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The group started chatting early in the morning.

The most boring was the Radix et Rhizoma Corydalis.

There were also You Lian Lian and Wan Mi Lai.

Cheng Jue looked at the chat log and recalled a past.

Meng Xi washed the dishes quickly and then stood in front of her.

"Come."

"Standing?" Cheng Jue asked.

"Then sit down." Meng Xi thought about it, then sat beside Cheng Jue.

For some reason, his heart was filled with anxiety.

He thought, just treat it as an act. What's there to be nervous about?

Even for the first time, this wasn't the case!

Cheng Jue put down his phone and looked at him.

Meng Xi's gaze fell on her lips, suppressing the throbbing in his heart. He extended his hand and grabbed the back of her head, and kissed her while panting heavily.

So soft.

Meng Xi felt that his mind was completely muddled.

It was soft, fragrant, and completely unlike Cheng Jue's lips. Cheng Jue's personality was so light, yet it tasted so good.

Let him indulge himself.

After fighting for a long time, Meng Xi spoke in a hoarse voice, "Open …"

Cheng Jue's lips slightly parted, as he impatiently took over her.

Cheng Jue could not help but close his eyes as his hands clenched into fists due to nervousness.

She felt that Meng Xi was even more nervous than her.

However, Meng Xi's kissing skills were not bad, it stimulated her emotions, causing her body's temperature to heat up.

Playing with her, tasting her.

Cheng Jue's breathing became more hurried. When her heart was trembling, Meng Xi seemed to think that it was not enough, and directly threw her onto the sofa and kissed her from top to bottom.

He continued to kiss her deeply.

Cheng Jue could not help but gasp for breath.

I can't even tell whose it is.

In the acting, kissing was only on the surface, she would definitely not eat it, but at that moment, how much did Meng Xi eat?

She could hear the sexy sound of his swallowing.

Cheng Jue was kissing until his head was low in oxygen and his vision blurry.

Then, Meng Xi moved, and adjusted his posture, causing Cheng Jue's closed eyes to open slightly.

Because she felt that something was wrong with Meng Xi.

So he did it himself, didn't he?

He was really engrossed in it …

Cheng Jue also stopped him, continuing to maintain the posture of being kissed.

Only when Meng Xi gently pushed her away and looked at her with his deep pool like eyes, did the desire in his eyes become so dark.

"How do you feel?" Cheng Jue's mind cleared up a little, but the redness on his face was still obvious, hence he asked.

"Very good …" After Meng Xi finished speaking, he was stunned, and regained his senses, "I was saying that your kissing skills are not bad."

"Can I get up now?" Cheng Jue asked.

Meng Xi's face turned red, she immediately sat up and took her pillow and placed it on her abdomen.

Cheng Jue had noticed his little movements and pretended not to notice them, not knowing anything either.

Cheng Jue stood up, went to pour water, and poured a cup for Meng Xi as well.

Drinking it into his mouth and dripping it into his mouth, he felt slightly calmer.

So he drank it all.

Cheng Jue asked, "Do you want more?"

"Sure."

Cheng Jue then took his cup and poured another for him.

Meng Xi held the cup as he watched Cheng Jue drink the water.

Her lips were red and swollen from her kiss, but she acted as if nothing had happened.

So, he was the only one that was affected? Or had his kissing skills regressed?

However, he could not ask Cheng Jue about this, could it be that he was going to ask Cheng Jue if he was feeling comfortable?

Just thinking about it made him a bit irritated.

What exactly is this Cheng Jue construct?

She was clearly blushing and her breathing was ragged. Even her lips and tongue were trembling. Could this be a show?

If he had known earlier, he would have said that her acting skills were mediocre.

How else would he find her next time?

Meng Xi was extremely regretful.

Cheng Jue read the news on his phone.

It was as if he didn't notice the frowning and gloomy look in Meng Xi's eyes at all, as if he didn't exist.

After that, the two of them went to film set.

When Meng Xi was not filming in film set, he would stare at Cheng Jue as he walked away.

After reading it, he felt depressed again, so he asked the assistant beside him, "Has my charm declined recently?"

"No!" Brother Meng's charm was soaring all the way. How could it continue to decline? I feel my heart palpitate when I see it. " The assistant flattered him.

"If that's the case..." Meng Xi could not understand, why would Cheng Jue be neither cold nor hot to him?

Did she really treat him as a brother?

"Brother Meng, are you secretly in love with someone?"

"..." Meng Xi stared at him, "I have a crush on others?"

"True, only other people have a crush on our Brother Meng. How could Brother Meng have a crush on others?"

Meng Xi thought that his words were pleasing to the ears, but he felt that something was not right, "What do you feel about being secretly in love with someone?"

"Secret love, it's a very beautiful relationship. The kind of thing that you can be together with her, sit down and love her, but never let her know, how wonderful it is!"

Meng Xi pursed her lips, turned her gaze to look for Cheng Jue's figure, but did not see him.

He could not help but feel like he had lost a piece of scenery.

He was secretly disappointed.

He thought, could it be that he was doing this to Cheng Jue?

Then he thought of that long kiss in the morning.

He did what he liked, using the excuse of improving his acting skills to kiss her. Back then, his heart had been throbbing so much that even his heart was beating faster.

It was as if he had turned into a kid and kissed for the first time.

"Brother Meng, have you secretly fallen in love with someone else?"

Meng Xi turned around, "If I say no, then no. Why do you know so much? Have you secretly fallen in love with someone else? "

"Right, I had a crush on her, and then my senior married someone else."

"Confession failed?"

"No confession."

"Why didn't you confess?"

"How happy is a crush? Why did you confess? "

"..." Meng Xi, "You're not going to confess and watch him marry someone else?" What kind of logic was this?

"Think about it, if my confession had failed and I had been rejected, how sad would it have been? Wouldn't it be better to keep it? Sometimes, reality is cruel. "

Meng Xi thought for a moment. Could it be that he had to do nothing more than she did? Right now, he had to admit that he treated Cheng Jue differently from the others. It was just that kissing made him feel better.

But it's not going to be enough for a confession, is it?

Thus, this was not a crush, and there was no need for confession.

Just thinking about this made Meng Xi feel that he was especially irritable.

Annoyed, he made the simplest of scenes for the first time. His mind wandered.

In the evening, he had to go to Cang Hong's film crew to film the night scene.

His mood was never online.

He didn't like anyone, and he didn't want those who wanted to get close to him to strike up a conversation.

However, even if there was such an untactful person, it would be useless to be chased away by an assistant.

"Miss Zhang, my Meng brother is sleeping. Can we talk about this later?"

"Sleep?" Zhang Hui Li looked over at Meng Xi who was on his phone and said, "Please, I only have a few words with him, if he says it I will leave, okay?"