The inn officially opened the next day.

Because it is located by the sea, near the mountains and sea, not far away is the famous local scenic spot, with a large flow of people and the star effect of publicity before the filming of the program, as soon as it was almost lunch time, many tourists came and they all broke through the door of the inn.

The chef who is in charge will change as the customer orders. In this way, several mcs are constantly exchanging identities between the host and the waiter, and they become busy.

Nanyin had just served a portion of shrimp dumplings made by Zhou Wanyang. As soon as she walked out of the kitchen, she saw Jiang Jingzuo standing by the door at a glance.

Although Jiang Jingzuo is a walking human-shaped clothes rack, and he can wear it with a big brand when wearing a rag sack, he can stand quietly, and every shot is a pictorial, but I don’t know if it’s an illusion, she always feels that Jiang Jingzuo seems to be concave in the moment?

The accident of kissing indirectly last night is still vivid in my mind. In order to prove that I really don’t care, Nan Yin tried hard to suppress the discomfort in her heart. When she passed by Jiang Jingzuo, she said lightly, “Where are you posing here?”

Jiang Jingzuo was waiting for Nanyin outside the kitchen and reached out to help her serve the plates, but Nanyin avoided it. She had no choice but to follow Nanyin to the dining area, "It's almost done, I have nothing to do."

Nan Yin pursed her lips and didn't say anything. She smiled and said a few words to the customer when serving the food. Then she returned the same way. After confirming that all the dishes were served, she breathed a lot of relief. She had been busy all morning and finally had a break from her busy schedule.

"Why don't you speak?" Seeing that Nan Yin ignored him, Jiang Jingzuo asked again unwillingly.

Only then did Nanyin notice that Jiang Jingzuo was following him, frowned and was about to speak, when he heard him say, "Do you still remember what happened yesterday in your heart?" As if you didn't see Nan Yin's instant red face, Jiang Jingzuo said to himself, "Don't care too much, it's just an unexpected indirect..."

Nan Yin's mind was full of these words, including when she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep last night, seeing that Jiang Jingzuo was about to repeat those words again, she was anxious and tiptoed to raise her hand to cover Jiang Jingzuo's mouth, "Don't say it."

Seeing Nanyin's red earlobes, Jiang Jingzuo's smile became deeper and deeper, "Are you shy?"

Nan Yin didn't know what Jiang Jingzuo said, but she felt a warm breath densely covered her soft palm. It was itchy and a numb feeling that flowed from her palm to everywhere.

She looked stunned, and withdrew her hand in a panic, rubbing her clothes, her tone was a bit obvious, "That's just an accident. I forgot it, so don't keep mentioning it."

"..." Jiang Jingzuo's lips became more and more obvious, and he only looked at Nan Yin with gentle eyebrows, "Okay, I won't mention it."

Nan Yin was surprised why Jiang Jingzuo was so easy to talk this time. He raised his eyes and bumped into his deep pupils with a thin soft light. He opened his mouth and subconsciously wanted to say something, but he couldn't even say a word.

Jiang Jingzuo looked at Nan Yin's dazed look and tried his best to restrain the pleasure that was about to overflow. He couldn't help but raise his hand and touched Nan Yin's head, lowering his head slightly, very serious, "You have something on your hair."

In front of Nan Yin, Jiang Jingzuo rubbed her hair, and her slender and distinctive fingers made a move to bounce the air, blasting away the dirty things that did not exist.

"What is it?" Jiang Jingzuo's movement was too fast, and Nan Yin couldn't see clearly what he had taken from her head, so she couldn't suppress her curiosity and asked.

"It's just a dirty thing." Jiang Jingzuo raised his hand and gestured in front of Nan Yin, "It fell into my hands, and when the wind blew, it suddenly flew away."

"Childish." Nan Yin was laughed at Jiang Jingzuo's actions, but she tried her best to show a serious look. Her face was slightly red because of her force, and her apricot eyes were still a little watery.

Seeing Nanyin paying attention to him, Jiang Jingzuo also came to his heart and followed Nanyin to the seat by the window and said, "Do you know what you were like just walking?"

Nanyin poured himself a bit of tea and shook her head when she looked at Jiang Jingzuo, and was a little puzzled. How could Jiang Jingzuo mention his walking posture for no reason?

"Like this," Seeing Nanyin put her eyes on her, Jiang Jingzuo imitated Nanyin more tangibly, "When passing by me, he raised his head, raised his chin, and his shoulders were straight, without squinting, and there was a hint of sneering, like a proud white swan."

Jiang Jingzuo's description is not funny. What made Nan Yin laugh was that he imitated her movements. He didn't learn very much, but he was a little funny. Nan Yin couldn't help laughing out loud, picked up the little doll next to him and smashed it at Jiang Jingzuo, "How could I be like you."

Jiang Jingzuo quickly took the doll thrown by Nan Yin, "It's almost eight points."

Nanyin glanced at him and was about to say something, but Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Shen Tian walking towards her, followed by her sweet voice, "Jingzuo, Nanyin, what are you doing? It looks so lively."

Nan Yin only felt that she had goose bumps caused by her deliberately pinched throat. Jiang Jingzuo's smile on his face also restrained a lot, and his voice was also very light, "Just chat."

The surrounding environment suddenly became quiet.

Perhaps he could not get involved in the topic circle of Jiang Jingzuo and Nanyin. Shen Tian was bored for a while and then found an excuse to leave.

The afternoon time passed quickly while washing dishes and tidying the table and preparing dinner.

In the evening, the towering trees outside the inn were filled with colorful lights, lit up in circles, and the light and shadow shine, setting off the evening sea view, adding to the visual excitement.

The inn dining area is filled with the sound of cups overlapping, and occasionally a few gentle music sounds will come from the main area on the first floor.

After the song is over, the next song will automatically play.

When Nanyin heard the familiar tunes and sounds, she was stunned and felt a little embarrassed. However, Jiang Jingzuo looked at Nanyin with bright eyes, "Nanyin, is it the song you sang?"

The other people didn't notice it at first, but after hearing what Jiang Jingzuo said, he couldn't help but turn his eyes on Nan Yin.

Under the gaze of everyone, Nan Yin nodded shyly and explained, "The theme song of a TV series I performed last year is really well written..."

"The lyrics are better than the lyrics I wrote." Jiang Jingzuo praised without any hesitation.

Zhou Wanyang looked at Jiang Jingzuo's complete admiration and pride for Nanyin, and couldn't help but chuckled, "Jingzuo still knows music?"

Before he could answer, Zhou Wanyang took a look at the dining area, "I see that there are several guests who are your fans. Why don't you take a guitar to play a few sentences, and you can also cooperate with Nanyin a little bit."

When Jiang Jingzuo heard about working with Nanyin, he was a little moved. He thought of something again and waved his hand to refuse, "No, I'll just listen to Nanyin singing, I won't be ugly."

"So humble?" Seeing Jiang Jingzuo refuse, Nan Yin couldn't help but tease, "This is not like you at all."

She paused, "I don't seem to see you touching an instrument, I'm a little interested in listening to it."

"...Table 02 seems to be checking out, I'll go there first." I was afraid that if Nan Yin continued to say it, I couldn't control the impulse to pick up the guitar. Jiang Jingzuo almost fled to the main area in a panic.

Until all the guests left, Jiang Jingzuo slowly packed up his things and went upstairs to rest.

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Just as Nan Yin covered the monitor and was about to go into the bathroom to take a shower, she heard a slight knock on the door.

Not obvious, but enough for her to hear.

She paused, put down her clothes, walked to the door, and asked in a low voice, "Who?"

There were only six of them in the inn. Nanyin couldn't think of who would come to find her at this time.

"It's me."

The voice outside the door was a little low and hoarse, but the recognition was extremely high. So Nanyin immediately recognized that this was Jiang Jingzuo's voice.

Without hesitation, she tried not to make too loud noises, carefully opened some gaps, and looked at Jiang Jingzuo who was in the dark behind her, "What's wrong?"

"Didn't you say you want to listen to the guitar I played?" Nan Yin lowered her head, and then she saw the inn guitar in Jiang Jingzuo's hand, "I'm not asleep yet, so I'll come to find you."

Nan Yin was not very cautious about Jiang Jingzuo, so she opened her body sideways and let him in, half-closing the door, and she was a little curious, "Why didn't you play in front of everyone just now?"

Jiang Jingzuo found a small chair in Nanyin's room to sit down. His voice was not light or heavy, as if he was talking casually and not caring about it, or it was real, his own unique idea, "I don't want to play it for them, I just play it for you."

Nanyin was stunned by his answer. Before she could think too much, Jiang Jingzuo touched his pocket and slowly started playing the guitar.

Jiang Jingzuo's posture is very straight, and his technique of tying the strings looks very professional. His tune is smooth, full of spirituality and roundness, and he has more coordination of fullness and balance.

As if he accidentally glanced at Nan Yin's dazed and lost his mind, Jiang Jingzuo's originally tense body relaxed.

I don’t know how long it took, but Jiang Jingzuo stood up with his guitar in his arms and looked at Nanyin expectantly, “How is it that I played?”

Nan Yin lowered her eyes, and her long eyelashes fell a fine layer of shadow at the sockets. Her expression was a little complicated, and she slowly walked closer to Jiang Jingzuo.

It seemed that he had never seen the distance between him and Jiang Jingzuo. Nanyin leaned into Jiang Jingzuo's chest. Jiang Jingzuo only felt a fragrance that made people unable to stop coming into his nose. As he shook his mind, a pair of soft hands touched his waist.

Through the thin fabric, he was a little itchy, but he was reluctant to avoid it.

As soon as his pocket lightened, Jiang Jingzuo suddenly came to his senses and saw Nan Yin holding his cell phone in his hand.

There is also the guitar demonstration silence page he just opened on the page, and the time is still counting minute by minute on the song.

Jiang Jingzuo felt the scene suddenly awkward, and a tense feeling came again, "Just, I don't know, why it showed such a page."

"Oh." The sound of sudden realization, the deliberately elongated tone, was obviously not the same.

Looking at Nan Yin's face, Jiang Jingzuo suffocated breathing, and was embarrassed to be knocked out, and he didn't know what to say.

In front of Nan Yin, he even wanted to hit the wall to kill him.

The air was quiet for a few seconds, and Nanyin's voice suddenly rang out, "At least you cooperated well. If it weren't for the wrong beat in the middle, I wouldn't have heard it."

When Jiang Jingzuo heard the flaws pointed out by Nan Yin, he was a little upset, lowered his head, looking a little depressed.

"But it's pretty good," she said, bent her eyes, smiled, and looked at him steadily, "I'm serious."

"Actually, I didn't listen to the guitar carefully just now."

"Hmm?" Jiang Jingzuo was a little puzzled.

"Student Jiang Jingzuo, do you have any misunderstandings about yourself?" He didn't expect Nan Yin to use what he said to return it to him, but in the current environment, he was even more confused.

"You are here, who can see and hear something close to you?" She paused, "at least I can't."

He was stunned, and it took a few seconds to figure out what Nanyin meant.

Nan Yin is here, do you praise him for being good-looking?
Chapter completed!