Pampering

That afternoon, the interviews between Cheng Zhan and Xiang Yueming were edited together for some reason.

As soon as the two responses came out, fans called Chen Xing boss for generosity.

As everyone knows, someone is doing a certain benefit for himself.

When Xiang Yueming saw it, she fell into a long silence.

Yu Yuan called her the first time she saw her, and she couldn't laugh or cry: "Is Cheng Zhan laying the groundwork for herself?"

Xiang Yueming: "..."

She deeply doubted that it was so.

Yu Yuan couldn't help but said in a low voice: "It's also amazing, why the reporter went to ask him this kind of question? Couldn't he arrange it himself?"

"..." Xiang Yueming blinked, then replied, "It won't happen."

"Why not?" Yu Yuan looked like someone who came over: "Let me tell you, men have a deep mind. If they really want to set up traps, they are really airtight, so you can't prevent them."

Yu Yuan knew that Cheng Zhan was chasing Yueming. The two had been best friends for many years, and they would share everything good or bad immediately.

She is Xiang Yueming's spiritual mentor on the matter of feelings. After all, bystanders are clear.

Xiang Yueming raised his eyebrows and hummed meaningfully: "You know quite well."

Yu Yuan: "..."

She choked and said quickly: "I can understand men if it is necessary."

Xiang Yueming rolled his eyes slightly: "Not so much."

"That's a coincidence?"

Xiang Yueming said "Um", "Probably so."

Upon hearing this, Yu Yuan smiled and said: "Now netizens are saying that Chen Xing is really more generous than ordinary brokerage companies. It is a big company, and even artists are not restricted in love..."

Xiang Yueming laughed and joked: "Cheng Zhan has won the company's reputation."

Yu Yuan: "How about you."

"What?" Xiang Yueming pretended to be stupid: "What am I."

Yu Yuan sneered: "Don't you feel anything?"

"To be honest," Xiang Yueming paused deliberately: "It doesn't feel great."

Yu Yuan's eyelids twitched, and she didn't quite understand what she meant: "What?"

Xiang Yueming snorted and said lightly: "I don't feel it."

Yu Yuan understood, she smiled, and said softly, "It's not going to be felt, so I have to give the dog man a little tension."

Xiang Yueming bent her lips and did not respond.

"Mr. Cheng didn't find you recently?" "Yeah."

Yu Yuan "tsk": "This chase is unqualified, and a full score of 100 can only give him 50 points."

Xiang Yueming nodded without hesitation: "Yeah. You are right."

The two chatted, purely to pass the time.

Just after hanging up, the "Cao Cao" call came.

Xiang Yueming didn't let Cheng Zhan wait, and quickly picked it up, but his tone of voice was a little bit indifferent to the conversation with Yu Yuan just now.

"Hey."

Listening to her voice, Cheng Zhan raised his eyebrows slightly: "What are you doing?"

Xiang Yueming lay halfway on the sofa, and yawned, "rest."

Cheng Zhan: "...Is the shooting task heavy today?"

"It's okay." Xiang Yueming asked quietly: "What's wrong?"

Cheng Zhan paused, thinking about the interview he saw at noon. He raised his hand and loosened his tie.

Because he was going to the ribbon-cutting event, Cheng Zhan dressed very formally.

He looked down at the untied tie, and suddenly thought of how Xiang Yueming would tie herself on the day when she separated from him.

The sunlight came in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, sprinkling on her white and delicate face, frame by frame, like paintings.

It seemed a long, long time passed.

He raised his eyes and saw the mall passing by the road.

"Do you want to drink?"

"..." Xiang Yueming choked and was speechless for a while: "What did you say?"

Cheng Zhan chuckled lightly, wrapped his tie around his hand, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to drink? Jiang Chen's bar has recently released a lot of fruit wines, you should like them very much."

Xiang Yueming choked, disgusted and said: "No, what wine do I drink in the crew?"

Cheng Zhan raised his eyebrows: "Really not?"

"Yeah." Xiang Yueming said, "I'll talk about it after drinking and finishing."

Cheng Zhan answered: "Okay." He paused and asked in a low voice: "Will you be filming at night?"

"No need to."

Just as Xiang Yueming was about to speak, there was a knock on the door outside.

She answered, and Song Yu opened the door to look at her: "Teacher Xiang, there is no show tonight. Would you like to have dinner together?"

Xiang Yueming just wanted to refuse, Xu Miao came out and yelled: "Xiaoyue'er, hurry up, you have a treat today."

Xiang Yueming couldn't laugh or cry, but could only agree.

"Okay, discuss where you want to eat."

"Row."

Seeing her on the phone, the two of them didn't bother much.

Cheng Zhan frowned and asked very dissatisfied: "Are you going to have dinner with Song Yu?"

"how?"

Xiang Yueming's tone was calm: "Can't it?"

Cheng Zhan said nothing.

Xiang Yueming shook her feet and made a simple stretch on the sofa, reminding him: "Cheng, I am single now. What's more, even if I have a partner, you can't restrict my freedom of making friends, right?"

She asked: "You are such a macho?"

"..."

She had said everything, Cheng Zhan couldn't hold back a word.

He squeezed his eyebrows and said lightly: "Let the assistant follow, don't be surprised."

"I know."

Xiang Yueming glanced at the time, she still had another scene to film.

"Hang up, I want to make a movie."

Cheng Zhan looked at the hung-up phone and looked at Ding Shu Mukuro!

Ding Qiliwei here: "Mr Cheng."

Cheng Zhan pointed: "I'm going to buy something."

Ding Jianshi pointed to Pan and looked at it. Not far away was a high-end shopping mall that he was relatively familiar with.

If you remember correctly, there is a mille-level cake shop in this mall, Xiang Yueming likes it very much.

The driver pulled over and stopped, Ding Zhu was beside Cheng Zhan. Originally, he wanted to buy it for Cheng Zhan himself, but after thinking about it, he still didn't make such a proposal.

Although the matter of his boss chasing people was magical, it seemed normal to put it on Xiang Yueming.

Not long after the two were together, Ding Titong was fascinated by Su Fanzheng.

Cheng Zhan is not a very tolerant person, no matter who he is, he doesn't have much patience.

But his patience and tolerance towards Xiang Yueming has gradually retreated. Sometimes Ding Jian, Ji Lumang Xiang Yueming may climb on top of his head, and he will indulge.

Sure enough, this is the case now.

He glanced at the man not far away, and asked in a deep voice, "Cheng, are you going back to the company?"

Cheng Zhan said lightly: "Go back."

Xiang Yueming didn't know Cheng Zhan was coming over, and they didn't eat well on the crew.

The crew is at school, and there are many delicious shops nearby. When not filming at night, either Song Yu entertains guests, or cruises, and occasionally other actors entertain guests, which is considered relaxing.

Xiang Yueming will follow occasionally, she can't not go once. Over time, I became acquainted with everyone.

If she was alone with Song Yu, she would definitely refuse. But there are other people, and Xiang Yueming doesn't worry much.

Of course, not because of Cheng Zhan. The main reason is that her career is not suitable for eating alone with male stars. It was photographed by the media, and there may be a hundred love stories.

After filming the last scene, Xiang Yueming changed into a pair of denim shorts and a t-shirt, looking young and beautiful.

Xu Miao looked at her and couldn't help but said, "Dancing, are the legs so beautiful?"

Xiang Yueming couldn't laugh or cry, looking at her eyes: "You didn't learn to dance, and your legs are beautiful."

Xu Miao shook her arms and said with a smile: "No way, if I have thick legs, the media will send news about Xu Miao's thick legs or something."

Xiang Yueming choked, but had to admit that what Xu Miao said was the truth.

Sometimes I eat a little bit more and are photographed by the media. Those who are married will be said to be pregnant, and those who are not married will be said to be fat. All in all, there are a lot of guesses.

A treat to Yueming, they chose a roadside shop for a long time.

It is said that the store has a history of decades near the school and it tastes very good.

Xiang Yueming glanced at it. There were barbecues, small porridge with vegetables, and shrimps they wanted to eat, and so on.

When the group passed by, they didn't care about their identity.

The nearby shops know that they are filming here, and many people are not surprised.

After sitting down, Xu Miao chatted with her.

"Netizens are still talking about your interview with Song Yu."

Xiang Yueming sipped his saliva and said silently, "Isn't it over yet?"

Xu Miao shook the phone and said with a smile, "How can it be so fast."

Sighed to Yueming.

Xu Miao looked at her, curious: "However, does your company really allow artists to fall in love?"

Xiang Yueming had a meal with the cup in her hand, after thinking about it, and saying, "I don't know."

"The broker didn't tell me when I signed the contract?" Xu Miao stared at her: "I signed with our company at the time, and the condition was that I could not fall in love for five years. If I fell in love, it would be considered a breach of contract."

Xiang Yueming: "..."

She looked at Xu Miao and blinked: "Really?"

Xu Miao nodded: "Secretly, you can, but you can't be known by fans."

The entertainment industry is like this, many rules are not deliberately broken. It's just feelings that can't be restricted by restrictions.

For fans, idol love is certainly not good. But from another perspective, love is free.

Right or wrong is sometimes hard to tell.

The only thing that Xiang Yueming was fortunate was that he did not follow the idol route. She is just the 18th line of soy sauce, not many people care.

She is not the idol chosen by fans who voted to spend money. She has everything she has now and relies on herself.

Of course, she will still worry about fans turning off.

After being silent for a while, Xiang Yueming said: "It's so difficult for an artist."

Xu Miao laughed: "Outsiders think that the artist is beautiful and there is money. What's the problem."

Xiang Yueming raised an eyebrow: "There are good and bad."

"Yeah, look at it."

Xiang Yueming nodded.

Xu Miao looked at her, "You haven't answered me yet. Didn't you have this condition when you signed the contract?"

"..." Xiang Yueming continued to drink water, feeling empty: "No."

At that time, she was with Cheng Zhan, and when the contract was given to her, the conditions were better than those of other artists.

If Cheng Zhan dared to stipulate that she was not allowed to fall in love, the first one would be his own face. Of course he would not do such a thing.

Xu Miao listened with envy.

"that's nice."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Song Yu focused on Xiang Yueming: "Your company really allows dating?"

Xiang Yueming: "Want to quit and come to our company?"

Song Yu smiled, raised an eyebrow and said, "The conditions are very attractive."

Xu Miao rolled his eyes and said without hesitation: "Ms. Song, if you are in a relationship, can your fans overturn your company, please."

Song Yu: "..."

Xiang Yueming smiled cooperatively beside her, and nodded in agreement.

Song Yu paused, with a bit of bitterness at the corners of her mouth: "So, Teacher Song wants to quit."

Xu Miao ignored him.

A few people gathered at the table and the food was very happy.

Xiang Yueming speaks few words, and usually only responds when he cue.

Song Yu watched her for a long while and asked in a low voice, "Do I need to serve the teacher?"

Xiang Yueming looked at him.

Song Yu pointed: "Do you really don't like to peel shrimp?"

Xiang Yueming was slightly startled and reacted.

"No need to."

She looked at Song Yu and said shallowly: "Ms. Song is polite, I don't dare to eat the shrimp you peeled. Don't toss."

Song Yu: "Do you dare not eat, or are you reluctant to eat?"

Xiang Yueming paused for a while and didn't immediately respond.

Xu Miao will go to the bathroom now, and the two actors on the opposite side are looking down at their mobile phones and chatting, and they don't pay attention to them here.

Xiang Yueming raised his eyes and met Song Yu's eyes.

The lights in the shop are warm tones, which is a kind of warm rendering.

Xiang Yueming knew that Song Yu looked good, but to be honest, it was not her type.

Of course, there is another reason.

Song Yu had hinted before. But not on the table, Xiang Yueming is generally ignored.

She can't run and tell people, I don't like you, don't like me or anything, Song Yu will treat her as a crazy.

Xiang Yueming's lips moved, and Xu Miao came back just as he was about to speak.

"Xiaoyue'er, do you want to drink?"

Xiang Yueming looked at her smilingly and nodded: "Okay, drink a little bit."

"Row."

By the end of the meal, Xiang Yueming didn't have a chance to tell Song Yu clearly.

When I walked to the door of the hotel, Xu Miao's cell phone rang, and she waved to the two of them: "You go up first, I'll go over there to answer the phone."

Xiang Yueming nodded.

She and Song Yu entered the elevator, and their rooms were on the same floor. There were other people in the elevator, and Xiang Yueming didn't say anything.

From the elevator, the room for two people is in two directions.

Xiang Yueming looked at Song Yu for a long while, then turned his back to his room and shouted: "Mr. Song."

Song Yu looked back at her and smiled: "What?"

Xiang Yueming raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were clear and bright, and they seemed to be filled with spring water.

She smiled slightly and said quietly: "I forgot to answer the question just now."

She said: "I don't want to eat, and I don't want to eat."

Song Yu was startled and smiled bitterly: "It must be like this?"

"Yeah." Xiang Yueming nodded, and she smiled: "I have someone I like."

Song Yu was stunned and looked at her with blazing eyes: "Aren't you afraid that I will expose it to you?"

"What are you afraid of?" Xiang Yueming said frankly, "Isn't it normal for my age to have someone I like? Besides, you don't know who I like."

Song Yu: "..."

He was speechless by Xiang Yueming.

Xiang Yueming smiled at him slightly and reminded him: "Mr. Song, don't do these misunderstandings and misleading words in the future. It's nice to finish the film happily."

Song Yu was silent for a long while and nodded.

"I really envy."

Xiang Yueming was startled.

Song Yu smiled quickly: "Envy the person you like."

Xiang Yueming said "um", and joked in agreement: "Indeed, I also envy him."

Song Yu: "..."

He waved his hand: "Okay, go back and rest."

Xiang Yueming nodded, turned and walked towards him. The two ran in opposite directions.

-

Xiang Yueming's room was at the end of the corridor. After walking for a while, she noticed that a line of sight was always on her.

She frowned and raised her eyes, and saw the man standing in the dark.

The man wrapped a tie in his hand and put a large bag near his feet. He wears glasses, with his legs folded, leaning lazily against the corner of the wall.

Holding the phone in the other hand, the screen lit up, as if looking at some information.

Cheng Zhan seemed to be aware of it and raised his eyes to look at her.

The lights in the corridors of the hotel are not bright, and even have a dim and dim smell, which makes people not so real.

He had glasses on the bridge of his nose, and the expression on his face made Xiang Yueming even more confused. Of course, the more important thing is that he can't clearly see the emotions in his pupils.

Xiang Yueming looked at him in surprise, and just wanted to ask when he came. Suddenly, she thought of the scene where she and Song Yu were standing face to face. For a while, she was not sure whether Cheng Zhan heard the conversation between them.

Xiang Yueming opened his mouth, before he had time to speak, Cheng Zhan put away the phone first, and said in a calm tone: "Three minutes and twenty seconds."

"...?"

Xiang Yueming looked at him in shock: "What?"

Cheng Zhanyun calmly said: "You chat with him."

Xiang Yueming: "..."

She was speechless for a while, looking at his hand, her eyelids twitched: "Are you counting the time?"

Cheng Zhan nodded.

Xiang Yueming choked, looked at him for a long while, very speechless.

"is it necessary."

Cheng Zhan: "Yes."

Xiang Yueming took out his room card and opened the door, and whispered: "Why are you here?"

"Hmm." Cheng Zhan replied lightly, "What do you think."

Xiang Yueming glanced back at him, but didn't stop him from entering the room. Instead of talking outside and being seen by others, it's better to let him in smoothly.

"How do I know." She muttered, "Aren't you busy?"

As far as she knows, Cheng Zhan has been very busy recently.

Cheng Zhan put things on the table and replied: "Busy."

Xiang Yueming wanted to ask, what else are you busy doing. But after a pair of Cheng Zhan's deep eyes, the words went back.

The two knew what Cheng Zhan had come to do.

"When did you arrive? Why don't you call me?"

Cheng Zhan paused and glanced at her: "If I remember correctly, I should still be on your blacklist."

"..."

Xiang Yueming choked and stared at him: "Don't you have no other numbers?"

Cheng Zhan calmly said, "It's inconvenient to use." He looked at Xiang Yueming and added: "It's not convenient to make a phone call."

Xiang Yueming forbeared him, took out his mobile phone in anger, first released Cheng Zhan from the WeChat blacklist, and then released his previous number.

After doing this, she glared at him angrily, and said angrily: "Is it all right? Cheng Zong."

Cheng Zhan didn't dare to respond, he looked down at her: "What did you eat at night?"

Xiang Yueming looked at his eyes: "You are still a suitor now."

Cheng Zhan chuckles: "I know."

He looked at her with scorching eyes and reminded in a low voice: "If not, just now--" He paused on purpose and rubbed her hair vigorously, "I'll pass."

Xiang Yueming: "..."

She patted Cheng Zhan's hands, her face was a little hot.

"Don't touch my hair, blame you for messy hairstyle."

Cheng Zhan curled her lower lip, admiring her blushing face. He bent over and approached her, breathing on her cheeks, and laughed lowly: "How come you haven't noticed before, you are so easily shy?"

Xiang Yueming pushed him away, and rolled his eyes slightly: "Who is shy?"

Cheng Zhan pointed, calmly, "Your ears are red."

Xiang Yueming raised his eyes and glanced: "That's too hot, the room didn't have time to turn on the air conditioner."

Cheng Zhan lightly.

Xiang Yueming pretended not to hear, went to the side and picked up the remote control to turn on the air conditioner.

After doing all this, she turned her eyes to what Cheng Zhan had brought, "What is that?"

"See for yourself."

Xiang Yueming: "..."

She glanced at the man who sat down on one side, really thinking that he was not chasing people.

"I do not watch."

She picked up the airs of the pursued, arrogantly: "If you don't open it, you won't watch it."

The room was quiet, Cheng Zhan paused, but got up and demolished it for her.

"Eat or not?"

After seeing the outer packaging, Xiang Yueming's eyes began to glow. She nodded without hesitation: "Eat."

Cheng Zhan curled his lower lip silently, and a smile flashed in his eyes: "Aren't you afraid of gaining weight?"

"..." Xiang Yueming touched his cheek and looked at him: "Am I getting fat recently?"

Cheng Zhan looked at her, her pupils were dark and bright, and there seemed to be a kind of fire inside.

Xiang Yueming was a little uncomfortable being watched by him.

She didn't open her eyes, and said with difficulty: "Cheng Zhan, haven't you seen it yet?" She complained, "Why have you been watching for so long?"

Cheng Zhan squeezed her cheek, her voice low and hoarse. The night outside the window fell into her ears.

The two people's current postures are intimate, like a couple's ears and temples.

"I haven't seen it for a long time, I want to take a good look."

Xiang Yueming was startled, his heart beating wildly disobedient.

The roots of her ears started to become hot, and even her cheeks were obviously flushed.

Cheng Zhan's sincere provocation made Xiang Yueming helpless.

She pursed her lips and lowered her eyes to make herself look normal.

"You didn't watch the news?"

Cheng Zhan smiled lightly: "I saw it."

He said in a calm tone, "You and Song Yu are in good agreement."

Xiang Yueming heard the strong smell of soy sauce in these words. She blinked and looked up at him: "No wonder the barbecue I had tonight was a bit salty."

Cheng Zhan looked at her eyes.

Xiang Yueming raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Maybe the boss put too much soy sauce."

Cheng Zhan snorted and unpacked her: "Eat some, put in the refrigerator if you can't eat."

Xiang Yueming looked at him: "You won't eat with me?"

Cheng Zhan doesn't like sweets, but looking at the expectation in her eyes, he nodded.

"eat a bit."

"Have you eaten?"

Cheng Zhan: "No."

Xiang Yueming said "Oh", took out the phone, and smiled crookedly: "Then I can order you fried rice with soy sauce?"

Cheng Zhan glanced at her meaningfully.

Xiang Yueming snorted softly, "You order by yourself, go back early after eating."

As she said, she looked at the next bag: "Is there anything in it?"

"Ok."

Cheng Zhan motioned: "Take it yourself."

Xiang Yueming did not refuse this time. She poked her head and looked into the bag. After seeing the contents, she turned her head to look at Cheng Zhan in shock and surprise.

"You bought it?"

"Yeah." Cheng Zhan got up, took out the bracelet inside and opened it, holding her hand, "try it?"

Xiang Yueming looked at the latest bracelet of a certain brand, and she moved a little.

Before the launch, she was ready to buy it. But recently I have been filming on the crew and have no time to buy it. What's more, this bracelet is not cheap, nor can it be bought with money, it is a limited edition.

Xiang Yueming looked at the pale white moon shape above, glanced at the man in front of him, and withdrew his hand.

"Mr. Cheng, in our relationship, it is inappropriate to give such an expensive gift?"

Cheng Zhan swept her eyes lightly, and Yun Danfeng asked, "Where is it inappropriate?"

Xiang Yueming pursed her lips, "What if someone says I am greedy for your money."

"That's not very good." Cheng Zhan put the bracelet on her, and said softly: "At least I have money to make you miss."