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    At the end of the Lin Zhiman, after all, he failed to overcome the psychological level. It was really like the staff proposed to find Yun Zhaozhao for a cup of tea.

    Even if such behaviors will make Lin Zhiman look like some people collapse, and she does not do that, it is simply putting her face on the ground.

    In fact, Lin Zhiman doesn't need to be tangled so much at all. Even if she is cheeky to find Yun Zhaozhao for tea, she has no her.

    In addition to the guests who filmed, there were so many staff members at the recording site. Yun Zhaozhao himself did not care about a drink and all split it.

    After dinner, after the program group asked eight guests to return to the bedroom, they asked them to send a text message to the most favorite guests today. The SMS cannot expose their identity and can only send a text message.

    Yun Zhaozhao received the task released by the show group from the cameraman. She suddenly stopped at the door of the bedroom and turned around and asked the cameraman next to her: "There is no rule to send it to the male guest?"

    The cameraman stunned and returned subconsciously: "There is no such rule."

    "Then I know ~" Yun Zhaozhao wielded his hand and opened the door directly into the bedroom.

    The cameraler suddenly reacted to Yun Zhaozhao's words. She widened her eyes and looked at Yun Zhaozhao, who had already entered the house: "You want to send text messages to female guests? But the show group has no such precedent-"

    Snapped.

    The door has been closed. According to the privacy requirements, the scene in the bedroom is not allowed to shoot.

    The cameraman had to leave in worries.

    The system doesn't know what the name of Yun Zhaozhao is doing: "Who do you want to send the text message?"

    Yun Zhaozhao said as it should: "Shen Qi."

    The system did not expect that it would be this development. It was extremely puzzled: "... Why did you send it to her? Don't you think Ye Si is a good person? Why not send it to Ye Si?"

    "Good people belong to good people, but don't mean that I like him. But Shen Qi boasts me! She said so sincere, I'm happy."

    Yun Zhaozhao performed so straightforwardly, completely forgetting the words she had said to Ye Si on the beach earlier.

    But Ye Si has been waiting because he is not familiar with Yun Zhaozhao's nature.

    At nine o'clock, Ye Si's mobile phone rang, which means that he received a text message.

    Ye Si immediately opened the text message to check.

    Looking at it, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

    Although the text message was not signed, Ye Si could be distinguished at a glance that the text message he received was not sent by the person he expected.

    Lin Zhiman did not receive a text message, and Qi Xinyue did not receive the text message.

    Although the two had long -had a premonition, it was inevitable that it was inevitable after confirmation.

    On the contrary, Shen Qi received a text message, telling her to be shocked and happy.

    Shen Qi thought that with Yun Zhaozhao's tea art today, there would be no male guests sent her.

    Shen Qi was curious, and opened the text message to see the content shyly, but found that there was only one Yan text inside: "^_^"

    Shen Qi's loss was directly written on her face. How can she guess this?Which male guest will send this kind of old -fashioned face ...

    And Yun Zhaozhao, who continued to vibrate the mobile phone, didn't care about it. She didn't even wait for the result and went to bed early.

    Yun Zhaozhao's ancient creature clock made her wake up naturally at five in the morning.

    At five o'clock in the morning, the sky outside was still gray, and the low calls of seagulls could be faintly heard, and the whole villa was still asleep.

    Yun Zhaozhao got up to wash up, and when she walked out of the bedroom, she found that the cameraman hadn't started work yet, so she quietly went downstairs to find something to eat.

    Seeing that there was not even a ghost in the villa, Yun Zhaozhao took off the mask on his face directly.

    It's just that the program team carried out the desert island very thoroughly, and Yun Zhaozhao didn't find any food in the kitchen.

    After dinner yesterday, the program team removed all the food in the villa, and even confiscated all the snacks brought by the guests.

    Yun Zhaozhao didn't want to go upstairs, so she curled up on the sofa with a hungry stomach, turned on the projector and played cartoons.

    Elementary school students thought the animation was childish, but Yun Zhaozhao watched it very seriously, and discussed the plot seriously with the system.

    For convenience, Yun Zhaozhao put on a loose T-shirt on his upper body and a pair of high-waisted denim shorts on his lower body.

    Because there was no one around, Yun Zhaozhao had no scruples. She stretched out her two long straight legs and hung them on the armrest of the sofa without any image.

    When Fu Yin came out of the bedroom on the first floor, what he saw was such a beautiful scene.

    The girl lay lazily on the sofa, staring intently at the curtain in front of her, not noticing the person coming.

    Her eyes were covered with a layer of water mist because she had just woken up, as if there was a reflection of heaven reflected in her eyes.

    The mottled light and shadow produced by the projector flickered on and off, the dark sofa set off the white skin that almost seemed to melt, and the clean and flawless face seemed to emit a halo.

    Beautiful to the extreme, tempting to fall.

    Fu Yin saw Yun Zhaozhao's face.

    The face not covered by the mask.

    Fu Yin was stunned, his mind went blank.

    Fu Yin has always thought that he is the kind of person who will never be swayed by beauty, and it has always been like this in the past. No matter how beautiful a woman is in front of him, even if she takes off her clothes, Fu Yin is like a rock, neverwill be shaken by it.

    But until today, until now, until this second.

    Only then did Fu Yin realize that the reason why he would not waver was because those beauties were not beautiful enough.

    What is beauty?

    Before that, Fu Yin felt that there was no standard for beauty.

    From now on, Yun Zhaozhao is the only one Fu Yin knows about beauty.

    With a bang, Yun Zhaozhao, who was immersed in the animation, was startled.She looked up to where the voice came from, and saw Fu Yin standing there in a daze.

    Seeing Fu Yin's somewhat familiar expression, Yun Zhaozhao remembered that she took off her mask because she thought it was troublesome.

    Whoops, was seen.

    Thinking of this, Yun Zhaozhao felt a little troublesome, but that was all.

    Yun Zhaozhao sat up straight and waved at Fu Yin.

    Fu Yin closed her eyes.

    Even though he couldn't see that face, he could still feel Yun Zhaozhao's presence.

    She didn't need to speak, just sat there quietly, exuding a strange magic power.

    Knowing that there is an abyss in front of him, and taking one more step will lead to eternal doom, but that fatal attraction is still tempting to keep moving forward.

    Can go back?

    Fu Yin opened his eyes again, his pupils became deep and focused, and he walked slowly in front of Yun Zhaozhao.

    Yun Zhaozhao smiled at him: "Can you not tell it? You know, my face will be very troublesome if it appears in front of people."

    Fu Yin half-kneeled in front of Yun Zhaozhao, and he watched Yun Zhaozhao's feet stepping on the ground casually.

    It was narrow and slender, like creamy fat, as thin as an ankle that would break if pinched, and even the toes were so beautiful that one really wanted to put it in the palm of her hand and gently kiss it.

    Crazy ideas appeared in Fu Yin's mind one after another, but in the end Fu Yin carefully picked up the shoes and put them on for Yun Zhaozhao with his own hands.

    Fu Yin: "I won't say it."

    Beauty should be treasured and private.

    There is no turning back for him.

    The author has something to say:

    Great!"Falling Horse" limited to one person

    In your imagination, one ordinary morning, you go downstairs and find a fairy in the ordinary living room

    At that moment, the whole world seemed to be bright, hehe

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