Pampering

Xiang Yueming opened his eyes wide, suspecting that he had hallucinations.

She wanted to take a closer look, moved a small step forward, and the host's voice came from one side.

"Does our Yueming dance look good?!"

The audience screamed and yelled in unison: "Good-looking!!"

Xiang Yueming returned to his senses and smiled shyly: "Thank you."

She turned around, took her gaze from Cheng Zhan, and posted it to the judge teacher.

The judges looked at her and did not hesitate to praise her.

"Each of your dance has its own personal style, but it is not a fixed style. Today's dance makes people feel your different beauty, which is very good."

"The tension and emotional appeal are very strong. From the moment you take the stage, you are indulged in dancing and jumping to selflessness. I will give you this ticket."

"Although it's great, I think you can be even better." The last teacher commented and paused: "So I keep this vote for you to make progress."

...

After the four teachers' comments, Xiang Yueming got three votes and still advanced smoothly.

She curled her lips and smiled, and the amorous feelings between her eyebrows and eyes poured out: "Thank you."

-

After stepping down, Xiaoxi rushed towards her.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, i shall be fascinated by you

Xiang Yueming looked at her eyes: "Calm down and give me clothes."

"Ah, good." Xiaoxi quickly gave her the clothes, and couldn't help but mutter: "It's really beautiful. I just watched it offstage, and many people were stunned."

Xiang Yueming smiled: "Thank you, thank you."

Xiaoxi hugged her shoulders: "Why are you so polite?"

"No." Xiang Yueming said: "A habitual answer."

Xiaoxi: "..."

"Where is my phone?"

Xiaoxi handed her: "What's the matter?"

Xiang Yueming guessed that she might not have seen Cheng Zhan, and shook her head: "It's okay, I'll send a message."

"Oh."

Xiang Yueming bowed his head and walked to his lounge, sending messages to the man who was still in the audience.

Others can't bring mobile phones, but for those who came in the background, it is perfectly fine to bring a mobile phone camera.

Xiang Yueming: [Why are you here? 】

Cheng Zhan: [I'm free. 】

Xiang Yueming: [That's it? 】

Cheng Zhan: [Hmm. 】

Xiang Yueming choked.

She glanced at the phone, thinking about what else to say. Before I figured it out, Cheng Zhan's call came first.

"Hey."

Xiang Yueming opened the door of the lounge and went in. She also took off the Mai from her body. She clutched her mobile phone and hid in the changing room of the lounge.

Xiang Yueming muffled: "Aren't you on the scene? Why did you call me?"

Cheng Zhan said lightly: "It's coming out."

"Huh?" Xiang Yueming was startled: "Why?"

Cheng Zhan didn't rush, and said slowly, "I came to see you perform. After your performance is over, what am I doing on the scene?"

After speaking, he didn't forget to add: "Not so free."

"..."

Xiang Yueming choked, wanted to slap him, but was pleased by his words again.

Cheng Zhan rarely speaks sweet words, but sometimes a truth that he speaks in a serious manner can make Xiang Yueming happy.

What she likes seems to be Cheng Zhan's carelessness.

She found a small chair in the changing room to sit down and leaned against the wall to relax herself.

Xiang Yueming pressed the corners of her raised lips and muttered in a low voice, "Can't you just speak well?"

Cheng Zhan raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Xiang Yueming curled his lips: "It's okay, are you going back now?" She asked: "I want to go back later. Sister Yan Yan asked me to go to the bar to play."

Cheng Zhan Qingqi: "Can't I go?"

"...You can do it, you have such a good relationship with Teacher Chen." When saying this, Xiang Yueming completely ignored a problem.

Cheng Zhan appeared at the live dance recording scene. Why are Yan Qiuzhi and Chen Lunan not curious.

Cheng Zhan knew that she didn't want to go with herself.

He said "Yeah" and said lightly: "Give me the call now."

Xiang Yueming looked up at the ceiling and said softly, "Okay."

-

After the recording, the group left the scene.

When Xiang Yueming left, she ran into Yu Shanshan.

She was still wearing the red dress just now, the only difference was that she had a small shawl coat outside to block the exposed skin.

Xiang Yueming looked down at the phone and walked out side by side with Yu Shanshan.

Suddenly, Yu Shanshan stopped to look at her: "You go out first."

Xiang Yueming looked up at her, then turned to look at the door in front of him, somewhat speechless.

"It's not that two people can't get out."

Yu Shanshan: "Yeah. You go first."

Xiang Yueming: "..."

She looked at her suspiciously and raised her eyebrows: "What's wrong with you?"

Yu Shanshan took a step back and did not answer.

Xiang Yueming felt inexplicable, but didn't go into it.

She walked out the door, looked back, Yu Shanshan followed behind and kept a certain distance from her.

She pulled her lips and turned to look at Xiaoxi: "Am I scary?"

Xiaoxi shook her head: "No, it's very beautiful."

Xiang Yueming: "...I mean for Shanshan, am I scary?"

Xiaoxi was dumbfounded for a while, but also said at a loss: "I don't know."

She whispered: "She used to be arrogant to sister, but today this is too weird."

Xiang Yueming nodded.

She also felt that Yu Shanshan was very abnormal. Because of the relationship between Yu Shanshan and Song Fei, she has expressed her unkindness and dislike to Xiang Yueming since the first recording, let alone respect.

But the behavior just now happened to the predecessors in the circle.

Xiang Yueming thought for a while, but couldn't figure out why.

She remained silent for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "Does she have anything to do with Yan Yan and Teacher Chen?"

Xiaoxi said "Ah", "I haven't heard of it."

Xiang Yueming said "um" and didn't care: "Ask sister Yan Yan later."

"Could it be that she knows that you and Yan Yan are good friends, and feel that she can't afford to offend them?"

Xiang Yueming: "...maybe."

But she also felt that Yu Shanshan was not such a character who was afraid to offend people.

Xiang Yueming didn't think about it anymore, and returned a message to Yan Qiuzhi, and walked to the parking lot outside.

Yan Qiuzhi and Chen Lunan left before they were over and went to the bar. She arranged for someone to wait for her outside.

According to the license plate number she gave, Xiang Yueming saw a black luxury car not far away.

She walked over there and looked back at Xiaoxi: "You ask the driver to take you back first, I'll go to the bar."

Xiaoxi looked at her eagerly: "Don't you need me to follow?"

Xiang Yueming couldn't laugh or cry: "No need, no, I will be fine."

Inspector Xiaoxi's head is growing: "Who can Sister Yan Yan let you pick you up?"

"It may be her driver."

Xiaoxi nodded: "Then I will take a look at the driver's reliability. If he doesn't face him, I will leave."

Xiang Yueming: "Okay."

As they spoke, the two had already approached the car.

Xiang Yueming raised her hand and knocked on the car window. She bent down and said with a smile, "Hello, I am--"

After seeing the man in the driver's seat, he took them all back.

Xiaoxi looked at it and immediately said: "Good evening, President Cheng, my sister will leave it to you, I will go home first."

She shrieked, "Sister, have fun! Have a good rest tomorrow."

Seeing Xiaoxi running away in a hurry, Xiang Yueming was speechless for a long while.

She opened the door of the co-pilot and turned her head to look at the man in the black shirt next to her, "Why did you pick me up?"

Cheng Zhan raised his eyes: "Don't want me to pick it up?"

"...No." Xiang Yueming was speechless: "How did Sister Yan Yan move you?"

Cheng Zhan said "Um", lowered his eyes and said, "I happen to be not busy. Yan Qiuzhi let me be the driver."

Xiang Yueming raised an eyebrow: "Then you agreed?"

Cheng Zhan looked at her: "What do you think."

Facing his deep pupils, Xiang Yueming pursed his lower lip, muttering softly, "You are quite obedient."

Cheng Zhan did not explain.

The night is beautiful.

Xiang Yueming looked at the outside scenery and rolled down the car window to let the natural wind in, comfortable and at ease.

She glanced at the time and asked in a low voice, "How long will it take?"

"More than half an hour."

Xiang Yueming was so sleepy by the wind that he yawned and said, "Then I will sleep for a while, and you will call me later." "Yeah."

Cheng Zhan paused and asked in a low voice, "Go and lie down?"

Xiang Yueming glanced at him: "No, I just put the seat down."

"There is a jacket at the back."

"Ok."

Xiang Yueming said that he would sleep as soon as he slept, and he was not at all polite.

She half-opened the car window, half-lying on the chair, and pulled Cheng Zhan's suit covered in the car without feeling hot.

In order to practice dancing these days, Xiang Yueming basically didn't sleep much.

She closed her eyes, her breath was full of the fragrance on his clothes, making her subconsciously want to hug and feel warm.

Xiang Yueming smelled the familiar smell, and fell asleep unconsciously.

Cheng Zhan tilted his head to look at the person next to him, his brows softened a bit.

He turned off the music in the car, and the cabin was much quieter.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the bar, he heard the deafening singing from inside.

Cheng Zhan frowned looking at Xiang Yueming who was still asleep, and closed the car windows.

-

In the bar, Yan Qiuzhi glanced at the time and urged Chen Lunan to call Cheng Zhan.

She muttered, "It's been an hour, why haven't we arrived yet?"

Chen Lunan: "There may be a traffic jam."

Yan Qiuzhi rolled his eyes slightly: "What traffic is stuck in the middle of the night?"

She whispered: "Xiaoyue'er is so beautiful, shouldn't Cheng Zhan take her home. This is too animal|beast."

Chen Lunan choked and expressed admiration for his wife's brain.

He patted her head: "Don't be too obvious later, I'll call him."

Yan Qiuzhi lazily answered, "I know."

She lay on the table and said: "Cheng Zhan should actually introduce Xiaoyue'er to us decisively. I don't believe that introducing Xiaoyue'er will get angry with him."

Chen Lunan did not answer.

No one can intervene in emotional matters. Only the person concerned knows what is going on.

"Hey."

Cheng Zhan pushed the car door: "What's wrong?"

Chen Lunan: "...My wife now suspects that you ran away with her friend, why haven't you arrived yet?"

Cheng Zhan leaned against the car, with her legs folded, lazy: "She is asleep."

"..."

Chen Lunan: "At home or in the car?"

Cheng Zhan didn't want to answer this kind of question, he said coldly: "What do you think."

Chen Lunan chuckled lightly, "Okay, then we will have fun."

Cheng Zhan: "Yeah."

As soon as it was hung up, the door of the passenger seat was pushed open.

Cheng Zhan raised his eyes to look at her and asked in a low voice: "Awake?"

"Ok."

Xiang Yueming blinked, and slowly: "Why don't you call me."

Cheng Zhan put his hands in his pockets, and walked forward first: "Nothing is urgent."

Xiang Yueming: "..."

The two entered the bar one after the other. This place is not worried about being photographed. It is the bar of Cheng Zhan and other friends' friends. Both security and privacy are very strong.

After entering, Xiang Yueming was taken to the upstairs box by him.

When entering the door, Xiang Yueming turned to look at him: "You go in first."

Cheng Zhan: "How?"

Xiang Yueming pursed his lips and explained in a low voice: "We go in together, it looks too close."

"..."

Cheng Zhan stared at her: "Are you sure?"

Xiang Yueming nodded.

Cheng Zhan chuckled, opened the door and walked in.

Xiang Yueming looked at his back and touched the tip of his nose vainly.

Is she doing something wrong

Xiang Yueming lowered his eyes and stood for a while, then opened the door and entered.

As soon as she entered, Yan Qiuzhi enthusiastically pulled her to the side and sat down: "Hungry?"

Xiang Yueming nodded: "Somewhat."

"They can get whatever they want."

Xiang Yueming curled his lips and smiled, "What's your recommendation?"

"In the bar?" Yan Qiuzhi looked at her in surprise.

"Ok."

Yan Qiuzhi rolled his eyes and looked at Cheng Zhan: "Cheng, recommend the specialty food of the bar."

Cheng Zhan's face was not worried and sat next to Chen Lunan.

He raised his eyes and said lightly: "There is no special food."

Yan Qiuzhi: "..."

Xiang Yueming: "..."

As soon as the voice fell, a strange man's voice came outside.

Jiang Chen pushed the door open and yelled, "What is no special food? Cheng Zhan, do you look down on my bar?"

He stunned Cheng Zhan and turned to look at Xiang Yueming: "Hello, Jiang Chen."

"Mr. Jiang."

Xiang Yueming got up and shook hands with him.

Cheng Zhan glanced at the hands held by the two and sneered coldly.

Jiang Chen smiled unclearly, and was extremely enthusiastic towards Xiang Yueming: "What does Miss Xiang like to eat?"

Xiang Yueming was silent for a few seconds, and asked in a shallow voice, "In fact, it's all right."

"Barbecue or hot pot?"

"Huh?" Xiang Yueming was shocked: "Can you eat hot pot here?"

Jiang Chen waved his hand: "As long as Miss Xiang wants to eat, let alone hot pot, roast whole lamb can be obtained for you."

Xiang Yueming was flattered, and blinked lightly and said, "Then you can roast the whole lamb."

Jiang Chen choked.

He just exaggerated it casually.

Yan Qiuzhi looked at Jiang Chen's expression and chuckled: "Hurry up, Jiang Chen will bring roasted whole lamb."

Cheng Zhan made up the knife more slowly: "Mr. Jiang, can you deliver it in two hours?"

Jiang Chen: "..."

He looked at Xiang Yueming and couldn't help saying: "Miss Xiang is so beautiful, how can she be embarrassed like Yan Yan and others."

Yan Qiuzhi raised his eyebrows and hooked to Yueming's shoulders and said, "This is called gathering things together, understand?"

She pointed at the three men: "Just like you guys."

Chen Lunan and Jiang Chen cleared their relationship for the first time: "I don't have one, I am different from them."

Cheng Zhan: "Neither am I."

Jiang Chen said he was very injured.

Xiang Yueming looked at these bickering and teasing, with a trace of envy. She knew that Chen Lunan and Jiang Chen were friends that Cheng Zhan had known for a long time, but she had never had a dinner with Cheng Zhan before, and she didn't know the atmosphere between them was like this.

She looked at the relaxed look on Cheng Zhan's face, a little envious, but a touch of sourness.

Having been with Cheng Zhan for more than a year, she seems to have never really understood him.

Xiang Yueming knew that his own problem was very big.

But she herself has no relationship with Cheng Zhan, so how could she be able to contact his friends.

She thought, lowering her eyes silently and sipping her wine.

After a while, Cheng Zhan faintly suggested: "Fish."

"What fish?"

Cheng Zhan thought for a while, and said lightly: "It's steamed, you are free with the rest."

Jiang Chen nodded, "Does Miss Xiang have anything to avoid?"

"No." Xiang Yueming looked up at him: "I can."

"Row."

Jiang Chen went out and ordered people to get things over. When he came back, the waiter served them a lot of different colors of wine.

Xiang Yueming was very curious. She glanced a few times, then turned her head and muttered to Yan Qiuzhi, "Which is good?"

"How about drinking?" Yan Qiuzhi looked at her.

Xiang Yueming nodded: "So so, I don't want to pour a cup."

"That's fine." Yan Qiuzhi pointed out, "This is a lower degree, and this one is higher, but it tastes good."

With that, Yan Qiuzhi started pouring her wine.

Chen Lunan glanced, but did not stop.

-

The two chatted and drank, and the picture was warm and beautiful under the warm light in the box.

"What's the plan next?"

"I took a scene from the cruise."

Yan Qiu was taken aback, surprised: "Campus drama?"

"Yeah." Xiang Yueming looked at her: "Do you know that too?"

Yan Qiuzhi nodded, "Well, I heard about it before."

Xiang Yue was clear and didn't ask much.

In this circle, especially the identity of Yan Qiuzhi, knowing this is normal.

She sipped the wine in small sips, and when the supper was served, Xiang Yueming began to eat. She hasn't eaten well these days, nor is she worried about gaining weight.

While eating, Yan Qiuzhi suddenly said, "Cheng Zhan, let's change positions."

Cheng Zhan raised his eyes, and Xiang Yueming looked at her in surprise.

Yan Qiuzhi smiled: "I want to eat the food in front of you."

Cheng Zhan said "um" and got up and changed positions with her.

Xiang Yueming was stunned, and didn't feel anything wrong for a while.

Cheng Zhan sat next to her with a strong breath.

Xiang Yueming glanced at him with a peripheral light, and the man's face was heavy, not very happy. She thought about it, and scratched his thigh secretly under the table, attracting his attention.

Cheng Zhan looked at her coldly.

Xiang Yueming was also not frustrated, she knew why Cheng Zhan was upset. It's nothing more than just avoiding suspicion. She thought for a while, and she wrote on his leg with precision, writing out her requirements one by one.

Cheng Zhan didn't know if it felt it or not. In short, when Xiang Yueming's last word fell, he didn't respond.

Xiang Yueming tilted his head to look at him, his hands moved upwards, and he grabbed him before touching Cheng Zhan's side waist.

His palm was warm, forcibly pinching her fingers, the heat came from his side, making people feel warm.

Xiang Yueming blinked at him.

Cheng Zhan paused, clasped her fingers, and warned in a low voice: "Don't move."

"Pick me a fishbone."

Cheng Zhan: "...Are you not afraid of being seen?"

Xiang Yueming said "um" and glanced at the two people on the other side: "They won't notice us."

This is a fact, Chen Lunan and Yan Qiuzhi, this will be leaning together and lowering their heads to whisper, not paying attention to them at all.

Cheng Zhan looked at her eyes and then let go of her hand.

He took a clean bowl, lowered his eyes and picked out the delicious fish.

Xiang Yueming admired it for a long time before she moved her eyes reluctantly.

She raised her hand, subconsciously wanting to get the wine, a man whispered beside her: "Don't drink too much."

"No work tomorrow."

Cheng Zhan looked at her: "You will go crazy when you get drunk."

Xiang Yueming: "..."

She looked at him sideways, not quite convinced: "Are you sure?

"Yeah." Cheng Zhanman casually moved the bowl with the selected fish to her, and said lightly: "OK."

Xiang Yueming couldn't figure out whether he was telling the truth or lies.

She had never gotten drunk in front of other people, only she went to talk about cooperation last time, and she vomited. She was at home alone that night, and no one knew whether she was drunk or not. The only memory Xiang Yueming has of herself is that she vomited most of the night.

She thought, in that case, even if she wanted to go drunk, it would be impossible.

Thinking of this, she withdrew her hand.

A smile flashed in Cheng Zhan's eyes, his Adam's apple rolled lightly, and he said solemnly, "Eat at ease."

"Oh."

Having said that, after eating, Xiang Yueming and Yan Qiuzhi went to the lively hall on the first floor to have fun. In the end, I still couldn't help drinking a few more glasses.

When Cheng Zhan took the person out of the bar, Xiang Yueming was holding him on his waist and muttering: "Brother, you smell so good."

She rubbed him sticky, reluctant to move forward.

Cheng Zhan's body stiffened, feeling the softness she attached to.

His Adam's apple rolled and grinded his teeth: "Xiang Yueming!"

"Ok?"

Xiang Yueming opened a pair of wet eyes to look at him, blinking big eyes: "What's the matter."

Cheng Zhan took a deep breath, pulled her coat up, and covered her head: "Be safe, don't move."

Xiang Yueming blinked: "I don't."

She rebelled: "I'm going to move."

While talking, she had to raise her head and kiss her pro Cheng Zhan's chin, and then she stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked the corner of his lips. She smiled and said, "It's so soft."

"..."

Cheng Zhan closed his eyes and pressed his body to react.

"Don't regret it."

Xiang Yueming looked at him blankly, not knowing what he was talking about.

She leaned in Cheng Zhan's arms and mumbled softly, "So comfortable."

Cheng Zhan: "..."

He squeezed her cheek vigorously, gritted his teeth and said, "Be sober."

Xiang Yueming: "Cheng Zhan."

Cheng Zhan didn't say anything, and directly picked up her princess and walked to the parking place.

Xiang Yueming smelled the comfortable smell on his body, and said softly, "Have you liked me?"

Not far away, the car honked the whistle to cover Xiang Yueming's voice.

Cheng Zhan didn't hear clearly, he glanced at the drunk in his arms, his tone was calm: "Say what?"

Xiang Yueming hooked his neck, rubbed his head and rubbed his neck, eyelashes trembled: "Will you like people?"

Cheng Zhan paused: "What do you think."

"No." Xiang Yueming felt that her head was getting dizzy, and there were many buildings and people in front of her, turning around in front of her.

She closed her eyes and said softly, "If I could, why would I not feel it."

The last few words, hidden in the lips and teeth, turned into silent babble, which made people hear them not so real.

Cheng Zhan hugged her into the car.

The driver looked back and said, "Cheng, are you going back?"

Cheng Zhan let out a "um" and said lightly: "Drive slowly."

"it is good."

Cheng Zhan retracted his gaze, looked at the person lying in his arms, and raised his hand to wipe the lipstick on her lips.

He did not shy away from the driver, bowed his head and kissed the corner of her lips, in a tone of indifference and helplessness.

"Little heartless."

Xiang Yueming was half asleep and half drunk. After hearing his voice, she rubbed his arms and muttered, "What?"

Cheng Zhan kissed her ear and dropped a word.

"meeting."