Pampering

In an instant, Xiang Yueming's neck also turned red.

When the mileage of the car was expressionless and emotionless, she was still in the acceptable range.

The rainbow fart of fans has always been like this. She occasionally finds it funny and interesting, but she does not care too much. It was only when he read it now that she felt an indescribable sense of shame.

The man leaned very close, his breath vented in her ears. In this box, his breath was hot with a trace of heat, scorching her.

Xiang Yueming glanced at him and pushed him on the table, but couldn't push away.

She blushed, biting her lip and staring at him.

Cheng Zhan chuckled lightly, the corners of her lips raised, and before she was about to blow her hair, she let go.

Xiang Yueming breathed a sigh of relief, and when she raised her eyes again, she met Shen Muqing's narrow gaze.

When she reached her lips, she instantly forgot.

Shen Muqing blinked at the two and shook her head with emotion: "Forget it, forget it, I won't be this villain, and leave some space and time for Cheng Zhan."

She turned her head to look to the other side, also feeling boring: "I'll go dancing downstairs."

"..."

After that, she also took Yan Qiuzhi away.

The meaning of the two is profound, and she is not unheard of.

After leaving, Xiang Yueming moved her position silently.

Cheng Zhan looked funny and leaned back in the chair to look at her, "Just want to stay away from me?"

Xiang Yueming tilted her head to look at him, regaining her spirit: "You are taking advantage of being too close."

She confidently said: "I'm not stupid."

Cheng Zhan: "..."

He raised his hand and patted her head, dumbfounded: "When did I take advantage of you?"

"Just now."

Xiang Yueming looked at his hand very seriously: "Cheng, can you remember your current identity?"

Cheng Zhan was speechless, raised his hand and squeezed his brow bone, and said helplessly, "Okay."

Looking at him like this, Xiang Yueming couldn't do it anymore.

She herself is just talking casually.

The box was very large, Chen Lunan and Jiang Chen were chatting on the other side, and there was no time to take care of it. It's kind of like when they don't exist together.

The lights on their side are not bright, and the dim yellowish tones that are especially turned on, exaggerating the atmosphere.

Xiang Yueming stared at the wine on the table for a while, then looked at the man next to him: "Why don't you chat with them?"

"Huh?" Cheng Zhan didn't even look at that side, and said lightly: "Be with you."

Xiang Yueming blinked, "Oh" and said, "What can I do with me? I'm not a kid anymore."

Cheng Zhan didn't laugh.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the wine in front of her, his voice was inexplicably confusing: "Do you like this wine?"

Xiang Yueming took a sip and savored it carefully: "It's okay."

Cheng Zhan raised his eyebrows: "Don't you like it very much?"

"Yeah." Xiang Yueming tasted it: "It feels a bit astringent."

Cheng Zhan nodded and looked at her: "Do you want to try others?"

Xiang Yueming's eyes brightened, and he looked at him in surprise: "Any new ones?"

"The bartender made it, not bad." He looked at Yueming: "Go on down?"

Xiang Yueming just wanted to go to the lobby on the first floor, so of course he would refuse the invitation.

She didn't want to nod her head, "Okay."

Cheng Zhan: "..."

Seeing her so excited, he suddenly regretted his proposal.

-

One of the most lively places at night is a bar.

Most of the people who come in Jiang Chen's bar are also qualified. After all, it is also a membership system, and those who don't have any identity, status and financial resources can't enter.

The downstairs is very lively, this will happen to be lively.

As soon as Xiang Yueming and Cheng Zhan went down, they watched a wonderful performance.

She listened to the voice, her eyes filled with laughter.

"Want to play?"

Cheng Zhan looked at the desire in her eyes and didn't mind asking questions.

Xiang Yueming nodded, but felt that it was not appropriate: "Too tired, I want to go another day."

Although she is headstrong, she also considers her legs. The strength of her ankle tonight has exceeded what she can afford in daily life, and jumping on this leg is really useless.

Cheng Zhan noticed her emotional changes, and her Adam's apple rolled up and down: "Go over there and take you to drink."

The two went to the bar.

Cheng Zhan is obviously an acquaintance here, and the bartender greeted him well: "Cheng."

Cheng Zhan nodded and looked at Xiang Yueming: "What do you want to drink?"

"What's the matter?"

The bartender looked at her, smiled and introduced her: "Why don't you let me make a free drink? Do you like it or not."

Xiang Yueming nodded: "Okay."

The bartender is proficient in his movements and can show off his skills, which is very cool.

Xiang Yueming looked at it and found it quite interesting.

After a while, a glass of light blue wine was placed in front of her.

Xiang Yueming looked at the color in the cup and looked particularly pleasing to the eye. She raised her eyebrows and praised sincerely: "It's beautiful."

"Miss Xiang, try it."

Xiang Yueming was startled and looked at him in surprise.

As if understanding the doubts in her eyes, the bartender smiled and said, "We all know the news about Mr. Cheng."

Hearing this, Xiang Yueming smiled embarrassedly, "That's it."

Cheng Zhan laughed beside him and asked in a low voice, "What are you blushing for?"

Xiang Yueming looked at him, "You control me."

Cheng Zhan smiled lazily, with a calm tone: "Tutorial."

"..." Xiang Yueming was unable to refute, so she could only secretly look at him.

"Try it first, if it doesn't taste good, let him adjust other things for you."

Xiang Yueming was not polite, and after a few mouthfuls, his eyes lit up, he liked it.

"It's delicious."

The bartender breathed a sigh of relief: "Miss Xiang, just like it."

When Cheng Zhan looked at her peachy eyes, his heart moved slightly: "Like?"

Xiang Yueming nodded.

Cheng Zhan paused for a while, lowered his head and asked in her ear: "Give me a taste?"

"..." Xiang Yueming shook his hand, and the cup almost slipped from his hand.

She looked at the man and was speechless for a while.

The two looked at each other, the man's pupils were dark and bright, and the tails of his eyes were long and narrow, reflecting her appearance in his eyes.

Xiang Yueming paused, and silently moved the cup toward Cheng Zhan.

Cheng Zhan smiled very lightly, the voice still clearly in her ears in this noisy bar, there was an indescribable ambiguity.

Xiang Yueming glared at him, "I can't help but give you a taste."

Cheng Zhan is good at it: "Thank you, Teacher Xiang."

The bartender looked at the two of them and turned around to do something else. It would be better for him not to eat dog food.

When Cheng Zhan drank, he didn't know whether it was intentional or intentional. The place where his lips pressed happened to leave a little bit of lipstick to Yueming.

It's where she just took a sip.

Of course, this is not the point.

The point is that Cheng Zhan deliberately watched her while drinking.

If it weren't for a lot of people around looking at them, Xiang Yueming really had an urge to **** the glass of wine from him.

Cheng Zhan savored it carefully, took a couple of sips, and looked at her with a smile in his eyes, his voice dumb: "It's really good."

"..."

Don't open your eyes to Xiang Yueming, silently move the glass of wine back in front of him, "Rogue."

Cheng Zhan didn't hear her muttering clearly, and deliberately asked, "What?"

Xiang Yueming glared at him: "It's nothing, what's not bad? Can Cheng always say one, two, three?"

Cheng Zhan pondered for a moment, and commented: "Very sweet."

The bartender couldn't listen to this.

He looked back at Cheng Zhan and said unhurriedly, "Cheng, there is no sugar in this glass of wine."

Cheng Zhan raised his eyebrows: "Really?"

He said calmly: "Why do I drink so sweet."

Xiang Yueming couldn't bear it and kicked him.

Cheng Zhan couldn't help but feel like she was very interesting.

"Am I wrong?"

Cheng Zhan looked at her with a smile, "Don't you think it is sweet?"

"not sweet!"

Xiang Yueming plucked his eyes and muttered: "How can there be sweetness."

Cheng Zhan smiled and did not explain.

The two stayed at the bar and didn't talk much, and they felt comfortable sitting like this.

After a while, someone came out to say hello to Cheng Zhan.

Cheng Zhan looked around and said something to her: "I'm going to talk, don't run around here, you can go to Yan Qiuzhi and the others if you are bored."

"know."

After Cheng Zhan left, Xiang Yueming looked to the other side, Yan Qiuzhi and Shen Muqing didn't know where they were. She is not in a hurry, nor is she afraid of anything.

Xiang Yueming silently tasted the wine in front of him, drinking and chatting with Yu Yuan.

While chatting, someone suddenly sat down next to him.

Xiang Yueming didn't care too much when the shadow of someone fell. Continue to chat with Yu Yuan.

Suddenly, a call of her name came from nearby.

Xiang Yueming looked sideways, looking at the people coming.

Jiang Qingyun has actually paid attention to her for a long time, and has seen it since she and Cheng Zhan got down.

Originally, she didn't expect to come over to say hello at this time, but being urged by others, Jiang Qingyun still came.

She wanted to see, let Cheng Zhan publicly express what the person she liked looked like.

Jiang Qingyun doesn't look bad, and Xiang Yueming looks really good, with a special taste. But Jiang Qingyun didn't think that Cheng Zhan was a superficial person.

The two eyes met, Jiang Qingyun paused slightly and introduced: "Hello, Miss Xiang."

Xiang Yueming looked at her outstretched hand, and nodded indifferently: "Hello."

Jiang Qingyun saw that she didn't mean to stretch out her hand, and was slightly embarrassed. She smiled and calmly retracted her hand.

"I am Jiang Qingyun."

Xiang Yueming said "um" and said lightly: "Miss Jiang."

Jiang Qingyun looked at her and asked softly, "Is this your first time in a bar?"

Xiang Yueming looked at her and didn't say a word.

Jiang Qingyun explained: "Miss Xiang, don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else, just chat and ask questions."

"Oh." Xiang Yueming smiled slightly: "Then I should have the right to choose to answer or not to answer, right?"

Jiang Qingyun: "..."

She choked, unexpectedly she was so sharp-toothed, "Of course."

Xiang Yueming looked back at her with a smile and continued to drink.

It just so happened that Yu Yuan's message came, she looked down and responded.

Yu Yuan: [Hey, I also want to go to the bar to play, but I'm filming ooooooooo! 】

Xiang Yueming: [I withdrew what I said before, the bar is not fun. 】

Yu Yuan: [Why? 】

Xiang Yueming: [It's annoying to have someone I don't know. 】

She is not a person who likes to deal with strangers, nor is she a familiar type.

Some people are familiar with each other because they have an affinity. But she really doesn't want to pay attention to people who have no eyes.

Jiang Qingyun looked at her up close for a moment, feeling very emotional. She cleared her throat, trying to get Xiang Yueming's attention: "Miss Xiang is an artist."

Xiang Yueming raised his eyes, and said clearly, "Are you asking knowingly?" in his eyes.

Jiang Qingyun didn't quite understand the meaning of her eyes, and said with a smile, "I have read some of the information from Miss Xiang."

Xiang Yueming looked at her, waiting for her next sentence.

Jiang Qingyun looked at her and asked softly, "I wonder if Miss Xiang is interested in food endorsements?"

She explained her intention: "I think Miss Xiang has a very good image, and she is very suitable for the endorsement of the food subsidiary of Jiang's Group."

She said: "Ms. Xiang of the Jiang Group should understand, right?"

Xiang Yueming didn't speak, but watched her performance quietly.

When Jiang Qingyun finished speaking, Xiang Yueming chuckled lightly, and she said sternly, "Miss Jiang, if you are talking about work, you can find my agent."

Jiang Qingyun smiled: "Isn't this just happened to meet Miss Xiang, let me say hello to you first."

Xiang Yueming smiled slightly: "I think about it."

"Yes." Jiang Qingyun did not force her to agree now, she didn't expect her to agree.

After a quiet meeting, Jiang Qingyun asked with a smile: "Why hasn't Brother Cheng Zhan come back?"

Xiang Yueming's eyelids twitched and looked at her with a smile: "You may have to ask him about this, I don't know."

Jiang Qingyun said "Ah" and said apologetically, "I'm sorry."

She smiled and said, "I forgot. Brother Cheng Zhan doesn't like people asking him whereabouts."

She chatted with Xiang Yueming: "It used to be like this, but I didn't expect it to be like this now."

"..."

Xiang Yueming smiled, and the corners of her lips curled: "No." Facing Jiang Qingyun's suspicious eyes, Xiang Yueming said quietly: "I am too lazy to ask, I am not interested."

The smile on Jiang Qingyun's face froze.

Xiang Yuemingyun said lightly: "Why should you care about a man's whereabouts?"

She shook the goblet in her hand and said gently and gently: "What's more, this man is one of my suitors."

Jiang Qingyun: "..."

She looked at the smile on Xiang Yueming's face, endured forbearance, and whispered: "Miss Xiang is really joking."

Xiang Yueming raised her eyebrows, and said, "Miss Jiang thought it was a joke."

As soon as the voice fell, she heard the bartender stammered and shouted: "Cheng...Cheng."

The two turned their heads, Cheng Zhan stood not far behind them, not knowing if he had listened to what he said just now.

Xiang Yueming glanced at him, and quickly looked away.

Jiang Qingyun smiled, with a gentle expression: "Brother Cheng Zhan."

She smiled and said, "Where did you go, how can you leave Miss Xiang here alone?"

Cheng Zhan glanced at her and asked faintly: "Why are you here?"

Jiang Qingyun explained with a smile: "I saw Miss Xiang being bored here alone, and chatted with her for a while."

Cheng Zhan nodded and said nothing.

He turned his head to look at Yueming and asked in a low voice, "Are you bored?"

"not boring."

Xiang Yueming smiled and said, "Miss Jiang is looking for me to talk about cooperation."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Zhan raised his eyebrows: "Really, what cooperation?"

He looked at Jiang Qingyun curiously: "Which product of Jiang's endorsement has expired?"

The Jiang's he was talking about was by no means the inconspicuous subsidiary products.

Jiang Qingyun laughed and looked at Cheng Zhan, "Brother Cheng Zhan is really good at joking. I just think Miss Xiang has a good image, so I have to chat with her casually. I have to look at the details."

Cheng Zhan nodded, put his hand on Xiang Yueming's shoulder, nodded and said, "There are good artists in our company to consider."

He looked down at Xiang Yueming, his tone softened a bit, "Is it tired?"

Xiang Yueming pinched his arm, gritted his teeth and said, "I want to go back a bit."

"Then we go back."

Xiang Yueming was startled, "Don't you need to go upstairs to say hello?"

"No." Cheng Zhan said indifferently: "Someone will tell them."

Xiang Yueming said "Oh", but did not refuse.

"Then go."

Cheng Zhan nodded and hugged her from the high stool.

He glanced at Jiang Qingyun and said indifferently: "Let's go first. If you have cooperation, you can directly find the company staff."

Jiang Qingyun: "...good."

When the two disappeared from sight, friends gathered around.

"Qing Yun, how is it?"

She looked at Jiang Qingyun's face, and asked in a low voice, "Is there any chance to give her a chance?"

Jiang Qingyun's expression was not so good, she glared at her: "I blame you for the bad ideas."

"Ah? What's the matter?" The man asked unexpectedly: "Xiang Yueming is not easy to deal with?"

Jiang Qingyun thought of Xiang Yueming's few words just now, and sneered: "Don't underestimate her."

The friend was speechless, and patted her on the shoulder to comfort: "Don't worry, Cheng Zhan is just for fun. You and him are right."

Jiang Qingyun was silent for a few seconds, then said quietly: "Well, I will go to Cheng's house tomorrow."

...

-

Once out of the bar, Xiang Yueming pushed Cheng Zhan away.

Cheng Zhan looked at her sinking expression and put away his sternness.

"What did she say to you?"

"Nothing to say."

Cheng Zhan looked at her expression uneasy and asked in a low voice, "Are you sure?"

"Ok."

Jiang Qingyun is not a fool, what can she say to hurt Xiang Yueming.

Cheng Zhan breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed her hair: "Don't worry about her."

Xiang Yueming said lightly and indifferently: "What do you care about?"

Cheng Zhan: "..."

He looked down at her, paused for a while, squeezed her cheek and explained: "I am not familiar with her."

Xiang Yueming said "Oh" without paying attention, "Cheng, it's not time to explain it yet."

She proudly said: "Our relationship does not need to be explained."

"..."

The two stood in a stalemate for a long while, and Cheng Zhan sighed: "I will take you home."

Xiang Yueming did not refuse.

After getting in the car, the two sat at both ends.

Looking down at the phone from Xiang Yueming, Cheng Zhan showed a slight irritation on his face.

Occasionally, the driver turned his head and glanced at the two men secretly, but he dared not get out of the air.

The car was strangely quiet.

Xiang Yueming felt boring, a little annoying. She actually knew that Cheng Zhan had nothing to do with Jiang Qingyun, but the words she said really made her uncomfortable.

The mobile phone vibration is a message from Xiaoxi, saying that Dancing Life wants to be a family member to interview and record, and it will be broadcast in the finals.

It can be regarded as encouragement by a loved one, so that everyone can understand them better.

Xiang Yueming was silent for a while, then replied: [Can I not do it? 】

Xiaoxi: [Ah...I don't know, elder sister, your parents don't want to be in the picture? 】

Xiang Yueming: [Not very convenient. 】

Xiaoxi: [Then find a friend? In fact, friends are fine too. 】

Xiang Yueming: [Friends are OK, let me ask Yu Yuan. 】

Xiaoxi: [Good. 】

While chatting, push news to Yuemingyou Weibo. She glanced inadvertently, her eyes slowly widening.

Xiang Yueming's eyes brightened, and he opened the news directly. It's an international orchestra coming to Beicheng to perform. The time has already been set, just in half a month.

Xiang Yueming was unexpected and pleasantly surprised, and quickly called Yu Yuan.

"Hey."

Yu Yuan is voting for her idol, which is still very exciting.

Xiang Yueming raised the volume and shouted, "Yu Yuan, have you watched the news feed?"

"what?"

"The band's tour."

Yu Yuan was startled and exclaimed: "Is that Ding Chu that?"

"Yes." Xiang Yueming was very excited: "It's her."

Yu Yuan: "When?"

Xiang Yueming: "In half a month."

Yu Yuan calculated the time and was excited: "Then send her a message later and ask when she will be back. They will definitely come back in advance to prepare."

Xiang Yueming smiled and said softly: "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, the group of three people she and Yu Yuan Dingchu had not chatted with for a long time became lively again.

The three of them all knew each other from high school. Although the university was separated, the relationship has not changed. It's just that Ding Chu is too busy at work. He runs around the world and rarely has time to come back.

At the gate of the community, the car stopped.

Cheng Zhan looked at her and whispered: "Here."

Because of Ding Chu's affairs, Xiang Yueming's mood has improved a bit, and Cheng Zhan's expression has also improved a bit.

Cheng Zhan opened the door to her and got out of the car.

"I can just go in by myself."

Cheng Zhan raised his eyes and looked at her like that.

Xiang Yueming: "...Let's go."

Cheng Zhan said "um", stared at her for a moment, and suddenly squatted in front of her.

Xiang Yueming was startled and looked at his back.

Because of regular exercise, the man’s back curvature is smooth, and there are even looming muscles exposed under his clothes. It is especially clear when viewed under a street lamp.

"What are you doing?"

"Come up."

Xiang Yueming was stunned: "It's not that I can't walk."

Cheng Zhan looked back at her eyes, his gaze fell on her lap, and his voice was low: "Carry you back."

Xiang Yueming opened his mouth and looked around: "This can go in for ten minutes at most."

Cheng Zhan said indifferently, "Can you hold your feet for ten minutes?"

Xiang Yueming stared at him in a daze, his eyes flashed: "You just...heard what my mother and me said?"

Cheng Zhan nodded, "Part of it."

Xiang Yueming's throat choked and suddenly she didn't know what to say.

Cheng Zhan repeated: "Xiang Yueming, come up."

She paused, and silently leaned forward.

Xiang Yueming smelled the familiar smell of the man, rubbed his back and gently said, "Don't think I will forgive you."

She whispered: "I just don't want to quarrel with you at the gate of the community."

Cheng Zhan sneered.

Xiang Yueming raised his hand and climbed up around his neck, feeling the muscles of his back, "What do you mean?"

"Forgive me what?"

Cheng Zhan asked in a low voice: "Me and Jiang Qingyun are simply knowing the relationship."

Xiang Yueming hummed softly, "But it's not like that shown by others."

Cheng Zhan raised his eyes: "What is she acting like?"

"I know you very well." Xiang Yueming gritted his teeth and emphasized in his ear: "Brother Cheng Zhan."

Cheng Zhan: "..."

He choked and patted her thigh: "Speak well."

"Humph." Xiang Yueming proudly said: "I won't."

Cheng Zhan didn't care about her, and asked seriously: "What else did you say."

"Ask me if I am not interested in the food endorsements of her subsidiary."

Cheng Zhan frowned.

"anything else."

Xiang Yueming: "Go and ask her yourself."

Cheng Zhan didn't ask any more questions.

He entered the elevator with Xiang Yueming behind his back, and whispered: "Don't believe her, she and I have said a few words."

Xiang Yueming nuancedly said, "Are you rich and powerful, don't you pay attention to the right business?"

Cheng Zhan raised his eyebrows, looking at her with a smile, "Want to marry me?"

Xiang Yueming smiled and looked at him.

Cheng Zhan quickly changed his words: "I don't know the others, my parents don't pay attention."

He paused and explained: "My mother is going to the scene tonight."

The smile on Xiang Yueming's face froze, looking at him incredulously: "What did you say?"

Cheng Zhan was stunned: "I forgot to say? My mother went to the scene to watch your performance."

Xiang Yueming glared at him, raising the volume: "Can you forget this too?"

Cheng Zhan: "..."

He paused to explain: "My mother said she was afraid that you would be under too much pressure, so I didn't let me tell you in advance."

"But you didn't say anything afterwards."

Cheng Zhan: "..."

He forgot, it's true.

The two silently looked at each other. Cheng Zhan looked at her nervous expression and touched her head: "Don't worry too much, my mother likes you very much."

He paused and said, "We have dinner in the evening. She is afraid that her elder will not be able to play with us. She will go back after watching your performance."

"……Oh."

Xiang Yueming walked to the door of his house and opened the door to enter the house, gouging out the man who followed.

"You... didn't mom say anything?"

Cheng Zhan went into the kitchen to pour water for her, and said lightly: "Say you dance well."

Xiang Yueming held the water cup and looked at him anxiously: "What else?"

"Let me catch someone early and take them home for dinner."

Xiang Yueming: "..."

She was startled, slightly surprised.

Before he could react, Cheng Zhan had already squatted down in front of her.

"What are you doing?"

Cheng Zhan looked at her feet with a deep voice: "Which side was injured?"

Xiang Yueming was stunned, and pointed: "Right."

Cheng Zhan stretched out his hand, his palms were hot, with a little summer warmth, clasping her ankles.

He watched carefully and saw no problems outside.

"Does it hurt?"

"...A little bit." Xiang Yueming said, "but I have medicine and I wipe it every day."

Cheng Zhan looked up at her: "Why didn't you tell me before."

Xiang Yueming pursed his lips and said to his dark pupils: "It's not a big deal, there is nothing to say."

Cheng Zhan squeezed her foot with a little force.

Xiang Yueming frowned and shouted: "Cheng Zhan."

Cheng Zhan let go, the emotions in his pupils were obvious.

He pointed: "Where is the medicine?"

"In the drawer."

"Go take a bath." Cheng Zhan urged her: "After taking a bath and applying medicine?"

"……Ok."

Xiang Yueming couldn't help him, so he could only take a bath first.

After coming out of the shower, Cheng Zhan didn't care about the small details, half kneeling on the carpet to give her medicine.

He is strong, but he also pays attention to his measure.

At the beginning, Xiang Yueming still felt pain, and after a few calls, Cheng Zhan's men began to show mercy.

After taking the medicine, Cheng Zhan looked at her: "Go back to the crew one day later."

Xiang Yueming looked at him in surprise.

Cheng Zhan said: "Take you to the hospital tomorrow."