and they were arranged by themselves until the room was allocated in the evening.

At the same time, the dinner needs to be settled by the guests themselves, and the living currency can be exchanged for money from the program group at any time.

Yan Huai asked him, "Want to go out to eat?"

Song Zhi shook her head.

"You still want to eat the noodles at noon?"

"Yeah." Song Zhi nodded happily.

"I love my husband's bowl of noodles."

"It's like the silly child has never eaten good food."

"Okay." Yan Huai stretched out his hand, "Boss Song, can I give you some food money?"

"Yes." Song Zhi took out five living coins from the purse and handed them to him.

One life coin can be exchanged for ten yuan.

"Five more." Yan Huai said.

"No, isn't it enough?" Song Zhi calculated the number of living coins, and she needed to save more, so she could choose a good room tonight.

"It's enough to buy vegetables, but I'm afraid it's not enough to buy you snacks."

"Can I, can I eat it?" Song Zhi blinked, her mind drifting to the supermarket.

"Want to eat?"

"Yeah." Song Zhi was really hungry, and wanted to eat new flavors of Lay's potato chips and ice cream.

"If you want to eat, you can."

"I really don't know who they should envy."

"Envy makes me ugly."

After changing the money, the two drove to the supermarket at noon.If you only eat noodles at night, you don't need many dishes, and the rest of the money can be used to buy snacks.

Yan Huai pushed the cart to the freezer, took out two bottles of Coke, and put two small boxes of ice cream on the cart, "One box today and one box tomorrow."

On the way, Song Zhi didn't need to choose by himself at all, Yan Huai knew his preferences very well, and had already bought everything he wanted.

Song Zhi felt guilty and restless, it must be because there were too many snacks at home, brother Yan Huai remembered them clearly.

After shopping, the two returned to the car. Yan Huai unwrapped the ice cream and handed it to him together with the plastic spoon. "It won't taste good after melting."

"Thanks, thank you." Song Zhi took it, and couldn't wait to dig out a spoonful and stuff it into her mouth, the fragrant chocolate spread between her lips and teeth.

"Is it delicious?" Yan Huai didn't drive in a hurry, his eyes stopped on the translucent spoon that Song Zhi put into his mouth.

Song Zhi nodded, and took another mouthful.

"It's delicious and you don't want to give it to your husband?"

"Haha, from my husband's soul torture."

"Hurry up, my husband is upset."

Song Zhi completely forgot about it, but brother Yan Huai didn't like ice cream either.

"Oh, yes, I'm sorry." Song Zhi remembered that there was another box, he unbuckled his seat belt, and turned over the plastic bag behind him.

Yan Huai stopped him, "Feed me with your spoon."

The author has something to say:

Come on, come on, it should be at ten o'clock in the evening, and it should be posted in advance after finishing it, okay~

My favorite part of choosing a room is finally here!happy~

Today is not a holiday, but I also wish the babies happy, meme chirp~