Pampering

The two looked at each other, and under the dim light, Xiang Yueming could see clearly the **** in his eyes.

She silently curled the corners of her lips and shouted again: "Brother?"

Cheng Zhan looked at her straightforwardly, his eyes burning, and he didn't dodge at all. The emotions in the pupils poured out, and they were so frankly exposed in front of her. Facing Xiang Yueming's curious gaze, he raised his finger at the white one.

"Do you like this?"

Xiang Yueming raised his eyebrows and said, "I thought you would choose red."

Cheng Zhan said, "Uh," he said, "Like your skin color."

It's white and white, and it's very attractive under the light.

Xiang Yueming paused, lowered his eyes and responded.

She raised her hand and hung the red one back, and then answered his previous question: "Since the news on the Internet is all fake, why should I ask."

She smiled brightly and looked at him: "Besides, I have a lot of scandals. I know it's a matter of shooting angle."

Cheng Zhan nodded and explained: "Daughter of the old friend, I met at the banquet and talked briefly."

Xiang Yueming nodded.

Cheng Zhan watched her posture and remained silent for a moment.

Xiang Yueming just wanted to change clothes, and smiled at the man standing still at the door: "Aren't you going to take a bath?"

"now go."

Looking at Cheng Zhan's back, Xiang Yueming tilted his head to look at himself in the mirror, bending the corners of his lower lips mechanically.

That's it, it's great.

-

Cheng Zhan took a bath much faster than she remembered.

As soon as Xiang Yueming put on his pajamas and climbed onto the bed for a while, the man walked out of the bathroom with his wet hair.

The headlights in the room were turned off, and Xiang Yueming only left two bedside table lights to shine. The light is warm tones, rendering the ambiguous atmosphere silently, letting this ambiguous spread.

Cheng Zhan took the towel, wiped his hair casually, and looked down at the person on the bed.

Xiang Yueming had a little quilt on her body, but it was not strict.

She wore that white lace nightdress, exposing large areas of snow-white skin, thin legs and collarbones, which made people see it more realistically under the light.

Cheng Zhan knows well that she is intentional tonight.

Although the reason is unknown, no man would refuse such benefits.

He glanced at her carefully and walked over.

"Why so fast?"

Cheng Zhan raised his eyebrows, picked up the person, and said in a low voice: "It's okay to wait a while."

"..."

He bowed his head, sealed her lips, stuck out the tip of his tongue, pried her teeth, and drove straight in.

Xiang Yueming was breathless by his relatives, and wanted to push him away, but there was a feeling of wanting to talk, and instead made herself closer to him.

Cheng Zhan hooked her tongue and kissed, entangled.

He was sucking her lips, licking lingeringly, his hands were not restless, and he wandered around her.

The wind outside the window lifted a corner of the curtains, and the shadowy light came in, making people feel vague.

Except for people who can hug and touch, nothing else is true.

I don't know when the clothes will land.

Xiang Yueming's low moan was swallowed by the man. She whimpered, her eyes flushed and her whole body was hot.

The body is a little uncontrollable and has the most natural reaction.

She hangs on the man and bears everything he gives.

Sinking in his world.

Xiang Yueming pressed it to his ear, opened his mouth and bit his earlobe.

Cheng Zhan snorted and clasped her hands tighter.

He licked the corners of her lips and asked in a low voice, "I just said a little less."

Xiang Yueming looked at him blankly, her eyes wet and itchy.

Cheng Zhan stared at her at this moment, and said: "I like the way you don't wear anything."

This is the greatest allure for him.

Xiang Yueming flushed and raised his hand to hit him. As soon as he raised his hand, the man grabbed his hand and kissed him tenderly.

His eyelashes are drooping and his eyebrows are focused.

At this moment, the affection in the eyes seemed to be all there. Let Xiang Yueming really feel it for the first time.

But in an instant, it disappeared again.

The consequences of taking the initiative to seduce people are her miserable.

In the end, Xiang Yueming was lying on the bed, vaguely feeling that the lamp under the ceiling was shaking, and the shadowy light fell on him.

Obviously, the lights under the ceiling are dim.

-

After the end, Cheng Zhan patiently did the aftermath.

Xiang Yueming lay back on the bed again, she was exhausted.

Cheng Zhan embraced the person, kissed her forehead, and asked in a low voice, "Are you sleepy?"

"Somewhat."

Xiang Yueming curled up in his arms and yawned, "Are you busy tomorrow?"

Cheng Zhan said "Um" and said to her: "I want to see the project in Jiangcheng. It may take a week."

Xiang Yueming said "Oh", which was clear.

"Then what time do you leave?"

"Before seven o'clock."

Xiang Yueming stunned, and looked up at him for a long while: "That's it."

Cheng Zhan looked at her and asked in a low voice: "What?"

Xiang Yueming was silent for a while and looked at him: "Call me when I get up tomorrow. I have something to tell you."

Cheng Zhan was slightly startled and looked at her for a while: "Can't you say it now?"

Xiang Yueming nodded, yawned and said, "I said that I might not sleep well tonight."

"..."

Cheng Zhan vaguely felt that what she wanted to say would not be what she wanted to hear.

Thinking, he hugged her hard and rubbed the tip of her nose affectionately: "What's hiding from me?"

"Nothing."

Xiang Yueming bends his eyes and said frankly, "You'll know this in the morning."

Cheng Zhan looked at her for a while, but after all he could not pry her mouth open.

"Call you tomorrow."

"Yeah." Xiang Yueming hugged him, immersed in his neck and breathed deeply, smelling the reassuring scent of him, and whispered: "Cheng Zhan, good night."

"good night."

Cheng Zhan fell asleep, and Xiang Yueming had insomnia again.

She slowly withdrew from his embrace and moved a little bit by the bed.

She stared at the black ceiling for a while, and she didn't know if her decision was right or wrong.

But she can't change it.

She also wanted to be brave, but she was afraid that she would be brave to the end, even the basic decentness would be lost.

Xiang Yueming didn't want to let herself become unlike herself and become crazy.

She took a look at the phone on the bedside table for a while, and it was getting late.

Xiang Yueming flipped through the phone, thought about it, and sent a message to her mother.

Xiang Yueming: [. 】

Mrs. Xiang: [? 】

Xiang Yueming: [Why haven't you slept yet. 】

Mrs. Xiang: [Go home today, just got off the plane and transferred, what happened? 】

Xiang Yueming: [Then I will go home tomorrow too, so can I take some time to eat with me. 】

Mrs. Xiang: [Dropped in love? 】

Xiang Yueming: 【……】

Knowing daughter Moruomu.

Xiang Yueming is just about to lose her relationship, but Mrs. Xiang can guess so accurately, for a while, she really doesn't know how to refute it.

Mrs. Xiang: [Okay, I can barely give you one night. 】

Xiang Yueming: [Good. 】

Mrs. Xiang: [What time is the plane? Come back by yourself, we won't pick you up. 】

Xiang Yueming: [... Besides, I haven't bought a ticket yet. 】

The mother and daughter chatted for a while, and Xiang Yueming secretly took a photo of Cheng Zhan with the moonlight coming in from outside the window.

When he fell asleep, the sharpness between his brows and eyes disappeared and became much softer.

-

In the early morning, when Cheng Zhan woke up, Xiang Yueming was already up.

He frowned and looked at the person who opened the door from the outside, feeling very wrong.

"Are not you tired?"

Xiang Yueming said "Ah" and blinked: "It's okay. You're up."

Cheng Zhan nodded and pulled people into the room.

He propped his hands on the wall and looked down at Xiang Yueming: "You have something wrong."

Xiang Yueming looked up at him: "What's wrong?"

"..."

Cheng Zhan couldn't tell, but he just felt that something was wrong with Xiang Yueming.

He stared at her for a long while, and his Adam's apple rolled lightly: "What you said you wanted to tell me last night, can you tell me now?"

"sure."

Xiang Yueming urged: "You go brush your teeth and wash your face first, and I will tell you later."

Cheng Zhan twisted his eyebrows.

"Go, I'll find you clothes."

Cheng Zhan had to go, and Xiang Yueming got into the cloakroom: "Are you going to have a meeting there today?"

"Ok."

"The suit?"

Cheng Zhan: "Yes."

Xiang Yueming turned around in the cloakroom and found Cheng Zhan a suit she bought and took it out.

She recalled that this suit was given to him on New Year's Day, and it was very ordinary compared to Cheng Zhan's high-end models.

Cheng Zhan didn't wear it many times and looked very new.

Cheng Zhan washed in and raised his eyebrows after seeing the clothes Xiang Yueming had taken out, but said nothing.

"Wear this?"

"can."

Xiang Yueming handed it to him.

After a while, Cheng Zhan replaced it. The black shirt that Xiang Yueming brought him, matched with a black suit, seemed to have an indescribable black belly.

But it is expensive and steady.

She raised her eyes to look at him, stretched out her hand to tear off his clothes: "Don't use a tie, right?"

"Being not."

Cheng Zhan looked down at her and asked in a low voice: "Can I talk now?"

Xiang Yueming thought for a while and looked at him: "Let's tie one for you."

She pulled out the vertical striped tie next to him and added some color to his black outfit: "How?"

Cheng Zhan followed her.

Xiang Yueming walked around him and helped him button up all his shirts. After finishing it up, she tied his tie.

Her hands were slender and beautiful, in stark contrast with his dark clothes. Cheng Zhan looked at her, a little distracted.

Suddenly, she seriously shouted: "Cheng Zhan."

Cheng Zhan raised his eyes.

Xiang Yueming raised his head to look at him, and smiled Yingyingly: "This may be the last time I have tied you a tie. How's it going?"

She pointed, wanting to be praised.

Cheng Zhan's eyes stopped and stopped on her cheek.

The two looked at each other silently for a long while, and his voice fell a bit: "What do you mean."

Xiang Yueming bent her lips and smiled: "How can you not understand what I mean when you are so smart?"

She paused, pursed the corners of her lips, and said softly, "I mean, let's separate."

The word parting seems inappropriate.

They haven't been in contact, they can only be regarded as separate.

She raised her eyes and looked at the man closely.

Cheng Zhan hadn't worn glasses yet, and the emotion in his eyes was exposed to her without any obstruction.

Except for the momentary feelings of relaxation, she could not see any other emotions.

Xiang Yueming raised his lips and smiled, and said softly, "Is that clear?"

"reason."

Cheng Zhan returned to his senses, his eyes locked tightly on her body, her voice was low, like a dull cello sound.

Xiang Yueming smiled and thought for a while and said: "There is no reason, I just feel a little tired, is that enough?"

Cheng Zhan's eyes darkened without making a sound.

Xiang Yueming raised his hand and pulled off his tie.

"Cheng Zhan."

Cheng Zhan looked down at her: "Are you sure?"

Xiang Yueming lowered his eyes and made a soft "um" sound.

Cheng Zhan glanced at her, but did not speak up.

Xiang Yueming felt his gaze on her body, her heart beating fiercely, quite uncontrollable.

The cloakroom was quiet for a long time, until Aunt Xu knocked on the door, Cheng Zhan's cell phone rang, breaking the quiet atmosphere.

Cheng Zhan suddenly felt a little thirsty, and his throat hadn't been moisturized all night, and even speaking became a lot more difficult.

He tried to explain: "If it was because of last night--"

"No." Xiang Yueming interrupted him, saying word by word: "I have made a decision before the news came out last night."

Hearing this, Cheng Zhan twitched his lower lip and sneered, "So I was so active last night?"

Xiang Yueming was silent.

The phone ringing is still ringing.

Cheng Zhan was unspeakably irritable, he connected, and his voice was cold and harsh: "Immediately."

Ding Jian didn't dare to say anything, and repeated: "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Zhan raised his hand to loosen the collar, and looked down at her: "No regrets?"

Xiang Yueming said "um" and told him: "I don't regret it."

"can."

Cheng Zhan said coldly: "It's up to you."

After speaking, he left without looking back.

Aunt Xu looked at the people who came downstairs and shouted: "Master is up, Xiao Yueer will give you this morning--"

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Zhan walked out with a cold face.

Aunt Xu was taken aback, too late to stop people.

She raised her head and glanced upstairs, a little at a loss.

Xiang Yueming walked out of the cloakroom, and when he looked out subconsciously, he happened to see Cheng Zhan pulling away the tie she had tied and getting into the car.

The striped tie was wrapped around his hand.

She paused slightly and looked away.

-

The driver and Ding Yanyun lied to the right, and Jia was unspeakable.

He stared at Cheng Zhan's dark expression, afraid to speak.

The car was quiet for a while, and Ding Hao said, "Cheng, this is the general content of today's meeting."

Cheng Zhan didn't answer the conversation, he didn't even lift his eyes.

Ding Yan's brain clam model shouted again: "Cheng."

Cheng Zhan looked at him coldly: "Very anxious?" Ding Shuxu...It's okay. "

Cheng Zhan didn't speak any more, only lingering at him with his eyes. It's like saying, since you're not in a hurry, what are you showing me at this time? !

Ding Yan swishes the bath 3 Tao Kang complains gluttony has always been high, he has been in a high position for a long time, but he is not loose. No matter what the project is, he will understand it thoroughly in advance, which is why he looked at the case of Ding Hao Zai Kong.

But now, nothing is right.

He thought of Cheng Zhan's face just coming out of the room, and he didn't dare to speak anymore.

The three people in the car were silent all the way.

There were a secretary and several other assistants waiting at the airport, and a group of people surrounded him and boarded the plane.

As soon as he got on the plane, a colleague called to Ding Shu to point to Cheng Zhan cautiously, and asked in a low voice, "Ding Zhu, Mr. Cheng is in a bad mood today."

Ding Yanao Γ Mukuro said with restraint. "

A colleague asked: "Did something happen? Could it be that the project has gone wrong again?"

Ding Bin slandered Jia Mukuro Baqi, Kaixin Shiyou, and Cheng Cheng's face so ugly? "

The colleague was at a loss.

Ding Qiluo Cheng Zhan's ugly face is related to someone who told "the king not to reign early". But he dared not ask, nor said.

Suddenly, Ding Miaoyu α is dying

He took a cell phone and sent a message to Xiang Yueming, planning to inquire around in a roundabout way so that he could prescribe the right medicine.

Xiang Yueming was packing up when Ding Man was missing.

Cheng Zhan bought too many things for her, she couldn't take it with her, and didn't plan to take it with her. Those things didn't belong to her, they were sent up based on the relationship between the two, which is not clear.

She packed her things, not too much, but not too much, and a few suitcases were done.

Watching Ding Shou 16 blow Nan Xi, Xiang Yueming paused, and still replied.

Xiang Yueming: [Assistant Ding, I don’t need to ask me about these things in the future, I don’t know. 】

Ding Shuxuejin...Help Miss Xiang! Mr. Cheng is really not easy to mess with today. Just tell me something happened to Cheng always? I can figure out if I still live today. 】

Xiang Yueming: [I am not clear about the work. 】

Ding Shu skeletal moxibustion quietly scabbed the shallow minister Qiansi Junjun

Xiang Yueming: [There is no quarrel, we are separated. Assistant Ding doesn’t have to be polite to me in the future. Mr. Cheng and I have nothing to do. Thank you for your care over this year. 】

After sending it, Xiang Yueming didn't look at the phone anymore.

But Ding Shu fell silent as he watched the news sent to Yueming.

died.

He can guarantee that whatever he does today will not make Cheng Zhan happy. Even to withstand the low pressure of Cheng Zhan.

Ding Lingsi, Tan Qian: Li Zhong, he even has the urge to jump back from a plane.

The colleague stared at him, but he didn't know why: "Ding Zhu, what's the matter with your expression?"

Ding Ling ⊥ Punishment and regret Huanglong! He put down his phone and turned his head to look at his colleague calmly: "If I die today, remember to collect my body."

colleague:"……"

-

After packing up, Xiang Yueming went downstairs.

Aunt Xu was still in the living room. When she saw her, she froze and said helplessly: "Xiaoyue'er, it's too late for the young master. I didn't eat breakfast."

Xiang Yueming glanced at what she had made in the morning, and nodded: "It's okay, I can just eat."

Aunt Xu looked at her distressed: "But the young master didn't know that you made breakfast today. If you knew, he would definitely eat it even if it was too late."

Hearing this, Xiang Yueming comforted her and looked at her: "Aunt Xu, you don't have to come over these few days."

"Huh?" Aunt Xu looked at her because she didn't know, "Why?"

"I have to go home."

Aunt Xu nodded: "Okay, then call Aunt Xu when you come back."

Xiang Yueming paused slightly, but still didn't tell him about the separation of Cheng Zhan in person. She answered vaguely, and promised: "Okay, let's talk about it."

She sat at the dining table and stuffed her not-so-successful breakfast into her mouth.

After eating, Aunt Xu packed up and left.

Xiang Yueming called Xiaoxi and asked her to help move things.

After all the things were in the car, Xiaoxi stopped looking at her hesitated to speak, but said nothing.

Xiang Yueming looked at her with a funny smile: "What do you want to say?"

"Sister, did you really break up with President Cheng?"

Xiang Yueming raised an eyebrow: "Break up?"

"Yup."

Xiang Yueming smiled and didn't explain these two words. She said "Um" and said lightly: "I'm separated."

Xiaoxi: "..."

She was silent for a while, and asked cautiously: "Why?"

"I need a reason to separate?"

"Yes."

Xiang Yueming tilted his head and thought for a while, and said softly, "It's not appropriate."

Xiaoxi was speechless.

Xiang Yueming looked at her: "Don't talk about this. I will put my luggage home later. I'm going back to Mingcheng. You have a good rest these days.

"……it is good."

Xiaoxi helpless: "Sister, call me if you have something to do."

"Ok."

Xiang Yueming has bought a small apartment, which is not big but just fine to live in her alone.

This was bought when she first made money, using her own money. Cheng Zhan also mentioned giving her a house, but Xiang Yueming refused.

When I bought this small apartment, Cheng Zhan helped to see it.

He thinks it's good, if she really wants to buy it.

At that time, the two quarreled about this matter. Cheng Zhan felt unnecessary, and Xiang Yueming insisted on buying it himself.

At the end of the quarrel, Xiang Yueming coaxed him for several days before it was over.

Now recall that Xiang Yueming felt that his decision was very correct. If she doesn't even have a small apartment, then she might be living on the street.

The apartment was unoccupied for too long, and Xiang Yueming also forgot to find someone to clean it. There was a lot of dust in the house.

She put things down and followed Xiaoxi out again.

"Send you to the airport?"

"Ok."

Xiang Yueming looked at her with a smile and patted her head: "Thanks for our hard work, Xiaoxi."

Xiao Xi narrowed her mouth and looked at her: "Sister, are you really going to break up with Mr. Cheng?"

"Already separated." Xiang Yueming corrected her.

Xiaoxi: "..."

-

After arriving at the airport, Xiang Yueming still sent a message to Aunt Xu, telling her about it.

After sending it, Xiang Yueming didn't look at the phone again.

Back to Mingcheng, Xiang Yueming turned on the phone.

As soon as the phone was turned on, Aunt Xu's missed calls and messages flooded in.

Xiang Yueming looked down and didn't know how to reply to the message.

She thought about it, but she didn't reply.

Just about to turn off the phone, her mother's call came first.

"Get off the plane?"

"Yeah." Xiang Yueming agreed softly: "Take a taxi back later."

Mrs. Xiang chuckled, "Come to the parking lot. I'll send you an orientation."

Xiang Yueming raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "Do you have time to come and pick me up?"

"My daughter is broken in love, and I have to make time if I don't have time."

Xiang Yueming: "..."

When she found the car with her luggage, Mrs. Xiang was discussing cultural relics with Professor Xiang.

Xiang Yueming glanced and knocked on the car window: "Excuse me, did you two notice me?"

Professor Xiang looked at her: "Heavy luggage?"

Xiang Yueming: "You open the trunk."

Professor Xiang smiled, pushed the car door down, helped her lift the suitcase, and looked at her: "Get in the car."

Xiang Yueming said "um" and looked at the co-pilot: "Mom, won't you sit behind with me?"

Mrs. Xiang looked at her eyes and asked without mercy: "Why, treat your dad as a driver?"

Xiang Yueming: "..."