Jiang Jingzuo lifted his suitcase to Nanyin's room with one hand.

Nanyin followed him, and when he saw him put down his suitcase, he didn't rush out. He glanced back and forth in her room, and occasionally looked out the things in the corner and then straightened them seriously.

"What are you doing?" Nan Yin asked laughed and cried as he looked at his series of actions.

"Check the room for dangerous items."

Nan Yin was stunned. She thought he was looking for something. When she came to her senses, the half-covered door was knocked from outside when she was about to say something.

Seeing Jiang Jingzuo pick up the pillow on the bed and watch it inside and out, Nan Yin turned around and opened the door, and saw the director standing at the door, with a medicine bottle still in his hand.

"Director, what's wrong?" Generally speaking, when the program starts recording, it is impossible for the director to appear.

"The program was suspended for recording first. Jingzuo just bumped into it. I asked someone to take a bottle of bruising and injury medicine." The director explained to Nanyin. He was about to cross Nanyin and entered the door. He glanced at Jiang Jingzuo who was still checking the room. After thinking about it, he handed the bottle of medicine in his hand to Nanyin's hand. "Nanyin, you can tell Jingzuo later and let him remember to apply medicine."

"..." Before Nan Yin could say a word, she saw that the director had turned around and went downstairs.

She glanced at the camera in the room and stopped shooting. She couldn't help but feel relieved and said what she hadn't said just now, "There are cameras everywhere here, it's very safe, you don't need to..."

"I'm not relieved." Jiang Jingzuo spoke indifferently and continued his hand movements.

Unable to say what he felt, Nan Yin felt a warm current in her heart, flowing to her limbs, unconsciously holding the medicine bottle in her hand, quickly changing the subject with a hot face, thinking of the painful cry that she suspected had just heard, and asked tentatively, "You just bumped into it?"

Jiang Jingzuo paused, touched his nose, and said vaguely, Nan Yin asked reluctantly, "It hurts very much? I just heard you scream."

Jiang Jingzuo only felt that his whole body was tightened, the man's dignity was questioned, and his earlobes were a little red, "What's the pain? I didn't take it seriously..."

He hurriedly explained, intending to turn the article over, as if he realized something, he paused suddenly and looked straight at Nanyin, with disbelief and shock on his face, "Do you care about me?"

Nan Yin was stunned by his surprise tone and looked at him firmly for a few seconds. Her deep and dark eyes were like a seductive vortex, and she couldn't help but get close. Nan Yin couldn't help but lose and opened her eyes, and raised the medicine bottle in her hand to Jiang Jingzuo as if she was concealed, "The director asked me to give it to you."

"Oh." After learning this fact, Jiang Jingzuo lowered his eyes and felt a little disappointed.

"Actually, I care about you too." Unable to say what I felt at that moment, Nan Yin expressed her thoughts in a strange way.

Facing Jiang Jingzuo's stunned and shocked expression, Nan Yin raised her hand nervously and habitually wanted to put the broken hair behind her ears. She realized that she had tied a high ponytail today, and then she put down her hand at ease, explaining intermittently, "Just just now, when I was downstairs, you bumped into it because of me, right?"

After hearing her exclamation again, he, who had disappeared, would not appear so in time. He was afraid that before she released her suitcase, Jiang Jingzuo saw her carrying the suitcase and was already hurriedly walking towards her.

When people are nervous and anxious, they will not care about the surrounding environment. But Nanyin can’t guess what Jiang Jingzuo is nervous or anxious about?

Because she carried her luggage? This seems to be a bit inexplicable.

Seeing that Jiang Jingzuo only looked at him calmly and neither deny nor admit, Nan Yin felt that her eardrums were filled with her heartbeat like a drum. She quickly walked towards Jiang Jingzuo, without thinking, and pulled his hand straight, spreading his palms, "Here, take it..."

Seeing that the medicine bottle was held by his slender fingers, Nan Yin was about to withdraw his hand when she saw Jiang Jingzuo, as if he was crazy, opened his five fingers and opened her fingers, which had not yet been withdrawn, and then held her tightly.

He held it tightly, and even pressed her fingers with a faint force, almost turning into a tight clasp between his palms.

It seemed like there was a current that spread throughout the body from the position where the hands were fitted, causing a numbness.

The medicine bottle fell off from his hand with a "bang" sound, hitting hard on the floor, and also hitting Nan Yin's nerves.

Nan Yin slowed down and raised her eyes in surprise for several seconds, but saw Jiang Jingzuo lowering his head and looking at the medicine bottle in his hand with a little distracted look. Or their crossed hands.

Nan Yin moved her fingers, secretly used some strength to pull out her hands, put her hands on her side, and stood awkwardly.

Seeing the hot gaze on his head, Nan Yin pinched his fingers helplessly, subconsciously trying to avoid them, and quickly bent down and squatted down, raising his hand to pick up the medicine bottle.

A shadow quickly covered her cheeks, and a warm breath fell. Even if she put it on the medicine bottle, she was covered by her broad palms.

This time, Nan Yin did not hesitate, quickly pulled back his hand and stood up.

Jiang Jingzuosong held the medicine bottle loosely, stood up and coughed, pointing to the door, "Thank you for your medicine, then I'll go out first."

"Oh, OK." Nan Yin put away the strange feeling in her heart and said in a normal tone.

Outside the door, Jiang Jingzuo looked down at the medicine bottle in his hand and couldn't help but rub his fingers.

He held hands and received her care. This injury was really not in vain. If he had known it, he would have exaggerated the injury. Nan Yin might still be asking him about his well-being.

Jiang Jingzuo looked back at the closed door and sighed regretfully.

Forget it, there are more than 20 days of recording anyway, so there are opportunities in the future.

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Jiang Jingzuo and Nanyin stayed in their respective rooms for the afternoon to rest, just avoiding the embarrassment of not being able to go out in the morning.

Of course, this is just Nanyin's wishful thinking.

The other mcs of the show only arrived one after another in the evening.

The scenes shot today are just as clips of the beginning of the show, and tomorrow is the beginning of the main film. The director didn't pay much attention to it. After adding a few pictures, he announced that he would let him go.

Jiang Jingzuo stood at the door fiddling with the bicycle in the inn, and finally rode back and forth twice.

Several people were suggesting to take a walk around here. Nan Yin was walking in front. As soon as she came out, she saw Jiang Jingzuo riding a bicycle from a short distance, with a storm of wind flying around the corner of her clothes and a relaxed smile on her lips.

The entire beach seemed to have become his home court, and the surrounding scenery became a background board, and he showed his youthfulness and vitality freely.

Just watching it makes people feel moved.

Nanyin looked at it in a daze, and didn't even know when Jiang Jingzuo rode his bicycle to the steps in front of her.

"Kingzuo, we are going to go for a walk, aren't you going to join us?" one of the mc Chen Tian asked.

"You can also walk around while riding a bicycle," Jiang Jingzuo replied coldly to Chen Tian, ​​and said hello to the others, and his eyes fell on Nan Yin.

He looked at her, his black eyes shining, "Take you to have fun?"

The other few are seniors who are thirty years old, and they all know that Jiang Jingzuo and Nanyin have been filming together since childhood. It is not too strange to see the way Jiang Jingzuo and Nanyin get along. The entertainment industry is true and false, sometimes even myself knows which ones are true and which ones are false.

"Nanyin, then you go," Seeing that Nanyin was hesitant, the intimate sister Zhou Wanyang spoke, and said without forgetting to order, "Remember to come back early."

Nanyin usually has a happy and moving personality under the camera. Since the camera is not filming now, Nanyin has no worries. She was pushed down a few steps by several other mcs and walked to Jiang Jingzuo.

"It may be a bit heavy." Nan Yin had never been carried by anyone before, so she couldn't help but remind Jiang Jingzuo in advance before she sat on it.

After Nanyin sat in the back seat, Jiang Jingzuo slid forward a few steps and chuckled, "Do you have any misunderstandings about yourself?"

"What?" She was just busy adjusting her sitting position and didn't hear Jiang Jingzuo clearly.

Jiang Jingzuo didn't answer any more, stepped on the pedal, and drove out when Nanyin couldn't react in time.

Nan Yin screamed in a low voice, feeling the surrounding scenery retreated rapidly, her cheeks hurt by the evening wind, her heartbeats quickly, and she subconsciously pulled Jiang Jingzuo's banyan clothes corner. The voice was tense and filtered in the wind, "Don't ride so fast, slow down."

"..." As if thinking of something, Jiang Jingzuo pushed his cheeks, his lips were pursed inadvertently, and his heartfelt smiled, "I can't wait."

"You rode too fast, I feel like you are about to throw it out." Nan Yin did not pay much attention to the ambiguity in Jiang Jingzuo's words, and expressed his thoughts without any concealment.

As Nan Yin said, I don’t know what happened, the car that was originally driving steadily began to stagger as it was driving rapidly.

Nan Yin couldn't react in time, and her cheeks hit Jiang Jingzuo's back with inertia.

His body temperature was transmitted from his thin shirt to her cheeks, and then it quickly spread to the heat.

While I was shaking my mind, a familiar voice in front of me came clearly with a smile, "Nanyin, hold me tight."

She pinched the fingers at the corner of his clothes and paused, raised her eyes to meet the eyes he looked at.

In the dark night, the circles of colorful lights by the sea were filled with light, and those deep eyes were surging with unknown light, clearly reflecting her stunned expression at this moment.

"You hold me," he paused, almost word by word, "I promise I won't let you throw it out."
Chapter completed!