Pampering

After speaking, the two laughed at the same time.

Xiang Yueming's eyes bend, and he hooks his neck and bounces like: "When did you come?"

Cheng Zhan raised his eyebrows: "After finding your flight information."

Xiang Yueming looked at his eyes, "Did you ask anyone?"

Cheng Zhan reminded: "I sent you a message and called, but you didn't reply."

Hearing this, Xiang Yueming was stunned, and then reacted.

"Oh."

She laughed: "So you are sure that I came to you?"

Cheng Zhan raised his eyebrows: "I'm not sure, I'll let Ding Yingshi four reasons."

"Xiaoxi said?"

"She didn't say where you were, so she said you went out and didn't know where to go."

Xiang Yueming: "..."

She was speechless for a while, and muttered: "How can Xiaoxi be like this? Wouldn't she say that I was sleeping in the room and didn't answer your call?"

Cheng Zhan smiled: "It may be nervous."

Xiang Yueming hummed lightly.

Cheng Zhan squeezed her hand and looked down at the time: "There is still some time, go back first."

"……it is good."

The two got into the car.

Xiang Yueming said hello to the driver in front of him, and then shrank into Cheng Zhan's arms.

I don't know why, every time she separates, she and Cheng Zhan get a little bit more tired.

Sometimes Xiang Yueming can't stand this kind of herself, but she is really real and likes to act like a baby with Cheng Zhan.

Cheng Zhan looked down at her and asked in a low voice, "Did you eat on the plane?"

"Ok."

"what did you eat?"

Xiang Yueming laughed, "Why, worry that I am hungry?"

Cheng Zhan nodded: "Yeah."

Xiang Yueming couldn't laugh or cry, and said softly: "I'm not a kid anymore, what can I worry about."

She whispered: "I ate at the airport before getting on the plane. The meal on the plane was not very delicious. I took two bites and let go."

Cheng Zhan knew it well.

Picking Yueming's mouth, eating has always been like this.

He said "um" and said lightly: "Go back to the hotel to eat."

During Cheng Zhan's business trip, no one came out to clean up the house. He lived alone, directly in the hotel room reserved for him here.

The two got out of the car and Cheng Zhan led her into it.

Xiang Yueming checked the time and said with a smile, "There are five minutes left."

Cheng Zhan nodded and glanced at her: "It can be there."

Xiang Yueming raised his eyebrows, looked at him for a while and asked, "Did you prepare any surprises for me?"

Cheng Zhan: "No."

He said, "I didn't have time."

Xiang Yueming choked and turned to look elsewhere. The decoration of the hotel is not that magnificent, but low-key, restrained and luxurious.

She likes this style very much.

"What are you looking at?"

Xiang Yueming: "Looking at the hotel environment, it's pretty good."

"Ok."

Cheng Zhan said: "Do you like the design?"

Xiang Yueming nodded and said bluntly: "I like it very much. It's simple and low-key, but there is an indescribable sense of luxury."

Cheng Zhan smiled: "Yes."

He said: "The designer is very famous."

Xiang Yueming blinked: "Who?"

Cheng Zhan said a name.

Xiang Yueming raised his eyebrows slightly, slightly surprised: "No wonder, it's his style."

The designer Cheng Zhan said is particularly famous in the world. He has won many award-winning works, and his style is unique and novel, and he is very popular among young people.

Xiang Yueming can be regarded as half a small fan.

Sometimes, the designer's inner thoughts are really wild and special.

"You asked?"

This hotel is a short-range hotel. Xiang Yueming just discovered it at the door. There are two very special signs, which are unique to the short-range.

Cheng Zhan laughed: "That's it."

He looked at Xiang Yueming's still curious expression, and did not want to entangle her with other designers.

He glanced at the elevator floor and he was there soon.

The door opened and Cheng Zhan pulled Xiang Yueming to the side.

Xiang Yueming glanced, before he could appreciate it, Cheng Zhan pulled into the room.

"You are so anxious to do it--"

Before he finished speaking, the man's breath approached. Cheng Zhan lowered his head, kissed the corner of her lips, and said in a low voice, "Happy New Year."

Xiang Yueming was startled, and suddenly heard the bell outside.

After Cheng Zhan xs63 finished speaking, the two laughed at the same time.

Xiang Yueming's eyes bend, and he hooks his neck and bounces like: "When did you come?"

Cheng Zhan raised his eyebrows: "After finding your flight information."

Xiang Yueming looked at his eyes, "Did you ask anyone?"

Cheng Zhan reminded: "I sent you a message and called, but you didn't reply."

Hearing this, Xiang Yueming was stunned, and then reacted.

"Oh."

She laughed: "So you are sure that I came to you?"

Cheng Zhan raised his eyebrows: "I'm not sure, I'll let Ding Yingshi four reasons."

"Xiaoxi said?"

"She didn't say where you were, so she said you went out and didn't know where to go."

Xiang Yueming: "..."

She was speechless for a while, and muttered: "How can Xiaoxi be like this? Wouldn't she say that I was sleeping in the room and didn't answer your call?"

Cheng Zhan smiled: "It may be nervous."

Xiang Yueming hummed lightly.

Cheng Zhan squeezed her hand and looked down at the time: "There is still some time, go back first."

"……it is good."

The two got into the car.

Xiang Yueming said hello to the driver in front of him, and then shrank into Cheng Zhan's arms.

I don't know why, every time she separates, she and Cheng Zhan get a little bit more tired.

Sometimes Xiang Yueming can't stand this kind of herself, but she is really real and likes to act like a baby with Cheng Zhan.

Cheng Zhan looked down at her and asked in a low voice, "Did you eat on the plane?"

"Ok."

"what did you eat?"

Xiang Yueming laughed, "Why, worry that I am hungry?"

Cheng Zhan nodded: "Yeah."

Xiang Yueming couldn't laugh or cry, and said softly: "I'm not a kid anymore, what can I worry about."

She whispered: "I ate at the airport before getting on the plane. The meal on the plane was not very delicious. I took two bites and let go."

Cheng Zhan knew it well.

Picking Yueming's mouth, eating has always been like this.

He said "um" and said lightly: "Go back to the hotel to eat."

During Cheng Zhan's business trip, no one came out to clean up the house. He lived alone, directly in the hotel room reserved for him here.

The two got out of the car and Cheng Zhan led her into it.

Xiang Yueming checked the time and said with a smile, "There are five minutes left."

Cheng Zhan nodded and glanced at her: "It can be there."

Xiang Yueming raised his eyebrows, looked at him for a while and asked, "Did you prepare any surprises for me?"

Cheng Zhan: "No."

He said, "I didn't have time."

Xiang Yueming choked and turned to look elsewhere. The decoration of the hotel is not that magnificent, but low-key, restrained and luxurious.

She likes this style very much.

"What are you looking at?"

Xiang Yueming: "Looking at the hotel environment, it's pretty good."

"Ok."

Cheng Zhan said: "Do you like the design?"

Xiang Yueming nodded and said bluntly: "I like it very much. It's simple and low-key, but there is an indescribable sense of luxury."

Cheng Zhan smiled: "Yes."

He said: "The designer is very famous."

Xiang Yueming blinked: "Who?"

Cheng Zhan said a name.

Xiang Yueming raised his eyebrows slightly, slightly surprised: "No wonder, it's his style."

The designer Cheng Zhan said is particularly famous in the world. He has won many award-winning works, and his style is unique and novel, and he is very popular among young people.

Xiang Yueming can be regarded as half a small fan.

Sometimes, the designer's inner thoughts are really wild and special.

"You asked?"

This hotel is a short-range hotel. Xiang Yueming just discovered it at the door. There are two very special signs, which are unique to the short-range.

Cheng Zhan laughed: "That's it."

He looked at Xiang Yueming's still curious expression, and did not want to entangle her with other designers.

He glanced at the elevator floor and he was there soon.

The door opened and Cheng Zhan pulled Xiang Yueming to the side.

Xiang Yueming glanced, before he could appreciate it, Cheng Zhan pulled into the room.

"You are so anxious to do it--"

Before he finished speaking, the man's breath approached. Cheng Zhan lowered his head, kissed the corner of her lips, and said in a low voice, "Happy New Year."

Xiang Yueming was startled, and suddenly heard the bell outside.

Cheng Zhan