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

Meng Zhijin kissed Cheng Xi's rare stalker.

Who doesn't want to hold the treasure that can be lost and found again, wishing to carry it in his bosom all the time?

The sound of running water had already been pressed to stop, and the lights fell on the quiet space, allowing ambiguity to ferment.

Cheng Xi kissed Meng Zhijin and slowly turned around under the light, facing Meng Zhijin face to face.

The kiss was still going on, but she didn't take the initiative back into her own hands, just let Meng Zhijin control her, and she pressed her waist against the marble platform behind her.

The light clearly cast a round of golden light above the heads of the two of them.

The mirror has become a medium, clearly reflecting the decadence of this space.

Meng Zhijin's kiss is different from Cheng Xi's, who seems to be deliberately teasing people's heartstrings, her thin lips are moving, and the kiss is delicate and superficial, which is especially scratchy.

And Cheng Xi is the most provocative.

Just when she couldn't wait, Meng Zhijin's tongue finally knocked on the gate of the city she had been waiting for for a long time.

The smell of wine was then passed into her mouth, passing over her teeth, with a bitter and gentle feeling, marking this city as belonging to the person in front of her.

At the moment when the tip of the tongue was lightly hooked, the head, which was already drunk, trembled like an electric shock, and the interlaced sparks quickly ignited.

Cheng Xin raised her arm hanging by her side, hooked Meng Zhijin's neck, made the kiss a bit heavier and completely disrupted their breathing rhythm.

Kiss also became more and more wanton.

The hand that was hooked around the neck moved down slyly.

"Um……"

"boom."

The voice leaking from Meng Zhijin's blocked lips overlapped with the trembling sound from the closed door on one side, faintly annihilated in the always quiet space.

The movements of both of them stopped at the same time, Cheng Xi froze even more.

Meng Zhijin frowned a bit, and the redness of the pinna became even worse.

The people outside the door couldn't push the door open, they muttered a few words in confusion, and knocked on the door: "Is there anyone inside? Jianghu help!"

The voice sounded like the team leader of the crew who was in charge of following up with Cheng Xi.

Cheng Xi looked up at Meng Zhijin.

Meng Zhijin's eyes became clear at some point, so she lowered her eyes and signaled "don't panic" to her.

The knocking on the door continued, and the man sounded really anxious.

Just when another footstep was about to come, Meng Zhijin came to open the door.

She still had her usual indifferent gaze on her face, she held her hand on the doorknob, and calmly explained to the crew standing behind the door and the waiter who just came over: "The door of this bathroom is not good. Open, just now the wind came and accidentally closed the door, it took some effort."

"Sorry, it was our work mistake." The waiter quickly apologized and wrote down Meng Zhijin's words.

And the staff member of the crew was really in a hurry, and ran in without even having time to see Cheng Xi who was still following behind Meng Zhijin.

There were still noisy voices in the corridor going back, but Cheng Xi calmed down amidst the noise.

Two shadows fell on the corridor, and one was slightly tilted.

Cheng Xi leaned close to Meng Zhijin's ear, her voice was ambiguous: "My sister's acting skills are really top-notch."

Meng Zhijin smiled slightly, and helped Cheng Xi tidy up her collar.

Her fingers rubbed against the slightly reddened skin, and the white shirt quietly covered the mark she had just made.

Like a marker that belongs to her.

The celebration banquet started early, but ended not too late. It was near the early morning of the next day that everyone dispersed.

Maybe he was also happy, Lu Jun drank a few more drinks with everyone, and was supported by his assistant when he came out, staggering.Cheng Xi followed behind, afraid that he would fall and break herself apart.

The parking lot is a bit busy at this point, and everyone's cars haven't arrived yet.

Lu Jun shook his head and turned to look at Cheng Xi and Meng Zhijin who were standing next to him, and said in a drunken voice, "You two are fine."

As he spoke, he put Meng Zhijin's hand and Cheng Xi's hand together.

The old hand bulged out a few veins, and gently patted the young hands of the two, looking at them with earnest eyes.

Meng Zhijin nodded, while Cheng Xi said, "Don't worry, Uncle Lu."

As if still worried, Lu Jun added: "Xiaoxi, she bullied you and told your Uncle Lu, did you hear me?"

It was as if Meng Zhijin would not be bullied by Cheng Xi.

Too partial.

It was as if a wave of heat surged into my heart, covering Cheng Xi's body warmly in this cool night.

Her nose was inexplicably astringent, she nodded with a smile, and said, "Oh, I heard that."

Lu Jun's car drove over quickly, and the rest of the crew also greeted and left one after another. In the porch, only Meng Zhijin and Cheng Xi stood in place.

The hands put together by Lu Jun never let go.

The car drove away, and the high beams illuminated a small area of ​​the road ahead.

Suddenly, when Cheng Xi looked back, he felt a flash of light, which disappeared quickly with a click.

Subconsciously, Cheng Xi quickly looked in the direction of the flashing light.

The world in the middle of the night is divided into small pieces by the light. In the dark bushes, you can barely see a figure, and you are really not afraid of mosquito bites.

Cheng Xi disdained the paparazzi the most, looked at the place where he was squatting and sneered.

Turning her head away, she found that Meng Zhijin's line of sight was in the same direction as her just now, and Meng Zhijin also noticed that there were paparazzi around.

I still remember the last time she and Meng Zhijin were photographed in the same frame by the paparazzi because they were pretending to be acting and causing unpleasant black material between the two.

The last time, she and Meng Zhijin were talking and walking side by side in the backstage corridor of the road show.

That time, Meng Zhijin, who noticed the paparazzi, let go of her hand.

Of course Cheng Xi knew Meng Zhijin's concerns, but the hand that was voluntarily let go inevitably fell through.

The cool wind took advantage of the gap, passed through the hand she was still holding, and snatched away all the warmth that had stayed in the palm of her hand.

"..."

Cheng Xi sighed an indescribably emotional exhalation.

She looked at the hand she was holding with Meng Zhijin out of the corner of her eye, wondering if she should be more sensible this time and let go, but she didn't want the hand holding her hand to be a little tighter.

Meng Zhijin quickly looked back from looking at the paparazzi, but she didn't take back her hand, just like that, without any shyness, still holding Cheng Xi together.

There was a gentle wind blowing from a distance, gently lifted Cheng Xi's skirt, and smoothed away the unhappiness in her heart.

Meng Zhijin's actions were not at all what she expected, her slightly dilated pupils showed some surprise, but soon turned into a bright smile that looked especially clear under the light.

The clenched hand turned slightly, and inserted between the fingers.

Fingers intertwined, blatantly.

The crew had almost left, and there were no new casual guests coming out, and the area around the porch suddenly became quiet.

Laughing also became extra obvious.

Meng Zhijin asked knowingly, "What makes you so happy."

"I don't know." Cheng Xi still smiled, looking at the night scene in the distance, "Maybe it's because the wind is very comfortable tonight, maybe it's because the surroundings aren't noisy at all, maybe it's..."

As she said that, she turned her head to look at Meng Zhijin, stating the facts and reminding the future: "The paparazzi over there took a picture of my sister taking the initiative to hold my hand, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, or a sudden day , everyone will know that my sister is mine, and my sister will not be able to renege on her debts in the future."

"Yes." Meng Zhijin agreed, nodded and said, "This is indeed something to be happy about."

She will never let go of Cheng Xi's hand for the so-called "fame", "profit", and "influence".

She should be the one who gives her child that sense of security, not the one who takes it away.

The zero o'clock bell rang when the car just entered the community, Xiao Wu and Xiao Qi sent the two people to the elevator and did not follow.

The number of the elevator going up is constantly jumping, the quiet corridor is covered with bright lights, and there are two people's homes at both ends.

Just as Meng Zhijin was about to ask Cheng Xi, "Who's staying at today?", she was interrupted by the cunning in this person's eyes.

He only heard her call himself "sister", and was dragged by her to walk towards his home.

The electronic lock lit up the number when the finger fell down, and Cheng Xi entered a series of numbers neatly as if she knew the password of Meng Zhijin's house.

In the next second, the door lock didn't even know whether the person who entered the password was her owner or not, and instantly lit up the light indicating that the password was entered correctly, welcoming the visitor home.

Cheng Xi heard the crisp sound of the door lock opening, and the wind blew out the smell of Meng Zhijin's home from the crack of the opened door, her tilted head was smiling, and the sly fox wagged the tail behind her triumphantly: "So I didn't enter the wrong password at all that day, but someone sincerely wanted to hide it."

Speaking of which, Cheng Xi leaned closer to Meng Zhijin, and pushed her against the cool tiled wall beside her like an interrogation: "Why do you use my birthday, sister?"

Although autumn has already begun a few days ago, the residual heat of summer has not dissipated.

The sudden closeness between the two brought warmth, and flamboyant ambiguity fell from Cheng Xi's eyes.

Meng Zhijin raised her eyes slightly to look at Cheng Xi who was examining herself, and replied softly amidst the warmth and intimacy: "Because this is also your home."

Such a sentence suddenly appeared in the ambiguous atmosphere, which seemed a little out of place, but also very suitable.

Cheng Xi's eyes turned red all of a sudden, Meng Zhijin always knew what she wanted most, couldn't help it, didn't bear it at all, and leaned over to hug Meng Zhijin.

"Come to see if the balcony can be opened." Cheng Xi said.

"Okay." Meng Zhijin nodded, of course she knew what Cheng Xi meant.

The wind became steady and heavy, and the person in sight was close at hand.

Cheng Xi looked at the bridge of Meng Zhijin's nose along the drooping eyelashes, and finally the hot air traced on her lips.

Kissing seems to come naturally.

But before Cheng Xi's lips touched Meng Zhijin's, the phone vibrated between them.

It was Meng Zhijin's cell phone that rang, and the caller was Su Jing.

Of course Cheng Xi knew that Meng Zhijin could hang up on anyone, except Su Jing, who usually wouldn't call Meng Zhijin in the middle of the night.

Meng Zhijin walked into the room and answered the phone, Cheng Xi also took off her shoes and nestled on the sofa.

Thinking that she hadn't touched her phone for most of the day, she opened Weibo and thought about diving in the trumpet for a while, but when she clicked on the hot search list, her eyes froze.

The topic of #孟知音成晓婚婚失而# is on the top of the list.

Some so-called insider broke the news that she and Meng Zhijin were married a long time ago and are now divorced.