she really hates

Does this question matter?At least it is very important to Meng Xi.

Probably due to some reasons left over from history, although Song Zhiyi's behavior has been obvious, Meng Xi is not at ease unless she gets a clear statement.

And Song Zhiyi was slightly taken aback by the question.

"……Why do you ask?"

"Because you never said it." Meng Xi looked serious, and couldn't tell whether she was complaining or being coquettish. She said with reason, "You just said that you misunderstood, and asked me what I thought, whether I liked you, What kind of relationship do we have... But you haven't told me, do you like me?"

Song Zhiyi said: "I thought, I've made it obvious enough..."

"Do you like me?"

"..."

Meng Xi's eyes were very direct, as if he wanted to look into her eyes and dig out the most real part, so as to torture her mind.

Song Zhiyi's lips moved, but he couldn't make a sound under the gaze.

Like it?like.

But this silent, turbulent emotion seemed to strangle her throat, making it impossible for her to speak out so easily.

Meng Xi was waiting for an answer.

The longer Song Zhiyi hesitated, the more nervous she became, and her confidence that she was sure of everything could not be stabilized. If Song Zhiyi told her now that she had misunderstood, then...

Then she won't let it go!

"...More than just liking."

Song Zhiyi finally spoke.

Her voice was soft and clean, but at this moment it seemed that every word carried weight and fell down heavily.

"Mengxi... I love you."

Meng Xi froze for a moment.

She now knows exactly what kind of feelings she has for Song Zhiyi.

It's the kind of feeling that you will miss when you don't see her, care about her all the time, want to hug her, kiss her, even a simple name can touch your heart... This is liking.She likes Song Zhiyi.

There seems to be little difference between liking and loving.

But the word "love" seems to be inherently thicker, and it is difficult to say it easily.

But Song Zhiyi said it.

She stood there, wearing a pure white evening dress, her exposed skin was also white and flawless.

With this plain complexion, she looks dull on others, but she looks like an elf transformed from ice and snow.Creatures in fantasy should not exist in reality. What keeps her in the world is the emotion in those eyes, like the undulating sea in the wind and rain.

Meng Xi realized that she was serious.

"Then Miss Song, do you want to...well, consider being my girlfriend?"

Meng Xi couldn't help sitting up straighter, and she used a slightly frivolous tone to dissolve the solemnity in the air, and then said, "I'm serious about it. I'm much more serious than the engagement ceremony that might be taking place below—" —I will never accept those foolish excuses for breaking up. I like you and want to be with you, so I will overcome all problems instead of giving up halfway when encountering any difficulties. Unless, one day you tell me that you change your mind Oh... Song Zhiyi, are you listening?"

Meng Xi couldn't help calling her.

Song Zhiyi seemed to have just recovered, and opened his mouth: "...So did you agree?"

"You should promise me."

Meng Xi was originally a little upset that she was still distracted at this moment, but when she heard this sentence, her heart softened.

She deliberately said: "Did you listen to me just now? You are not allowed to break up with me when you are in love."

Song Zhiyi just looked at her, and suddenly laughed slowly.She said softly, "I wish I could."

Meng Xi had nothing to say.She and Song Zhiyi looked at each other for a moment, then cleared her throat: "Then we are together now?"

"Oh, yes."

They looked at each other for a while, one sat and the other stood, neither of them moved.

After a long time, Meng Xi said, "It doesn't feel real."

Yeah, it's like dreaming.Song Zhi thought.She felt that she was like an empty beach after the tide receded.

She looked at Meng Xi. After the dust settled, she seemed to relax a little subconsciously. She was sitting on the edge of the bed a moment ago, but now she moved inside, her slender legs curled up.

Those bright eyes looked at this side, and the black and white pupils seemed to be thoughtful.

This man... was now her treasure.

At this moment, Song Zhiyi suddenly realized this matter clearly.The belated joy was like a sweeping ocean wave, which undoubtedly overwhelmed her.

Song Zhiyi still stood still.

Meng Xi has decided to do something that he wanted to do but couldn't do before.

She originally wanted to stand up, but considering Song Zhiyi's effort in applying cold compresses to her, even though she didn't think such a degree of sprain was anything serious, she still planned to use her foot less so that it could recover properly.

Meng Xi thought about it and said, "Come here, aren't you tired standing there?"

Song Zhiyi obediently came over.

Meng Xi supported the bed with her knees, and when she walked to the bed, she opened her hands and coughed lightly, pretending to be calm: "Come and hug me?"

Song Zhiyi looked at her little friend who was about to be hugged, and couldn't help but smile slightly.Before Meng Xi turned his face, she stepped forward and hugged her.

Minty body wash scent.

Meng Xi could vaguely smell it when he entered the room, probably because Song Zhiyi had left this faint fragrance after staying here for two days, especially on the bed.

But now, it clearly wrapped Meng Xi with a warm and soft feeling.

They were pressed close together, as if to confirm her existence, Song Zhiyi buried herself in her shoulder, and slowly tightened her arms.

Meng Xi's waist hurt a little from being strangled, but she had no intention of breaking free.

It was only when they approached like this that there was no distance at all, Meng Xi really felt how slender Song Zhiyi was - she was already considered to be on the thin side, and Song Zhiyi was a circle thinner than her.

Is it because I usually pick this and that, so I am not eating well?

Meng Xi thought wildly, caressing Song Zhiyi's thin back.

"...that's how it feels real."

For a long time no one spoke.When he spoke again, Meng Xi was taken aback by the gentleness in his voice.

Song Zhiyi said, "It's not enough..."

Where is it not enough?

Song Zhiyi relaxed his arms, opened a little distance, and looked at Meng Xi at a very close position.

Meng Xi could feel her light breath brushing over her cheeks, and could see the thin down on her face, and the slender eyelashes covering her eyes, trembling slightly, and finally half closed.

She kissed.

It was a kiss that was so tender that it seemed reverent.It's not short-lived, but it's just a taste of it.

Meng Xi didn't even have time to be nervous or shy.But for a moment, she felt that Song Zhiyi was kissing her heart, with some kind of soothing force, making her heart tremble slightly.

Song Zhiyi slowly left.

The dry rose color on the matte surface of her lips was now stained with Meng Xi's lipstick, and the fine gold powder shone seductively in the moist water.

Meng Xi stared at her for a while, grabbed her body that was about to retreat, pressed her back neck with the other hand, raised her head and kissed her back.

The hands around her waist were clasped instantly.

The cushion was very soft, and Meng Xi's knees sank limply. His original height advantage was gone, and he was even a little shorter than Song Zhiyi.When asking for breath, he could only hook her neck.

The black and smooth hair was draped over her arms, and it was a little pressed. Meng Xi didn't dare to use force with his hands, for fear of hurting her, but he entangled her between his lips and teeth.

The other party responded gently and meticulously.

……

When they separated, both of them fell on the quilt, breathing unevenly.

Song Zhiyi's clear eyes were foggy at the moment, and the tails of the eyes were slightly red, as if the begonia had just bloomed.

The lipstick is completely worn off.

Meng Xi looked at her moist red lips, couldn't help but took another bite, and commented: "You can try the fruit flavor next time."

Song Zhiyi: "...do you like it?"

Counting the day of drunkenness, this is the second time Meng Xi has mentioned fruit-flavored lip gloss.

But if you want to say that she likes it, you don't usually see her paint it.

Meng Xi played a hooligan seriously: "It should still taste like chemicals. But that smell is sweet, and it smells like kissing will be sweet."

Song Zhiyi: "..."

After all, Meng Xi's skin was not as thick as the city wall, and when he met Song Zhiyi's eyes after speaking, his ears hidden in his hair turned red.

But she didn't look away, just looked at it, and touched Song Zhiyi's lips with her fingers.

"Did I bite that day too?"

She was talking about the wound on Song Zhiyi's mouth on the second day when she was drunk.

Song Zhiyi held her troubled hand, pursed his lips and smiled helplessly: "Yes, Mr. Meng with sharp teeth and sharp mouth."

"Then you still call me a puppy."

"How can you scold yourself so hard?"

"cough……"

Of course Meng Xi still remembered what she said at that time, but at that time she didn't know it was bitten by herself.

It's strange to think about it, did she like Song Zhiyi that much at that time?

They just fell on the bed and looked at each other face to face for a while.

Meng Xi didn't want to get up at all, and said: "Go down now, maybe you can catch up with the end of the engagement ceremony."

"do you want to go?"

"It doesn't matter whether you go or not, I just want to stay with you." Meng Xi took advantage of the situation and began to use sweet words.

"Then the two of us are together."

Song Zhiyi took her hand, with a soft smile like water waves in his eyes and brows.

Meng Xi kissed her contentedly.

What are the two doing together?

After finishing her addiction to kissing and hugging for a while, Meng Xi found her mobile phone: "I just have time to queue for two, and I haven't finished my daily session today."

Song Zhiyi had no objection.

Anyway, as long as you are with her, you can do anything.What's more, Meng Xi was still playing games on her lap.

However, Meng Xi had just mentioned a little girlfriend, so he was obviously not in the mood.

They first played a four-player standard field in duos, and the other two teammates were random.Meng Xi and Song Zhiyi were next to each other, and they didn't need to turn on the team voice, they could communicate however they wanted.

It's not uncommon for platoons to meet autistic teammates, and it's not uncommon for them to turn off their microphones and play their own games.Meng Xi has a girlfriend by her side, and her desire to communicate is greatly reduced, and she doesn't speak when her teammates don't speak.

But Song Zhiyi was obviously not like that.

It is meaningless to fight alone in the early stage of the four-player field. If you want to win, you must unite your teammates.And the hacker profession she plays needs communication the most, and she has to turn on the mic to communicate with teammates and command from time to time.

Meng Xi was interrupted several times while talking to her, so it was hard to say that we would leave them alone and play alone.After all, she judges others by herself. If she meets this kind of dog couple, she will definitely block and report them.

Besides, she could tell that Song Zhiyi was unexpectedly serious about winning or losing in this kind of game.As long as she can win, she will not let herself lose.

Meng Xi couldn't say that she didn't enjoy the game, but she was dissatisfied with the interruption of the sticky two-person world... But she was the first to bring up playing games.What does it mean to smash one's own foot, this is it.

In the second round, some people would flirt with Song Zhiyi because of her nice voice. If it wasn't for the fact that her teammates were exempt from this broken game, Meng Xi would have made him the first dead soul in the opening round.

After winning, Meng Xi realized that there really is no love in e-sports.

She immediately changed to a two-person field.

Song Zhiyi said: "Can't you complete the daily tasks in the two-person field?"

"But you don't talk to me seriously when there are others." Meng Xi hugged her hand and sighed resentfully, "Comrade Xiao Song, you can't do it. How can you be so inattentive when you are in love? Is it important to have a partner in the game?" ?”

Meng Xi never thought that one day he would say such a thing.When asked this question in the past, she always answered "what object is fun to play?" at the speed of light.

Song Zhiyi couldn't help laughing, and coaxed her: "Of course not, you are the most important."

Meng Xi is satisfied.

Two people entered the picture, including them, most of the couples are young couples.

Meng Xi, the game producer, after killing a pair of desperate mandarin ducks with a couple ID, avatar, and title, suddenly remembered: "Yes, this game can also be linked to couple accounts. Let's get one too."

Of course Song Zhiyi would not refuse.

In order to increase the stickiness of the game, "Survivor" has perfect social functions.

Teaming up with friends will increase the intimacy value, and when it reaches a certain level, they can be bound to each other as best friends or couples.

Meng Xi and Song Zhiyi play games together almost every day, and the intimacy value is of course already enough.

After being bound as a couple, there will be an extra "love value", which is the same as the intimacy value.When the love value reaches a certain level, you can buy mall props, customize exclusive titles such as "XX of XX", and hang the flash of Bling Bling on the character's head-Meng Xi buys and buys, this kind of thing that will reveal the position, She and Song Zhiyi agreed that she would definitely not be on the head when entering the game; and when the love value is fully raised, she can also buy a variety of couple skins in the mall, which can trigger special interactive actions when forming a team.

Meng Xi and Song Zhiyi have just bonded, so of course the love value is not enough-but this is not a problem for krypton gold players.

Meng Xi sent a wave of shopping mall gifts, and the system announcement swiped the public channel, and the following were all "66666", "Local tycoon begging for support", "Rich woman, rice meal".With such a big commotion, Han Yuming's news flew over immediately.

[Almighty Xiao Ming: Elder sister, are you two hiding upstairs to cheat? ?outrageous]

[Almighty Xiao Ming: Remember to take me up the road in the future, please]

Meng Xi was speechless.

She thinks it's even more outrageous that this person, as the leading actor in the engagement ceremony, still has time to pay attention to the game.

She decided to deal with him with one sentence.

[Meng Xi: Congratulations on your appointment as the Great Prophet, Song Zhiyi and I are together]

【Almighty Xiao Ming: ...】

[Almighty Xiao Ming:? ? ? ? 】

[Almighty Xiao Ming: No, what happened in this short period of time?Did you mean what I thought?Am I going to be stabbed tonight? 】

Meng Xi was overwhelmed by his question marks.

But now who has time to talk to him.Meng Xilai continued to play two games on Song Zhiyi's body, the aftereffects of staying up late yesterday showed up, blinking his eyes and starting to feel sleepy.

"are you sleepy?"

"A little bit..." Meng Xi put down his phone, turned over, hugged Song Zhiyi's waist, and said sullenly, "I slept too late yesterday."

"Xiaoyi should have arranged rooms for all the guests." Song Zhiyi lowered his head and stroked her hair, "I'll call a servant to take you there."

"...Can't I sleep here?"

Meng Xi turned his head slightly, squinted at her from below, and dragged his voice, "Anyway, there's no need to talk about the distance between friends now, right—"

"You can do it if you want."

Song Zhiyi only hesitated for a moment before agreeing. It seemed that after becoming a girlfriend, her tolerance towards Meng Xi also increased greatly.Whatever she does.

Meng Xi climbed up with a smile, kissed her, and called Doraemon Zhu to ask him to bring a change of clothes, then ran to the bathroom to remove makeup, and took a shower by the way.

When she came out of the shower, the clothes had already been delivered, but Song Zhiyi answered the phone temporarily and left.

Fortunately, Meng Xi was indeed tired, and fell asleep within 2 minutes of lying on the bed. He had no other thoughts, so he would not be disappointed.

After Song Zhiyi came back, she opened the door and saw her peaceful sleeping face.

Meng Xi's sleeping posture was unexpectedly stable.

She lay obediently under the quilt, her long hair, which was still soaked in moisture, was scattered on the pillow and curled slightly.The cheeks that have been steamed by the heat are especially supple, and there is a natural blush in the white skin.The delicate eyebrows stretched out, she didn't know what good thing she dreamed of, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

——Looking at it this way, it looks like Sleeping Beauty in a fairy tale.

Will you wake up if you kiss her?

Song Zhiyi thought so, but did not take action, but sat quietly by the bed for a long time.

Looking at such a place within reach, the real feeling of owning her is very clear.

Song Zhiyi stretched out his hand, lingering on her cheek for a moment, and finally just gently brushed away the strands of hair that were on her face.

The next morning, Meng Xi woke up naturally, stared at the unfamiliar ceiling for a long time, and the memory of yesterday slowly came back.

...not a dream.

Song Zhiyi was not around.

Meng Xi took out her phone and checked the time. It was early six o'clock in the morning...Thanks to her good biological clock.But is it reasonable for an evil capitalist to get up earlier than most social animals every day?

Meng Xi sat up from the bed puzzled.

It just so happened that Song Zhiyi walked out of the bathroom after washing, and saw her face full of sleep, and asked softly with some concern, "Did you wake up?"

"No, I woke up naturally..."

Meng Xi looked at her for a while.I think this scene is like any morning after the event, if she didn't sleep like a dead pig yesterday, and didn't even notice when Song Zhiyi came back.

Meng Xi just sat like this, following Song Zhiyi up and down the room with his eyes, gradually waking up from the dazed state of just waking up.

She reached out to get a hug from Song Zhiyi, and went to the bathroom to wash up.When he came out, Song Zhiyi had already changed and sat at the desk in front of the window, flipping through a stack of stapled A4 papers.

"looking at what?"

Meng Xi hugged her from behind and gave her a fresh good morning kiss full of orange toothpaste, "Is it a script, a drama? A musical?"

"The movie script." Song Zhiyi said, "It's the new movie that director Chu was preparing last time."

"Isn't that a rejection?"

"I declined the role, but he later invited me to be the piano instructor..."

"This kind of work is very troublesome, who will take it for you?" Meng Xi was a little dissatisfied.

She doesn't understand the rules of the film and television industry, but she also knows that as Song Zhiyi, she doesn't need to take on such a job.

And it didn't do her any good. If the movie was made well, she would be the icing on the cake - she was used to promote the movie early on; if it wasn't made well, it would be a disaster, and Song Zhiyi's reputation would be affected.

To do such a thankless task, it is better to open more concerts.

Meng Xi recalled the situation of the last funeral, and somewhat had some opinions on Song Zhiyi's manager, but this time she wronged the wrong person.

Song Zhiyi paused and said, "It was a friend of mine who made peace."

"Friend?" Meng Xi was keenly aware of the abnormality, and said vigilantly, "It can't be that 'Mr. Qu'?"

Song Zhiyi was really surprised: "You know?"

"..."

If you guessed blindly, it would be better if you didn't guess right.Meng Xi said angrily: "Isn't he chasing you? Just chasing someone like that, huh, competing on the same stage with him is an insult to me."

Song Zhiyi smiled helplessly: "Who is qualified to compete with you? You have already won."

Meng Xi felt relieved.

Song Zhiyi is too good at coaxing people.

And she said "I won long ago", how "early" is it?While thinking about it, Meng Xi was still not at ease, so he sent a message to Xiao Zhu, asking him to check the information about this movie.

If the team is too unreliable, Meng Xi will not let Song Zhiyi get involved.

Not long after, Xiao Zhu sent a detailed report back.

"Huh?" Meng Xi flipped through the pages, a little surprised, "This investor seems to be... the property of the Tao family?"

Is their family interested in the film and television industry?

Meng Xi felt unhappy when he thought of the female companion Tao Fei brought yesterday.

Looking at Wang Lan's appearance, she definitely has a grudge against Song Zhiyi. Pillow wind will have some effect, so it's hard to guarantee that she won't take this opportunity to embarrass Song Zhiyi.

Meng Xi said, "Should I push it?"

Song Zhiyi said: "The contract has already been signed. What's more, I am here to repay Mr. Qu's favor."

That would be bad for breaking the contract.Meng Xi could only find a way to find someone to take care of her when the time came. She looked at Song Zhiyi's pure and harmless face and shook her head helplessly: "Girlfriend, you are too worrying."

Song Zhiyi: "..."

She realized that this "girlfriend" was calling her, her heart was sweet and a little funny.

"Boss Tao will not make things difficult for me for your sake."

As for Wang Lan, Song Zhiyi was able to beat her into the mud before, and now he can come for the second time.

"Knowing is one thing, worrying is another..." Meng Xi muttered, and said worriedly, "Call me if you need anything."

"I will," Song Zhiyi could only respond, paused, and called her politely, "...Girlfriend."

After all, she couldn't be as natural as Meng Xi, so she couldn't help lowering her voice, as if she was afraid of scaring away the butterfly in front of her eyes. In the gentle morning light, such an ordinary address seemed charming.

No wonder since ancient times Hunjun has always matched beauties, Meng Xi thought, with this kind of gentleness, who would want to work.