Pampering

Little cute, it means that you do not love the author enough. Wenwen hid these words shyly, listening a little carelessly, but somehow the depression in Cheng Zhan's heart dissipated a bit.

Xiang Yueming has this ability, a few words arouse his anger, but he can disperse his anger with a light one or two.

Cheng Zhan didn't say anything. The dark pupils who were not covered by the glasses looked straight at her, the emotions in their eyes were vague.

Xiang Yueming was not afraid of him, and looked up at him.

"brother?"

Cheng Zhan's Adam's apple rolled, propped up from her side, and glanced at her with a pale eye: "Do you want to play such a role?"

Xiang Yueming nodded: "I wonder."

Cheng Zhan got up, stood on the side of the bed and raised his hand to untie his tie.

Because of the dinner, he wore a more formal shirt and trousers today than usual. But because the two of them had just been tossing, there were some wrinkles on the clothes and pants, which looked not so ironed.

Xiang Yueming subconsciously put his gaze on him, unable to look away.

Cheng Zhan's looks can surpass 95% of male stars in the circle. He works out all year round, both in terms of body proportions and body shape, better than most people.

The typical dress is thin and undressed, with wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs. When wearing glasses, he is a scumbag.

Xiang Yueming likes him to wear formal clothes. To be precise, she likes to watch him take off his formal clothes and transform from a well-dressed Mr. Cheng into an animal|beast, who is moved by her.

His pupils are dark and bright. At that time, Xiang Yueming will have an illusion that the person in front of him belongs to her physically and mentally.

Perceiving her gaze, Cheng Zhan tore his tie aside and dropped his eyes: "What?"

Xiang Yueming raised his lips and smiled, half kneeling on the bed and reaching out to him: "I will unbutton you."

Regardless of Cheng Zhantong's disagreement, she raised her hand to hold his clothes.

Cheng Zhan didn't mean anything, bending over to cooperate with her.

He glanced over her face, feeling very weak.

Xiang Yueming unbuttoned the buttons, feeling his breath falling on his cheek, and looked up at him: "Okay."

Cheng Zhan looked at her for a long while: "Go to bed early."

"?"

Xiang Yueming looked at the back of the man entering the bathroom, a little dazed.

She recalled the meaning of Cheng Zhan's words carefully, not tonight?

She raised her eyebrows, slightly surprised.

Subconsciously, she thought of Cheng Zhan's physical reaction just now. It didn't look like she hadn't reacted, so she was... hurt by her words?

Xiang Yueming thought, couldn't help but laugh.

She silently bent her lower lip, got up and walked into the bathroom.

The bathroom is full of steam and heat.

After hearing the sound, Cheng Zhan looked back and walked directly towards him.

Cheng Zhan's eyes darkened, just looking at her like that.

Xiang Yueming's eyes are naked|looking at him naked, and his brows are full and said: "I still like the appearance of my brother without clothes."

Cheng Zhan ignored her.

Xiang Yueming curled his lips, hooked his neck on tiptoes, and kissed him actively.

She moved up from her chin, mixed with warm drops of water, and pecked up little by little.

Xiang Yueming is awkward and cute when he does these. It's not very charming and sexy, but it makes Cheng Zhan feel unbearable, and has nothing to do with her.

"Do you really want to sleep?"

Xiang Yueming looked at him, "You don't want it?" She pretended to be sorry: "If you don't want it, I will—"

Before she finished speaking, she was picked up by the man, and a grinning kiss fell.

...

Cheng Zhan was full of depression in his heart and was not polite to her at all.

The back is cold marble, with a hot body in front, Xiang Yueming has nowhere to escape.

The sound of the water in the bathroom was mixed with men and women's gasps, which made people hear not so real, but it gave birth to a sound that evoked people's imagination.

The light above her head seemed to be dazzling, which made Xiang Yueming feel dizzy. After two more visits, she might really faint in this lust.

-

Back on the bed, Xiang Yueming was extremely tired.

She glanced at the man who opened the quilt and went to bed, and leaned forward on her own initiative.

Cheng Zhan looked at her and ignored her.

Xiang Yueming smiled helplessly, and took the initiative to curl up in his arms: "Cheng, why are you so angry, you haven't calmed down yet?"

There was a little red at the end of her eyes, which was just tossed out by him.

Xiang Yueming knew how to calm him down, and deliberately said: "My back is red."

Cheng Zhan had a meal: "Where."

"See it for yourself." Xiang Yueming grieved and said: "I have sacrificed myself in this way, are you still suffocating?"

"..."

Cheng Zhan glanced at her and did not miss the cunning in her eyes. He twitched his lips lightly, but then he liked her.

"Give you medicine?"

"No need to."

Xiang Yueming opened his hand to him: "You just need to hug me."

Cheng Zhan paused and pulled the person into his arms.

The room was quiet, everything returned to peace.

Xiang Yueming yawned, and when he was about to fall asleep, a man's low voice came from one side: "If you want to take a picture, take it."

Xiang Yueming was startled, and bends her lips silently: "I see."

She buried her head and rubbed his neck, opened her mouth and bit his shoulder, "Love you brother."

Cheng Zhan looked at the heartless person asleep, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

He raised his hand and tucked the quilt for her, holding her tighter.

-

Xiang Yueming temporarily has a few days to rest, but she is lazy and doesn't want to go out to play, so she stays at home every day, watching scripts and watching movies.

Cheng Zhan was on a business trip, and she was at ease.

On this day, Sister Xia called her.

"I have negotiated with you about the contract."

Xiang Yueming raised his eyebrows and stood in the cloakroom choosing clothes: "What about then."

"I said over there, change it to a two-person endorsement shoot, and ask if you want it."

Hearing this, Xiang Yueming sneered: "I'm shooting with Song Fei?"

"Correct."

Xiang Yueming hooked up a suspender skirt that accidentally fell, and she couldn't help but ask: "What does the brand think, are you afraid that our fans will fight?"

Sister Xia sighed helplessly: "It is impossible to terminate the contract with Song Fei over there."

"I know." Xiang Yueming: "What do you think of the double endorsement?"

Sister Xia pondered for a moment, and said earnestly: "Actually, it's not bad, it's considered a stir for you."

She said: "It is said on the Internet that you are disagreeable. It may be possible to break everyone's impression of you by taking an endorsement."

"Why break it?" Xiang Yueming asked indifferently: "We didn't agree."

Sister Xia: "..."

She was speechless for a while: "Are you planning to sing against me now?"

Xiang Yueming smiled: "Not really."

She thought for a while: "I will consider it and give you the answer this afternoon."

"Okay, dinner together at night if possible."

After hanging up the phone, Xiang Yueming felt a little boring, and clicked on the phone to send some harassing messages to Cheng Zhan.

-

Xiang Yueming is boring, but Cheng Zhan is a bit busy.

There was a problem with the hotel over Jiangcheng, and a guest staying at the hotel clamored that he had lost important items in the hotel.

Originally, Cheng Zhan did not need to be present on this little matter, but this guest had a special identity. Jiang Cheng did need to reorganize, so he went.

When the news from Xiang Yueming came, Cheng Zhan was listening to the red-faced faces of the managers in front of him, and no one backed down.

The emotion on his face was very weak. Ding Quan looked at him, faintly feeling that Cheng Zhan was on the verge of getting angry.

He mourned for a few seconds for his little heart and these managers.

Suddenly, the phone on one side vibrated.

Ding Quan glanced over, and there was only one person on the WeChat message that Cheng Zhan had not set to do not disturb.

Sure enough, he saw Cheng Zhan pick up the phone.

After that, the indifference on Cheng Zhan's face really faded.

Xiang Yueming sent several photos over, and finally did not forget to ask: [Cheng, which set is the most beautiful. 】

Cheng Zhan flipped through the photos and found that Xiang Yueming was beautiful, with a dusty temperament, even if he was wearing a linen cloth, they were all pretty.

Cheng Zhan tapped his fingers on the tabletop, looked at her bare white skin, and replied: [Where are you going. 】

Xiang Yueming: [For the endorsement we talked about before, the brand said that we will arrange for me and Song Fei to speak together, and we will talk about it after meeting. 】

Cheng Zhan: [Whatever. 】

Xiang Yueming: [? casual? I don’t want to be casual, I’m going to dress her up nicely! ! 】

Cheng Zhan looked at her news and pulled the corners of his lips up unconsciously.

He grinned at the corner of his mouth, and typed a line slowly to comfort the frowning person over there.

Cheng Zhan: [You can wear her whatever you want. 】

Xiang Yueming: [? 】

Xiang Yueming: [Have you eaten candy today? 】

Cheng Zhan: [...Double endorsement is not necessary, are you sure you want this endorsement? 】

Xiang Yueming: [No, I am purely trying to make trouble, you don't know! The last time I met them for dinner, they filled me with a lot of alcohol, and I vomited. I don't think they have paid attention to my backstage at all! 】

Xiang Yueming: [Cheng, do you feel provoked? 】

Cheng Zhan looked at her series of news, but he didn't feel provoked.

But he knew what Xiang Yueming meant.

He raised his eyes and looked at the managers who were still arguing: "Get out."

Everyone was taken aback and turned to look at him.

Cheng Zhan put away his cell phone, his expression faint: "You have to make a noise, and come in again when there is a result."

Everyone: "..."

They cast their gazes on Ding Quan. Ding Quan shook his head at them and signaled: "Everyone, go out first, Cheng always has something else to do."

After everyone went out, Cheng Zhan turned his head and confessed a few words to Ding Quan.

Ding Quan nodded: "I know Mr. Cheng, I will arrange for someone to deal with it."

Cheng Zhan: "Go ahead."

-

Xiang Yueming looked at the unanswered news and curled his lips boredly.

She threw away the phone and returned the news to Sister Xia that she was going to eat.

It's still early, and Xiang Yueming is not in a hurry.

She sent a message to the makeup artist, asking her to come later and crawled back to bed to rest.

When she woke up, Aunt Xu came to call her.

"Little Moon."

Xiang Yueming looked at her: "Aunt Xu."

Aunt Xu smiled and pointed and said, "Someone will come and give you something, go down and have a look?"

Xiang Yueming was stunned: "Who?"

After walking downstairs, she saw several women standing in a row.

"Miss Xiang."

Xiang Yueming: "..."

She tilted her head and glanced at the box in their hands and the clothes hanging on one side, and it was instantly clear.

"This is delivered by Mr. Cheng on our behalf. What do you like?"

In addition to clothes, Cheng Zhan also sent people bags and jewelry.

This is completely supportive of her going to Yan pressure posture.

The temperature in the room gradually rose, and Xiang Yueming's slender neck was reflected on the transparent glass, and she leaned back slightly. And the slap marks when she was lying on her stomach.

...

After it was over, Xiang Yueming lay lazily on the bed, not wanting to move a finger.

She casually put on a nightdress with suspenders, exposing large areas of snow-white skin, which contrasted sharply with the dark sheets.

Cheng Zhan came out of the bathroom and saw this scene.

His footsteps paused, his dark and bright pupils darkened a bit, and his voice was not as clear as the original, but it became much lower.

"Not sleepy yet?"

Xiang Yueming glanced at him: "You are too noisy."

Cheng Zhan hummed and squeezed her face, "Really."

He said: "I didn't think you were arguing just now, do you think of me now?"

Xiang Yueming instantly understood what he meant. He was referring to the voice she called.

Thinking of this, she kicked him unbearably.

"Cheng Zhan."

Cheng Zhan answered, grabbed her ankle, felt the delicate skin there, and the rough palms lingered on it, "What?"

Xiang Yueming couldn't stand his provocation like this, she struggled to withdraw her feet and shrank into a ball.

Cheng Zhan didn't play with her anymore, opened the quilt and went to bed.

He raised his hand and pulled the person into his arms.

"What did I just say."

Xiang Yueming yawned and said, "I was photographed tonight."

Cheng Zhan was clear: "Is that why you want to check the post?"

Xiang Yueming smelled the deep scent on his body, and felt like he could fall asleep immediately.

But he still answered: "I also uninstalled your Weibo."

Cheng Zhan: "..."

He bowed his head and pinched her face: "The courage is getting bigger and bigger."

Hearing this, Xiang Yueming smiled.

She lay down in Cheng Zhan's arms, blinked at him, Jiao Didi said, "It's all my brother taught well."

"..."

-

What she said is really true.

Xiang Yueming's courage was all trained by Cheng Zhan. It's a bit too much to say connivance, but it might be more appropriate to say that training is more appropriate.

She suddenly thought of when the two met.

Before Xiang Yueming, he was a soft personality. She was a student at the dance school, and later went to the film school because of a foot injury.

Although Xiang Yueming's birth is not a rich and noble family, it is still a well-off family. Parents are kind and have always believed in being kind to others.

Since childhood, she has also learned these.

But after college, the world is not the same as she perceives.

Most people seem to have to do something contrary to their original intention for some benefit.

When Xiang Yueming met Cheng Zhan for the first time, she was taken to a meal by an acquaintance, saying that she was just having a meal together and getting to know each other.

In their line of business, it is inevitable to settle for dinner and drinking.

There was Cheng Zhan at that dinner, he was sitting at the main seat, and no one dared to come forward to strike up a conversation.

Xiang Yueming has been sitting quietly in the corner without speaking. Later, she was called frequently, and she was dragged to move a few positions, and she was filled with a lot of alcohol by a man with a big belly.

When the meal was about to end, the man offered to send it to Yueming.

Xiang Yueming didn't want to refuse.

Perhaps the coldness and resistance on her body were too obvious, and the person wanted to force her away.

When Xiang Yueming was struggling, he happened to hit Cheng Zhan coming out of the corner.

At that moment, she didn't know where the courage came from, and raised her hand to Cheng Zhan's clothes.

...

After that, she was taken away by Cheng Zhan.

When getting in the car, he asked her: "Do you know if you follow me, the same result?"

Xiang Yueming stared at his deep pupils for a moment, and said seriously, "You are not that kind of person."

Cheng Zhan chuckled softly.

For some reason, Xiang Yueming added another sentence: "Even if the result is the same, you are better than him."

She seemed to see Cheng Zhan smile and motioned for her to get in the car.

The driver took the two to the hotel.

However, Xiang Yueming was the only one who checked into the hotel that night, and Cheng Zhan did not move her.

The real intersection between the two was a few months later.

Cheng Zhan kindly told her that with him, doing good deeds will not exceed twice.

After that, Xiang Yueming and Cheng Zhan maintained this inexplicable relationship.

It's not exactly a gold|master and a lover, but it's not like a boyfriend or girlfriend. Among them, it is more appropriate to say that each takes what they need.

Cheng Zhan taught her to look at people, gave her the resources she wanted, and told her that she could be presumptuous.

Whoever trips her up again, don't fight back politely. No matter how she tossed, as long as she didn't exceed his bottom line, he would help clean up.

What Zhan didn't expect from the process was that the people he taught would use those methods on him by analogy.

...

Thinking about it, Xiang Yueming took the initiative to hug him: "Why don't you speak? Am I wrong?"

Cheng Zhan couldn't hear her pretentious voice. He warned with full meaning: "How many times do you want to come again?"

"..." Xiang Yueming immediately counseled, "I still have work in the morning."

Cheng Zhan snorted coldly, "Tell me to be honest."

"...Oh." She was not afraid at all: "I just told you, I don't want you to ask me to settle the account afterwards."

Cheng Zhan saw her look tired, put his hands on her waist, touched a row of "spare ribs", he slightly disgusted: "Are you losing weight again."

"It seems so." Xiang Yueming mumbled indifferently: "The crew's meal is not delicious..."

-

Early the next morning.

Xiang Yueming was awakened by the ringing of her mobile phone, and she answered the phone with sleepy eyes, "Hey."

Xiaoxi listened to her hoarse voice and remained silent for a moment: "Sister, haven't you woken up yet?"

Xiang Yueming rubbed his eyes: "What time is it?"

"Eight forty."

Xiang Yue clearly said: "Come on, I will get up now."

"it is good."

Xiang Yueming opened the quilt and walked into the bathroom.

Cheng Zhan is no longer in the room. After washing, Xiang Yueming changes clothes.

She inadvertently glanced at the mirror next to her, and could vaguely see the marks left on her skin.

Because of her artist status, she generally does not allow Cheng Zhan to leave a mark where she can see it.

This man is naturally rebellious, she wouldn't let him stay, he wanted it.

After Xiang Yueming had a few tempers, Cheng Zhan began to leave deep marks in places where others could not see. She stared at the mark on her chest and rolled her eyes silently.

Cheng Zhan was still at home when Xiang Yueming went downstairs.

She looked down at the man wearing glasses sitting on the sofa. After putting on his clothes, he became noble and calm, completely different from the beast who took off his clothes.

Hearing the sound, Cheng Zhan raised his eyes.

After seeing the clothes Xiang Yueming was wearing, he frowned.

Simple t-shirts and shorts, with long white and straight legs, are eye-catching.

Perceiving Cheng Zhan's gaze, Xiang Yueming smiled crookedly at him: "Cheng, what are you looking at."

Cheng Zhan retracted his gaze, with a cold tone: "You don't have a job today?"

"Yes."

Xiang Yueming smiled and said: "There is an advertisement shooting."

She walked slowly to the side of Cheng Zhan, pulled out her chair and sat down: "Why haven't you gone to the company?"

Cheng Zhan tilted his head to look at her and didn't say anything.

Xiang Yueming wanted to say something. Aunt Xu, who took care of the two, walked out of the kitchen: "Xiaoyue'er is up, eat breakfast soon."

Xiang Yueming turned his head and smiled at Aunt Xu: "Okay."

Aunt Xu looked at her: "Did you lose weight again?"

Xiang Yueming raised an eyebrow, "Is it so obvious?"

Aunt Xu nodded: "The face is slightly smaller."

"Why?" Xiang Yueming denied.

Aunt Xu looked at her and looked at Cheng Zhan: "If you don't believe me, ask Mr. Cheng."

Cheng Zhan listened to the conversation between the two and raised his eyes: "Yes."

He said in a calm tone: "Only the ribs are left in the hug."

"..."

Without thinking about it, Xiang Yueming kicked him under the table.

Aunt Xu smiled: "Xiao Yue'er will be at home this time, Aunt Xu will make up for you."

Xiang Yueming's ears were red, and he said vaguely: "Maybe."

Aunt Xu didn't bother them, and consciously got into the kitchen.

After they left, she stared at the person next to Yueming: "Cheng Zhan."

Cheng Zhan glanced at her, took the Xiaolongbao on one side and stuffed her mouth: "Eat more."

"..."

Xiang Yueming didn't get angry and rolled his eyes and said, "Don't talk nonsense in front of Aunt Xu."

"What is nonsense?" Cheng Zhan looked indifferent, "Will she not know if we sleep together?"

Xiang Yueming choked.

Knowing it is one thing, but putting it on the table is another thing.

She looked at Cheng Zhan without a look of embarrassment, and felt that she was still not strong enough to be so cheeky.

-

After eating breakfast, Xiaoxi happened to arrive.

Xiang Yueming didn't look at the man who was still at home, and went out carrying a small bag.

"did you have breakfast?"

Xiaoxi nodded and turned to look at her: "Sister, the hot search is on."

Xiang Yueming was not surprised at all, she pulled her seat belt and buckled it up: "When did you see it?"

"I heard that the hot search was going down in the middle of the night, and it was completely gone in the morning."

Hearing this, Xiang Yueming bent her lips: "Well, Cheng Zhan did it."

Xiaoxi nodded and didn't ask any more.

The two went to the endorsement filming location.

This advertisement was followed by Xiang Yueming some time ago, a famous yogurt drink.

Xiang Yueming kind of likes it.

After arriving at the scene, she put on makeup and changed clothes, and put on the clothes prepared by the brand, which looked like milk in white.

Xiang Yueming glanced twice, a little disgusted.

Xiaoxi smiled next to him: "Sister, how is this dress designed like this?"

Xiang Yueming also wants to know.

She stared for a while: "Take a few pictures and send me."

"Ok."

During the shooting, Xiang Yueming held the yogurt and drank it, with an expression of enjoyment.

After several rounds of shooting, she was full of yogurt.

"The break, we will have another time later."

Xiang Yueming nodded and bowed and thanked: "Everyone has worked hard. I ordered a meal to be delivered at noon. Let's have dinner together later."

"Xiao Yue'er is too polite."

Xiang Yueming smiled: "It should be."

She sat down on one side, planning to take a good break.

Just past, I saw Xiaoxi's bulging face. Xiang Yueming raised his eyebrows and poked her cheek: "What's wrong."

Xiaoxi looked at her: "Sister, the news of the marketing account last night is true."

"Huh?" Xiang Yueming was startled: "What broke the news?"

"The endorsement we talked about before going to dinner." She muffled her voice and said, "It was snatched away."

"..."

Xiang Yueming took her cell phone and glanced at the message sent by her agent.

Sister Xia: [The endorsements we talked about before are out of order, you come to the company later. 】

Xiang Yueming pondered for a moment, and knocked on the table: [Who is it changed? 】

Sister Xia: [Your enemy, Song Fei. 】

Xiang Yueming: [Oh. 】

Speaking of her grievances with Song Fei, Xiang Yueming may not be able to finish it for three days and three nights.

She raised her eyebrows, but she took it for granted.

Xiaoxi glanced at the conversation between the two and said angrily: "Why does she always come to grab your endorsement."

Xiang Yueming chuckled lightly: "It doesn't matter, this endorsement is also so-so."

"It's normal." Xiaoxi murmured: "For this endorsement, sister, you still drank several glasses of wine."

Xiang Yueming smiled and comforted her: "It's okay."

She propped her chin and said, "She can't take this endorsement. Let her be proud of it for a few days."

Xiaoxi's eyes lit up and turned to look at her: "Do you want Mr. Cheng for help?"

Xiang Yueming thought for a moment: "I don't need this, I can handle it myself."