The warm touch in his arms was hard to ignore, and the strange touch at the corner of his lips kept disturbing Si Mingchen's thoughts.
He slowly raised his arm, touched the place that Wen Zhi had just kissed, and looked down at Wen Zhi.
Wen Zhi should like him very much now.
Although he is very different from Wen Zhi before the divorce, he admits that he has longed for this love for a long time.
The wind blew around the two of them. Si Mingchen looked at the whorl of hair on Wen Zhi's head that stood up and bent ostentatiously in the wind, and raised his hand to gently tidy up his hair.
Wen Zhi blushed and said embarrassedly: "Since you are willing to accompany me to record the variety show, then I will grant you a wish."
There was a ten centimeter difference in height between the two men. Wen Zhi had a thin frame, and Si Mingchen held him in his arms and felt that he was as light as a feather.
"I haven't thought about my wish yet. Can I mention it after recording the variety show?"
Wen Zhi nodded: "Of course."
Si Mingchen looked at him: "Will you regret it?"
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Wen Zhi frowned immediately: "Of course not, I keep my word."
Seeing that Wen Zhi's expression was exactly the same as in high school, Si Mingchen smiled softly: "Well, I'll believe you for now."
Wen Zhi's unilateral cold war ended. He moved his things out of Ming Yantang's house without caring about his relatives, and did not forget to thank Ming Yantang for his care before leaving.
Ming Yantang crossed his legs and looked at Wen Zhi clumsily pulling the suitcase over the threshold, his head aching.
How did such a brainless idiot come to be?
It is said that Wen Zhi was a good student in high school.
After returning home, Wen Zhi took a comfortable hot bath, deliberately exposing her shoulders, and walked out in a swaggering manner.
The light was on in the study and Si Mingchen was packing his luggage.
Qingwan has already contacted them and will start recording the variety show as early as the day after tomorrow.
Just when Wen Zhi was about to go over and tease Si Mingchen, he received a call on his cell phone.
"Mr. Wen? We are Xinran Housekeeping. Your house at No. 5 Chuntingyuan should be cleaned tomorrow as usual. I heard that you are living there recently. Do you still need our service?"
Wen Zhi was a little surprised. Chuntingyuan was on the edge of the city. Why hadn't he lived there recently?
"I'll go there tomorrow, you guys can come too."
After hanging up the phone, Wen Zhi quietly came to the study and poked her head out: "Hubby, let's go to bed."
Si Mingchen raised his head and saw Wen Zhi leaning against the door frame with disheveled clothes, the white spot on his chest was very eye-catching.
"Aren't you cold?" Si Mingchen asked.
Wen Zhi looked innocent: "It's cold, so I need you to hold me so I can fall asleep."
Si Mingchen closed the suitcase and smiled thoughtfully: "Didn't you say before that you can fall asleep even with Xiao Donggua."
Wen Zhi muttered: "A real husband is different from a winter melon."
Having just finished a shower, the warmth of the steam gave her skin a faint pink hue.
The slender white neck was exposed to the air, exuding a certain allure.
Simingchen rolled his Adam's apple and avoided his gaze: "You go to sleep first, I'll find you when I'm done."
Wen Zhi saw through Si Mingchen's thoughts and exposed him mercilessly: "You lie to me like this every time and let me sleep alone in the end."
Si Mingchen laughed softly: "Smart now?"
Wen Zhi puffed up his cheeks, his eyes full of resentment: "If you don't sleep with me today, then you might as well not sleep with me in the future."
Si Mingchen thought deeply and said, "Since it is your request, then I agree."
The goal was achieved, and Wen Zhi made an "OK" gesture.
Sure enough, his ex still loves him.
As they walked towards the bedroom, Wen Zhi held Si Mingchen's hand affectionately, her mind filled with images that were not suitable for children.
He had peeked at Si Mingchen's chest muscles, they should be very powerful, right? Will he be in so much pain that he can't get out of bed tomorrow?
Wen Zhi pressed down the corners of his mouth, rolled over, lay in the middle of the bed, and looked at Si Mingchen eagerly.
Si Mingchen lay down calmly and turned off the desk lamp.
It's pitch dark, it's a good time to do things. Wen Zhi subtly snuggled into Si Mingchen's arms, eagerly waiting to see what Si Mingchen would do.
However, Si Mingchen just patted his back gently and coaxed him to sleep, just like coaxing a child.
Wen Zhi was very disappointed, but was too embarrassed to say it out loud because it would make him seem unreserved.
After thinking it over, he groaned and leaned against Si Mingchen's chest and rubbed it gently.
Si Mingchen has a really good body, because when Wen Zhi was rubbing against him, he could feel his firm and heaving chest muscles.
He squinted his eyes and rubbed it again lingeringly.
With the fragrance and softness in his arms, he didn't believe that Si Mingchen would not be moved.
Si Mingchen soon noticed his abnormality, and his expression was unclear in the dark night.
His voice was low: "What's wrong?"
Wen Zhi groaned, "I'm sleepy."
After all these years of marriage, Wen Zhi has never acted coquettishly towards Si Mingchen. Si Mingchen didn't know how to coax Wen Zhi, so he could only pat his shoulders gently to coax him to sleep.
Wen Zhi was a generous person. Before long he completely forgot his purpose and fell asleep in a daze.
Listening to the breathing sounds beside his ears, Si Mingchen smiled helplessly and kept his eyes open for a long time without feeling sleepy.
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The next morning.
Wen Zhi woke up only when the sun hit his butt.
The bed sheet next to him was cold, and it seemed that Si Mingchen had gone to work a long time ago.
He yawned and opened his phone, and received a message from Qingwan.
This morning, the production team agreed to let him and his husband participate in the variety show together, as the only real couple.
Wen Zhi was satisfied. After breakfast, he went to Chunting Garden.
When he came here, Wen Zhi felt that it looked more and more familiar. After thinking for a long time, he suddenly realized that this was the manor of his grandparents. However, the manor was sold when he was eight years old.
The cleaning staff had already arrived. Wen Zhi saw that the house was quite clean and only asked them to disturb them briefly.
Walking up the stairs to the bedroom, Wen Zhi discovered his unpacked suitcase in the closet, and it looked like he had only been halfway through packing his clothes.
Wen Zhi was muttering about how sloppy he was when he grew up. As soon as he touched the suitcase, he suddenly found a document inside.
When he opened the file out of curiosity, he was completely dumbfounded by the words "divorce agreement" on the header of the file.
Wen Zhi sat on the ground, flipping through the documents page by page, his mind in a mess.
It wasn't until I saw the signatures of both of them on the last page that the struggle in my heart was completely shattered.
He is actually going to divorce Si Mingchen?
And just half a year later?
Wen Zhi fell to the ground on the hard wooden floor with a bang, almost crying.
Why do you want a divorce?
Did Si Mingchen do something wrong to him, or did he do something wrong to Si Mingchen?
Or is there something wrong?
Wen Zhi felt a tightness in his chest and hung his head.
He had been secretly in love with the girl for many years, but she was gone after he finally got her.
In order to find out why he divorced Si Mingchen, Wen Zhi decided to ask Ming Yantang and Qiao Juan.
His father didn't seem to know about this, and if he asked rashly, it would probably cause a lot of trouble.
As for Si Mingchen, he couldn't ask even more. If Si Mingchen wanted to confess to him, he would have done so long ago.
Thinking back on the little things they had spent together in recent days, Wen Zhi finally understood what the wall between them was.
They are about to get divorced, and Si Mingchen's attitude is already quite good.
When we arrived at Ming Yantang’s house, Ming Yantang was just about to go out to work.
Seeing Wen Zhi, Ming Yantang frowned: "Did you quarrel with your husband again?"
Wen Zhi shook his head, like an eggplant hit by frost.
Ming Yantang said helplessly: "What happened?"
Wen Zhi looked around: "Do you know that I want to divorce Si Mingchen?"
Ming Yantang was not very surprised when he heard this, but was a little surprised: "You remembered?"
Wen Zhi took a look and got it.
It seems that this is true.
"I don't remember, but I found the divorce papers."
Ming Yantang was shocked and asked, "Did you really sign it?" After reading the content of the agreement, he murmured, "Good fellow, you don't want anything except that manor?"
Wen Zhi said listlessly: "Then tell me, am I the one at fault?"
Ming Yantang shook his head: "You told us about this before you planned to divorce Si Mingchen."
Wen Zhi interrupted: "I asked for a divorce?"
Ming Yantang: “Yeah.”
Wen Zhi asked: "Why did I mention it?"
Ming Yantang glanced at him lazily and concluded, "You two are not harmonious in that aspect."
Wen Zhi was startled: "Is that the only thing?"
Ming Yantang nodded: "Qiao Juan and I both advised you at the beginning, but you didn't listen, saying that you and Si Mingchen had no communication between souls."
Wen Zhi: "Then I have to get a divorce?"
Ming Yantang: "Yes. In fact, in the past four years, Si Mingchen has been very good to you. There has never been any scandal about him. He has always been very clean."
After hearing Ming Yantang's words, Wen Zhi fell into deep self-blame.
If Si Mingchen likes me so much, how hurtful would it be if I filed for divorce?
Is it because of that disharmony?
This is so hurtful to one's self-esteem.
Si Mingchen must have thought that I disliked him.
Thinking back to the past few days when Si Mingchen was always unwilling to sleep in the same bed with me, it must be related to this incident.
Wen Zhi turned around and left, determined to save this crumbling marriage.
It was his fault for having hastily filed for divorce.
It's normal for Siming Chen to feel cold.
The only thing he could do now was to rely on his charm to make Si Mingchen fall in love with him again.
He is so charming, I don’t believe he can’t win over Si Mingchen.
The rest of the time was probably spent looking for some folk remedies to cure Si Mingchen's illness. At the same time, he also had to persuade Si Mingchen not to hide his illness and avoid seeing a doctor.
If you are sick, you must treat it.
If Si Mingchen couldn't make it in his lifetime, he had also thought it through.
He will never dislike the other person.
After all, if you marry a chicken, you follow the chicken; if you marry a dog, you follow the dog.
It's not impossible to have a Platonic love relationship.
At this time, Wen Zhi asked the driver to stop the car, put on sunglasses, and quietly walked into the largest Chinese medicine store in the city.
He searched on Baidu and found that although this was a self-operated store, there were many retired and skilled Chinese medicine practitioners on duty. Come and have a look, maybe you'll get lucky.
The clerk saw his worried look and asked in a friendly manner, "Excuse me, are you here to pick up some medicine?"
Wen Zhi shook her head mysteriously and handed the clerk a black card: "I want to ask, my husband is not good in that aspect, is there any prescription? The money doesn't matter, as long as it works."
Chen Yu, who was accompanying her boyfriend to get medicine, turned around when she heard the voice and looked suspicious when she saw the familiar figure.
Isn’t Wen Zhi’s husband his good friend Si Mingchen?
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