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

The light is particularly obvious in dim places and is the focus of everyone's sight.

And in the focus of that vision, Cheng Xi pulled Meng Zhijin closer.

The weak wind brought by the pull seemed to stir the entire studio.

Xiao Wu and Xiao Qi haven't woken up from the life and death just now, seeing this scene, they held their breath at the same time.

The light outlined the exceptionally superior profiles of the two, and the slightly raised long hair brought the real movement around them.

The red lips parted the thick black hair on the side of Cheng Xi's face, forming a stark contrast with Meng Zhijin's light-colored lips that were raised unconsciously.

and expectations.

The cooperation agreement that Qi Ming and Su Jing made did not have many constraints.

Cheng Xi could do such a presumptuous and bold thing.

A kiss that does not follow the routine seems to be a certainty from the perspective of others.

But just when Xiao Wu and Xiao Qi had seen them kissing under the force of the sudden pull, Cheng Xi held Meng Zhijin's arm tightly to maintain the tiny distance between them.

Constantly shrinking the distance and stopped.

It looked like a runaway car had finally found its brakes.

Xiao Wu and Xiao Qi's excited expectations were brought back to reality.

The rapidly closing distance pushed the light in Meng Zhijin's sight to the sides, and Cheng Xi's face unreasonably occupied all her eyes.

They were too close together, the tips of their noses almost touching each other, and Cheng Xi's not-so-obvious mole on the tip of the nose was clearly located under Meng Zhijin's line of sight.

The light muted the surrounding noise.

Four eyes facing each other.

Cheng Xi's fox-like pupils stared clearly at the person who was close at hand, and her stubbornness and red lips were exposed from under the curly black hair, majesticly saying that she did it on purpose.

Meng Zhijin was not annoyed and said nothing.

Just like this, he slightly raised his eyes and looked at Cheng Xi.

The light fell on her pupils, and the pure black pupils were filled with peace.

Calm is not like the reaction that normal people can make in sudden changes.

Cheng Xi never thought that time could dilute everything.

Just like the way she looked at Meng Zhijin at this moment, she was still so familiar with the woman in her pupils.

Familiar with her eyebrows and eyes, it seems that they have only been separated for a few days.

But the pure calmness in this man's eyes at this moment reminded her that they were no longer lovers who could hug and kiss under such circumstances.

Her stubbornness can only be explained as retaliation for Meng Zhijin's wicked tease just now.

Cheng Xi's palm rested on Meng Zhijin's wrist, gathering a cluster of warmth, breaking through her sealed bones, a little subtle.

The warm breath flowed between the two people looking at each other, and the slightly lifted face and hair exuded the smell of each other.

The biting woody fragrance is dyed with the quietness of grapefruit, which is not a matching entanglement, but when the mutual repulsion reaches the top, it blends together just right, colliding with a sweetness that neither of them would deliberately taint.

Meng Zhijin didn't speak for a long time, neither did Cheng Xi.

The four eyes met, like an ambiguous game.

It's just that it's not them who are tormenting each other.

It's the bystanders standing on the periphery.

Light cut the shadows of the two on the background board behind, with their arms touching and their lips facing each other.

It's just that the tiny distance lies between them, neither advancing nor retreating.

Those who scratch it will feel itchy.

I don't know if it was as long as half a century, or it was less than a minute.

Cheng Xi lazily shifted her gaze to the photographer at the side, tilting her head slightly with a smile: "Have you finished shooting?"

Only then did the photographer come to his senses, his uncontrollable hands had already taken many photos for his eyes.

He roughly looked at the photo he took, nodded quickly and said, "Okay, okay."

"I'm going to trouble you two today."

Cheng Xi waved her hand, saying it was nothing, and then let go of Meng Zhijin's arm.

It was as if what she had done just now was all for work.

Actually, it shouldn't be like that.

She was already working.

"..."

Cheng Xi licked her lower lip lightly, and the burning redness faded a little.

She moved her shoulders, which were not too sore, and looked at the person in charge of the program group beside her: "I don't have anything to do with me from now on, right? Can I go?"

"Next is Teacher Meng's solo photo. Do you want Ms. Cheng to..."

I don't know if she was shocked by the tense picture of CP just now, the lady in charge is looking forward to Cheng Xi staying to watch Meng Zhijin take pictures.

Being busy with work all year round, she seems to have experienced the joy of knocking CP.

It's a pity that her happiness was mercilessly extinguished just as soon as it appeared.

Cheng Xi raised her eyes and glanced at Meng Zhijin, who was being surrounded by the surrounding staff to make up her makeup, and then suddenly looked away.

The suspender skirt has no pockets, and the palm of her hand caressed the slightly protruding bone between the crotch, and it was empty.

Cheng Xi pretended to be nonchalant, and lazily said: "No, there are so many people around her, and I'm not the only one missing."

The lady in charge really wanted to say to Cheng Xi, "No, she really misses you".

But she still remembered that she was working now, CP fan behavior was a big taboo for her, so she had to endure the regret in her heart and watched Cheng Xi leave the studio with her assistant.

The environment of the studio becomes darker as it moves away from the lighting area, as if someone left and took away the light here.

In the back view that watched Cheng Xi leave, there was another pair of eyes.

"Mr. Meng, is this okay?" Zhuangzao's voice sounded.

Meng Zhijin retracted her gaze without a trace.

Not to mention peaceful.

It quickly became calm again.

"can."

Meng Zhijin glanced at her rearranged long hair on the side of her face, and nodded.

The surrounding staff are busy, and the circulating cool wind is continuously released and retracted by the central air conditioner.

The soft gauze sleeves hung down at her elbows, and the temperature that once stayed on them was no longer obvious.

After the shooting of the promotional posters, the filming and recording of the program began in full swing.

Because the program has not been officially announced, the first recording is highly confidential.

Cheng Xi didn't have any major problems here. After the illegitimate boy incident, Qi Ming went through all the staff around Cheng Xi. The new driver who revealed Cheng Xi's itinerary was being summoned by the court. For example, no one dared to reveal her private itinerary anymore.

And she is a young actor who is about to die, where did the paparazzi come to secretly take pictures.

Sitting in the dressing room prepared by the program crew, Cheng Xi thought about it, then turned to look at the empty seat beside her.

Meng Zhijin hadn't arrived yet, and she didn't know if she would be able to travel smoothly and on time. She, Cheng Xi, wanted to go to the recording site earlier and choose a good bedroom.

"Our Romantic World" is similar to a travel variety show. There are three major episodes, each of which is recorded in a different place.

Four groups of couples live together under the same roof. There are corresponding tasks to be completed in each period, and points are awarded according to the completion of each task, which can be used to redeem the last romantic dating place of each period.

Cheng Xi watched the first season of "Our Romantic World" all night before recording, and knew that even if everyone is under the same roof, there are good and bad rooms.

From the luxurious bedroom on the top floor of the villa to the small bedroom on the first floor that looks like a storage room.

Although Cheng Xi is used to poor placement, she still has some requirements for the living environment.

Arrive early and draw early, and you can choose from a wider range.

Even if it is not the best, the possibility of the worst is small.

With such a mood, Cheng Xi raised her head and glanced at her watch.

The time notified by the program group is that you can start going to the recording site at eight o'clock, and it is already nine o'clock now.

Yesterday Qi Ming told himself that Meng Zhijin's team also hoped to arrive at the recording site earlier, so as to avoid being discovered by the paparazzi who were following other members.

The second hand was ticking and spinning on the dial, Cheng Xi was a little distressed, pulled Xiao Wu aside and guessed: "You said, Meng Zhijin won't be followed by an illegitimate student, right?"

"Luck is not that bad."

The sound of pushing the door came from behind Cheng Xi, and then the familiar cold voice came to her ears.

Meng Zhijin is here.

She had already done her makeup in the car in advance, and the simple white shirt and black wide-leg pants made her neat and capable.

Unusually, Meng Zhijin undid a few buttons on the collar of his shirt.

The neckline was folded from the top button on her chest, and stretched outwards with her collarbone as the intersection point, smashing the originally somewhat rigid refusal to be thousands of miles away, and then combined into a feeling that cannot be described in words .

The unbuttoned buttons went down along the collarbone, and the cold white skin exuded a jade-like warm luster, outlining the alluring temptation.

Meng Zhijin's crow-feather-like eyelashes drooped slightly, and her opaque pupils reflected pure blackness.That straight figure carries a sense of alienation, making people afraid to approach.

The feeling of abstinence is mixed with the temptation of wantonness. No one thought that such two contradictory atmospheres could be combined so well.

Like a queen stepping down from her throne.

Cheng Xi's pupils were slightly startled.

In my heart, I deeply regretted that I shouldn't have talked about people behind my back.

"Is it packed? Are you ready to go?"

Meng Zhijin asked calmly, pulling Cheng Xi back to God.

I don't know if it was to cover up the lack of focus just now, but Cheng Xi's reaction this time was particularly neat.

She nodded, lifted her red skirt, and said, "Then let's go."

The first episode of the program was recorded in a newly developed tourist resort in the eastern suburbs of the city.

The temperature in the suburbs is always a few degrees lower than that in the city. Before midsummer arrives, the light rain falling from a few dark clouds has covered the interior of the car with a layer of clamminess.

The mist rises from the mountain stream covered with light rain, and the green hills appear in it, vaguely, like a freehand ink painting.

Cheng Xidan propped her chin up, and looked out the car window lazily. The unmodified mountains and forests appeared in her line of sight through the mist, and a sense of familiarity slowly surged in her mind.

"We're back again, kid."

Meng Zhijin turned her head slightly, looked into Cheng Xi's eyes and said.

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