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

Cheng Xi's drunken and low-pitched voice was particularly seductive.

She just leaned against the cabinet behind her like this, with a few strands of long hair hanging down the side of her face, hiding all kinds of amorous feelings from the side of her raised face.

Obviously just now I didn't drink a single drop of Meng Zhijin, but I felt that I was also a little drunk.

Unforgettable memories ferment in the alcohol like a train that is about to get out of control.

Cheng Xi is a goblin, a fox who is used to teasing people's hearts.

Meng Zhijin just looked at her like this, even though there are still hidden scenes recording them pretending to be lovers, but she still can't help but her heart beats faster for her at this moment.

Then he leaned over to her.

The soft lips pressed together, and the familiar feeling of envelopment was gently transmitted to Xi's head.

Then, almost in a tacit understanding, she opened her slightly closed teeth when the tip of Meng Zhijin's tongue touched lightly.

No rampage, just extremely gentle entanglement.

The lips moved and rubbed, and in an inadvertent second, they were stained with the crystal from the other party.Alcohol and darkness magnify people's perception a lot, and a slight bite can make the congested lips slightly numb.

Cheng Xi was a little confused, but also a little sober.

She just looked down at the person holding her face and kissing her, seeing the moonlight hooking the arc of her face, her throat rolled slightly.

They kissed.

Kissed again.

The kiss ended the heavy breathing a second before both of them were about to be deprived of oxygen.

The four eyes met, the dark eyes reflected the appearance of the person opposite, Cheng Xi saw in Meng Zhijin's eyes what she had not said but had already proved with her actions.

What she said just now was not just casually.

She really wants to chase herself again.

It was like a bunch of tiny fireworks exploding in Cheng Xi's head with a bang, and the tiny sparks burned her head and ignited her crumbling long ago, and her unsteady principles also burned the last breath of her brain. A taut string.

——Even if this is a show, she still misses Meng Zhijin.

Sober scruples during the day are no longer the ropes of bondage. Half-drunk people are most likely to be led by the nose by desire. At this moment, Cheng Xi is just like this.

Whether it is drunken confusion or indulgence in pleasure.

She had long wanted to kiss Meng Zhijin not only on her lips, but also on her cheek.

Meng Zhijin is not like that.

In the darkness, a hand gradually climbed over her waist, and the light and thin material couldn't stop any heat from invading.

Meng Zhijin knew exactly who the owner of this hand was, she thought that even if Cheng Xi was only drunk tonight, she would despicably want to take advantage of her just like that.

Maybe it was to punish her for being careless at the moment, suddenly, Meng Zhijin felt her body vacated.

A force led her to turn around abruptly, and the person who was pressed against the cabinet at the entrance of the entrance became her.

The long hair on the side of the face was pinned behind the ears, and the familiar smell of alcohol fell on Meng Zhijin's ears.

"Sister, you took the initiative to kiss me."

Cheng Xi just looked at Meng Zhijin like this, stating the facts, but not just stating the facts.

The heavy and hot smell of wine slowly spit out from her mouth, burning on Meng Zhijin's ear, which contained other meanings.

The rubbing of ears and temples is more dizzy than a real kiss. The smell of alcohol accumulates in the narrow entrance, burning at a point, and it is impossible to stop it from being extinguished.

In Meng Zhijin's deep breathing, she heard the sound of her heart beating, and her usually cold eyes had long been covered with a layer of mist, waiting for what came before her.

Then, Meng Zhijin was kissed again.

Get your wish.

It's not that restrained, but it's still kind.

His teeth nibbled on his lips, and then he kissed him softly in the next second as if to appease.When the faint pain dissipated, it was followed by a light bite without warning.

Meng Zhijin lowered her head and saw Cheng Xi's slightly raised lips.

Like a fox that is bad to the bone, she is playing tricks on her prey, eating herself in this deserted place without any haste.

"!"

For some reason, Meng Zhijin suddenly pushed Cheng Xiren away.

Cheng Xi looked down at the arm lying in front of her, her eyes were full of doubts and dissatisfaction.

The breathing of both of them at the moment is heavy, ambiguous and floating, it is clear that neither of them has had their best time yet.

Meng Zhijin rolled down her throat heavily, turned her head slightly to avoid the kiss Cheng Xi still wanted to give, and said to her with difficulty: "No...take it, the camera."

In the darkness, the brow hidden under the scattered forehead hair faintly frowned.

Meng Zhijin knew that her words were a bit of a spoiler, but she had to press stop temporarily because of this matter.

In the darkness, a shadow fell on Meng Zhijin's head, as if it was coming towards her.

Meng Zhijin was taken aback, worried that Cheng Xi was really drunk, so she ignored it.

But she didn't want to hear a crisp "click" from the top of her head in the next second.

In an instant, all the red dots on the camera that Meng Zhijin saw completely went dark, and the silent house really became a small world that belonged only to the two of them.

Only then did she realize that the electric meter box was above her head.

"No one will bother us, sister."

As Cheng Xi spoke, her alcoholic voice was chaotic and low, as if saying "You can't escape".

She pushed lightly like this, and then cleverly picked up Meng Zhijin who had just been placed on the counter by her.

The sense of weightlessness suddenly appeared and then disappeared suddenly.

Meng Zhijin subconsciously tightened the arm on Cheng Xi's neck, hugging Cheng Xi even tighter.

He also brought himself closer to her.

The room where part of the electricity was cut off was extremely quiet. Meng Zhijin just looked at the person who was hugging her tightly, saw the wickedness in her eyes that smelled of alcohol, and then let go of her hand trustingly, Hold her face.

did not speak.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips again.

The summer night wind blew through the lush trees in the neighborhood, causing the branches to tremble.

The messy tree shadows were reflected on the bedroom wall, covering someone's raised neck and the syllables leaking from the clenched lips.

……

The next day, the sun was shining brightly.

It seemed that it rained all night last night, and the addicted person didn't notice it, but the cold ankles that were stuck to him when he woke up in the morning cooled down a bit.

The sun was high, and Cheng Xi finally woke up.

The consequences of a hangover are sudden pain in the temples, dizziness in the brain, and a whirl of dizziness when you turn around.

Cheng Xi frowned and turned over.

In the next second, her opened eyes widened silently.

Meng Zhijin was sleeping next to her, her loose long hair was more disheveled than any other morning when she was recording the show, and it also made Cheng Xi feel very familiar.

In the past, Meng Zhijin looked like this every morning they spent together.

Her temple hair was messy, and the sun passed through her hair, rubbing gentle beauty on her face.

A thin blanket was sloppily covering her body, revealing her round shoulder blades, delicate collarbone, and slender neck.

And the red mark on it that can't be ignored.

This red mark is like a red plum blooming in the snow, brightly reminding her of what presumptuous things she did to her last night.

Drunk last night, following the long-suppressed desire, the action went off the track, and the presumptuous indulgence was re-screened in Cheng Xi's head piece by piece.

"Uh...kid."

Meng Zhijin's brows were slightly furrowed to reveal some sorrow, and her forbearance's voice was bumpy and broken.

She was curled up in her arms like a milk cat, and her blunt nails scratched her back like this.

I don't know if it's been a long time since I did such a thing, Cheng Xi stopped recalling indiscriminately, her ears hidden under her long hair turned red.

She just stared at Meng Zhijin who was still asleep, the tip of her tongue rubbed against her teeth, as if she could still feel the kiss she didn't want to let go last night.

Cheng Xi seemed to realize that neither of them seemed to let go of each other...

The romantic date in the last episode of the show is about the choice of whether the two continue to be a couple.

There was no romantic dinner, and under the arrangement of the program group, Cheng Xi and Meng Zhijin walked side by side on a deserted boulevard.

The camera zooms out, and the towering cypress trees on both sides reflect the rich green, and the sunlight falls through the gaps in the leaves, making the light and shadow mottled.

Cheng Xi and Meng Zhijin's backs were flickering and dark, and they were almost the same in size, and they looked very commensurate in the camera.

"Teacher Meng, the weather is really nice today." Cheng Xi said lazily, copying her pockets.

The audience may be looking forward to the choice of the two of them in the future, but she knows better than anyone else that neither she nor Meng Zhijin will choose to continue their status as a couple.

So far, it is their most perfect ending under this script.

Meng Zhijin gave a "hmm" and said, "It rained last night, so it was cooler."

Cheng Xi stopped a little when she heard Meng Zhijin's words, and tilted her head to look at her.

The calm eyes in the camera seemed to be smiling, and he said meaningfully: "Mr. Meng is still in the mood to care about whether it rained last night?"

If the lens does not understand, the audience may not understand either.

But Meng Zhijin understood.

She paused, then turned her head to look at Cheng Xi, and explained in a flat voice in front of the camera: "I just discovered it this morning."

It's just that she didn't seem to finish her sentence, she only paused for a second, and then asked back: "Aren't you clear if I was distracted?"

Meng Zhijin's rhetorical question was cryptic, yet clear.

The place where it was kissed turned moist and hot, and Cheng Xi's face that remained unchanged all year round was ashamed.The wind blew past her ears, and a touch of light red skin was exposed under the slightly fluttering long hair.

The high-heeled shoes pressed against a fallen leaf, Cheng Xi looked down at the road, as if unwilling to admit defeat, she turned her head and asked, "Why didn't I know you are so good at talking now? Sister."

"Everything about me, you will gradually know."

As Meng Zhijin spoke, she stopped her steps, and slowly raised her crow-feather eyes.

There was light passing through the greenery and falling into her pupils. The eyes that should have been cold were filled with tenderness lit by the light, and they looked at each other with Cheng Xi.

A hand with clear bones stretched out in front of Cheng Xi, and carefully helped her tidy up the collar that was a little wrinkled by the wind.

Then it seemed to stick to her neck.

"I won't break my word, kid."

Meng Zhijin preached like this, as if she had left a promise.

The wind blew through the street trees with intertwined branches and leaves, and green waves surged in Cheng Xi's eyes.

The fingers that fell on her neck felt the violent beating connected to the heart.