Chapter 53 The End of the Love Show



[? ? Wen Zhizhi, do you dare to let President Si hear this? ]

[Wow, this is a couple from the underworld. ]

[There is a kind of love that makes me feel relieved when I hear that you are "dead". ]

[Write it down in my little notebook. I’m going to tell Mr. Si. ]

The staff members who played the Black and White Impermanence were stunned on the spot.

Is it really okay to be so blunt?

A quarter of an hour later, the boat stopped at the eerie shore. Wen Zhi asked curiously, "How much did your set cost?"

Hei Wuchang held the soul-catching rope and said meaningfully: "Please respect the plot."

Wen Zhi: “…I’m sorry.”

Walking forward along the black stone wall, there was fog all around. Wen Zhi noticed a voice, rolled up his clothes to reveal his wrist, and the blue bracelet on it was glowing fluorescently.

...

...

Wen Zhi touched it lightly, and the electronic screen immediately displayed a map. There are two dots on the map, one blue and one white, and in the middle is an intricate maze.

Bai Wuchang said: "The blue dot represents Si Mingchen, and the white dot represents you. The two of you are located according to the map. If you can meet each other successfully, the challenge will be successful."

Wen Zhi thought for a moment and said, "Can I talk to him? This map looks like a maze. There must be multiple routes to meet each other. I'm afraid we're not taking the same route."

Hei Wuchang: "What is being tested is your tacit understanding."

Wen Zhi: “…” Okay.

At the same time, Simingchen also knew how to play the game. At this time, the Rakshasa ghost beside him said: "If you can become the first group of couples to meet successfully, you can change into the wedding clothes provided by the program team and be carried out in a sedan chair."

Si Mingchen: "Wedding dress?"

Although wearing wedding gowns together is quite romantic, being carried out in a sedan chair in a place like this is a bit weird.

"Zhizhi should be interested."

Rakshasa nodded: "Yes."

"I can actually wear wedding clothes?" Wen Zhi was obviously interested after receiving the news. "Is it an ancient wedding dress?"

Bai Wuchang: "Yes."

Wen Zhi was instantly energized and began to research the meeting place with Si Mingchen.

There are about four routes from his current location to the center point, but because he doesn't know which route Si Mingchen will choose, Wen Zhi decides to wait and see.

Four years ago, when he married Si Mingchen, the wedding was not held because Si Mingchen's grandmother had just passed away.

After the two got their marriage certificate, Si Mingchen went to Europe for work for a month and held the wedding when he came back.

However, the wedding was not very grand at that time. It was just a small wedding held in a manor with the families and good friends of both parties, and the marriage was considered completed.

In fact, before getting married, Si Mingchen attached great importance to the wedding. Even when a financial magazine invited him to be the cover character of the new year, Si Mingchen wanted to bring Wen Zhi with him.

But before Wen Zhi returned home from a bachelor party, he met Sang Qi by chance in Europe. Sang Qi told him indirectly that Jiang Chengshu had originally planned to settle abroad to pursue art, but some time ago he planned to focus back on China and give up changing his nationality. It would be a lie for him to say he was not worried after hearing that. He had even made plans to rekindle his relationship with Si Mingchen after Jiang Chengshu returned to China.

So when Si Mingchen proposed to hold a grand wedding, he politely declined out of consideration for Si Mingchen.

Although Si Mingchen did not show any unhappiness at the time, their wedding suddenly changed from a three-day and two-night revelry in a French castle complex to a simple ceremony in a church.

The wedding photos in both ancient and modern styles that we had originally planned on were not taken.

Thinking about this incident now, Wen Zhi was so angry at himself that he vomited blood. He really wanted to pry open his head to see how much water was inside.

Now, he really hopes to make up for the regret he had at that time.

There were winding paths all around, and due to the lighting conditions, Wen Zhi could only walk carefully to avoid tripping over the gravel.

Soon they arrived at the first transfer point. In front of the door was a cash box ghost played by a staff member. Only after successfully passing the test of the cash box ghost could Wen Zhi continue walking.

Time waits for no one. In order to wear wedding clothes and sit in the big sedan chair with Si Mingchen, Wen Zhi hurriedly asked: "Excuse me, is there any task I need to complete?"

Qiangui Ghost said: "Answer my question. If your answer is the same as Simingchen's, you will pass."

Wen Zhi nodded: "Okay."

"If you two can get married, how much salary do you think Mr. Si will give you per month? A: 5 million, B: 20 ​​million, C: all."

Wen Zhi said without hesitation: "All."

The Qiangui ghost looked at him inexplicably and said, "Pass."

[Oh my, oh my, so you are this kind of Zhizhi. ]

[Zhizhi is too greedy. She actually wants all of Mr. Si’s salary. ]

[What happened to everything? Mr. Si wants to give! ]

[Please remember your promise. If you can get married, Mr. Si must hand over all your wages. ]

Such an easy clearance made Wen Zhi start to show off. The Black and White Impermanence beside him were more like his bodyguards. If the surrounding environment was not extremely dim, he would even want to wear sunglasses. On the other side, Si Mingchen also passed smoothly after receiving Wen Zhi's answer.

The two of them tried to get closer to each other according to their feelings.

"Xiao Hei, can you tell us about the current progress of the other guests?"

Black Impermanence is impartial and selfless: "No."

Wen Zhi frowned and trotted to the next level.

This time, the supernatural ghost who was standing by asked Wen Zhi, "If you can get married, would you like a Western or Chinese wedding?"

Wen Zhi touched his chin: "Chinese style."

At the same time, Si Mingchen chose Western style.

After learning Wen Zhi's answer, Si Mingchen was confused for a moment. His wedding with Wen Zhi was Western-style from beginning to end, and Wen Zhi had never expressed the desire to have a Chinese-style wedding.

So, the two of them need to be punished, and together they need to do 100 push-ups on the spot.

Wen Zhi was never good at sports. Just as he was about to lie on the ground, Bai Wuchang suddenly said, "You don't have to do it. Mr. Si will take on 100 of them by himself."

Wen Zhi paused, and a layer of red instantly spread to the tip of his ear. He blushed: "Why is he so polite?"

Black and White Impermanence were speechless to each other.

[Mr. Si is really nice. ]

[You dote on Zhizhi too much. I think you are pursuing her. ]

[I have also seen similar CEOs participating in reality shows about dating, but the feeling that Mr. Si gave me was that he was serious about dating. ]

[Not really? Si Mingchen obviously fell in love with Wen Zhi in the later period. Don’t you remember his attitude in the previous episodes? He was not so enthusiastic towards Wen Zhi. ]

[Wen Zhi’s charm is indeed great. She can charm the sponsors and attract big sponsors at the same time. ]

[Can the black guy just go away? Weibo isn't enough for you to dance? ]

Although Wen Zhi was touched, in order to save time and share Si Mingchen's worries, he volunteered to share thirty of them.

Although the two people had different speeds, Wen Zhi had a smaller number and they finished at the same time.

The next level was guarded by a reincarnated ghost. He asked Wen Zhi, "If you get married, how many children do you want to have?"

Wen Zhi was confused: "Can I have a baby?"

The reincarnated ghost held back his laughter and quickly turned to the next question: "Sorry, I forgot about this. If you can adopt children, how many do you think Mr. Si would like to adopt? A: 1, B: 2, C: 3, D: 0."

Wen Zhi thought about this question for a long time.

After spending so much time with Si Mingchen, it seems that Si Mingchen doesn't like children very much.

But they are homosexuals and are destined not to have their own children. Many wealthy families will adopt children, and some even do worse than that to commit adultery.

After thinking for a long time, he said, "Si Mingchen's wish should be D."

The reincarnated ghost quickly connected with the other party and got Simingchen's answer: "Let him go."

The staff around Si Mingchen were a little surprised at his choice. After all, he had so much property, and if he didn't have his own children, it would definitely be given away to others.

"Boss Si, don't you like children?"

Si Mingchen: "It's hard to say whether I like him or not, but my energy is limited. Wen Zhi is like a child, and it's enough for me to worry about him every day."

The staff member clicked his tongue and shook his head: “…” Love-brained.

[Mr. Si, do you really not want a child? Who should I give so much property to? ]

[Wen Zhi is really lucky to have met a love-minded boss who wants him even if she doesn't want children. This is cause for celebration. ]

[Congratulations to Wen Zhi for climbing to the top. ]

[If I were Wen Zhi, I would break up with my financial sponsor right away and throw myself into Si Mingchen's arms. ]

Half an hour later, Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen had answered four questions in unison, getting closer and closer to each other.

The next level is the key point for them, because there are two choices, left and right, and only by choosing the right route can they meet each other via the shortest route.

Although the instrument on the wrist has positioning, it is not accurate within three meters, so you can only rely on luck for this level.

The saliva-eating ghost is in charge of guarding here: "If the two of you can get married, what is the latest time Wen Zhi sets for Mr. Si to go home? A: 10 o'clock, B: midnight, C: no time limit."

Wen Zhi touched his chin: "C?"

Simingchen on the other side hesitated for a moment: "C."

The saliva-eater let him go and curiously asked, "Why is there no time limit?"

Wen Zhi: "The nature of his work means that he can't get off work on time every day. If he can go home, he will come back naturally. If he can't go home, there are also reasons. Why should we set a time to go home?"

The saliva eater shook his head slowly: "You are too young, you are just not married."

Although Wen Zhi wanted to refute, he held it back in order to keep the secret.

[Wen Zhi is right! I'm going to forward this to my wife! ]

[That’s what marriage should be like, trusting each other. ]

[It’s clear that Wen Zhi has never been married. With Mr. Si’s status and position, isn’t he afraid that he won’t be able to keep her under control? But everyone can say nice things, and it is not certain whether the two of them can succeed. ]

[To be honest, Si Mingchen is handsome and rich. If he doesn’t rush to take the initiative, there will be others who will come after him, right? Is Wen Zhi really not worried? ]

[Look at what you said. Wen Zhi is also very outstanding and there are many people who like him. Mr. Si must be more at ease with Wen Zhi. Love is about mutual trust. ]

Standing in the middle of the two roads, Wen Zhi chose the left road based on his feeling. After walking for about three or four seconds, he found that Si Mingchen was also walking along this route.

Wen Zhi was very excited, because this meant that the two of them would meet within three levels at the earliest.

The questions we asked about the two ghosts we encountered later were very simple. One was about the preferences of both parties, and the other was about the preferences of both parties.

Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen answered all the questions correctly.

When he reached the last level, Wen Zhi felt nervous because he had run into Xie Jing when he just passed the level.

Being able to arrive at this time and place meant that Xie Jing and the others were about to pass the level, so he and Si Mingchen needed to speed up.

The one guarding this gate was the Soul-stealer. With a ferocious look on his face, he asked, "If the person you deeply love changes his or her mind one day, how would you like to handle the relationship between you two? A: Part ways amicably and say goodbye with dignity. B: Try to save the relationship and let bygones be bygones. C: Cut off all ties and never see each other again."

Wen Zhi did not answer immediately this time. He looked at the soul-stealing ghost in front of him for a long, long time. He gently stroked his sleeves with his fingertips, his brows clenched in thought, and he seemed to be considering something seriously.

At the same time, Xie Jing and He Jones also encountered this problem.

Seeing that Si Mingchen hadn't answered, the staff member next to him reminded him, "Boss Si, the other group is almost through."

Si Mingchen nodded in thanks but was still hesitant.

This problem was not difficult for him, as he had been doing B for the past four years due to a misunderstanding.

The difference is that he thought Wen Zhi had never liked him and had always been in love with someone else.

The same is true for Wen Zhi.

[This question is difficult. In fact, many couples who are deeply in love will choose to get back together because they really can’t bear to let go. ]

[Although changing one's heart is unforgivable, in reality more people choose B or C. ]

[Xie Jing and He Jones chose B! ]

[Sure enough, they have a deep affection for each other and are unwilling to give up. ]

About five minutes later, Wen Zhi finally showed signs of wanting to answer. He curled his fingers slightly and clenched his fists, his expression firm and serious: "I won't choose. Si Mingchen is very loyal to love, and he won't change his mind."

The Soul Reaper was shocked and asked, "Not choosing?"

Wen Zhi: "Well, I don't choose."

The Soul-stealing Ghost connected to the other side: "Has Si Mingchen made his choice?"

The other side hesitated and said, "Well, Mr. Si just said that the little fool will not change his mind."

[Ahhhh, this is so sweet! ]

[Wow, it really is a two-way journey. ]

[They actually! There is no choice tacitly! ]

[I suspect they had communications equipment, but I have no proof. ]

[It’s really sweet. ]

Since the two people did not play by the rules, they asked the program team for how to make a ruling.

When Wen Zhi learned that Si Mingchen had no choice, he wanted to run out excitedly, but was told to wait a moment.

Wen Zhi was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot: "Please hurry up, if you don't hurry up we won't be able to get first place."

Two minutes later, the director's voice came from the Soul Reaper's headset: "No problem, you can pass."

Wen Zhi, who was released, rushed out immediately, looked left and right, and finally saw Si Mingchen at the end of the intersection.

The announcement of which group has won has not yet been made, so they still have a chance.

Wen Zhi was as happy as a little sparrow and rushed towards Si Mingchen excitedly.

His handsome wedding suit is coming~

Si Mingchen smiled and stretched out his arms towards him.

Two seconds later, Wen Zhi threw himself into Si Mingchen's arms.

"Sisi, we won."

Surprisingly, the broadcast still did not announce their victory. At this time, the Soul Reaper guarding the door reminded them: "Don't stick together. You have to go to the Yama Palace together to win."

Wen Zhi was startled, then he pulled Si Mingchen and ran quickly. In terms of running speed, Wen Zhi naturally couldn't compare to Si Mingchen. Si Mingchen wanted to carry him on his back, but Wen Zhi felt that he could run faster by himself.

"Sisi, let's hurry up."

Wen Zhi was very anxious. Although he was nervous on the road, he still quickened his pace and spoke breathlessly.

Si Mingchen was afraid that he would get a stitch in the side, but it was not easy for him to persuade Wen Zhi to run slower, so he could only try his best to pull him forward.

Finally, the Yama Palace was right in front of us.

Wen Zhi was slightly relieved when he found that there was no sign of Xie Jing and He Jones yet.

He was in high spirits: "Please prepare the wedding dresses so that Si Mingchen and I can try them on."

Si Mingchen looked at him and smiled, then walked into the Yama Palace with him hand in hand.

Wen Zhi tried her best to be reserved, and her mind was already beginning to imagine the rituals and auspicious words they would need to perform when they put on their wedding attires.

But when they stepped into the Yama Palace, the broadcast suddenly sounded: "Congratulations to Xie Jing and He Jones for winning the championship."

Wen Zhi's smile suddenly froze, and then slowly disappeared. He was not sure, and looked around but found that there was no sign of He Jones and Xie Jing.

He suspected he had heard wrongly.

Si Mingchen immediately put his arm around Wen Zhi’s shoulders and tried to comfort him.

[Alas, He Jones and Xie Jing have arrived a long time ago. ]

[Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen wasted some time on the last question, so they didn't win. ]

[Wen Zhi seems very depressed. ]

At this time, He Jones and Xie Jing changed into exquisite wedding dresses and appeared in the center of the hall.

When Wen Zhi saw this, he was instantly deflated and his arms dropped to his sides.

Zhou Chongen and Lu Haoxing also came at this moment. Seeing Xie Jing in a red wedding dress, Lu Haoxing exclaimed: "Our Chinese wedding dresses are so beautiful."

Zhou Chongen nodded: "Yes."

The two people in front of him were smiling brightly, holding hands with each other. The style of the dress was similar to the wedding dress Wen Zhi had liked in the past, and even the pattern on it was his favorite albizzia flowers.

Wen Zhi didn't say anything. After wiping the sweat from both sides of his head with his hands, he stood aside and secretly watched the two of them.

Sweat continued to flow down his neck, his lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes looked away.

Although you have to accept the loss, you can't cheat. But he really wanted to wear it with Si Mingchen.

Afraid that Si Mingchen would notice his abnormality, Wen Zhi quietly walked to the most remote pillar in the hall while the other party was talking to someone else, and squatted down to lean against it.

[Where is Wen Zhi? ]

[Oh, what a pity! I thought Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen could wear wedding dresses. ]

[It doesn’t matter. If the two of them can really get married, why would they worry about not finding an opportunity to wear wedding dresses? ]

[Where is Zhizhi? He is missing from the camera. ]

Si Mingchen soon noticed that Wen Zhi had disappeared and hurriedly looked around for her. When he walked to the back, he found a piece of white clothes exposed in front of a pillar in the hall.

When he walked forward, he found Wen Zhi squatting there with his chin resting pitifully on his knees.

Si Mingchen squatted down gently: "Zhizhi."

Wen Zhi was startled, and quickly wiped his nose and turned his head away: "You are here."

Si Mingchen looked concerned: "Are you unhappy?"

Wen Zhi quickly shook his head: "I'm not unhappy, I'm just a little tired."

Si Mingchen sighed and put his hand on his head: "Zhizhi, after the variety show is over, let's hold a wedding ceremony."

Wen Zhi was stunned and rubbed his red eyes: "Re-hold a wedding? But we have already had a wedding, how can we hold another one? Will our friends laugh at us if they know? And there must be an explanation for holding a wedding."

Si Mingchen smiled and said, "As long as Zhizhi wants to do it, we can do it once a year."

Wen Zhi curled his lips and turned his face away, not wanting Si Mingchen to notice that he was about to cry.

"It's not me who wants to do it, it's you who want to do it."

"Yes, I want to do it." Si Mingchen said softly, "How about a Chinese-style wedding?"

Wen Zhi finally raised his lips and smiled: "It's all right, since you want to have a wedding."

After coaxing Wen Zhi into calming down, Si Mingchen took his hand and brought him back to the recording camera.

[What happened to Wen Zhi? ]

[It’s nothing. I’m quite happy. ]

[Wen Zhi must have been sad just now. I saw him hiding behind a pillar from another camera angle. ]

[Zhizhi must be sad because she didn’t get to wear her wedding dress. ]

Xie Jing and He Jones had already boarded the sedan chair and the ceremony began.

After a while, the ceremony ended and another heavyweight NPC appeared. Sheng Bai and Chen Zheng also arrived late and finally completed the task.

King Yama sat in front of the hall and said to everyone, "Congratulations to all the couples for completing the task."

"Next, you will take on the final task, which will also be the audience's last chance to choose."

Just as he finished speaking, four sedan chairs suddenly appeared behind the eight guests. The eyes of Si Mingchen, He Jones and others were blindfolded with black silk.

"Your lover is about to get into a sedan chair. You only have one chance to identify which sedan chair your lover is sitting in. If you successfully identify your lover, real lovers can kiss on the spot, while the rest of the fake couples can only hug."

"Of course, if the fake couple holds hands successfully, they can also hug and kiss."

[What should I do if I can’t help myself? ]

[Yes, in case something goes wrong, there will be a crackling fire. ]

[It seems difficult, and it doesn’t seem to explain how to distinguish it? Can I touch hands or something? ]

[It should be a question. ]

He Jones asked: "What is our means of identification?"

King Yama: "You can touch the sedan and do anything, but you cannot lift the curtain."

He Jones complained: "That's too difficult."

There were still two hours left before the end of the recording, so without further ado, the four guests walked up to the sedan chair and observed it carefully.

Chen Zheng smiled and said, "You choose first. If you choose the right one, my difficulty will be reduced."

King Yama: "Choose at the same time, choose at the same time."

Chen Zheng: “…” Okay.

The last challenge is in progress, and at this moment on the Internet, the popularity of the program team and the voting channel are on par with each other, and the traffic is exploding.

Among them, Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen once again topped the hot searches, and when you click into the topic, almost all of them are discussing Wen Zhi's withdrawal from the hot searches.

[I laughed my ass off. Wen Zhi’s PR team is so awesome that they deleted all the related entries. ]

[Is this a multi-million dollar PR? How many times do you have to accompany the sponsor to earn this money? ]

[My fellow melon lovers, someone has found out that Wen Zhi’s father is Wen Qishan, who does have many industries under his name, but either their capital chain has been broken or they have gone bankrupt. ]

[So, how can Wen Zhi be the young master of a wealthy family? Just a canary in a golden cage. ]

[His father is Wen Qishan? This makes sense. Maybe he is the big shot introduced to him by his father? After all, I have a wide network of contacts. ]

[This rumor has spread so widely, and Wen Zhi’s studio has not come out to refute it, so it is most likely true. ]

[Let me promote it for a bit. The final voting for "True or Fake Lovers" is in progress. If you vote for Xie Jing and He Jones, you will get a video membership and a box of yogurt. ]

At the show, Si Mingchen had been standing in front of the second sedan chair for a long time. From the faint smell inside, he had a hunch that Wen Zhi was here.

At this time, Chen Zheng suggested: "Let's shake the sedan chair, so that we can judge who it is based on the weight inside."

He Jones nodded thoughtfully: "That's a good idea."

Siming's brows were serious: "What about the people in there?"

Chen Zheng: "No one will get hurt. We're just bumping around a bit."

As he said this, he warned the people in the sedan chairs to be careful and shook the third sedan chair.

It was too late for Si Mingchen to stop him. After Chen Zheng finished shaking, he immediately said, "It's very heavy inside. Let me check number two."

Simingchen immediately raised his arm: "No."

Chen Zheng smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. Tell the people inside in advance. This is a good idea."

Si Mingchen: "There are no handrails in the sedan chair, you will get hurt."

Chen Zheng: "No!" He was eager to try, but Si Mingchen's attitude suddenly turned cold: "Don't touch No. 2, do you hear me?"

Chen Zheng couldn't do anything about him and could only walk up to No. 1 and No. 3 in disappointment.

But Si Mingchen's attitude was very firm. He still didn't want him to touch other sedans and hurt the people inside.

He Jones said: "But Mr. Si, do you have any better idea than shaking the sedan chair?"

Si Mingchen asked: "Does anyone have a special perfume?"

Zhou Chongen said: "Hao Xing's perfume is quite special, I think it is number four."

Si Mingchen looked at Chen Zheng: "That's it."

Chen Zheng: "What about the rest? How do you tell them apart?"

Si Mingchen: "The director said that we can touch the sedan chair as long as we don't lift the curtain. We can feel the size of the hands inside through the curtain."

He Jones: "Yes! Touch through the curtain."

The director raised his eyebrows: "Boss Si has learned how to fix bugs."

Simingchen walked up to No. 2 and asked through the curtain, "Can you please extend your hand?"

The person inside paused for a moment, stretched out his hand and placed it on the curtain of the sedan chair.

Si Mingchen did not touch him, but observed his hand shape: "This is not Wen Zhi, come and take a look."

The others walked towards number two, while Si Mingchen walked towards number one. Before he could ask, the people inside couldn't wait to put their hands over.

This time, Simingchen smiled.

The movements were so quick, it must be Wen Zhi.

Si Mingchen touched Wen Zhi's hand through the curtain of the sedan chair: "Wait for me, I will be out soon."

[Mr. Si is so smart. ]

[Chen Zheng is really so reckless. ]

[It seems that number one is Wen Zhi. ]

[But if the hands are the same size, it would be difficult to tell them apart. ]

[Reveal it soon! I want to see Mr. Si and Wen Zhi kiss! ]

[I’m a little scared. What if we don’t succeed in holding hands? ]

[Yes, if it fails, I will cry to death. ]

Soon, the four guests stood in front of the sedan chair, waiting for the results to be announced.

Si Mingchen stood in front of number one, He Qiongs stood in front of number two, Chen Zheng was at number three, and Zhou Chongen was at number four.

King Yama asked, "Are you sure?"

Everyone nodded.

King Yama: "OK, now please lift the curtains of the sedan chair at the same time."

Chen Zheng and Zhou Chongen were the first to open it. It was Sheng Bai and Lu Haoxing inside, yes. However, there was no intimate action between them, just a normal hug.

Sheng Bai wanted to smack Chen Zheng’s head off: “You’re almost going to make me vomit, did you know that?”

Chen Zheng apologized: "I was inconsiderate."

Next, He Jones and Si Mingchen took action.

Everyone in the field, including the audience, stared at them intently.

The result was as expected.

The person in front of Si Mingchen was Wen Zhi, and He Qiongs was facing the expressionless Xie Jing.

Wen Zhi smiled with his eyes downcast, sat inside a little stiffly, and did not go out.

Xie Jing and He Jones, who walked out from next door, were already hugging and kissing.

All the staff on the scene were applauding, including the audience watching the live broadcast.

However, there was no movement from Si Mingchen's group for a long time.

Si Mingchen stood in front of the sedan chair: "Aren't you coming out?"

Wen Zhi knew what the two were going to do next, and said truthfully: "I'm a little shy."

Si Mingchen smiled, put his right hand on the front of the sedan chair, gently leaned his upper body in, and moved closer to kiss Wen Zhi.

At this moment, the camera quickly turned to the two of them.

The online voting channel has completely ended.

[Ahhh, we successfully held hands. ]

[They are really together! Modo Modo! ]

[Come closer! I]

[Ahhhh, so happy! ]

[Shit, I discovered something. Look at the bracelets of He Jones and Xie Jing. ]

[Why is it still blue? Hasn’t it changed? ]

[The bracelet changed color! you! you! Look at the color of the bracelet that Si Mingchen revealed! ]

The camera seemed to understand what netizens were thinking and cut to the close-up again.

The bracelet on Simingchen's thin wrist had turned pink.

At this moment, a pair of hands stretched out from the sedan chair and embraced Si Mingchen's waist.

The bracelet on the slender white wrist also turned pink.

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