Pampering

"Doting on a pet"

2020.06.01/Time Star Grass

In Mingcheng at the end of spring, the rain kept dropping like a broken pearl.

Visibility on the road is as low as less than 100 meters, and the neon street lights can't remove the rain and fog in the night.

Xiang Yueming had just finished recording the show, and as soon as she stepped out of the door, there was still a chilly wind.

Her hair was messed up, and she staggered back.

"Sister, are you okay?"

Assistant Xiaoxi gave her a hand behind her and put her hand on her back waist.

Xiang Yueming answered, her face a little pale: "Fortunately, go to the parking lot."

Xiaoxi nodded: "Sister, take me, it's too windy."

Xiang Yueming is very thin, 1.7 meters tall and weighs just ninety-five.

This is okay. Recently, I lost a few kilos due to the continuous rotation of work.

Xiaoxi is a little worried about how to deal with her after going back.

Thinking, she secretly glanced at the person next to her through the night.

Xiang Yueming was thin and thin, but she was in a very good figure, and the flesh had grown where it should be.

The lordosis is raised, the legs are long and the waist is thin, and the shoulder and neck lines are smoother and more beautiful. Because of the dance practice since childhood, the temperament is even more cool, like a blooming magnolia flower, white and elegant, but graceful and colorful.

Perceiving her gaze, she raised her eyebrows slightly to Yueming: "What's the matter?"

Xiaoxi shook her head and whispered: "Sister is really getting more and more beautiful."

Xiang Yueming bent her mouth silently: "Why is our Xiaoxi mouth getting sweeter and sweeter."

She has a soft voice and a beautiful voice.

Xiaoxi: "What I'm talking about is the truth. The fans on the scene today are complimenting you."

She is not exaggerating at all. She has been with Xiang Yueming for more than a year, which can be said to have watched her grow up.

It’s a big span from having only a good-looking face without dressing up, and now that everyone can’t make mistakes.

Xiang Yueming smiled and dropped her peachy eyes: "Then I will go and see how everyone praises me later."

Xiaoxi laughed: "There are a lot of pictures he shoots are also very beautiful."

"it is good."

The two said and arrived at the parking lot.

They had to rush back to Beicheng for their evening flight.

Xiang Yueming is here today to record a movie promotion. This variety show is famous and popular.

Originally, she could not come as a female third, but the agent thought it was an opportunity for exposure and asked her for a place.

Sitting in the car, Xiang Yueming couldn't hold it anymore. She was fighting with eyelids.

"Xiaoxi, I will sleep."

"it is good."

-

This sleep, slept directly to the airport.

When she got off the bus, Xiang Yueming was sleepy, and she looked down.

The phone in her bag rang, and she sucked her nose to connect.

"Hey."

The person over there was silent for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with the voice?"

Xiang Yueming was stunned for a while, and came to his senses: "No."

She cleared her throat: "Just woke up."

Cheng Zhan frowned and looked down at the time: "Just arrived at the airport?"

"Yeah." Xiang Yueming raised his head and glanced at the dark sky: "The plane should be late, have you gone back?"

Cheng Zhan: "Yeah."

Xiang Yueming raised his eyebrows and joked: "That's really unfortunate. I don't know how long this plane will be delayed. I shouldn't be able to serve Mr. Cheng tonight."

"..."

There was silence for two seconds: "Hang up."

Xiang Yueming looked at the hung up phone and hummed softly.

Xiaoxi listened to the conversation between the two and touched her nose.

"Sister, let's go in."

Xiang Yueming nodded.

But Xiang Yueming didn't expect to meet acquaintances at the airport in the middle of the night.

It's the actor who is recording the show tonight, Song Yu. The male number one of the movie has a three-minute emotional scene with Xiang Yueming in the movie. But the two are not familiar.

The two looked at each other, and Song Yu smiled at her: "Are you also on this flight?"

Xiang Yueming nodded lightly, and sat down in a position away from him.

Song Yu glanced, raised his eyebrows, and smiled at the corners of his mouth.

"Why not go play with them?"

He was referring to the fact that after the recording of the show, the host and the artist made an appointment to eat and play together.

Xiang Yueming said lightly: "There is still work tomorrow."

Song Yu smiled sharply, nodded and said, "That's quite a coincidence."

Xiang Yueming: "..."

She doesn't need this coincidence.

She looked around and saw no special person.

There are not many people at the airport because of heavy rain and night. Xiang Yueming breathed a sigh of relief for fear of being photographed.

Although she and Song Yuzhi were separated from each other, the two of them were communicating with each other normally without any ambiguous movements.

But in the eyes of those with a heart, you can read pictures and make up stories.

Xiang Yueming himself does not care about these scandals, but some people will care. If she gets filmed on a hot search tonight, she will have to wait for a "golden master" who has just been rejected when she arrives home late.

Thinking about it, Xiang Yueming poked his phone open and sent a message to Cheng Zhan.

Xiang Yueming: [At least two hours, heavy rain in Mingcheng. 】

Cheng Zhan: [Hmm. 】

Xiang Yueming: [I am a little sleepy. 】

Cheng Zhan: [Stay at the airport hotel for one night. 】

Xiang Yueming: 【Poor, Mr. Cheng will be reimbursed. 】

Cheng Zhan didn't reply to her again.

Xiang Yueming looked at the phone interface and lightly hooked the corner of her lower lip. She was so bored, she simply clicked on Weibo to read gossip.

Looking at this gossip, she also saw her own.

It was a melon released by a marketing account, probably because she had set an endorsement before, and another female celebrity joined in, and it is not sure who will get it.

Xiang Yueming stared at it for a moment, and soon cut it away.

Suddenly the phone vibrated again, and she glanced at the caller ID, which was from Mingcheng.

"Hello, hello."

"Hello, is this Miss Xiang Yueming."

Xiang Yueming had a meal: "Yes."

"I'm the staff member of Four Seasons Hotel. Where are you now? Mr. Cheng asked me to pick you up."

Xiang Yueming was silent for a moment, and said softly, "No, thank you."

After hanging up the phone, she sent Cheng Zhan a kiss emoji and turned the phone to silent.

After the plane was delayed for two hours, the wind and rain gradually stopped and finally it was able to take off.

But Xiang Yueming didn't expect that she and Song Yu are so fate, even the location is next door.

After getting on the plane, she asked Yueming for a blanket from the stewardess. When the stewardess handed it over, Song Yu reached out and took it.

Xiang Yueming had a meal and smiled, "Thank you, Teacher Song."

Song Yu handed it to her with a gentle voice: "You are welcome."

He tilted his head and glanced at Xiang Yueming: "Let's rest."

"Yeah." She put on the blindfold and didn't talk to him any more.

-

North City is also rainy.

After getting off the plane, Xiang Yueming followed Xiaoxi. She is not yet at the level of having a bodyguard, and usually travels with a small assistant.

Song Yu looked at her and asked in a low voice, "Is there a driver here to pick it up?"

Before Xiang Yueming nodded, Xiaoxi spoke first.

"Yes, thank you Teacher Song."

Song Yu knew it, and didn't ask more. He smiled: "See you next time."

Smile to Yueming.

Taking the luggage, Xiang Yueming and Xiaoxi walked out.

"Did you call Sister Xia?" Xiang Yueming looked at her in surprise. Sister Xia is Xiang Yueming's assistant.

Xiaoxi shook her head and pulled her out.

Xiang Yueming's doubts were answered in a few minutes. She glanced at Bentley not far away and asked in a low voice: "Did you call him?"

"No."

Xiaoxi said: "I saw the message sent by Mr. Cheng's driver right after I got off the plane."

Xiang Yue is clear.

The two walked over, and the driver got out of the car to help put the luggage on the car.

Xiang Yueming pulled the car door and sat on it.

As soon as she raised her eyes, she met a clear, angular face.

There is a pair of gold glasses on the bridge of his nose, and the light outside falls on the lens, and there is a shadowy reflection of light.

When I turned my head and looked over, the pupils behind the lens were pitch black and bright, and felt full of pressure.

Xiang Yueming looked at it for a while, before opening his eyes first.

As soon as she came in, there was something else in the car.

Cheng Zhan only glanced at her lightly, without speaking.

The driver looked back at the two of them: "Cheng, are you going back to Mingyuan?"

"Ok."

-

The car was speeding in the dark, and the lights on both sides of the road formed a row, adding a little light to the sleeping city.

Xiang Yueming started sitting honestly, but after sitting for a while, she became a little restless.

She moved aside.

The person next to him didn't react, and he didn't even lift his eyelids.

Xiang Yueming's eyeballs turned, and the corners of her lips were pulled upwards. Just about to provoke the man, Xiao Xi's exclamation sounded in front of him.

"Fuck!"

Xiang Yueming subconsciously answered, "What's the matter?"

Cheng Zhan also raised his eyes and looked towards Xiaoxi.

Looking at the two of them, Xiaoxi shook her head counselingly: "It's okay, it's just a news."

She avoided Cheng Zhan's eyes and gave Xiang Yueming a look.

Xiang Yueming was taken aback and sat back in his place.

She took out her phone and opened it, and Xiaoxi's news caught on.

Xiaoxi: [Sister! ! You and Song Yu were photographed at the airport! ! Below this blogger, many people are talking about you! ! 】

Xiang Yueming: 【……】

She clicked on the link sent by Xiaoxi, and at one point, she saw the photo of her and Song Yu on the plane with the blanket he gave him, and she looked very intimate. And when she fell asleep later, Song Yu tilted her head to look at her picture.

Judging from the photo, the look in his eyes... is quite affectionate.

Xiang Yueming looked down. In the comment area, some scolded himself and others said they were good matches.

The popularity of this topic has risen sharply, which means it is going to be airborne.

Xiang Yueming's eyelids jumped, she stretched out her hand and pressed it, then turned to look at Cheng Zhan.

Cheng Zhan didn't look at the phone, which was okay.

Xiang Yueming replied a message to Xiaoxi, and then blatantly leaned against Cheng Zhan.

As soon as she approached, she smelled the ebony agarwood on the man. Not strong or strong, she likes it.

She reached out and poked Cheng Zhan's arm.

The man turned his head and glanced at her.

To his eyes, Xiang Yueming smiled crookedly: "Why do you have time to pick me up today?"

Cheng Zhan stared at her for a while: "Isn't it poor?"

"?"

"I'm afraid you have no money to take a taxi."

Xiang Yueming: "..."

She choked and asked silently, "That's it?"

Cheng Zhan didn't speak up, but the expression in his eyes was obvious.

——Otherwise, what else can there be.

Xiang Yueming didn't think much about it, and lightly pulled her lower lip: "Oh."

She leaned on Cheng Zhan's shoulder: "Then Cheng always was quite considerate."

Cheng Zhan turned his eyes to her white neck. She has a beautiful neck and delicate collarbone, and further down, is a curve wrapped in a white sweater.

His Adam's apple rolled and his voice was clear: "I'm not considerate, you don't know?"

"..."

Xiang Yueming didn't want to talk to him anymore.

She just wanted to converge when she saw Cheng Zhan reach out for the mobile phone in front of her.

In an instant, her temples suddenly jumped, and before Cheng Zhan got it, she took it in her hand.

Cheng Zhan raised his eyes to look at her.

Looking at him, Xiang Yueming calmly said: "Can you check the post?"

Before Cheng Zhan uttered her refusal, she leaned against the man's ear and blew a sigh: "Brother. I haven't seen it for half a month. I can always check for laid-off."

Cheng Zhan's eyes sank, and he withdrew his gaze from her.

Xiang Yueming has always known how to handle Cheng Zhan, and he also knows how to speak coquettishly and he will compromise.

She pursed her lips and looked at her phone pretendingly.

Smoothly, I also uninstalled Cheng Zhan's Weibo. One night will be fine, anyway, tomorrow she will fly to work elsewhere.

After finishing, she returned it to Cheng Zhan without any guilty conscience.

Cheng Zhan looked at her: "Have you checked?"

Xiang Yueming nodded.

Cheng Zhan pulled his lower lip and snorted: "It's pretty fast."

"..."

Xiang Yueming: "Oh?"

She hooked Cheng Zhan with her leg, and said softly: "Brother is upset."

Cheng Zhan looked at her warningly.

Xiang Yueming wasn't afraid of him at all, and looked at him with a light smile, peach-blossom eyes.

"Why, I said something wrong?" She paused and posted on him: "Don't you like me to say that?"

Cheng Zhan sneered. In a place invisible to the two in front of him, he wrapped his hand behind her and squeezed the thin waist that she was holding, "Xiang Yueming."

Xiang Yueming stiffened and leaned softly in his arms. She is ticklish, and Cheng Zhan knew from the beginning that her waist was sensitive.

His fingers were spinning there, obviously in revenge.

"do not."

Xiang Yueming pressed his hand to beg for mercy: "Cheng Zhan, I am tired."

"..."

-

Before long, the car stopped at Mingyuan.

Mingyuan is where Cheng Zhan and Xiang Yueming live, a villa surrounded by mountains and rivers.

The surrounding environment is good and the air is fresh. The building is in Chinese style with a bit of antique flavor.

Xiang Yueming likes it very much.

As soon as he entered the house, Xiang Yueming ran upstairs like an escape.

"I'm sleepy, go take a bath and sleep."

Cheng Zhan looked at her thin back and silently curled her lower lip.

He reached out and loosened his shirt button.

The bathroom was full of air.

Xiang Yueming will enjoy it. Although she is tired, she also wants to take a bath.

Just after removing her makeup and putting in water, she took off her clothes and walked in.

Within ten minutes, the bathroom door was pushed open.

Cheng Zhan was standing there wearing black trousers and a white shirt, looking down at her side.

Her white body curve was blocked by the foam, looming.

Seeing him appear, there was no surprise in his pupils.

Cheng Zhan looked at her unabashedly, and his eyes without glasses were dark and bright, looking at her naked|nakedly.

Xiang Yueming paused and raised his hand: "Cheng Zhan."

Cheng Zhan didn't move.

She got up, before she even had time to clean the foam, she walked towards him with her legs open.

Cheng Zhan's body was full of the foam she brought over, and the shower above her head was turned on at some unknown time, and the warm water was walking around them.

The man's clothes were all wet, drawing out his thin waist, smooth and powerful muscle lines.

The mist lost his eyes.

While sinking, she heard Cheng Zhan's ears and asked: "What bad things have been done."

Xiang Yueming was tossed by him and his breath was unstable: "...Where is it."

Cheng Zhan chuckled lightly and hooked her legs: "Really."

"Yeah." Her voice was smashed, intermittently: "I just miss you..."

She hooked his neck and offered a kiss on her own initiative, like a falling fairy, which made her irritable and wanted to make her cry.