This Damned Sweetness

Of course not necessarily.

Although the monk can't run away from the temple, she must first explain the ins and outs to Cheng Lang clearly so that she can take the initiative. She was interrupted just after she got up, and she hit the gun directly at this moment. Ugly?

Xu Qiao felt that she could rescue him again.

She took a deep breath and said to Cheng Ye on the other end of the phone, "Oh, I remembered it wrong..." Then she cut off the phone and quietly turned off the phone.

"Diversion?" Cheng Lang slowed down.

"Ah, yes, I'm mistaken, it's not Audleyden, it's..." Xu Qiao's brain swiftly turned, "It's an outlet! Outlets shopping center, you know?"

"know."

Xu Qiao looked at the front door of the hotel with trepidation. She was relieved until the front of the car turned, curled her knuckles and knocked on her legs.

How can this be better? I just introduced the topic step by step with an unremarkable student friend, how wonderful it is, now it feels like I was poked in the waist halfway through a yawn, and I feel completely broken.

"It's two blocks away," Cheng Lang glanced at her, as if thinking she was sorry for reporting the wrong destination. "Not far."

Sure enough, Xu Qiao hadn't figured out how to speak, and the car stopped in front of the outlet.

She sat still, opened her mouth, chewed on the air and closed it. Cheng Lang seemed to have misunderstood that she could not drive the door, and got out of the car and walked to the passenger side.

Xu Qiao had to follow along and get out of the car.

Cheng Lang bent over and took out a brand new fifty-yuan note from the glove box: "If you find more change, you have to subsidize the public money yourself."

She thought for a while before remembering it: "Oh, yes."

Cheng Lang smiled and handed the banknotes to her palm, as polite as always, without touching her skin with a fingertip: "Don't be careless next time."

It's "next time" again.

Every time at the end, there is always a hint of "to be continued". Xu Qiao really feels that Cheng Lang’s tricks of making girls are very characteristic of idol dramas-at the end of each episode, the audience is left with a suspense full of pink bubbles for the audience to wait. The audience screamed with excitement and chased after the next episode. As a result, they looked at the beginning of the next episode: I'm grinning, you show me this?

Seeing what he meant by parting, Xu Qiao looked at the noisy commercial district with people coming and going, and sighed in his heart.

Let's find another chance to be honest and honest again.

She waved at him: "Goodbye, Mr. Cheng."

——

Xu Qiao originally thought that according to the progress of the two people, this goodbye should be tomorrow night, but she did not expect that for three consecutive days, no matter how dedicated she was to her job, she would also change the night shift even on holidays, without waiting for Cheng Lang.

It's not that Cheng Lang didn't come, but that their fate seemed to be exhausted.

Because one night, Shi Hua said that when Pagani passed the station, she happened to be in the bathroom.

Xu Qiao thinks that she is already conscientious enough to go to the bathroom only once a night, so she can miss it perfectly in just fifteen minutes?

Thinking about it this way, it was not that she and Cheng Lang had no fate at all, but were too fate.

After rotating the shaft for a few days, Xu Qiao couldn't carry it anymore. After get off work, he went back to the hotel and fell asleep.

This sleep went straight from ten o'clock in the morning to eight o'clock in the evening, until Zhu Li called.

"Hey……"

"Still sleeping? Come out for a drink?"

"Isn't your hotel just opened, isn't it busy?"

"I want to drink when I am busy."

Xu Qiao heard that Zhu Li was frustrated in the mall, and he wanted to vomit.

She sat up from the bed, looked at the dark sky outside the window, and rubbed her neck: "Okay, where?"

"Just open the new store in Yujinfang, Muse."

——

The Yujinfang at night is as bright as day, and the neon lights on the streets and alleys are ignited with colorful lights, and they complement each other as if they are beautiful.

Funk music is boiling on the Muse floor, and the rhythm of the electric bass and drum kit is beating on the human heart, making the blood of the men and women in it suddenly change.

This newly opened Bar is famous for its music. There are no boxes in the audience. It claims that no matter which area you sit in, you can get the auditory effect of the resident singer.

However, some people joked that Muse was able to quickly gain a foothold in Yujinfang. The more important reason may be that there are no private boxes in a group of high-style bars. It is a fully open space, just like its name "Muse". The same, it gave the people on the fun field more inspiration and desire for amorous encounters.

Tonight's Muse is as lively as usual.

There were four elder brothers sitting in the deck on the second floor. In the quiet gap between the singing of the song, a complaining male voice rang out: "When will President Lang arrive? How long have we waited for this? My Jiang Fang is also a one-minute tens of millions of people. ..."

Someone quipped: "People make ten million in a minute, but you lose ten million in a minute?"

"That's wrong." In the interlaced lights and shadows, the person finally appeared.

Cheng Lang strolled across the platform, smiling and handing the suit jacket to the waiter. The four immediately got up to welcome him into the throne.

Jiang Fang poured wine for Cheng Lang and stared at the other three people: "That's right, do you hear what you say like a human?"

"I mean," Cheng Lang tapped his knuckles on the coffee table. "It's time to update the data for earning ten million a minute."

Jiang Fang: "..."

Shen Dang smiled and shook his head, pointing to Cheng Lang: "You haven't seen you for so long, you are still a serious poison."

"Oh, as we all know, we always only change **** when we meet a woman." Jiang Fang put the wine glass aside, hissed as if thinking of something, "By the way, what do you mean today? what?"

Cheng Lang took a moment to take off his watch.

Jiang Fang turned his head to Shen Dang in the formation of the game: "Just let the five elders drink here, Shen Dang, are you modified?"

"Where," Shen Dang let out a light cough, "I just feel uncomfortable with the powder."

"Why didn't you listen to you before..." Jiang Fang stared at Cheng Lang halfway through the talk, "No, the key tonight is that there is an extra leader. Is the problem..."

Cheng Lang bit the dead smoke, narrowing his eyes dangerously.

Jiang Fang closed his mouth, and Pi Dian Pi Dian leaned over to light him a cigarette, which he pushed away.

"President Lang, it was me who said the wrong thing, just to save face!"

Cheng Lang raised his chin behind him.

Jiang Fang stunned and turned his head, through the gap of the wooden partition, vaguely saw a woman sitting next door.

Shen Dang broke his head looking around: "Lang never smokes where there are women, just biting to relieve addiction."

Jiang Fang suddenly slapped his thigh: "Just like Mr. Lang who treats women as treasure, I was suspicious of his sexuality? I really have no eyes."

"Isn't it." Shen Dang smiled and glanced at Cheng Lang, "You don't know, they started'hunting' as soon as they returned to China."

"Oh ho, which girl with such a big background can ask President Lang to go out in person?"

Shen Dang shrugged and said that he didn't know: "As Mr. Lang said, a woman is a book. You have to read it slowly to read the surprise. After you have checked all the seven aunts and eight aunts, what is the freshness of exploration?"

"High or wave is always high," Jiang Fang gave Cheng Lang a fist, but couldn't help being curious, "What kind of girl is that, can you tell me?"

Shen Dang met with Cheng Lang privately yesterday and talked about the latest situation. He knew the girl and saw that Cheng Lang was not very interested in speaking in a noisy environment. He took the initiative to answer: "Very soft girl, the family's economic conditions should be average. When I was wronged at work, a person secretly shed tears and gave her a more expensive dress. I was embarrassed to accept it, and asked her name, but she stubbornly didn't dare to talk about it. Anyway, every time the wave always teases, she doesn't know What's the answer, especially pure..."

A few people here chatted lively, but the content of the conversation was mixed by funk music and passed to Zhu Li's ears in the deck next door, but all became indistinguishable bass.

Zhu Li only heard the last few sentences in the gap between the BGM, and felt in his heart that 800 years have passed, and the rich men still eat the pure white rabbits the most.

After a few glasses of whiskey, she glanced at the screen of her mobile phone. Xu Qiao sent "it will arrive in five minutes" 15 minutes ago, and "it will arrive in five minutes" sent ten minutes ago. : "If you want to pick up my corpse directly, you can go slower."

It was Xu Qiao’s own voice that answered her: “A row of whiskey is shouting to pour. This amount of alcohol, don’t call it my friend when you go out in the future.”

Zhu Li raised her head and saw Xu Qiao walking beautifully on a pair of eye-catching rust red thin shirts and pleated transparent boots. In the windbreaker was a "waist attack" sweater and a high-waist leather skirt. She was so angry that she couldn't bear it. Stop blowing the rogue whistle: "It seems that the toll booth didn't ruin you."

After Xu Qiao went upstairs, the resident singer happened to change to a particularly noisy song. She didn't hear clearly, handed the windbreaker to the waiter, sat down opposite Zhu Li and asked her what she said.

Zhu Li raised her voice and repeated it again.

Xu Qiao pointed to the dark circles under her eyes that couldn't be covered by her own concealer, "Isn't that enough to slap me?"

Zhu Li smiled backwards and closed together: "Looking at you having such a miserable life, I suddenly felt that my bad things were not so bad."

Xu Qiao turned her head to ask for a special note with the waiter, and asked her: "Who is blocking our little Zhu's financial path?"

Zhu Li's entrepreneurial road is not easy.

There are many men in the Zhu family, but Zhu Li is the only girl. Originally, Zhu’s father meant to train Zhu Li like a famous lady, to be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and to be both proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. .

However, Zhu Li hates these. It is both non-marriageism and career-oriented. One can imagine how much resistance he faces.

She waved her hand, indicating that she didn't want to say: "The more you talk, the more annoying you are. Tell me something about your bad things. I might be able to hurry up after hearing this."

"I really don't vomit."

The two hit it off, Xu Qiao crackled and poured beans, and talked about what Cheng Lang hadn't seen for three days.

Zhu Li stunned: "You are a bit retro. It's in the 21st century. Are you still using this way of dating two thousand years ago? No, the ancestors of two thousand years ago all knew about exchanging addresses, letters, and making appointments. It’s been a month ago, dare you to see each other purely by luck?"

Xu Qiao straightened her back angrily: "Can this be blamed on me? He is not taking the initiative, so I have to post it upside down by a little girl? And he said he likes to be subtle, so I can only hold back."

"Is he a zero-based land reclamation player?" Zhu Li puzzledly recalled the brief contact with Cheng Lang at the cocktail party that day. With just a gesture of drinking wine, he could see that the man was accustomed to nestling in the wind and moon field. "No, that man definitely looks like a high play."

Xu Qiao took the cocktail from the waiter and sighed: "In this case, I have had so many trysts in the middle of the night, why doesn't he ask me to call?"

As soon as she finished her voice, the vocalist song ended, the band changed, and the ears suddenly became clear. A male voice came from the next door in this gap: "It's not easy for us to get the work together. Son, are you leaving so early?"

Someone replied: "Go to bed, you have fun."

Xu Qiao was taken aback, thinking that she was thinking about hearing it every day, she turned her head and looked intently at the gap in the partition behind her, but she really saw a familiar figure.

Zhu Li was about to ask "what's wrong", her mouth was covered by her.

Xu Qiao made a "hush" gesture and listened to the men's conversation.

"You haven't finished the jet lag yet?"

"It's over."

"Then you go to bed too early."

"For the sake of a little girl, I don't sleep at midnight to go for a high-speed drive, which makes my eyelids fight."

Zhu Li's mouth is "Oh Huo", and the expression of eating melon is in place.

Xu Qiao pressed her back to the partition, wishing to pass her ears through.

"Hey, we still need to go through this process for our boss to tease sister? What kind of gentleman, just go up and ask for the phone."

"Isn't it too pure to look at it?"

Xu Qiao was taken aback, pointed to her nose, and silently asked Zhu Li with her eyes: Am I pure?

Zhu Li shook his head suspiciously: Are you pure with others?

Xu Qiao was full of innocence: No!

After being innocent, I felt something was wrong.

Speaking of it, Cheng Lang saw her in front of her several times. She did happen to be either crying or miserable, and she always wore a simple and non-physical uniform with old-fashioned hair...

Could it be that these down-to-earth appearances gave him the illusion that he really didn't recognize her in Lidun that day? So he borrowed her coat, maybe he just found out that she was gone and was willing to help others?

It turns out that this is the reason why she missed love!

The world has such a misunderstanding of her!

Zhu Li opened his mouth and was about to say something, but was stopped by Xu Qiao with a hateful face.

Afterwards, Xu Qiao regretted it for a while. If she could listen to Zhu Li's speech well at this moment, she would definitely not make the next stupid move.

It's a pity that Liang Jingru and Lin Junjie said there is no if.

She turned around with a misunderstood resentment and poked her head out of the partition: "Um, sorry to interrupt..."

Five eyes shot at her together.

Xu Qiao stared at the stunned color that flashed under Cheng Lang's eyes, and cleared her throat: "I think, in fact, she may not be as pure as you think..."

"..."

The author has something to say: Is Lang always surprised, is it unexpected? You are right, a woman is really a book, and if you turn it over, you will overturn.