15. Kiss
The lights outside gradually dimmed, Zheng Xuhe didn't say anything else, and the room suddenly became quiet.
Cheng Qingxing then slowly stuck his head out, took out his cell phone, and swiped it casually, but he heard Zheng Xuhe calling his name.
"Cheng Qingxing, have we never chatted like this before?"
"We haven't actually talked about it." Cheng Qingxing replied without hesitation.
As far as he could remember, the two of them had a serious chat, and it seemed like they had done so once the day before their wedding.
What is the content?
He couldn't remember it for a moment. It should be about marriage, right?
Later, on the wedding night, because he didn't want Zheng Xuhe to know that he was a Beta, he refused Zheng Xuhe's approach.
The scene of that night lingered in his mind.
"It's still early, we can actually chat." Zheng Xuhe took the initiative to speak.
There was silence for a moment. In fact, he didn't know how to answer Zheng Xuhe appropriately.
"If we are all getting divorced, then there is actually no need for that."
He turned off his phone, and the last ray of light in the room disappeared.
Cheng Qingxing thought Zheng Xuhe would have some face and stop asking him questions, but he asked slowly.
"That day, you told Xiaoyao that you lied to me. Was that true or false?"
Cheng Qingxing had never expected that he would still remember what happened several days ago.
And given the situation at that time, he thought Zheng Xuhe didn't hear it.
After more than ten minutes, there was no reply from Cheng Qingxing, as if he was angry.
Then Cheng Qingxing heard footsteps, the man walked to his side, and the bed slowly dropped a few centimeters.
The smell of red wine slowly approached him, making him a little intoxicated.
He subconsciously pulled the quilt tighter around himself, his voice a little hoarse, "What do you want to do?"
The big hand pressed directly on his waist.
"I always feel like you never loved me."
"During the years we were married, you said nothing and you were always avoiding it."
"Did you agree to my proposal because there is no one else to choose from?"
"Is the person you like Lin Huanyi?"
"if--"
"Stop!" Cheng Qingxing finally couldn't bear it anymore, he "jumped" out of bed and turned on the bedside lamp.
Because he had been covered in the quilt for too long, his face was red and his hair was a mess.
He stared at Zheng Xuhe with wide eyes. His face, which had remained unchanged for a hundred years, actually had a resentful expression, just like that resentful woman.
Cheng Qingxing originally had a lot to say, but when he looked at his face, he swallowed the words back.
"What do you want to say?" Zheng Xuhe reached out and grabbed his ankle. "Does mentioning his name make you uncomfortable?"
"You!" Cheng Qingxing pointed at his nose and wanted to curse, but ended up making a contemptuous gesture.
Zheng Xuhe disagreed, "Are you angry?"
"I don't think we need to attribute our problems to an outsider."
Cheng Qingxing shook off his hand, then got off the bed, put on his coat and walked outside.
He felt that he would not be able to sleep well tonight, so he decided to go to the program crew and ask if there was a hotel nearby.
As a result, before the man had taken a few steps, he was grabbed by Zheng Xuhe and thrown onto the bed.
The moment Cheng Qingxing was thrown onto the bed, his brain went into a state of paralysis.
Zheng Xuhe's pheromones made his brain confused. When he looked up, he saw Zheng Xuhe coming over and holding him down.
"Zheng Xuhe, we are divorced." Cheng Qingxing said this word by word.
He actually didn't need to say anything else, as Zheng Xuhe knew the warning in his words.
He didn't think Zheng Xuhe was a brainless person, and taking one more step would be illegal.
Zheng Xuhe looked into his eyes, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he slowly loosened his hand.
Cheng Qingxing smiled to express his satisfaction, but the next second, his mouth was suddenly kissed.
She bit him as if punishing him, pried open his teeth with the tip of her tongue, and drove straight in.
He didn't react, and when he did, Zheng Xuhe had already let him go.
A kiss without reason.
"Are you crazy?" Cheng Qingxing wiped his lips hard and looked at him in disbelief.
Zheng Xuhe did not answer him. He stood up and quietly put on his coat.
During the whole process, there was no sound, and he didn't even say a word of explanation.
Cheng Qingxing wanted to hear his explanation, so he called his name a few times, but all he got was a "Sorry."
The moment the door closed, Cheng Qingxing finally cursed him, "Idiot!"
He slowly sat back on the bed, looking at the empty room, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.
I let out a long sigh, and the memories of him kept flashing back in my mind.
In fact, they kissed when they were in love.
But it was different from the kiss just now, not deep enough.
He didn't sleep well that night. When he opened his eyes, he found that Zheng Xuhe had not come back and the room became even more deserted.
After changing clothes and going out, I saw Zheng Xuhe's black face.
There were a few staff members next to him, nodding and bowing to him. Then Zheng Xuhe walked past him and returned to the room.
The door of the room closed again, and then the producer was heard speaking.
"Actor Zheng needs to go to the backstage. There are only five of us recording today. Everyone can just go out and stroll around, buy some peripheral products, and then do post-interviews. Today's recording is over."
Although others had some complaints, they only muttered a few words in a low voice and did not dare to say anything.
After all, he is Zheng Xuhe, so it’s okay if he really acts like a big shot.
Cheng Qingxing thought about it, walked back to the room, and saw Zheng Xuhe packing his luggage.
"Is there anything you want to deal with?" he asked tentatively.
He was a little worried that Zheng Xuhe would quit the recording because of the kiss yesterday.
If Zheng Xuhe quit, he would have to pack up and leave. His career, which had finally started to pick up, would collapse again.
"Work matters." Zheng Xuhe packed his luggage and looked at Cheng Qingxing's pale face with a distressed look.
Zheng Xuhe raised his hand, pressed his shoulder, and then whispered, "It's okay. Even if we really have a big problem, I will accompany you to the end of the recording of this program."
Cheng Qingxing looked up at him with some surprise, then smiled with relief.
They seem not to understand each other, but they know each other's career ideas better than anyone else.
"Zheng Xuhe, have you ever thought that if we were not husband and wife, but confidants, friends, and good partners in business, would we be happier?"
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