After the divorce, the whole world is waiting for us to get back together

The photographer's words seemed to knock Cheng Xi down as if a nearby light had fallen.

She felt that she was well prepared for the intimate contact she would have with Meng Zhijin when she was shooting a couple poster today, but she was overwhelmed by a single action.

The bright light gradually swallowed the surroundings of Cheng Xi's line of sight into white, and the hour hand rotated in the opposite direction, being turned back bit by bit.

The shadow of the moon fell into the dark room and raised the white curtains.

The shadow on the wall outlines the figure of the girl sitting on the bed, her slender arm is supporting her body with one hand, her slightly raised neck is undulating with the fluctuation of the curtain.

The sweltering heat of summer makes sweat seep out from the hair, and the butterfly bones facing each other draw a mountain stream for the sweat beads.

The long black hair fluttered in Cheng Xi's sight, she squinted her eyes slightly, and the scorching breath sank into the long hair together with her raised fingers.

"elder sister……"

More and more winds rushed into the room, disturbing the moonlight reflected in Cheng Xi's eyes.

She raised her neck slightly, and saw that the swaying curtain helped her break away from the dark silence of the night.

The skin that is not exposed to light on weekdays is delicate and delicate, like the snow that covers the eyes in summer, under the delicate kiss, pieces of crimson plum blossoms bloom.

Inappropriate.

But it's also very timely.

"..."

Memories raid.

Cheng Xi sat where she was, and didn't let go for a long time.

Fortunately, there were not many people around, so they couldn't see clearly Cheng Xi's dazed look at the moment.

She just thought she was waiting for Meng Zhijin to get ready to lie down.

Memories are always single, even if the person standing in the same frame is the other party in the picture.

Meng Zhijin didn't seem to have any association with the photographer's words, she was as calm as ever, lowered her head and straightened her skirt.

I don't know if it was a long time, or just a few seconds.

The originally elongated memory passed by in a flash, and Cheng Xi felt a sudden weight drop from her legs.

Meng Zhijin lay on her lap as requested by the photographer.

Cheng Xi's skirt today is the same as her previous style, the slit skirt hangs naturally around her under the manipulation of the staff.

The slender legs were exposed without any concealment, not to say that she was uncomfortable, but Meng Zhijin's soft long hair fell on her legs like this, and all the unconcealable warmth fell on her skin .

The sense of inappropriate familiarity is too much.

"Xiao Wang, go and tidy up the skirt for Mr. Meng." The photographer directed.

Then he looked at the picture in the camera and suggested to Meng Zhijin and Cheng Xi: "The two teachers can look at each other to create some CP feeling of affectionate gaze."

Although in front of the camera is the time for the two of them to be alone, but the round camera is removed, and the staff in the shooting area make it impossible for Cheng Xi to ignore that the intimacy between her and Meng Zhijin is carried out under the eyes of countless pairs of eyes.

It is really strange to say.

It's not like she hasn't been close to Meng Zhijin in public before, and she often went to sit with Meng Zhijin with two glasses of drinks during the filming intervals behind "Daylight".

The rare sunny day in winter, occasionally two sparrows perched on a dead branch to snuggle up for warmth.

The two of them just watched the setting of the scene busy, and the shoulders touching each other were almost as close as they are now.

The light blinded everything in Cheng Xi's sight, and the dull emotion finally came to her palm after almost two years.

It was only then that Cheng Xi realized that the red book lying between her and Meng Zhijin was so obviously dazzling, it was harder to ignore than the light from the reflector.

The fingers belonging to someone else wiped Cheng Xi's chin, pulling her back to God.

For some unknown reason, Meng Zhijin raised her hand, and it just stopped a little below her chin.

She was resting on Cheng Xi's lap, and her slender figure couldn't support the loose old white dress even after lying down. The round shoulder blades smoothly connected with the faintly exposed collarbone, and followed her raising her arm. The movements in Cheng Xi's line of sight are filled with reserved, yet intriguing snow-white

Cheng Xi's pupils flickered slightly.

Meng Zhijin's fingers were as cool as ever, but there was a scorching heat on the small piece of skin that Cheng Xi touched.

They have owned each other for a long time, and they know each other well.

Plop, plop.

The voices of the surrounding staff did not know when they became smaller and smaller, or even disappeared.

Cheng Xi stared at Meng Zhijin like this, the beating sound of her absent-minded heart came to her.

"It's time for body management."

Suddenly, Meng Zhijin's voice sounded.

The voice was leisurely and extraordinarily peaceful, as if reminding others of an insignificant matter.

It's just that her fingers were still on the skin under Cheng Xi's chin, pressing down on a small, insignificant depression.

Calm and uninteresting.

But it's ambiguous and provocative.

I don't know if it's because someone pointed out my poor body management recently, or because of some other reason.

Cheng Xi's eyes suddenly became a little more angry from embarrassment.

She almost forgot!

The current Meng Zhijin doesn't know where she learned the tricks of teasing | teasing people, and she will always use it on herself at such times.

Cheng Xi is not someone who is helpless when being teased|molested.

Just when she was about to fight back, the photographer's voice came from the side.

He was excitedly pressing the shutter button on the two people who were interacting with each other at this moment, and he kept muttering: "Very good! Teacher Meng, hold on, Miss Cheng can bend down a little more."

"Yes, very good, very good, you two keep it up, it's amazing!"

Flashing lights flashed around the two of them in a dedicated and crazy manner.

And Xiao Wu and Xiao Qi, who were standing on the sidelines, were pinching each other's arms, and the expressions on their faces became more and more excited.

"Help, Teacher Meng and Sister Xi are too good for each other, Teacher Meng is so flirtatious! Help..."

"How can Teacher Cheng be so beautiful! Only our Teacher Meng can match her! I don't agree with anyone else!"

……

The assistants of the two were still living and dying on the sidelines, while Cheng Xi and Meng Zhijin, who were the protagonists, had already separated and stood up.

The photographer was very satisfied with the photos he took just now, and while exporting them to the computer, he said: "The one just shot was a promotional poster for a group, and next is a promotional poster for a single group of two couples."

"I think since it's another picture, shall we try something different from the previous one?" The photographer couldn't remember the last time he was so excited. He rubbed his hands and looked at the two of them expectantly. "What do you two think?"

"I'm fine." Cheng Xi nodded.

Although she is perverse, her dedication to work is remarkable.

Just peeling off the cover-like mist of Jingye, there seemed to be something hidden in her eyes, she smiled and looked at Meng Zhijin with a natural and harmless look: "What does Teacher Meng think?"

Meng Zhijin looked at Cheng Xi's eyes bent towards her, and nodded calmly: "Of course."

"Turn around, both of you, and stand facing each other." The photographer was overjoyed, and immediately picked up the DSLR, directing the two of them to move, "Then..."

It's just that before the photographer finished speaking, the people in the camera suddenly moved a lot.

Cheng Xi suddenly grabbed Meng Zhijin's hand, and just like that pulled her towards herself.

Meng Zhijin didn't make any preparations, her long hair pinned behind her ears spread out, drawing a messy path under the light.

The distance between the two of them, which was not that far away, was suddenly shortened, and the strong but not cheap perfume smelled as cunning as her master, flocking to Meng Zhijin unscrupulously.

Under the bright light, Meng Zhijin's dark pupils enlarged uncontrollably.

He saw Cheng Xi smiling mischievously in her pupils.

The bright red lips bumped head-on.

The author has something to say:

Reminder before watching: Cheng Xi is on the offensive side, and occasionally satisfies her sister's bad intentions, OvO.

Pigeon: Is that okay to say?

Meng Air Conditioning: Yes, yes.

Cheng Xi: Shame.2.0