Chapter 15 Kiss Me



"you--"

After hearing this, Gu Chengfeng sat stiffly in his seat for a long time. After realizing that Si Mingchen really had an unusual relationship with Wen Zhi, his expression gradually changed from surprise to uneasiness.

But he was too embarrassed to admit his mistake because he had been the center of attention for a long time. He just smiled stiffly and said nothing more.

In order to ease the situation, Qin Yusen said with a smile: "It turns out that President Si and Wen Zhi know each other. No wonder I think you two get along very well."

Si Mingchen: "Yeah, we've been together for a long time."

Wen Zhi looked up at Si Mingchen at this time, raised the corners of his lips without any hesitation, and ate the last piece of potato beef on the plate, feeling very happy.

Gu Chengfeng's peripheral vision moved quietly.

Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen are actually a couple?

So the real couple in the variety show are actually them?

Thinking of what he had just said, he felt very upset.

...

...

Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen have not made their relationship public for so many years, so this time they are probably planning to make it public as well.

Now that he is in power, it would be strange if Wen Zhi did not take revenge on him for what he did back then.

Gu Chengfeng ate the meal with trepidation. For fear of being noticed by Si Mingchen, he even planned to leave directly.

Finally, Wen Zhi from the next room said, "We're full, let's go."

Si Mingchen stood up and adjusted his sleeves slightly.

When passing by Gu Chengfeng, he did not forget to glance at him, "Is Mr. Gu's entertainment company called Xinglan?"

Gu Chengfeng was called, he paused with his chopsticks, and immediately looked up at Si Mingchen: "... Yeah."

Si Mingchen nodded slightly, his calm eyes remained the same, but with a hint of intrigue. Without saying anything else, he took Wen Zhi away.

Gu Chengfeng was extremely anxious and didn't understand why Si Mingchen asked him what his company did. He frowned with a complicated expression, thought about it, opened his phone, and prepared to tell his agent about this.

On the way, Wen Zhi put his hands behind his back like an old cadre and looked up: "Not bad, Xiao Si, you have a bit of a domineering feeling."

Si Mingchen looked down at him, then raised his head to smooth the hair on Wen Zhi's head without saying anything.

Wen Zhi asked, "Xiao Si, why are you asking about the name of Gu Chengfeng's agency?"

Si Mingchen: "What do you think?"

Wen Zhi grinned: "Brother, you won't ban Gu Chengfeng just for me, right?"

Seeing Wen Zhi's smug and satisfied look, Si Mingchen asked gently, "Is there any other reason why he is targeting you?"

Wen Zhi shook his head: "I don't remember."

Si Mingchen nodded and planned to check Gu Chengfeng's background and the source of those rumors first.

If these rumors have followed Wen Zhi for so many years, and he only found out now, it must be because he is incompetent.

The afternoon activity was not tiring, it was a tennis match. Wen Zhi was on the school tennis team in high school. He has played regularly over the years and has become very skilled.

There are four groups of guests in total. The winning guest can be rewarded with 200 yuan in cash, which is very tempting for the eight people whose pockets are cleaner than their faces.

Wen Zhi quietly leaned close to Si Mingchen's ear and said, "After we get the money, can we go buy a chicken drumstick?"

Simingchen raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Okay."

Wen Zhi picked up the tennis racket and felt more motivated. He leaned over and swung it twice in a serious manner, trying to find the feel for it.

Since the meal, Gu Chengfeng has been very quiet, following Qin Yusen without saying a word or showing off.

Qin Yusen asked: "Can you play tennis?"

Gu Chengfeng said coldly: "Yes."

Qin Yusen nodded.

Here, Wen Zhi was warming up with Si Mingchen. In order to make it easier to play, he took off his coat and only wore a thin casual shirt underneath. When the wind blows, her slender figure becomes particularly noticeable.

Si Mingchen frowned slightly: "It's too cold, you will catch a cold like this."

Wen Zhi disagreed: "When you play ball, you won't feel cold anymore."

While doing high leg raises, Wen Zhi turned to Si Mingchen and said, "I have a warm-up method for two people. Do you want to try it together?"

Simingchen: "Double warm-up?"

Wen Zhi pointed to the ground and said, "You lie there and I'll do push-ups. I'll kiss you every time I do push-ups."

Simingchen asked back, "So where is my warm-up?"

Wen Zhi said seriously: "Kissing burns calories, don't you know?"

Si Mingchen was speechless after the rebuttal. He held the racket in one hand, put the other hand in his pocket, and smiled gently in the direction of no one.

[Wen Zhi’s love words are really good. ]

[Good fellow, what a good fellow. ]

[Wen Zhi is a spoiled brat. ]

[Does kissing burn calories? I just found out about this. ]

[Hiss, why do I suddenly feel like the White Bone Demon and Tang Monk? ]

The game will start soon, with two players competing against each other. The winner will be decided in one round, and the winner of the group stage will then compete in the final PK.

Netizens looked at Wen Zhi's thin arms and legs and thought he couldn't play tennis, but when the first round started, Wen Zhi made a light leap and quickly turned the game around.

His movements were beautiful but powerful. Two high balls and a high-pressure ball dealt a fatal blow to the opponent. After several rounds, He Jones and Xie Jing on the opposite side gradually became exhausted and finally shouted for surrender.

After the end, Wen Zhi was sweating profusely. He subconsciously lifted the hem of his white short-sleeved shirt to wipe the sweat, revealing the fair and smooth skin on his abdomen, which was especially obvious from a distance.

Si Mingchen's eyes darkened, and he took off his coat and put it on Wen Zhi: "It's windy."

Wen Zhi didn't understand, so she looked up and said sweetly, "Thank you."

[Oh my god! Are there still male stars in the domestic entertainment industry who would lift their clothes in public? ]

[Wen Zhi’s white ribs, haha, he’s quite brave. ]

[The abdominal muscles are still visible, and they are quite nice. ]

[Mr. Si, why are you so anxious? I haven’t seen it clearly yet! ]

[Is Si Mingchen jealous? ]

The game between the two opposing groups ended after fifteen minutes, with Qin Yusen and Gu Chengfeng being the winners.

When Wen Zhi took off his coat and prepared to compete with Si Mingchen, the director of the program said: "This final competition will be a single-player competition. Each group can send one representative."

After Qin Yusen had a brief discussion with Gu Chengfeng, Gu Chengfeng took the stage. Wen Zhize took the initiative to ask to compete with Gu Chengfeng.

When two people appeared on the live broadcast screen at the same time, the barrage of comments instantly became lively. Almost everyone who has followed domestic entertainment stars knows about the feud between Wen Zhi and Gu Chengfeng, and the fans of the two groups are incompatible.

Gu Chengfeng actually didn't want to compete with Wen Zhi. After all, he had just learned about the relationship between Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen, and he was warned at noon. Now was not the time to steal the limelight.

But so many fans were watching, and Qin Yusen didn't know how to play tennis. If he didn't play, everyone would think he was afraid of Wen Zhi.

So he not only has to go, but also has to win.

Gu Chengfeng learned his tennis skills while filming a TV series, and they are pretty good.

But Wen Zhi’s performance just now was also excellent, so everyone is waiting to see who will win in the end.

The production team was eager to see the fun, so they doubled the stakes fivefold: "Congratulations to everyone for unlocking the reward doubling card. If you win the final game, the reward amount can be up to 1,000 yuan."

When Wen Zhi heard the number, his eyes widened and he did not hide his inner surprise.

The production team said: "We'll give you five minutes, and each person can cheer up their partner in their own way."

Gu Chengfeng glanced at Qin Yusen, walked over and gave him a simple hug, and looking carefully, he saw that they just touched each other's arms.

[I'm not saying, what's going on with Gu Chengfeng? If he doesn't want to come to the show, then he shouldn't come. It's really unlucky to be able to do business just barely. ]

[That’s right. If he didn’t rely on his large number of fans, his voting would always be at the bottom in every issue. ]

[Wen fans, please stop criticizing passers-by in leather clothes, ok? Is it considered business if everyone hooks up with people every day like Wen Lucha? ]

[It’s so funny. Let me make it clear first, I’m not a fan of anyone. The program itself is a dating variety show. It is natural for Wen Zhi to fall in love. Why would Gu Chengfeng, who is so aloof, participate in a dating variety show? ]

In just a few minutes, the public opinion in the barrage took a sharp turn for the worse. Although Gu Chengfeng had a large number of fans, he was unable to withstand the audience's anger.

All of a sudden, Wen Zhi's votes increased rapidly.

Wen Zhi at the scene was unaware of this. He looked at Si Mingchen and ran towards him excitedly: "Si Si, I'm going to the competition. Do you have anything to tell me?"

Si Mingchen's face was calm: "Come on."

Wen Zhi seemed dissatisfied, with his eyes drooping: "Anything else to say?"

Si Mingchen raised his hand and ruffled Wen Zhi's hair: "If you win the game, I'll buy you a chicken drumstick."

Wen Zhi smiled instantly: "Okay."

As the whistle sounded, the exciting game began. Wen Zhi served the ball with great force and hit a difficult ace ball directly, earning two points.

When he saw the score on the scoreboard, Wen Zhi raised his lips and smiled. He became more and more courageous and began to use some difficult singles tactics.

As far as he could remember, he stopped learning tennis in his freshman year of high school, but in this game, Wen Zhi clearly had tennis skills that were inconsistent with his memory.

He thought that perhaps this was the dominance of subconscious memory and muscle memory.

Gu Chengfeng obviously had trouble catching the ball. In just five minutes of the opening game, he didn't score a single point.

Si Mingchen stared at Wen Zhi, not worrying about whether he would win or not, he just hoped that he would not get hurt.

I remember that in the winter of Wen Zhi's freshman year in high school, he accidentally broke his right foot while playing tennis. He rested for three months before he could walk again.

It was under such circumstances that Wen Zhi secretly ran out of home on New Year's Eve and climbed over the wall to bring him dumplings.

Si Mingchen frowned unconsciously, his expression was very serious, and his thin lips showed a bit of solemnity.

In that case, would Wen Zhi really send dumplings to someone he didn't like?

Wen Zhi said that day that he fell in love with me at first sight. Then when Wen Zhi sent the dumplings, he should have liked himself.

But why did he block all his contact information and confess to Sang Qi?

Si Mingchen still remembers those words of confession and can never forget them.

Everything that happened in the past gave Si Mingchen a splitting headache. He even wondered if there was some misunderstanding back then that made Wen Zhi give up liking him?

Suddenly, everyone applauded in unison.

Wen Zhi waved his racket, made a victory gesture, and ran towards Si Mingchen.

Si Mingchen's emotions had returned to normal, and he smiled at Wen Zhi who was walking towards him: "Congratulations."

Wen Zhi raised his eyebrows proudly, holding the prize money in his hand, and showed off to Si Mingchen: "I won, do you have any reward for me?"

Si Mingchen asked seriously: "What reward do you want?"

Wen Zhi didn't say anything, and the guests on the side started to make a noise.

"Give me a kiss!"

"Give me a kiss!"

As the noise grew louder, Wen Zhi's ears began to turn a light red. Although Wen Zhi is thick-skinned, he is still a little shy at the moment.

With his eyelashes trembling, he held the handle tightly in his palm, turned off the radio, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "I want to burn calories with you."

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