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

The black mask was pulled down without authorization. In Meng Zhijin's sight, Cheng Xi only had a pair of downcast eyes.

The tips of the noses touched, and the moist breath fell between the two of them unreservedly, and the girl's moist lips pressed against hers like this.

The corridor was dark and for some reason, there were very few people passing by during this time period, and there were only the two of them in the empty corridor.

But Meng Zhijin still didn't dare to relax, the waist surrounded by Cheng Xi was slightly tense until Cheng Xi withdrew the kiss that fell on her lips, and then she relaxed.

It's just that not long after such relaxation, Meng Zhijin heard an ambiguous laughter in his ear.

Cheng Xi put the mask she had pulled off and put it back on for Meng Zhijin. With her fingers running through the long hair pressed by the peaked cap, she gently twisted her earlobe and said, "Sister, your ears are so hot."

Cheng Xi stood in the dark and looked at her without deliberately keeping a distance from Meng Zhijin.

Under the weak light, the pure black eyes had a bright smile, mischievous and perverse.

At the beginning, she was bold and nervous, but now Meng Zhijin seems to be the other way around.

The stars were still shining brightly, but gradually blurred and whitened in Cheng Xi's sight.

The smell of alcohol permeates people's eyes, breaking the coldness into a dense mist, which is ambiguous.

Cheng Xi didn't know if Meng Zhijin was in the same mood at that time as she is now, but she knew that her body sitting on the chair was stiff.

Meng Zhijin's kiss was far lighter than hers back then. The soft lips imprinted and rubbed past, only stained with the wine she had just sipped.

It's just that it was the same wine, but Cheng Xi smelled a subtle taste on his lips.The wine mixed with the smell of Meng Zhijin's body seemed to be enhanced with a hint of sweetness in the clearness, and it was precisely tapped on the tip of her tongue.

The surrounding cameras were pointing at the two of them without blind spots, and Cheng Xi could even imagine how excited the director was at the moment.

She can't care about it, and she doesn't dare to care about it at all.

She lit the fire.

Meng Zhijin just took advantage of the strength of wine to smooth the shot.

Being black-faced in front of the camera will only make her look puzzled and destroy the rare sense of cp.

It is also impossible for her to care about their past in front of the camera, and the concealment that cannot be announced should die in the constantly updated timeline.

Let it go, let it go vaguely.

It seems to be the best way for them to get along now.

The chief director of "Our Romantic World" is very confident about this season, after the recording ended, he hurriedly edited the film and submitted it for review.

It's just that the second season hasn't aired yet, and the official announcement hasn't even started yet. Cheng Xi seems to have returned to the way she was when she just finished filming "Daylight".

——I don’t know about it, and I have very little work. What I have to do every day is to go from the school to the dormitory to the Chinese medicine clinic to my home.

Two points and one line, life is fairly regular.

This afternoon, Cheng Xi had just finished acupuncture and was walking out of the consultation room with her waist that had healed a lot, when she saw the old gentleman in the traditional Chinese medicine area with two very beautiful medicine bags tied up.

Cheng Xi felt that the most difficult part of Chinese medicine treatment was to drink the medicine, and the thick brown liquid with an earthy smell made her tongue feel bitter and numb every time.

She frowned as she looked at the medicine with an increased dose but no price increase, and complained childishly, "Why are there more? Aren't I almost on the mend? Old man."

"This one is for you, and this one is for your girlfriend." As the old man said, he stuffed two marked notes on the top of the medicine bag, "Don't confuse them."

Cheng Xi looked at the note clipped by the old man on Meng Zhijin's medicine, and repeated, not knowing how to react: "...Girlfriend."

"Did you guys quarrel recently?" The old man asked concerned, not knowing the truth, "He worried about his physical condition in a hurry, and didn't tell me to give him medicine to eat?"

"No, we're not..."

Cheng Xi wanted to deny it, but the old man thought she was just trying to quibble, pushed the things towards Cheng Xi, and interrupted her: "I've already grabbed the medicine, and the money has been deducted from your card." , This is your thing, you can figure it out, give it away, throw it in the trash can, I have no objection."

Contacting money, Cheng Xi, as a person with a huge seven-figure mortgage, suddenly became sensitive: "I can sue you for buying and selling!"

But the old gentleman pointed to the surveillance camera at the door and said, "There is surveillance here. You handed the card to me when you entered the door today. Where did the strong buying and selling come from?"

"Hmph." Cheng Xi said that he couldn't beat the old man, and didn't mean to care about him at all.

He is also kind.

Cheng Xi didn't know what was going on in her mind these days, so she really left the clinic with a bundle of medicine in one hand.

By the time she realized it, the driver had already driven the car downstairs, and the trash can at the door hadn't been emptied by the garbage truck. Although the garbage smell in the community has been handled well, it still inevitably emits a little bit in summer. It smells good.

"This is your thing, you can figure it out, give it away, throw it in the trash can, I have no objection."

The old man's voice came from Cheng Xi's ear, and the steps passing the trash can also stopped.

The work has come to an end for the time being, and there is no need for her and Meng Zhijin to maintain the ambiguous intimacy in the show, the contact should be as little as possible.

but……

Meng Zhijin's body really needs to be recuperated.

Moreover, hundreds of dollars have been spent, and the money must be heard when it is smashed, right?

Throw it into the smelly trash can, what's the matter.

This is simply a blasphemy against the quintessence of Chinese medicine!

Cheng Xi looked at the trash can beside her, her eyes gradually became bright and upright.

Just like that, she walked into the building with two bundles of medicine intact, and pressed the button for the 26th floor.

"Dangdang"

The sound of knocking on the door came from the entrance, and Meng Zhijin, who was sitting in the living room practicing yoga, was taken aback for a moment.

She didn't order takeaway, and Su Jing wouldn't come to her at this time.

Can anyone?

Meng Zhijin had an unrealistic guess in her heart, put on her shoes hastily, and walked towards the entrance.

The display screen of the electronic door lock showed the picture outside the door to the owner, and Meng Zhijin's calm eyes slightly enlarged.

The door was opened from the inside with a "click", and as the door was opened, Meng Zhijin also completely appeared at the door.

She looked at Cheng Xi who was standing opposite her, and called softly, "Child?"

Obviously when he came up, he was so righteous, upright and bright, but at this moment he turned back to a quail.

Cheng Xi held the medicine in her hand, like a qualified but awkward delivery man: "This is medicine for your body, do you want it?"

Meng Zhijin was a little surprised.

His eyes fell on Cheng Xi's hand, and he paused for a while.

It was this pause that made Cheng Xi mistakenly think that Meng Zhijin didn't need it, and immediately said, "Don't forget it."

After all, I have to turn around.

Where did Meng Zhijin give Cheng Xi a chance to turn around, and hurriedly said, "Yes."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

There was a gust of wind blowing from nowhere, and the two of them thanked each other a little bit, making the corridor a bit cold.

This is the first time for them to get along peacefully without a camera.

Suddenly, Meng Zhijin broke the silence and called Cheng Xi: "Child."

"?" Cheng Xi looked up.

Meng Zhijin said: "I don't have any decoction at home."

Cheng Xi provided the answer: "You can ask sister Su Jing or run errands to buy you a casserole."

"Sister Jing is on a business trip." Meng Zhijin looked at the Chinese medicine in her hand, as if thinking, "The errand you mentioned, can you make the medicine for me?"

After Meng Zhijin said this, she looked up at Cheng Xi.

The cold eyes seemed to hide the disconnection of leaving the country for two years, and it was a little against her to put it on her.

Cheng Xi sighed, and took back the medicine she handed to Meng Zhijin: "Can I be the head office of the errands?"

Others may think that Meng Zhijin is an all-round genius, but Cheng Xi knows that this person looks perfect in front of the camera, but in private it is the result of countless trials and exercises.

It's like her body that she doesn't hesitate to hurt in order to reach the best state of acting as soon as possible.

It's like the oil spattered scar that she still has on her left hand.

It is about a genius who is indisputable in the world.

It's actually dumb.

It was only a corridor away, and Cheng Xi's casserole was brought quickly.

Meng Zhijin watched Cheng Xi skillfully walk towards her kitchen, and her eyes gradually deepened as she watched her back.

Then he closed the door with his backhand, and Ruo Da's house became a closed space.

I don't know if Meng Zhijin's house is also well-decorated and moved in with bags. Cheng Xi is very proficient in using the kitchen stove.

She lit up the fire and sat on the casserole, and beckoned Meng Zhijin with one hand: "I'll teach you this time. It's actually similar to cooking. You know how to cook. It's not difficult to learn."

"Sit in the water first, and then go wash the herbs." Cheng Xi manipulated it skillfully, and then asked: "Do you have a water thermometer at home?"

Meng Zhijin nodded, and took out a water thermometer from a side cabinet: "Here."

Meng Zhijin handed over the water thermometer, and Cheng Xi stretched out her hand skillfully.

The water thermometer was in the middle, with a small handle. The fingers of the two overlapped and touched for a moment, and then they separated suddenly.

This moment is very fast.

Cheng Xi still felt the coolness of Meng Zhijin's fingers.

The hot air that started to gather ruthlessly passed over Cheng Xi's fingers, swallowing up the unclear coolness.

Cheng Xi was stunned for a moment, grasped the water thermometer, put it vertically into the casserole as if nothing had happened, and said: "The water temperature is almost the same as the medicine is prepared, 29 degrees, it's fine. Remember, 25 to 30 degrees All at the right temperature."

"Then put the medicinal materials in and watch it. The water that will be collected in the future will come here. It's the same as steaming rice."

"The water is bubbling and turned to medium heat. Both your medicine and mine need to be boiled for about 10 minutes. After the water boils, you can close the lid and wait."

……

Cheng Xi operated carefully, and when she finished the last step, she looked at Meng Zhijin: "Do you understand?"

Standing aside, Meng Zhijin nodded earnestly, looking like a well-behaved and conscientious three-good student.

Also good to bully.

Cheng Xi leaned sideways on the operating table, squinting at Meng Zhijin, as if very proud: "Mr. Meng is quite smart, you can understand it with just one click."

Meng Zhijin was not the same, as always humble: "Not so smart, some things took a long time to figure out."

The curtains in the living room were blown up and down by the wind gushing in from the balcony, as if fighting against an external force it couldn't see.

Cheng Xi looked at the pure white on the side of the line of sight, and suddenly smiled: "So there are still things you can't figure out?"

"Yes." Meng Zhijin nodded, and put her hands on the console as she spoke.

I don't know if Meng Zhijin did it on purpose, but their hands were very close, as if their nails could touch each other with a little growth.

The light brown burn seemed to be the memory of Cheng Xi just prying open a seam, and it accurately appeared in her sight.

The distress of the past has become the frown of the present.

Cheng Xi's attention was still on their hands, when she heard Meng Zhijin's voice coming from above her head: "Do you want to know?"

Meng Zhijin's voice didn't sound much different from her usual one, but she didn't know if she was close to the boiled Chinese medicine, her voice was wrapped in heat, and it was a bit scorching to the ears.

Cheng Xi slowly turned her gaze from her fingertips to Meng Zhijin, her eyes paused.

It was only then that she noticed that Meng Zhijin was wearing a light and breathable yoga suit, the tight-fitting fabric clearly outlined her body line, including the snow-white patch just below her line of sight.

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