Pampering

The moon is bright and the stars are rare.

When Cheng Zhan hugged Xiang Yueming and got out of the car, he was still asleep.

But she was asleep, and she was not very peaceful.

He kept leaning against him, rubbing and rubbing, just like sleeping.

If it wasn't for the conditions, Cheng Zhan thought, she might still pester herself like an octopus.

"Xiang Yueming."

Cheng Zhan gritted his teeth and shouted.

Xiang Yueming uttered a dazed "Um", hooked his neck tightly, and mumbled softly, "Sleepy."

Cheng Zhan endured and decided not to care about drunks.

"Get home soon."

Xiang Yueming had no response again.

After entering the house, Xiang Yueming yelled of thirsty, Cheng Zhan had to put her on the sofa and pour her water.

He had just poured the water, and before he could go out, there was an exclamation of pain.

"what--"

Cheng Zhan speeded up his pace and walked to the living room, and he saw the person falling from the sofa onto the carpet.

Xiang Yueming seemed to be a little awake, rubbing his forehead and looking at him with tears and eyes.

"It hurts." She muttered softly and opened her hand to him: "I want to hug."

"..."

Cheng Zhan's eyes darkened, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down: "Why are you so stupid."

Xiang Yueming understood what he was saying, and looked at him aggrievedly, as if to say-I fell and you still scolded me.

At this moment, she is completely a child.

Cheng Zhan has never resisted this kind of her.

When acting as a baby, he can still ignore it. Because he knew it was fake, but he couldn't do it for her now.

This is true, complete and complete.

He sighed, put the cup on one side, bent over and picked her up: "Why did you fall?"

Xiang Yueming hugged him, closed his eyes and said, "I'm looking for you."

Cheng Zhan was startled and touched her head: "Drink water?"

Xiang Yueming glanced at him and nodded obediently: "Okay."

Cheng Zhan didn't let her drink it by herself, and fed it to her mouth.

Xiang Yueming opened his mouth and sipped it.

After drinking half a cup, she tilted her head.

Cheng Zhan smiled and squeezed her cheek: "Don't drink anymore?"

"Ok."

Cheng Zhan didn't force it. He looked down at her and asked in a low voice, "Can you go upstairs by yourself?"

Xiang Yueming looked up at him without speaking.

Cheng Zhan chuckled lightly, and hugged her up.

After returning to the room, he whispered to Yueming: "I want to take a bath."

She was a little awake, but she hadn't fully woken up yet.

Cheng Zhan said "um", and Xin stepped into the bathroom.

Putting the person in the bathtub, he got up to get his pajamas. After delaying for a while before going in, Xiang Yueming still maintained the original posture.

Cheng Zhan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why don't you wash it?"

Xiang Yueming turned to look at him, tugged at his clothes, and muttered, "Uncomfortable."

Cheng Zhan had a headache.

He walked towards her and rubbed her hair fiercely: "I will wash you?"

"……Ok."

Cheng Zhan did not refuse.

He undressed Xiang Yueming and filled the bathtub with water.

Just about to bathe her, Xiang Yueming suddenly took Cheng Zhan's finger and pointed, "I want to wash my hair."

Cheng Zhan paused, he glanced at her fluffy hair, but did not answer.

Xiang Yueming looked at him with wet eyes, and said coquettishly: "Sticky."

She put on makeup tonight, and the makeup teacher put a lot of things on her hair.

It's really uncomfortable to be sticky.

She did not lie.

Cheng Zhan didn't move.

Xiang Yueming blinked and looked at him, yelling softly, "Brother, I want to wash my hair."

"..."

Cheng Zhan couldn't bear it, pinched her cheeks with both hands, gritted her teeth and said, "I'm sober and settle accounts with you."

Cheng Zhan didn't wash Xiang Yueming's hair. He was skilled in taking a bath, but he was really good at hair.

After a little tugging, Xiang Yueming accused him with wet eyes, telling him the pain.

After some toss, Cheng Zhan felt that washing her hair was more tiring than washing her ten baths.

After washing, he had to blow her hair.

Xiang Yueming would be honest, and let him toss with rules.

After blowing, Cheng Zhan looked down at her: "Are you awake?"

Xiang Yueming blinked and mumbled softly: "Sleepy."

Cheng Zhan: "..."

He took the people to bed, opened the quilt to Yueming obediently, and lay down.

Cheng Zhan was angry with her.

He whispered softly, and said helplessly: "Go to sleep."

Xiang Yueming ignored him.

When Cheng Zhan finished taking a bath and lay down, the person sleeping on one side subconsciously got in.

He paused, but still took the person into his arms.

-

Outside the window, the night was dark, and the moon did not know when it broke out of the clouds, shining on the road.

Moonlight penetrated through the curtains, not dazzling.

Xiang Yueming didn't sleep well.

She had hundreds of dreams and almost exhausted her to death.

She dreamed that Cheng Zhan bathed her and washed her hair, and she saw the helpless look on Cheng Zhan's face. That kind of look is rare, she is a little greedy.

But as soon as the picture turned, she saw Cheng Zhan standing with other women, being praised by people as the golden girl and the girl.

Before Xiang Yueming had time to see the woman's appearance, Cheng Zhan looked at her with a very disgusting look and told her-don't think about what you shouldn't.

Before Xiang Yueming had time to explain, she was frightened awake.

She opened her eyes abruptly, and what caught her eyes was a familiar lamp, a familiar room.

Xiang Yueming closed her eyes and saw the sleeping man on her side.

She got up slowly and went into the bathroom.

Xiang Yueming tilted her head and looked at the mirror on the sink.

The slapped face was reflected, she stared for a while, washed her face with water, and then became a little awake.

Cheng Zhan removed her makeup, but forgot to apply skin care products.

Xiang Yueming stayed in the bathroom for twenty minutes, and Cheng Zhan was still sleeping when she went out.

She took the phone on the bedside table and glanced at it. It was not five o'clock.

Xiang Yueming pondered for a moment, then took the phone to the second bedroom.

She can't sleep.

...

Xiang Yueming can't fall asleep every time, she has a special habit and loves to look through her mobile phone to recall the past.

After flipping for a long time, she found that she and Cheng Zhan had very few memories.

It may be that he knew from the beginning that the relationship between the two was not equal, so Xiang Yueming never kept information about him.

The only ones are fried noodles made by Cheng Zhan.

Xiang Yueming was particularly surprised for the first time and took several photos.

After that, there is no more.

She looked around, and there was no photo of the two of them.

Xiang Yueming sat on the bed with her knees hugged, and suddenly remembered what happened when the two were together.

By mistake, she ran into Cheng Zhan's arms, asked him for help, and was taken to the hotel by him.

When entering, Cheng Zhan told her that there was still a chance to regret.

Xiang Yueming was filled with a lot of alcohol at the time, but his mind was still sober.

She opened her eyes and looked at the man in front of her, and proactively kissed him on the chin and told him.

-She does not regret it.

The two spent a ridiculous night.

When he woke up, Cheng Zhan was no longer in the room. Xiang Yueming thought it would just pass.

That day, she went back to school.

In the evening, Cheng Zhan called her.

Xiang Yueming is not surprised that he has his own mobile phone number. It is easy for this kind of man to want a number.

The two met.

If Xiang Yueming prepared a belly, he wanted to say that he didn't mind, she took advantage of him.

If it weren't for Cheng Zhan, she might have been taken away by others. She slept with Cheng Zhan, and she made a profit in comparison.

At least not to lose.

Before she could speak her words, Cheng Zhan suddenly asked her if she had any interest in the company.

Before Xiang Yueming could react, Cheng Zhan asked her: "What do you think of Chen Xing."

Xiang Yueming was slightly startled.

Cheng Zhan's tone was calm, and asked her slowly: "Do you want to sign Chenxing?"

She hadn't answered yet, Cheng Zhan gave her an analysis of the pros and cons.

She wants to enter the circle, a newcomer with no background, no one supports things like last night, will often encounter.

She is beautiful, and many people care about her.

At that time, Cheng Zhan was a businessman.

His eyes are very beautiful, and most of the light is blocked by glasses. But Xiang Yueming knew that his eyes were good.

When she stared at him, she naturally thought of those beautiful scenes last night. I also thought of the way he looked when he looked at him. There is no lens to block him. His pupils are dark and bright, like magnets, attracting her to come in and want to understand.

After hearing his analysis, Xiang Yueming only asked, "What do you want."

Cheng Zhan looked at her, "You."

He did not force Xiang Yueming to make a decision immediately, and gave Xiang Yueming three days.

Three days later, Cheng Zhan appeared in front of her again.

The two have maintained this relationship for more than a year.

It didn't say whether it was the gold master and little lover, or boyfriend and girlfriend.

The former accounted for a larger proportion, and the latter had never thought about Yueming.

Cheng Zhan has his requirements, and Xiang Yueming has.

Both of them accidentally followed what the other said and never overstepped.

It is undeniable that Cheng Zhan treats her very well.

But that kind of goodness is based on transactions. Xiang Yueming also thought about controlling his heart and not liking him.

After all, it failed.

She fell in love with Cheng Zhan.

-

When Cheng Zhan woke up, there was no one in the bedroom.

He frowned, slightly surprised.

When Cheng Zhan was washing downstairs, Xiang Yueming was chatting with Aunt Xu in the kitchen.

"Aunt Xu, how do you do this?"

Aunt Xu looked at her: "What? Are you planning to learn to cook?"

Xiang Yueming nodded: "Yes, you can cook it for yourself in the future."

Aunt Xu chuckled softly and said softly, "No, if you want to eat, Aunt Xu can make it for you anytime."

Upon hearing this, Xiang Yueming was taken aback.

She blinked and said softly, "What if I should leave."

Aunt Xu turned to look at her, and said in surprise: "Where are you going?"

She took care of herself: "The crew?"

Xiang Yueming pursed her lower lip and nodded: "Yes."

Aunt Xu said "Ouch", "That really can't be helped, how is the crew's food?"

"so so."

Xiang Yueming said: "Sometimes you can't make it too special. The crew usually eat box lunch."

"Are you getting used to it?"

Xiang Yueming smiled: "Just get used to it."

Aunt Xu looked at her distressed: "Then Aunt Xu will teach you that if you have time, you can do it yourself in the hotel."

"Okay."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Cheng Zhan vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he didn't think about it.

He glanced at the kitchen and went straight to the dining room.

As soon as I sat down, the **** phone came.

"Hello." Cheng Zhan's voice was clear, and it sounded a little unsatisfactory.

Zhao Minghui noticed that he was in a normal mood for the first time, and raised her eyebrows and said, "In the morning, in a bad mood?"

"No."

Cheng Zhan put one hand in his pocket and looked at the scenery in the yard.

Xiang Yueming likes flowers, and there are many flowers in the yard, which are colorful. When the wind blows, the blooming flowers sway with the wind, which is a beautiful scenery.

Zhao Minghui snorted: "That's fine, go to your Uncle Jiang for dinner tonight, remember?"

Cheng Zhan said "um".

"Your Uncle Jiang's birthday, remember to bring a gift." Zhao Minghui muttered: "If your dad hadn't gone abroad, I wouldn't have brought you."

Cheng Zhan thought it was funny. He lazily said, "Mom, you can actually find someone to accompany you."

"Who am I looking for?"

Zhao Minghui said angrily: "If you find me a girlfriend, I will take your girlfriend, how about?"

Cheng Zhan: "..."

He was speechless: "I will be home on time."

"Row."

Zhao Minghui didn't say much: "It's hanging up."

When Cheng Zhan returned to the restaurant, Xiang Yueming was already sitting there.

She was looking at the phone and did not look up after hearing the sound.

Cheng Zhan glanced at her, pulled the chair away and sat down.

"Why get up so early?"

"what?"

Xiang Yueming looked up at him, "I wake up when I wake up."

Cheng Zhan stared at her for a long while, and asked indifferently, "Are you fragmented again?"

"..." Xiang Yueming choked down, lowered his eyes and said: "Yeah."

Cheng Zhan was light and didn't care about her.

He reminded: "Drink less in the future."

"Oh." Xiang Yueming promised unconvincingly: "I see."

Cheng Zhan knew that she was purely perfunctory, but didn't say much.

The two dine quietly.

While eating, Xiang Yueming suddenly thought of an important point.

She looked up at Cheng Zhan: "By the way, what happened to your support stick yesterday?"

Cheng Zhan didn't lift his head, and said lightly: "Yan Qiuzhi gave it to."

Blinking to Yueming.

Cheng Zhan explained: "She asked the fans for it."

Yan Qiuzhi asked for three support rods and a headband, but Chen Lunan didn't take it. Cheng Zhanmian took the support rod for the difficulty. As for the headband, only Yan Qiuzhi wears it by himself. It is impossible for them to wear a headband. It is impossible in this life.

Fortunately, Yan Qiuzhi was not reluctant, she knew the temperament of these two people.

After listening to him, Xiang Yueming said "Ah", dragging his accent, "So you didn't take it, it was Sister Yan Yan who forced it to you, right."

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

Xiang Yueming chuckled lightly, lowered his eyes, and slowly pressed the corners of his lips into a straight line: "Don't think, just like that."

"Ok."

After eating breakfast, Cheng Zhan went out in a suit and leather shoes.

After people left, Xiang Yueming let her emotions come out.

She stood under the wall thinking for a few seconds, and called Yu Yuan.

"where?"

Yu Yuan: "...sleeping, why are you calling me so early?"

Xiang Yueming said "Um": "It's a bit annoying, I want to chat with you."

Yu Yuan choked, rubbed his eyes and said, "Come here, I'm at home."

"it is good."

Xiang Yueming and Aunt Xu said, and went out.

-

The sky outside is fine and sunny.

Xiang Yueming dressed up low-key and drove over.

When in the car, the driver looked back at her frequently.

Xiang Yueming smiled, only showing a pair of eyes.

"Sorry." The driver said: "You look familiar."

Xiang Yueming smiled and said softly, "I am the face of the public."

The driver looked at her suspiciously for a while, and then laughed: "Maybe, I think you look a lot like a star."

Xiang Yueming smiled: "Many people have said that."

She pulled her mask to block more facial features. She also has a pair of glasses and a mask on the bridge of her nose. If it is not someone who is very familiar with her, it is generally not recognized.

Of course, she is not afraid of being recognized, but she feels embarrassed and embarrassed.

Fortunately, the driver didn't delve into it any more, only smiled and focused on driving.

Xiang Yueming was absent-mindedly playing with her mobile phone, swiping Weibo and Moments. Bored, did not find anything interesting.

When she arrived at Yu Yuan's house, she was applying a facial mask.

Xiang Yueming looked at the black mask on her face and said, "Can't you just open the door after finishing the mask?"

Yu Yuan rolled her eyes: "I just put it on."

Xiang Yueming: "..."

She yawned and poked her arm: "No job recently?"

"Just finished filming a scene, won't you let me rest?"

Xiang Yueming blinked: "That's true."

She lay lazily on the sofa and whispered: "In a while, I should join the group."

Yu Yuan laughed and turned to look at her: "Why? Don't want to join the group?"

"No, I really want to."

Xiang Yueming looked at her: "Have you had breakfast?"

"No." Yu Yuan said, "I don't know what to eat."

Xiang Yueming thought for a while, then turned to look at her: "Then you can order takeaway, and by the way, ask someone to bring you an order."

"..." Yu Yuan looked at her without knowing, with a dazed expression: "Why?"

Xiang Yueming said lightly, "I'll cook you a meal."

Yu Yuan blinked and pondered for a long while: "Have you been stimulated by anything?"

"?"

Xiang Yueming rolled his eyes: "I am so surprised when I cook?" "Not surprised." Yu Yuan said seriously, "I am worried about my holiday in the next half month. I don't want to spend it in the hospital."

Xiang Yueming: "..."

She pulled a pillow and hugged her, "Oh" said, "Well then, don't do it."

"No." Yu Yuan tore off the mask and wiped her face to look at her: "What's wrong with you? You are not a person who likes cooking."

Xiang Yueming was quiet for a moment, and said unhurriedly: "I plan to cook Cheng Zhan a meal, but I have no place to test whether it tastes good or not."

Yu Yuan looked at her incredulously, and pointed at herself: "So you want to treat me as a guinea pig?"

Xiang Yueming nodded confidently.

Yu Yuan endured forbearance, then resisted the urge to sever relationship with her.

"How do I know--" Before finishing speaking, Xiang Yueming suddenly said: "Break up."

Yu Yuan's words were all stuck in her throat. She stared at Xiang Yueming, "What did you say?"

She couldn't believe what she heard.

Xiang Yueming tilted her head to look at her, and thought for a while and said: "It can't be called a breakup meal, we have never dated." She found a word in her mind: "It should be said that it is a separate meal."

Yu Yuan didn't say a word, looking at her scorchingly.

Xiang Yueming smiled swiftly, and Yun Danfeng asked, "Why are you looking at this? Isn't it normal for me to be separated from Cheng Zhan?"

"..." Yu Yuan suffocated and said seriously: "I don't think it's normal."

Xiang Yueming lay on the sofa and said casually: "You don't know what the relationship is between us."

"But you are also very good like this."

"Where is it?"

"Cheng Zhan is very nice to you."

Xiang Yueming looked at her, "You can tell me more specifically, which is good for me."

Yu Yuan got stuck and couldn't say anything for a while. She just felt that Cheng Zhan was good to Xiang Yueming.

But the relationship between the two is indeed a bit unclear.

She remained silent for a moment and looked at her: "Have you thought about it?"

"Yeah." Xiang Yueming said, "I've been thinking about it for a long time."

She has been thinking about this since the day she found out she liked Cheng Zhan.

Xiang Yueming's thinking and temperament are different from most people. She likes a person, if she doesn't get likes, she will definitely stay away as soon as possible.

She knows that Cheng Zhan treats her very well, but that kind of goodness is in the transaction.

Cheng Zhan got something from her, she received his pampering and pampering in Cheng Zhan. But this kind of relationship will not last long, so it's better to break it as soon as possible.

When he didn't like him, Xiang Yueming still felt indifferent. The big deal would be a clean break and she wouldn't be uncomfortable.

But now, she likes Cheng Zhan.

She didn't want to plunge herself into pain, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. She wants to withdraw and leave before she is completely sinking.

Whether she is calm or cold-blooded.

Xiang Yueming's character has always been the same since childhood.

The previous dance was also true. Before going on stage, Xiang Yueming was actually injured and was warned by the doctor that he could not go on stage again. But she doesn't believe in evil, she thinks she can.

She braced herself on the stage and performed her own dance, but fell off the stage at the last step.

The fall seemed to wake her up a lot.

From then on, Xiang Yueming understood a truth. There are many things that you can't force. Don't force it.

Whether it's things or people, it's the same.

Yu Yuan didn't know what to say, so he patted her on the shoulder and told her: "Then you think about it, anyway, I will stand by your side."

Xiang Yueming curled his lips and smiled, "Okay."

-

Xiang Yueming stayed in Yuyuan for a day, and two people who could not cook stayed in the kitchen for a day.

In the end, it failed miserably and ordered a takeaway.

When it was time for the takeout, the sky was already dark outside.

Xiang Yueming yawned, a little tired.

Yu Yuan was playing with her mobile phone next to her, playing a list for her idol.

She brushed and said, "I will give you a list later."

Xiang Yueming: "...not really necessary."

Yu Yuan cut her eyes: "Don't stop me as a little fan."

Xiang Yueming laughed and touched the phone and came out: "Then I will use the trumpet to make a list for you."

Just as she turned on her mobile phone, a news appeared on Weibo.

Xiang Yueming was startled, and clicked in with his finger uncontrollably.

"You look reluctant." Yu Yuan focused on playing the rankings, but didn't notice that her face was not right.

Xiang Yueming did not answer.

Yu Yuan said a few words before he noticed something was wrong with her.

She leaned over and asked curiously: "Why don't you speak--"

After seeing the photos on her phone, Yu Yuan swallowed everything back.

Cheng Zhan is very famous, not as a short-term boss, but Chenxing.

Chenxing is the most famous entertainment company in the circle. As the boss, Cheng Zhan is naturally famous.

There are so many handsome men and beautiful women under the company, it is hard not to attract attention.

However, Cheng Zhan's time in Chen Xing is very small, and only occasionally shows his face in major events.

But he showed a thick face once, and everyone remembered him.

Occasionally, I can see his news.

But it has been a long, long time since I saw Cheng Zhan attend an event with his female companion.

Xiang Yueming looked at the two people in the photo, and for a moment did not know what she was thinking.

A little sad, but it seems a little happy.

She found a better reason to separate from Cheng Zhan, which is to be happy. She thought so.

Yu Yuan watched her look carefully, and did not dare to speak.

She pursed her lower lip and reached out to rub her hair.

"Don't look, you are going to be separated from him, we don't want this dog man."

She gritted her teeth and said: "I take back those words I just praised Cheng Zhan."

Xiang Yueming smiled and smiled: "Very good."

She lifted her cheek and said: "This proves that he will not be affected in any way if I separate from him, so that I will not feel so guilty."

Yu Yuan choked and didn't know how to comfort her.

She thought about it, then glanced at the photos: "Actually, I think the two may not have much to do with each other."

"Yeah." Xiang Yueming didn't care very much: "It's up to you, it's decided anyway."

Yu Yuan nodded and looked at her: "Then are you going back today?"

Xiang Yueming pondered for a few seconds: "Back."

...

Cheng Zhan only learned about this after half an hour. Today is the birthday of the elders of the first generation Jiao, he attended with her mother.

Zhao Minghui is very enthusiastic about finding someone for Cheng Zhan.

Coincidentally, this elder of the family friend has a daughter who is a few years younger than Cheng Zhan. The two have met before and have met several times when studying abroad, but they are not familiar.

Cheng Zhan also met her boyfriend, so he didn't think much about it when Zhao Minghui put the two together.

He even thought it was good, and he was free tonight.

With Jiang Qingyun here, his mother shouldn't introduce women to him indiscriminately, and he ended up quietly.

Zhao Minghui looked at the two of them: "Young people have a good chat."

Cheng Zhan: "..."

Jiang Qingyun smiled lightly and turned his head to look at Cheng Zhan: "Brother Cheng Zhan, are you going there?"

Cheng Zhan nodded indifferently, "Yes."

Jiang Qingyun followed him to the other side, and said softly: "How are you doing?"

"very good."

Jiang Qingyun knew it well, took two glasses of wine and handed it to him.

Cheng Zhan took it.

The two went to sit down.

Jiang Qingyun said quite a lot, and Cheng Zhan occasionally responded with a sentence or two, but he felt a little careless.

The phone vibrated, and he glanced at it. It was a message from his mother to make him more enthusiastic, otherwise he would be introduced to ten women later.

Cheng Zhan felt a headache.

He turned off his phone and looked at Jiang Qingyun: "When did you return to China?"

"Brother Cheng Zhan, this is not interesting enough."

Jiang Qingyun joked: "I have been back for several months."

"is it."

Cheng Zhan didn't care. He never cared about unimportant people. Except for his family, those few friends, and Xiang Yueming, he didn't care about everyone else.

"Yes."

Jiang Qingyun looked at him for a long while, and said with a smile: "You are too cold, no wonder you don't have a girlfriend."

Hearing this, Cheng Zhan raised his eyes to look at her, and said lightly: "Who said I don't have a girlfriend?"