Has the scumbag actor confessed?

After going back to the room and taking a bath one by one, Zhong Yi became more awake, and was not so anxious to sleep.

As soon as Shen Xifeng came out of the bathroom, he saw Zhong Yi sitting cross-legged on the bedside, reading the interview.

Zhong Yi is indeed a person who has practiced martial arts. She is still straight in her pajamas, with her hands on her knees in a relaxed posture, but her brows are slightly frowned, and her face is tense.

Thinking that this is the last night for the two of them alone...

Shen Xifeng couldn't help but slow down as he wiped his hair. A thought lingered in his mind for a long time and couldn't get rid of it.

No, he didn't want to wave it anymore, even that kid Jing Mingchu knew about it, so the real master should know about it too.

Shen Xifeng slowly came over to look at the manuscript, then turned his gaze to Zhong Yi, and asked softly: "Why do you look at this, what time do you still sleep?"

"I slept just now, I'm not sleepy now." Zhong Yi turned back without raising her head.

"Would you like to experience my massage technique? Anyone who has tried it agrees!" Shen Xifeng asked tentatively.

Zhong Yi stared at the interview draft and asked without thinking, "Who has tried it?"

"Brother Cheng, and my mother!"

Zhong Yi gave him a sideways look, noncommittal.

After Shen Xifeng finished speaking, he threw the towel away, got on the bed and pinched Zhong Yi's shoulders, and started.

This kid's body is really thin, the shoulders and neck are almost bone-hard, his shoulder blades protrude slightly when he lowers his head, and the shape of the spine can be felt with a little effort.

"Too thin." Shen Xifeng shook his head dissatisfied: "You're still too picky about eating, look at your small body, you're so fragile, how can you go out and experience the wind and rain."

"I'm not a picky eater."

Zhong Yi answered casually, raising the interview draft a bit higher.

He turned his head and asked Shen Xifeng: "Can some questions be deleted? I don't really want to answer."

"It's up to you." Shen Xifeng pressed Zhong Yi's shoulder and neck with his thumb, smelled the shampoo scent from his hair at the tip of his nose, and trembled with nervousness.

"Well, delete all the paragraphs about my future university."

Zhong Yi crossed out several lines with a pen, and then showed it to Shen Xifeng: "I don't want these anymore, remember."

"En." Shen Xifeng agreed, then raised his head and glanced at the questions, and suddenly remembered something, "Hey, what major did you choose in the end?"

Zhong Yi paused, and said softly, "Why do you ask this?"

"Jing Mingchu was asking at night, and I just remembered that I haven't asked you yet." Shen Xifeng asked.

As he said that, Shen Xifeng changed his technique, using the root of his thumb to push along the spine line, but the strength was not well controlled, which caused Zhong Yi to let out a long hiss.

"Okay, don't do it." Zhong Yi grinned and avoided Shen Xifeng, "It hurts, your workmanship is too bad, bad review!"

"You little heartless!" Shen Xifeng hugged him, and lightly bumped his head with his head, "I'm trying to relax you. You've worked hard this week, and we'll go back after the interview tomorrow. Find a time to do a live broadcast on Saturday, and this matter is over. The final is after the college entrance examination anyway, and I can do the final sprint quietly."

Shen Xifeng's heart was beating violently, and he didn't know what he was talking about, and was interrupted by Zhong Yi in the middle of the conversation.

"Taking graduation photos on Saturday afternoon." Zhong Yi looked up from the interview script and looked at Shen Xifeng: "Are you coming?"

"Saturday?" Shen Xifeng thought for a while, "Okay, let's do a live broadcast at school, and introduce you and your classmates to the fans."

It was only then that Zhong Yi remembered that there was still a live broadcast, frowned, and let out a helpless 'hmm'.

Shen Xifeng's mind was very messed up at the moment, so the leader said something along the way: "This is the graduation photo shoot? Speaking of which, I haven't recognized all the people in that class. The fate of three years of classmates , it's over so quickly."

"If you don't shoot any more, I don't think there will be enough people in the future."

Zhong Yi raised his head and looked at the dim lights outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and said calmly: "There is still one month left, after the college entrance examination is over, everyone will... be separated from each other, and each will settle down."

Shen Xifeng was startled by that tone, he hurriedly frowned and taught: "What nonsense are you talking about? Can this be used here? Do bullies use idioms indiscriminately?"

Zhong Yi shook his head old-fashionedly, "Xueba is also a human being, he will make mistakes, and he will also be nervous. Look, I am not more nervous before going on stage than you were before the exam?"

Speaking of this, Shen Xifeng would still bite his fingers nervously when he recalled Zhong Yi.

Shen Xifeng couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips, "That's right, Xueba is really nervous, is it because he didn't prepare a dried flower bag?"

"?" Zhong Yi turned her head, her eyes full of doubts.

Shen Xifeng smiled lowly and said, "Have you forgotten the good things you did so quickly? Or is it that this trick is not suitable for Xueba?"

It was only then that Zhong Yi realized that during Shen Xifeng's exam, he had prepared a dried flower bag for someone to possess.

Zhong Yi couldn't help laughing too, he held up the interview manuscript to cover half of his face, only showing a pair of watery eyes: "I don't need to sleep with something that can smoke people to death, I am a firm materialist. Believe in the scientific outlook on development, Sao Nian!"

Bringing up the embarrassing incident again made Shen Xifeng's face change quickly.

Shen Xifeng narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth threateningly: "How dare you laugh at me!"

As he spoke, he suddenly stretched out his hands and attacked Zhong Yi's waist.Zhong Yi was caught straight, and couldn't help laughing, so he could only roll and dodge.

But the bed was only that big, and he and Shen Xifeng both had long feet and long hands, so no matter how they tried to escape, they could be easily caught by the other party.

Shen Xifeng made up his mind to deal with him, he scratched his ankles and scratched his soles, and scratched his arms, making Zhong Yi laugh so hard that he burst into tears.

In the end, the two rolled together, Shen Xifeng pressed his upper body on Zhong Yi, pinched his chin and asked, "Do you still dare to laugh at brother? Huh?"

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Junjie is the one who understands the current affairs, the kid Zhong Junjie was crushed on the bed, his cheeks were blushing from lack of oxygen from laughing, and he couldn't say a word of hard words.

Only then was Shen Xifeng satisfied. Just as he was about to stand up, he suddenly found that the child's lips were no more than a palm's width away from him. He could even feel the child's breath hitting his face, with a faint scent of jasmine, coming from They both use the same mouthwash.

Shen Xifeng seemed to be petrified in an instant, his body stiffened from top to bottom.

But at this moment, Zhong Yi was so oppressed by him, twisting her body to break free from the shackles, she hummed softly: "Get out of the way, you are hurting me!"

"No."

Shen Xifeng supported his body with one hand, and pressed Zhong Yi's restless shoulder with the other, forcing him to stop.

There was still a smile in Zhong Yi's eyes, but when he saw Shen Xifeng who was a little nervous, the smile gradually faded away.

The room was so quiet that the ticking of the clock on the wall could be heard. Both of them just took a shower, and the clean smell of the bath liquid was steamed by the body temperature, wrapping them in silk, like an invisible net.

The two went up and down, staring at each other intently, one nervous and the other even more nervous.

The bedside lamp was turned on, and there was plenty of light.

Looking at the light, Zhong Yi saw fine beads of sweat oozing from Shen Xifeng's forehead and the tip of his nose, and his hands pressing his shoulders began to tremble slightly.

He subconsciously wanted to bite his finger, but as soon as he moved, Shen Xifeng grabbed his right hand, and then, Shen Xifeng's face was slowly pressed down.

The moment his lips touched, Zhong Yi turned his face very quickly, so that the kiss only fell on the corner of his lips.

Shen Xifeng suddenly opened his eyes, and saw Zhong Yi's tightly closed pupils and slightly frowned brows. The place he touched just now has been tightened into a straight line, clearly revealing his rejection.

The heart that was roaring and about to burst out of his chest just a moment ago froze into ice at this moment, making Shen Xifeng almost breathless.

Zhong Yi felt that Shen Xifeng had let go of the restraint, he turned his head, turned over and sat up, and was about to get out of bed, but Shen Xifeng grabbed his right hand.

Zhong Yi didn't struggle anymore, and Shen Xifeng didn't move.

The wall clock walked unconsciously, ticking, ticking, neither fast nor slow, neither fast nor slow.

After the minute hand moved back and forth several more times, I heard a deep, negotiating voice: "What about after the college entrance examination?"

Shen Xifeng lowered his head, not daring to look at Zhong Yi. The only sensation in his body was the place where he was holding onto Zhong Yi's wrist - his middle finger knuckles just touched the other's wrist bone, and the pressure on the nerves was slightly numb.

Shen Xifeng didn't know where to go, but thought: "What about after we go to Beijing? At that time... can I, can I..."

"Let's talk about it after the college entrance examination." Zhong Yi said decisively, with a calm tone and no emotion, "It's getting late, go to bed early."

After saying this, Zhong Yi withdrew her numb right hand, got up and opened the closet, picked up the spare quilt and was about to go to the living room.

Shen Xifeng took the quilt, said "I'm going to sleep outside", and walked out of the bedroom without looking back.

Zhong Yi stared blankly at his leaving back, until the lights in the living room were turned off, and he didn't slump back to the bed until he could no longer hear the rustling from the sofa.

The towel that Shen Xifeng had wiped his head was just at hand, his habit of throwing things was mentioned several times by Zhong Yi, and he never knew how to change it.If Shen Xifeng was left alone in the room for less than 10 minutes, he could turn the room into a pig's nest.

Zhong Yi mechanically picked up the towel and started tidying it up.

After tidying up the bedroom, I went into the bathroom to arrange the bottles and jars, and cleaned up the water stains on the floor.

After doing all this, he returned to the bed, buried his head in his palms, and let out a long breath.

How did that happen?

It shouldn't be like this.

After accepting the interview the next day, the two of them flew back to Ningzhou at noon.

It took an hour and a half by plane and an hour by car, until the nanny car arrived at the gate of No. [-] Middle School, Shen Xifeng and Zhong Yi said the first sentence of the day.

"gone."

Zhong Yi nodded expressionlessly: "Take care of yourself."

Brother Cheng was frightened all the way by their double freezing magic attack, so much so that Zhong Yi walked away, and he didn't dare to drive.

Turning around, Brother Cheng looked at Shen Xifeng who was still asleep with his eyes closed, and suggested, "Should I send Xiaoyi to the dormitory?"

Shen Xifeng raised his eyelids, stared at Brother Cheng's plain face, and asked suddenly: "Brother Cheng, do you like people?"

Brother Cheng was suddenly a little nervous, here it comes, puberty must ask is really coming!

During these days, he had been anxiously waiting for Shen Xixi to ask questions, but he did not expect to pick such an opportunity!

The two children were clearly having a conflict. Brother Cheng didn't know the reason, but he didn't want to be cannon fodder, let alone change jobs, so he could only rack his brains to think of words.

"I liked it, it's pretty good."

pretty good……

Brother Cheng felt ashamed of himself for answering such words.

What a fart, haven't you seen anyone fighting coldly?

But Shen Xifeng's attention was not on the first question, he then asked: "How do you know if the person you like also likes you?"

Zhongyi likes you.

Brother Cheng pressed loudly in his heart, if he likes you, he can let you hug and hug like this every day?

If he doesn't like you, can he agree to be your guest in the competition?

If that's not liking, then the word 'like' needs to be defined differently.

Young and young, he just has no eyesight, so he can't see such obvious things clearly.

Ugh!

Brother Cheng finished slandering his little boss, but opened his mouth to say something else.

"You can feel it. The way the other party looks at you, what they do for you, and what they say, you can probably see something from these aspects." Brother Cheng said.

Shen Xifeng was silent for a moment, then raised his hand, "Let's go, go home."

His eyes are clear, his actions are righteous, and his speech is orderly.

Zhong Yi is naturally the best Zhong Yi in the world, but whether she likes Shen Xifeng or not is a bit of an open question.