Flirting with each other! Top stars whispered to each other in a love variety show

Chapter 49: Territory Invasion
The foreign girl was surprised, then her eyes understood.

"I wish you success."

Wen Xun nodded slightly, "Thank you."

After the foreign couple walked away, he walked behind Leung Chung-yee and leaned over.

"What are you standing here for?"

Liang Songyi turned around suddenly and glanced at the backs of the foreign couple in the distance, "Are they gone?"

"Well, let's go."

She raised her hand and hooked the hair by her ear, her eyes flashing.

"What did they say to you just now?"

She was standing at a distance and couldn't hear clearly. But she saw the foreign couple chatting happily with Wen Xun and even glanced at her.

"She felt that her photos were not very good and wanted to take a few more photos of you, but you ran away."

There was a hint of smile in his tone, and his voice rose.

The corners of the eyes and eyebrows form warm arcs in the sunlight.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Liang Songyi's eyes, and her eyes, hidden by her drooping eyelashes, rolled around.

"I just feel a little hot, come here in the shade to hide from the sun for a while."

Wen Xun's eyes lingered on her.

Deceiving.

She wasn't hiding from the sun; she was clearly hiding from him.

Even without looking up, Liang Songyi could feel the burning gaze focused on her, which made her palms feel greasy and her nails dig into the soft flesh.

"Is the photo not good? Let me take a look."

She mustered up the courage to look up at him, trying her best to appear calm, and reached out to ask for his cell phone.

Wen Xun reached into his pocket, took out his cell phone and put it in her hand.

The body of the machine is made of metal and is still quite warm.

was his question.

It was warm to the touch, yet it seemed to burn her fingertips.

Liang Songyi lowered her eyes and looked at the phone in his hand.

Knuckles curled.

Realized something was wrong.

It doesn’t seem right to look through other people’s phones.

When your fingertips touch the screen, the sensor automatically lights up, showing the phone's built-in magazine lock screen.

On the screen with face recognition function, the words 'Recognition not successful, click here to try again' appear.

"Please send me the photo,"

Liang Songyi handed the phone back to him.

"The screen is locked. I can do it on my own phone."

Wen Xun didn't answer. Instead, he raised his hand and touched her hand holding the phone, pressing the screen with the tip of his thumb.

A soft sound.

The screen is unlocked.

"Look."

He dropped his hands and put them in his trouser pockets.

His hands gradually clenched into fists, and his fingertips rubbed, as if he was feeling the touch just now.

Liang Songyi saw his screensaver directly.

A large group photo of many people, seems to be at a party.

There were golden sequins floating all over the sky, the suits were gorgeous, and the lights were dazzling.

The photos were very high-resolution, and she recognized many of the artists in the circle.

But I really couldn't tell which party this was.

Why does Wen Xun use photos of evening parties in the circle as his screensaver?

Is there anyone at this party that he knows... or cares about?

Liang Songyi didn't dare to look at it carefully anymore, so she found the photo album on her phone and opened it.

The most recent one is the group photo just taken, and the others seem to be papers with words written on them. You can’t see them clearly unless you click to enlarge them.

She didn't stay for long and clicked on the photo directly.

They stood in the sunshine.

Shoulder to shoulder, she stood half a body forward and he was behind her.

His face was always cold and indifferent, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips.

Not the kind that's superficial.

Even the eyes are visible.

Those beautiful eyes looked towards the camera, as if they were filled with the gentle moonlight, their brilliance flowing. Their eyebrows and eyes were relaxed, like a warm spring breeze, carrying moist water vapor.

As a host, Leung Chung-yee is good at observing people's expressions.

Even though she had rarely seen Wen Xun with any expression other than coldness, she could tell that he was happy in the photo.

Not the polite smile that's superficial and actually alienating, but one that comes from the heart.

She glanced at herself beside her.

The reserved and uneasy look on his face was clear.

Compared to his relaxation, she looked more like a passerby who was suddenly caught to take a photo.

Liang Songyi was secretly annoyed. This was her first photo with him.

She is so ugly.

"Is it okay?"

Wen Xun asked.

"If you don't like it, you can delete it and shoot it again."

Liang Songyi's pupils suddenly shrank. "It's fine," she said quickly. "It's not too bad. You can Photoshop it."

The first group photo, no matter how ugly it is, cannot be deleted.

She wanted to keep it.

"Can you send it to me? Use WeChat."

"Of course, just take it and send it out. I'll go buy a bottle of water."

Without waiting for Liang Songyi to answer, Wen Xun walked towards the small shop with a sign hanging not far ahead.

"Eh……"

She wanted to call him, but it was too late.

The cell phone in her hand seemed to have become a hot potato, making her a little overwhelmed.

What he meant was for her to send the photos directly using his WeChat.

But... this is not the phone issued by the program team, it seems to be his real phone, there should be a lot of private information in it.

Just let her post it like this, okay?
Liang Songyi was a little hesitant for a moment.

On the day of their first meeting before the recording of the show, all the guests, hosts and observers added each other on WeChat.

She and he, of course.

However, his WeChat has been quietly lying in her contact list.

She hadn't messaged him.

Neither did he.

Liang Songyi stared at the main interface of her phone, where the WeChat icon was.

Just tap it and it will open.

She looked up at Wen Xun who was buying water not far away, then looked at her cell phone.

The screen gradually dims because it has not been clicked for a long time.

The screen is about to turn off automatically.

She calmed herself down.

Never mind, he was the one who asked her to send it.

She didn't look at anything else, just found her WeChat and sent the photo.

Thinking of this, Liang Songyi clicked on the WeChat icon before turning off the screen.

She didn't focus on the contacts and latest chat records that appeared, and wanted to search for her name directly in the upper right corner.

As a result, his gaze suddenly stopped.

There is no need to look for it.

The familiar avatar is at the top of his WeChat page.

This is her work account, and the profile picture is a selfie of her posing when she received the award for Best Host of the Year one year.

It shouldn't be such a coincidence that a second person would use this avatar.

Her WeChat was pinned.

However, also pinned to the top is the group chat they use to communicate about the recording work of their show.

So, he probably pinned her WeChat account because of this show.

But why did he pin her alone?

Probably because she was his partner.

But they have mobile phones issued by the program team, and they can communicate using that number, so there is no need to pin work partners on the top of their personal phones.

I guess, apart from posting to each other on WeChat Moments, they rarely look at the phones given by the program crew.

Liang Songyi seemed to be struggling in her mind.

Whenever a question arises, she can find her own reasons to refute Wen Xun's reasons for putting her on top.

Finally, she seemed to have convinced herself.

I quickly sent the photo to my own number and locked the screen.

I was afraid that if I continued reading, I would have countless unanswered questions.

"Is it ready?"

Wen Xun came back carrying a plastic bag.

Liang Songyi quickly returned the phone to him, "Okay, it's sent."

She seemed to be afraid that he might misunderstand her, so she explained.

"I closed it after I posted the photo, and didn't look at it."

Wen Xun's eyes curved, "Look, it's okay."

"W-what?"

She raised her eyebrows, feeling surprised and a little confused.

The hair blown by the wind is frizzy and looks like a small animal with its fur blown off.

One look at it makes my heart melt.

(End of this chapter)