This Damned Sweetness

Cheng Ye was immersed in the glass **** of Cheng Lang's mouth for a long time and couldn't recover. He remembered that someone in the shopping mall said with a smile, "The second son of the Cheng family is a red-faced black-hearted man who hides a knife in his smile. If you want this pity, you can just reincarnate into Xiangyu. "-I feel right.

Until he returned to the second floor, Cheng Ye still had a three-point stunned three-point circle, and a four-point weirdness—how could his brother see that Xu Qiao was not interesting to him? Asking him to break it as soon as possible, but he is courteous with a suit, is it to pry him into the corner?

When he realized the crisis, Cheng Ye had already walked up to Xu Qiao. He immediately concealed Cheng Lang's suit behind him: "Wait a moment, I think this one is also quite ugly, I'll change it."

Xu Qiao glanced behind him and stomped her anxiously: "This one is good enough!"

She has been watched by passers-by as a fool for five minutes. When Zhao Baoxing’s group of women passed by, it was because of her that she put on a "dead close to me" face to tell them that her skirt was cracked and she could be laughed at ten years.

Cheng Ye put her dark gray flannel suit on her in a complicated mood, and when she found that she was wearing a nice dress, his mood became even more complicated.

Xu Qiao has no time to take care of her ex-boyfriend's emotions.

The coat temporarily covered the upper body, but the skirt continued to crack downward. She found an excuse to leave the hotel, got into Zhu's car and breathed a sigh of relief, told the driver to drive to her residence, and called Zhu Li on the way, saying that she had something to leave early.

Xu Qiao thought he would hear the words to stay, but there was a loud voice on the other end of the phone, and Zhu Li just said: "Okay, I have a big boss here, so I won't tell you anymore."

"What kind of boss?"

"Your ex-boyfriend's cousin is the second child of the Cheng family's grandchildren. He has just returned to China and became the vice president of Lan Chen. Who would have thought that he would come here, and the guests are all rushing to court the nobles... I'm hanging up!"

Xu Qiao felt that she was set off a little bleak, and she hung up the phone and bowed her head and sighed.

When she lowered her head, she suddenly noticed that the suit was special on her.

My nerves were tense just now, and I didn't explore it carefully, but now I found out that the fabric and workmanship are like the top quality in high-level customization. Moreover, the letter "C" is engraved on the gold cufflinks.

C? Cheng?

Does Cheng Ye have a suit with him?

Xu Qiao closed his cuffs and sniffed. Woody perfume, ebony aloes, with a hint of tobacco. This style, that scumbag does not have.

The surname Cheng is...

Xu Qiao was stunned, staring at the pocket square on the left chest.

Flannel gray is a western-style silk pocket square, which seems familiar.

In an instant, many scattered messages were strung together in her mind.

——The owner of the car may be a big man, and the information is protected to the point of leaking.

——Maybe the other party is not a native of Beicheng, and just arrived here, so the news has not spread.

——We Xiao Cheng always said that if you like that dress, he is willing to pay for you.

——When did I become Mr. Cheng, how come I don’t know.

"..." What did she miss?

Xu Qiao held her head to calm down for a while, and then sent Zhu Li a message: "I have a bold idea. Do you have a picture of Cheng Er Gongzi?"

This message was not answered until an hour later. Zhu Li worked neatly and directly dumped a freshly released media photo of her.

The man in the photo is wearing a vest that is the same as her suit, standing amongst the crowd, chatting and laughing with everyone.

Although missing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, Xu Qiao recognized the peach eyes of all beings upside down, and this face with turmoil.

She trembled softly and replied: "I found my Mr. Pagani..."

——

The toll booth is closed for two days, and Xu Qiao will have two days off next.

For two days, she hid in the hotel, thinking heavily about finding a son-in-law for her father.

Coincidentally, Mr. Pagani is the brother of her ex-boyfriend, and it is said that the relationship between the two brothers is pretty good. A few days ago, my brother went to his brother’s birthday party and gave him a watch with a market price close to eight figures. .

If her brother breaks on the front heel and the brother on the back heel is better, what can the wind critics say about her?

Besides, according to Cheng Ye's current enthusiasm for her, shouldn't he come to the Xiuluo field where he can kill him?

Then she is not on the road.

After being condemned by morals for two days, Xu Qiao received a text message from Feng Sa Sa at the moment when he was about to fall down: "Ah, tomorrow you are a middle shift, change with me? I have something tonight."

Xu Qiao suddenly figured it out.

She is a small and weak woman, and it is enough to taste the sweetness of love. Why should she bear the burden of morality? Wouldn't it be a good idea to give the man this difficult choice?

She went to the night shift tomorrow night to see if Cheng Lang would show up.

Not appearing means everyone has their own destiny, but appearing means God's will is hard to violate.

Xu Qiao picked up the phone and replied on the other end: "Okay."

——

The next day, Xu Qiao sat empty at the toll booth for one night. When she got off work at 8 o'clock in the morning, she didn't see Cheng Lang. She sighed and accepted the arrangement of fate, and yawned and left the toll booth.

Shi Wei watched her call for a taxi on her mobile phone, and leaned forward: "Xu Qiao, can you take a taxi to the city, can you take me the same way? The shuttle is too slow... I can AA with you for the fare!"

Two days ago, Xu Qiao took down all the drills on her phone while she was free from vacation. Now she still has the money to take a taxi to eat. She waved her hand and said, "AA is no longer necessary. Don't BB in the car for a while. ."

"No problem!" Shi Hua followed her towards Luya, and suddenly said, "Is it here soon? This car is so cool!"

Xu Qiao looked up from the screen of the phone that showed "The driver is coming hard": "..."

Ten meters away from them, a blue and black Pagani parked. Cheng Lang stood leaning against the passenger door, his well-tailored trousers drew a pair of exquisitely long legs, outlined by a hard shirt, and his body with wide shoulders and narrow waist was **** and straight.

The green distant mountains, the clear blue sky, and the golden dawn of autumn all seemed to fade away for beauty at this moment.

Cheng Lang has probably watched Xu Qiao for quite a while, received her dumbfounded gaze, smiled and turned his head to the side of the car door, as if asking her if she wanted to get in the car.

Dare God provide her with a plot that she wants first to suppress?

Suddenly Xu Qiao felt that the whole person was a little fluttering, and walked in front of him with vain steps, and raised the phone: "Ah, I have already hit the car."

Cheng Lang groaned for a moment, as if he had never taken a taxi. Seeing the phrase "can be cancelled for free before 08:15", he frowned inexplicably: "Can't this be cancelled?"

It can be cancelled, and of course it can be cancelled. She just wants to fight for the last step on the edge of morality.

But God's will proves that she, Xu Qiao, is destined to embark on the love road that the thousand husband refers to!

With the last trace of "Man, you are here to provoke me first" struggle, Xu Qiao pressed to cancel the order.

Cheng Lang turned sideways and opened the co-drive door with a smile.

As the car door slowly rises, Shi Wei exclaimed "Wow", and quickly changed his expression: "Huh? This car can only take two people?"

Xu Qiao turned around, tilted her head, and looked at her with a look of "Miss, do you still have EQ?"

"Oh, oh, it doesn't matter, I can take a taxi by myself!"

Cheng Lang glanced at Xu Qiao: "Your friend?"

"Ah..." To be honest, there are very few people who can match the word "friend" in Xu Qiao's place. Maybe Shihua thinks that they call friends when carpooling together, but she is not, but she nodded, "Yes."

Cheng Lang dialed the phone, confessed a few words to the other end, and then turned to Shi Hua, with an easy smile on his face: "I called the car for you, the license plate is five one, and it will arrive in ten minutes."

After knowing who Cheng Lang is, Xu Qiao is no longer surprised that he will have this license plate. Surprisingly, after getting in the car, she actually saw a half-meter high fence erected between the driver's seat and the co-pilot?

It is very similar to the partitions set up on a taxi to protect the driver's personal safety, but the design and materials are all high-profile versions.

Is this a special hobby of Blindfold Tears Play?

Cheng Lang looked at her through the gap in the fence: "When a girl gets in a strange man's car for the first time, shouldn't she be wary?"

Oh, this is to give her a sense of security and show that he will not do anything to her?

Xu Qiao said "yes yes yes", and sighed with hatred for iron and steel.

Is this a gentleman going too far? It's my business if I don't do anything to you. If you don't want to do anything to me, then I'm not happy.

Xu Qiao unhappily pulled the seat belt on silently, and when he asked where to go, he reported the hotel name: "Odleyden."

Cheng Lang raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Didn't it go along?"

Cheng Lang laughed: "No, it's on the way everywhere."

Xu Qiao's heart jumped vigorously.

Cheng Lang hit the steering wheel and stepped on the gas pedal, and turned his head to look at her: "My name is Cheng. How should I call you?"

Xu Qiao was taken aback.

Does he really don't know her surname or first name, or pretend that he doesn't know, this kind of wealthy man, shouldn't he turn his wife's seven aunts and eight aunts upright before he shoots them?

Besides, in Litton before, didn't he just recognize her before giving her a coat?

But contact him just to hear the reaction of "Audleyden", it seems that she is really surprised that a high-speed toll collector will go to such an expensive hotel.

After all, the house price for two nights there is worth one month's salary.

Seeing her silence, Cheng Lang quickly changed the question: "Is it cold?"

Xu Qiao regained his senses, and said, "It's not cold", abruptly becoming: "It's not cold...it's a bit difficult, this weather."

Cheng Lang raised the temperature of the air conditioner.

Xu Qiao regretted it immediately. She is a person who walks the world in a thin line in the twelfth lunar month of the cold winter. She has long developed a cold-resistant physique and pretends to be a small and weak. At this moment, she feels hot and her mind is a little confused.

In addition, Cheng Lang drove very steadily. About halfway through, she became drowsy and lost consciousness.

When she woke up, she felt that the car had gone through a sharp turn, and her head tilted with inertia, and at the same time, a hand was gently held against her ear.

Xu Qiao opened her eyes suddenly, before realizing what was happening, she straightened her body sharply and pinched the earlobe that was held by his palm.

Cheng Lang retracted his hand, put the steering wheel back on, rubbed the dense sweat of his palm, adjusted his breath twice calmly, and said: "There was an accident at the intersection. I was going around a bit in a hurry. I woke you up."

Xu Qiao realized that he was protecting her head just now, saying "It's okay", and then pointed to the space between the two strangely and asked, "Huh, what about the fence?"

"Come on. You are asleep, afraid that it will hit you."

She nodded suddenly: "Your car is really good, and you can remember the co-driver when making sharp turns."

"Isn't this supposed to be?"

"Who said that, your brother..."

"Ok?"

"Your brother..." Xu Qiao flicked her eyelashes desperately, "Your humble spirit is quite worthy of the common learning of drivers!"

Cheng Lang laughed, his palms dried up a little.

Xu Qiao stared at him nervously: "What are you laughing at?"

"Laughing at you..." He frowned, as if thinking about appropriate words. "It seems a little cute."

Xu Qiao touched her nose with a guilty conscience.

Seeing this sultry pose without any psychological barriers, Cheng Lang really didn't know that she was his "ex-sibling".

She glanced at him from the corner of her eye, and suddenly said without beginning and end: "Speaking of cuteness, I have a friend..."

"?"

"She is so cute that she was pursued by a pair of brothers at the same time. I mean, the kind of brothers who are related by blood."

Cheng Lang glanced at her sideways: "What then?"

"She was particularly distressed. Although she liked her brother, she was afraid that she would become a confidant and ruin the family harmony between the brothers and brothers, so she asked me to give her an idea. I don't understand this, Mr. Cheng. ……understand?"

Cheng Lang raised his eyebrows: "Isn't this a problem that the older brother should solve?"

Xu Qiao lifted her cheeks and looked at him with interest: "Huh?"

"Rivals are not equal, what girl is chasing?"

Xu Qiao's eyes lit up, she clapped vigorously, and gave him a pair of thumbs: "That's too right! So my friend doesn't need to have a psychological burden at all, does it?"

"of course."

"Okay," she looked at him halfway, and cleared her throat. "I'll tell you something, actually..."

At this point, Xu Qiao's mobile phone suddenly vibrated, showing an unfamiliar landline number.

Cheng Lang gestured to her first with a "please" gesture.

Xu Qiao pressed to connect, and heard a male voice that had been heard frequently recently: "Xu Qiao, when can you release me from the blacklist? I have to ask someone to borrow the landline at the front desk to make a call."

She was surprised: "Cheng..."

Cheng Lang turned his head.

Xu Qiao swallowed the word "Ye" behind her desperately: "Cheng...Sure..."

Cheng Ye on the other side smiled: "Does that mean you are willing to see me? Then, do you come down to the lobby or I go upstairs?"

Xu Qiao sat up, "What do you mean, where are you now?"

"Odleden."

Xu Qiao watched the four gold characters "Odleyden" on the tall building at the intersection ahead get bigger and bigger, blinked in a daze, and looked at Cheng Lang on the side.

Does this Shura Field have to be so rough?

The author has something to say: Xu Xiaoqiao, a friend from nothing: Gu Dao, save me!

·Alice Xiaogong asked me for something every day, alas, how much hair do I have to lose for this crisis public relations today?