This Damned Sweetness

After leaving school, Xu Qiao and Cheng Lang returned to the nearby hotel.

Cheng Lang’s home is not far away, but it is guessed that Xu Qiao would not be willing to live with him, and there is no reason to leave his girlfriend outside alone, so after he said hello to his family, he stayed with her. The hotel opened a suite.

The two were originally living together in the country. Of course, there is no need to separate out specially, but there are still two bedrooms.

Because of an accident at school, the two did not go anywhere, and the dinner was settled in the hotel nearby.

Xu Qiao felt a little guilty about Cheng Lang, thinking that it would be fine if she didn't go to school, or she hadn't been squeamishly unable to walk, she went back to the hotel and changed, and Xiaoniao took care of him in a friendly manner.

Of course he no longer saw any abnormal symptoms. She just took the initiative to do something that she would not do before, such as preparing him a bathrobe and pajamas before taking a bath, and heating him a glass of milk before going to bed, and set it up by the way Tomorrow's suits, ties, cufflinks, watches.

Xu Qiao thought that his girlfriend was really capable, but still thought that Cheng Lang was not simply motion sickness. After a long night, he asked a doctor to check him up.

Cheng Lang always said no, saying that he had just had a detailed medical examination a while ago.

In fact, if he wants to reassure Xu Qiao's heart, he can arrange for a family doctor to come and collude with the other party to lie to her.

But Cheng Lang did not want to do this.

A pampered little girl who was willing to wait for him all night so busy has already made him feel ashamed. He didn't want to keep telling her a hundred lies in order to conceal the first thing.

Before going to bed, Xu Qiao planned to massage his shoulders with the awkward technique of "little courtesy", he refused her, sat on the edge of the bed and pulled people into his arms: "It's okay, you keep going like this. I just want something."

"What's the matter?" Xu Qiao sat on his lap and looked at him.

Cheng Lang raised his head slightly and looked into her eyes: "I might..."

May not help but press her here to kiss.

"Huh?" Xu Qiao blinked.

"I will like you too much." Because he couldn't take risks for the time being, he changed a more subtle statement.

Xu Qiao was taken aback for a moment and gave a "wow", then lightly poked his shoulder with her index finger: "Don't you like me that much?"

"I like it better." He replied with a smile.

"Oh?" Xu Qiao hooked his neck with both hands, "Then you like me now, how much do you like me?"

Cheng Lang glanced at the bed under them.

"..." What kind of perverted hint is this!

She pushed him: "You are so superficial! You are just greedy for your girlfriend's body!"

Cheng Lang shook his head.

Xu Qiao exploded again and looked down at her proud figure: "You are not greedy with this body? Then what else do you want to be greedy?"

Cheng Lang laughed: "It's'greedy', but restraint from'greedy'-this is how I am."

They all say "Like is presumptuous, love is restraint", this answer is undoubtedly satisfactory.

Xu Qiao couldn't help but smile, leaning over, and quickly kissed him on the cheek.

Cheng Lang looked at her somewhat unexpectedly.

"Then I will give you a little bit of sweetness first." She said.

Cheng Lang smiled and held the people tightly: "I am grateful."

——

After staying with Xu Qiaowen for a while, after sending her back to the opposite room, Cheng Lang probed his forehead. Slightly sweaty, but not much, and other symptoms are not obvious.

Logically speaking, this is a good phenomenon, but the situation in the school today made him uncertain about his condition.

He closed the door to his side, let out a irritable breath, and dialed Stephen's phone.

This is the psychiatrist he used to receive treatment in London.

After returning to China, because he interrupted regular psychotherapy, he accepted Stephen's suggestion to try autonomous desensitization, so he only let Song Mian manage his basic health as a general practitioner, and did not hire a new psychologist in China.

After the call was connected, he briefly told Steven about his experience today and confirmed: "Is it possible for my condition to deteriorate?"

Stephen's attitude is always calm: "Before drawing conclusions, I hope you can explain to me, what was your attitude towards your girlfriend when you met the transvestite man, including after the incident?"

"I have no idea of ​​resisting her, but..."

Stephen encouraged: "We have been dealing with each other for so many years, you can just click."

"On the contrary, I became more eager to have close contact with her. I subconsciously hugged her at the time of the illness, but the symptoms did not worsen, but I found comfort from it."

"Then the current situation should not deteriorate, but improve." Stephen happily said, "This unexpected shock may prove that your phobia has a certain degree of'specificity' and no longer fully resists the female group. Of course I cannot guarantee that you can have normal contact with women other than your girlfriend. After all, there is no experiment..."

"I'm not going to do this experiment." Cheng Lang cut off his words and paused for a while after speaking, as if he didn't expect to blurt out like this.

Stephen smiled: "Oh, don't get me wrong, I didn't suggest you do this experiment. If you plan to spend the rest of your life with your current girlfriend, you don't need to run in with her at all."

Cheng Lang was silent for a moment and asked: "Based on the current progress, how long will it take me to be completely desensitized?"

"I can't make a conclusion over the phone, so, since you are in London, we may be able to arrange an appointment."

Cheng Lang thought for a while: "My itinerary these days is not very convenient, I will contact you if I have the opportunity."

——

At 1 pm the next day, Xu Qiao and Cheng Lang departed from the hotel and went to the exhibition hall to participate in the opening ceremony of the London Fine Jewelry Show.

Because Xu Qiao is a designer who brought his works, he needs to arrive earlier to prepare before the opening ceremony than ordinary guests invited to participate in the exhibition. Therefore, Cheng Lang, who has never appeared in public prematurely, has rarely become active in order to accompany his girlfriend. When the first group of guests arrived at the banquet hall, only one third of them were sparsely present.

As soon as Xu Qiao arrived at the entrance of the hall, she was received by the head of the Jewelry Association and went to the exhibition center, but did not show up in the banquet hall with Cheng Lang.

When Cheng Lang came in alone, he felt a bit of a soft meal-his girlfriend went to work seriously, but he came here for afternoon tea.

The banquet hall is resplendent and magnificent. The crystal ceiling hangs high above the platinum dome, reflecting the rich and colorful murals on all sides, and the long table is covered with wine and food.

Cheng Lang's arrival attracted the attention of many guests. Someone quickly recognized him. It seemed that he hadn't expected that he would be there so early in his identity, so he hurried over to say hello.

There was a voice that entered Cheng Lang's ears before those in English, French, Italian, and Spanish.

Because that is the mother tongue.

"President Lang?" Jiang Fang let go of his female companion holding his hand, and walked over with his eyes of disbelief, "When did you come to London?"

Cheng Lang smiled and nodded with several foreign guests who came up. After shaking hands with several people in different languages, he took the time to answer him: "Yesterday."

"When I mentioned this jewelry exhibition in the group last time, you didn't say you are coming." Jiang Fang laughed, "Are you deliberately throwing me away?"

When several guests saw that Jiang Fang and Cheng Lang were very close and familiar, they knew how to wink even if they wanted to establish a relationship, so they didn't bother to disturb them, and temporarily stepped aside.

Cheng Lang picked up a white wine from the gilded tray in the waiter's hand, and gently touched the goblet in Jiang Fang's hand: "Not intentionally..."

As soon as Jiang Fang breathed a sigh of relief, he heard the second half sentence: "Is it accidental?"

He froze for a moment and made a big voice: "Hey, what do you mean, don't you really think of me as a brother? Didn't you just ask your younger brother and sister for a WeChat last Christmas Eve, but it didn't arrive at the end. As for you?"

"That's not enough, after all, she has a good vision."

"..."

Cheng Lang showed a "good for you" expression: "I just think you don't want to be an electric light bulb."

"Oh," Jiang Fang looked around, "So the younger brother and sister are there too?"

"I went to see someone from the Jewelry Association. Come here in a while."

"Then you won't be with her?"

"It's not that she hasn't seen the world and can handle it. I stay with her, but it will make people focus on me."

"It's kind of well-intentioned." Jiang Fang muttered, turning his head and looking at only Wei Nono's female companion who was shrinking in the corner, "Hey, this is a serious relationship, you really have to find someone who has met the world. It's not a fake."

Cheng Lang glanced at the little girl in the corner, then glanced at him: "New girlfriend?"

"No, this is not an empty window. I hired a little sister as a temporary female companion. She looks good, but she doesn't know how to socialize. She hides when she sees people and only dares to talk to me." Jiang Fang sighed, envious Looked at Cheng Lang.

Cheng Lang slapped him on the shoulder twice, which probably meant "envy not coming".

The banquet hall successively welcomed new guests.

Cheng Lang and Jiang Fang had a drink and sat on the sofa to chat.

Seeing Wen Yue, Hua Yin, and Zhou Fei coming in side by side, Cheng Lang glanced lightly and opened his eyes when the three of them had just reached him.

Wen Yue's eyes fell awkwardly, so she had to turn around and cast it on Jiang Fang next to her.

Jiang Fang shook the wine glass in his hand, smiled at her, and waited for someone to walk over. Cheng Lang said, "You are a bit ill-mannered, what's the matter? Didn't you treat all women in the world as treasures before?"

Cheng Lang did not speak.

If it were an ordinary object, he would certainly not abandon the basic etiquette just because he had a girlfriend, but Wen Yue had ideas for him and seemed to be exceptionally good at imagination.

According to Xu Qiao, his gentleman complex may become a kind of "room" in Wen Yue's eyes.

To leave this kind of hope to someone who has hated his girlfriend for many years, he needs Cheng Ye's brain to do so.

Wen Yue, who walked to the long dining table in the distance to grab the wine, didn't look pretty.

Hua Yin and Zhou Fei surrounded her from left to right, and said in a low voice, "He may be a little bit away because of Jiang Fang sitting next to him."

"Yeah, you know that Xu Qiao was not there. He brought people to London specially, but didn't want her to show up. Isn't that just a'pasture' to carry with you? Cheng Lang never took her to public. , Can you really take her seriously? What kind of girlfriend, just say it nicely. Only those who can see the light are called girlfriends, and those who can't see the light are the essence of nurturing."

"Don't say that." Wen Yue frowned.

"What did Feifei say wrong? It was originally. Such a sloppy girl, if I were a man, I would definitely feel embarrassed to bring her out."

As soon as the voice fell over here, in the humble corner, Fu Li quietly got up and walked to the sofa area where Cheng Lang and Jiang Fang were.

Jiang Fang waved at her: "Sister Lihua, here."

Fu Li sat down beside him and folded her hands into a trumpet shape: "Brother Jiang, is the big boss next to you named Cheng?"

Jiang Fang was taken aback for a moment: "If you ask what this does, I have a girlfriend, don't think about it."

"I didn't mean that..." Fu Li continued to gather the little speaker and said, "I heard three sisters over there saying bad things about his girlfriend. Is your relationship good, should you tell him?"

"Huh? What did you say?" Jiang Fang became curious.

Fu Li recounted the words of Wen Yue, Hua Yin and Zhou Fei.

"Tsk, it's no wonder that Lang is not rare to take care of these few people." Jiang Fang shook his head and taught Fu Li on the spot. We are always raised by the waves, even if we can't see the light, we will continue to succeed."

Cheng Lang tilted his head to look at him: "What are you talking about?"

Jiang Fang leaned over and whispered a few words to him.

Cheng Lang glanced at the three people in the distance, picked up the phone, and sent Xu Qiao a message: "When will you come to the banquet hall?"

It took half an hour for Xu Qiao to reply: "Come on, the teachers of the association are too enthusiastic. The former president is here today, and he dragged me to talk a lot."

Cheng Lang smiled, then replied, "Can you still eat it?"

Xu Qiao: "The exchange here is okay. The English is no problem. I can't bear to have a few colleagues from Italy and Spain, but I have a friend to help me translate."

Cheng Lang: "You have friends so soon?"

Xu Qiao: "Of course, I look down on who, I used to be too lazy to make friends with plastic sisters and flowers, okay? Oh, don't pester me, it's awkward to play with mobile phones!"

Cheng Lang: "Okay, come here and tell me five minutes in advance."

Cheng Lang smiled and put down his cell phone, waited for Xu Qiao to say "coming", took a new bottle of wine, and walked towards the center of the banquet hall.

Seeing him alone, Wen Yue seemed to have made up his mind. He picked up the goblet and walked to him: "Cheng Lang, I think Miss Xu might have misunderstood me yesterday. I want to explain to you..."

Cheng Lang smiled: "Miss Wen is free now?"

Wen Yue was taken aback: "I'm not busy."

"Really? I heard that Miss Wen and her friends had a very happy conversation just now."

Wen Yue was startled, and glanced at the area where he was before. It makes no sense to hear.

She calmed down and said: "Let's just chat casually." She said that she would continue to explain what happened yesterday to Cheng Lang.

But Cheng Lang first spoke: "It turns out that Miss Wen's hobby is to slander her in small talk?"

Wen Yue's face changed.

"I heard that Ms. Wen and Ms. Zhao are very close," Cheng Lang laughed. "There are some things I have expressed to Ms. Zhao before, but she doesn't seem to understand what I mean, lest Ms. Wen is the same as Ms. Zhao, I This time it's a bit simpler."

Wen Yue looked at him with blinking eyes, the wine in the goblet in his hand swayed constantly.

"I said, I'm not too embarrassed to correct people who know what is wrong. What this means is—" Cheng Lang muttered and looked at her with a smile, "After repeated teachings, be careful not to change."

After Cheng Lang finished speaking, he nodded to her as a sign of farewell and turned to leave.

Wen Yue stood still.

Cheng Lang didn't have to deliberately talk about Zhao Baoxing, he said it because he was reminding her of Zhao Baoxing's current fate.

It turns out that the man behind Zhao Baoxing's scandal was Cheng Lang.

Shocked too much, Wen Yue subconsciously held on to the side of the long dining table. He looked up and saw a group of people approaching outside the main entrance of the banquet hall.

Among the crowd, the woman who walked into the banquet hall was dazzling.

An advanced custom-made dark blue tube top starry sky skirt outlines a superior gold waist-to-hip ratio. She walks with a smile on her high heels, every step is bright and moving, and every step is like stepping in the spotlight.

It seemed that she was the one who easily caught everyone's eyes as soon as she appeared on the stage, and the tall lady never fell into the dust.

Even strangely, she seemed to be more radiant than before.

It's not because of the gorgeous clothing or the expensive brand names, but because of the charm.

Wen Yue didn't quite understand why a vase like Xu Qiao could show up so confidently in front of this crowd of celebrities.

Then the answer was quickly revealed.

Due to the appearance of the former president of the Jewelry Association, Marpel and jewelry designers, all guests came to this side.

Cheng Lang smiled and nodded at Mapel earlier than the others, and said in standard British pronunciation: "Ms. Mapel, it's nice to see you." After speaking, he looked at Xu Qiao behind her.

"Oh, Cheng." Mapel had friendship with Ms. Cheng, and of course he recognized Cheng Lang. Seeing him looking at Xu Qiao intently, as if attracted, she introduced in English, "This is our youngest person in this exhibition. Jewellery designer, YuLi."

Wen Yue was stunned, and the wine glass in her hand almost slipped from her fingertips.

Hua Yin and Zhou Fei looked at each other, covering their mouths.

Cheng Lang smiled and glanced at Xu Qiao, and took her hand over: "It seems that she didn't mention me to you."

Xu Qiao pushed him, lip-synch with him: What do you do?

Mapel was stunned: "Oh, this is...?"

Cheng Lang smiled and interlocked with Xu Qiao's fingers, and explained to Mapel: "Maybe my boyfriend is not worth showing off."

After Marpel was surprised, he laughed: "Why? This is so happy, you are like a golden girl standing together."

Cheng Lang shook his head in the envy of the men and women in the room, smiled and said, "I think I am just her foil."

Xu Qiao squeezed his fingers, suggesting that he almost got it.

Mapel smiled and said that Cheng Lang was humble, and then changed his words to praise Xu Qiao, saying that if you have such an excellent girlfriend, perhaps you should be humble—obviously, this old lady who has been in trouble for many years saw it, Cheng Lang hopes to borrow her mouth to rectify his girlfriend's name and tell everyone something.

Adult beauty, why not do it? Mapel gave Cheng Lang this face and cooperated with him to chat about Xu Qiao's works, and walked to the center of the banquet hall.

The guests moved along, staring at Xu Qiao frequently.

At the end of this episode, Mapel took the microphone to talk about the scene and expressed to everyone that he welcomes all the distinguished guests to come to the exhibition. The opening ceremony is about to begin, please move forward.

Xu Qiao finally freed himself from the attention of the public. When the crowd was walking towards the main entrance of the banquet hall in twos and threes, she quietly fell behind with Cheng Lang, and asked him in a low voice, "Why are you suddenly sprinkling dog food to show affection? You are stimulated. Is it?"

Cheng Lang didn't want to mention the unhappiness just now.

He came to stop the rumors, she just wanted to be happy.

So he took advantage of the trend and said: "Well, it is a little irritated."

"What happened when I was away?" Xu Qiao blinked.

"It happened while you were there." Cheng Lang's hand holding her waist slowly stroked upwards, stroking her smooth shoulder line, looking at her suet white jade-like collarbone and down, the snowy white mountain. Qiu Chuo fell, "Where's your shawl? I'm still wearing it when I go out."

Xu Qiao looked down at her tube top skirt: "It's so warm here, it's stupid to wear a shawl."

Cheng Lang sighed, gently held her left hand, and touched the diamond ring on her index finger: "Then can you change this ring to the middle finger?"

The ring on the left index finger represents unmarried, and the ring on the **** represents passionate love. In Western tradition, if a girl wears a ring on her left middle finger, it means she refuses to pursue her.

Xu Qiao didn't think about it so much, and habitually put it on her index finger before going out.

"Why do you want to change it?" She deliberately pretended not to understand, and asked him with a smile.

Cheng Lang lowered his head slightly, bit her earlobe and said, "Because the eyes of those men looking at you make me want to take you away from here immediately."