Chapter 15:

After a few seconds of silence in the car, Yu Yuan turned her head to look at Xiang Yueming in shock, and silently asked: Cheng Zhan is so honest?
Xiang Yueming was also a little confused, not understanding Cheng Zhan's routine this evening.
According to her understanding of Cheng Zhan, he is actually quite boring, and he rarely tells his true thoughts, basically the kind of intimidation.
The straightforward answer to this question just now is the first time.
Xiang Yueming blinked and asked bluntly, "Why not?"
She said: "You can't limit my freedom of life."
Cheng Zhan was quiet for a while, and he said, "Go if you want."
Xiang Yueming: "Oh."
Yu Yuan tugged at her clothes, and said with a low voice: "Go go, show it to Mr. Cheng."
Xiang Yueming thought for a few seconds, and felt that it was time for him to rebel.
She nodded: "Then I won't go back tonight, you rest early and hang up."
After speaking, Xiang Yueming hung up the phone cleanly.
Yu Yuan gave her a thumbs up and yelled, "Awesome sister."
Xiang Yueming looked at her eyes.
Yu Yuan laughed: "Cheng Zhan must hate me to death."
"Then let him hate it." Xiang Yueming said indifferently: "I mainly think about my small body."
Yu Yuan: "..."
She rolled her eyes and said in irritation, "Don't talk to me."
Xiang Yueming looked at her with his chin, "You didn't go away with me."
Yu Yuan leaned on her and said lazily, "Hey, looking at you and Cheng Zhan like this, I also want to fall in love a bit."
Xiang Yueming: "We... shouldn't count as falling in love."
She and Cheng Zhan, except for living together and sleeping together, are not much different from strangers.
Of course, strangers will not call and will not contact every day.
But if you say you are in love, you really are not.
At least Xiang Yueming thinks so.
Although she has never been in a relationship, she also knows what it is that other people fall in love. At least she will go out on a date from time to time, have a meal or go for a walk, or even travel.
She and Cheng Zhan had never done this before.
She hadn't mentioned it, and Cheng Zhan would not.
The two are like strangers living under one roof. Of course, the two strangers occasionally interact with each other. They have no love but sex. From time to time, there will be other transactions.
Yu Yuan stared at her sideways for a long while, regretting to mention this topic.
She cleared her throat and quickly turned to the subject: "That's right, you said, will there be any revelations recorded tonight on the Internet?"
Xiang Yueming shook his head: "I don't know."
"Let me take a look." Yu Yuan said, "I will use the trumpet to take a look."
Xiang Yueming smiled and looked at her: "Aren't your trumpets chasing stars?"
"Yes, but everyone knows that my favorite male star is Shijing, and the female star is you."
Yu Yuan likes to play Weibo, just like a star chaser.
What was reposted in the trumpet was either a love of Shijing or a compliment to Xiang Yueming. If someone hacked the two of them, Yu Yuan would respond unceremoniously. It was a sort of swear word, and there was no swear word, the kind of counterattack that was justified and convinced.
Xiang Yueming couldn't laugh or cry, and went to look at her mobile phone.
After seeing those reposted rainbow farts, I couldn't help shaking his head: "You said if your fans knew Gao Lengmingyan, in private is a silly white sweet with rainbow farts, how do they feel?"
Yu Yuan: "Then I definitely can't let everyone know."
She confidently said: "I want to maintain my image as a royal sister."
Xiang Yueming glanced at her and couldn't help but laugh: "Then be careful, don't cut the wrong number one day."
"Don't worry, I'm super cautious."
Clicking on the hot search, I didn't accidentally see news related to the recording of Dance Life.
Since the official announcement, a lot of people have paid attention.
This will end the recording, and there are also live audiences posting Weibo, but there are no videos and photos, and the popularity is not high. However, the program team invited the Weibo big V, etc., intending to become popular.
Click on the topic to enter, the most popular one is related to Xiang Yueming.
Both of them were taken aback.
Yu Yuan looked down and said in a low voice: "This marketing account has a lot of fans, and it rarely slanders people. Many fans like it."
Xiang Yueming nodded.
The marketing account sent a ten-second short video, which was not long, and even the recording was not very clear.
But Xiang Yueming found out when she opened from Yu Yuan, this was the time when her tulle dropped and laughed.
Seeing the end, it really was the picture of her looking up and laughing.
The marketing account can be said to be very real, and I posted a video and made a long conversation.
@微博看客V: I watched the dance life recording everyone is looking forward to tonight! Taking photos and videos is not allowed, this is a shot to find friends! I just want to say that it’s not clear whether this variety show is popular, but Xiang Yueming will definitely be popular. This short period kills the audience in seconds.
The marketing account has millions of fans on Weibo, and the comments were sent five minutes before the two opened. There are thousands of comments.
Although the heat hasn't risen yet, it is enough.
【? ? ? ? Damn it! ! This is Xiang Yueming? 】
[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! 】
【Oh my god! It's so pretty. 】
[I just want to say that this video is too vague! The live HD is simply amazing! The person who said before that Xiang Yueming can't dance can come out. Open your eyes to see how good she is. 】
[This video is really Xiang Yueming? Isn't it just a person who looks like? Xiang Yueming is so good at dancing? 】
[In ten seconds, I smiled at the camera. Where can I tell that the dance is great? 】
...
Regardless of what Weibo is, leveraging is essential.
But some have some truth.
Inexplicably, the messages under this Weibo began to drift. Even the ten-second video does not really see much.
Xiang Yueming glanced twice, but didn't have much interest.
"Don't watch it?"
"Yeah." Xiang Yueming yawned, and his physical tears came out, "Anyway, you wouldn't believe it if you didn't see it with your own eyes."
She tilted her head for a moment and said with a smile: "Even if it will be broadcast next week, the provocative person will say that I have found a substitute or commented on my dance, which is normal."
Yu Yuan choked, feeling that this is very reasonable.
"That's true."
She brushed it for a while, and said softly: "But I have a feeling, you will definitely come to the end."
Xiang Yueming bent her lips and smiled: "I didn't think so far, but I want to cherish every opportunity to stand on stage."
The two didn't watch Weibo again. Although there was some popularity, it was not live broadcast and it was not fully broadcast yet, so they couldn't make much splash for the time being. Only those who deliberately search will notice those who praise Xiangyueming and praise these dancers.
What they have to do now is to wait.
-The two sent Xiaoxi home first, and the driver sent them to Yu Yuan's house.
After getting off the bus, Xiang Yueming was a little hungry.
She was hungry, smelling the fragrance wafting from not far away.
"Yu Yuan, I'm hungry."
Yu Yuan: "..."
She glanced at the time: "It's too much, are you sure you want to eat?"
Xiang Yueming blinked, calculating the calories he consumed today: "It should be possible to eat, I danced for a day yesterday."
Yu Yuan was speechless: "Then take out, it's too late to go there."
"Row."
The two went back to order takeaway.
Xiang Yueming occasionally lives on her side and has everything from clothes.
As soon as she entered the room, she got into the bathroom.
"I'll take a shower first."
Yu Yuan laughed: "Okay."
Xiang Yueming took a bath and lay in the bathtub in the guest room before she thought of the man she had forgotten.
She stared at the phone on the side for a few seconds, then picked it up.
Xiang Yueming made a video call to Cheng Zhan.
After waiting a few seconds, someone connected over there.
Xiang Yueming raised his eyes and saw Cheng Zhan's half-dry hair. She blinked, Jiao Didi shouted: "Cheng Zhan, what are you doing?"
Cheng Zhan tilted his head and glanced at her. After seeing her bare skin, he squinted his eyes and said nothing.
Xiang Yueming noticed his gaze and bends her lips silently: "I just arrived at Yu Yuan's house."
"Yeah." Cheng Zhan: "What are you doing?"
Xiang Yueming tilted his head and smiled, and moved the phone down two centimeters, revealing the white foam covering his chest: "It's so obvious, can't you see it?"
She smiled and said, "This is not Mr. Cheng, who I am familiar with."
Cheng Zhan's eyes darkened, warning to look at her.
Xiang Yueming nuanced, not afraid of him at all: "I'm taking a bath."
"..." Cheng Zhan didn't say anything, and didn't even give her a look.
Xiang Yueming chuckled and looked at his livid face, deliberately teasing: "No, brother, what are you doing." She lifted her cheeks and said, "Are you dissatisfied with desire?"
Cheng Zhan stared at her and asked in a calm tone: "Will you be back tomorrow?"
Xiang Yueming heard the threat in his words, she rolled her eyes slightly, and muttered, "It's boring."
Cheng Zhan lightly.
Xiang Yueming closed her eyes: "Back, you let me rest tonight."
Cheng Zhan responded and walked downstairs: "Go to bed early."
"I see." Xiang Yueming looked at him: "What are you going to do?"
"Drink water."
"Oh." Xiang Yueming stared at the profile he left for herself for a while, then asked in a low voice, "Did you drink a lot of alcohol at night?"
"Somewhat."
Xiang Yue clearly said: "Then you remember to drink a bowl of sober tea."
Cheng Zhan lowered his eyes to look at her: "No."
"Nothing?" Xiang Yueming asked in surprise: "Didn't Aunt Xu prepare it for you?"
"Ok."
Xiang Yueming looked at him for a long while, and inexplicably saw that he felt a little pitiful. She pursed her lips and couldn't help asking: "Then what do you want?"
Cheng Zhan paused for a while before leaving a sentence: "Drink tomorrow."
This means to let Xiang Yueming go home tomorrow to make him a drink.
Xiang Yueming choked, a little helpless.
But I vaguely feel that I am happy. This feeling of being needed by Cheng Zhan makes her happy.
She "hmm" said: "Reluctantly promise you."
Xiang Yueming doesn't actually cook very much, and he doesn't know how.
Of course, you can eat what you make. But she made good sober tea, which she learned after being with Cheng Zhan.
Cheng Zhan socializes a lot, his stomach is not good, and he will have a headache the next day after drinking too much alcohol.
After Xiang Yueming watched him several times and his face was not so good because of the headache, he asked Aunt Xu how to sober up tea.
After that, as long as she was at home, she would basically prepare Cheng Zhan a cup of sober tea.
Thinking about it, Xiang Yueming looked at Cheng Zhan and smiled, "Is that paid?"
Cheng Zhan glanced at her: "What reward?"
"Sober tea."
Cheng Zhan: "What do you want."
Xiang Yueming thought for a while, but couldn't figure it out temporarily.
"Wait when I think about it."
Cheng Zhan nodded and drank a small cup of water. "Think slowly."
Xiang Yueming snorted: "Hang up, you go to bed earlier."
"Ok."
After hanging up the phone, Xiang Yueming stayed in the bathroom for a while before he packed up and went out.
When I went out, the takeaway just arrived.
Xiang Yueming and Yu Yuan were high school classmates, and they knew each other in high school.
The two know their roots and are more intimate than the others.
After eating supper, Xiang Yueming collapsed on the sofa, extremely satisfied.
"So happy."
Yu Yuan looked at her for a long while, a little speechless: "Don't you stand?"
Waved to Yueming: "Today I plan to indulge myself."
Yu Yuan was speechless, and poked her arm: "Is the variety show you recorded with Song Yu going on the weekend?"
"what?"
Xiang Yueming's doze was awakened instantly: "No way?"
Yu Yuan: "...What I saw on Weibo today, didn't you follow?"
Xiang Yueming: "I have been too busy lately and I haven't posted on Weibo."
The two were relatively speechless.
Yu Yuan looked at her and said, "Just pay attention, Song Yu fans are crazy."
"know."
The two of them lay on a bed after a long absence. Xiang Yueming was very sleepy and sleepy at first, but she did not sleep well because of her recognition of the bed.
After sleeping for three hours, Xiang Yueming woke up.
She touched the phone and looked at the time, it was less than six o'clock.
Xiang Yueming glanced at Yu Yuan, who was still sleeping, and yawned.
She forced herself to close her eyes and could not sleep.
After another half an hour, Xiang Yueming had to pick up the phone again.
She swiped on Weibo and visited Moments again, and found that at three o'clock in the morning, her mother posted a Moments.
It is a night sky full of stars.
Xiang Yueming raised her eyebrows and commented: Why don't you take pictures of your daughter!
Just finished the comment, I received a message from her mother on the phone.
Mrs. Xiang: [My daughter, photo.jpg. 】
Xiang Yueming glanced at it, it was a picture of a crescent moon. She couldn't help but replied: "Mom, are you a little perfunctory like this? This photo is not good-looking. 】
Mrs. Xiang: [I took this accidentally. If my hands were not shaking, there would be no pictures. 】
Xiang Yueming: [Hey, I thought I would miss me when I saw the moon. All of them lied to me. 】
Mrs. Xiang: [Speak well, don't act for me. Your father and I will go home next month. 】
Xiang Yueming: [You will send me a message then, I will go home and have a meal with you. 】
Mrs. Xiang: [I don’t have time to eat with you, I just tell you. 】
Xiang Yueming: [...Alright. 】
After chatting with Mrs. Xiang for ten minutes, Xiang Yueming felt her impatience and ended the topic consciously.
It was still early, she raised her eyes and looked at the light shining through the curtains, and followed her spirits.
Xiang Yueming thought for a while and sent a harassing message to Cheng Zhan.
She estimated the time, Cheng Zhan should get up and run now.
As soon as it was sent out, Cheng Zhan called her back.
Xiang Yueming frantically walked out of the room and connected: "Hey."
Her voice was very soft, which made Cheng Zhan feel different.
He rolled his apple and asked in a low voice, "Insomnia again?"
"...Hmm." Xiang Yueming touched the tip of his nose: "I didn't sleep well."
Cheng Zhan understood, he was silent for a moment: "Clean up."
Xiang Yueming: "Huh?"
She was stunned: "What?"
Cheng Zhan walked out and said lightly: "Pack up and go home."
Xiang Yueming "Oh" said, "Okay."
She thought about it, and at home she could indeed sleep better.
Cheng Zhan said "um" and whispered: "Don't go downstairs when you are done."
"Why?" Xiang Yueming might not fully wake up yet, and could not understand the meaning of his words for the first time.
Cheng Zhan: "I will come down again when I arrive."
Xiang Yueming was stunned, she stood on the balcony looking at the gleam of the morning sun, a little bit unable to believe what she had heard.
"Are you coming to pick me up?"
Cheng Zhan ignored her surprise and reminded: "You can arrive in about half an hour, and then go downstairs when you arrive."
"……it is good."
Xiang Yueming opened her mouth: "Then I will wait for you."
After hanging up the phone, Xiang Yueming didn't wake Yu Yuan, brushed her teeth and washed her face, and left with her bag and mobile phone.
As soon as she left the gate of the community, she saw the car parked on the side of the road.
Xiang Yueming's eyes brightened, and she ran over.
As soon as she went up, she met the man's dark and bright pupils.
The two looked at each other, and under the pressure of his eyes, Xiang Yueming pressed her lower lip, a little uncomfortable: "You also woke up a bit early today."
Cheng Zhan: "Really."
"Yeah." Xiang Yueming nodded: "By the way, are you sober? Can you drive?"
Cheng Zhan didn't speak up.
Xiang Yueming poked him in the arm, "I'm asking you."
Cheng Zhan lowered his eyes, looked at her unfastened seat belt, and moved his gaze to her cheek: "Do you know if you smell it?"
"..."
Meeting his eyes, Xiang Yueming's heart beat a little faster.
She paused, but did not refuse.
She leaned a little closer to Cheng Zhan, lowered her head and sniffed the smell on his body.
There is no smell of alcohol, only the ebony fragrance that is not strong or strong is penetrated in the nose.
This is a perfume that Xiang Yueming gave him, and Cheng Zhan didn't like it. But Xiang Yueming always felt that this smell would make her feel warm, so she sprayed it into his closet on her own initiative.
When Cheng Zhan watched her spray, he frowned, but did not stop.
After that, Xiang Yueming would renew his incense from time to time. Over time, Cheng Zhan became accustomed to this taste.
Cheng Zhan lowered his head, looking at the person who was immersed in the smell of his neck, his Adam's apple rolled gently: "Do you smell it?"
"No."
Xiang Yueming withdrew calmly, licked her lower lip and said, "There is no smell of alcohol."
"Don't try elsewhere?"
Xiang Yueming is not clear, so look at him: "Huh?"
Cheng Zhan raised his hand and hugged him on his lap.
He clasped her neck, bit her lip and said, "Here, try it."