Xu Qiao and the heroine in the movie widened their eyes in horror at the same moment, and bounced on the spot like a rocket into the sky.
"Ah—" This is what the heroine in the movie yelled for Xu Qiao.
Xu Qiao stood by the sofa in a twitch, watching Cheng Lang bow his back in dismay, and began to confirm what good deed he had just done.
Just now the movie entered a key plot, she was too involved in the drama, she went to grab the pillow to comfort her anxiety, she grabbed it twice but failed, and finally caught it the third time...
I grabbed a large group of things that were said to be soft, but not that hard.
Xu Qiao glanced at the pair of pillows that fell to the ground as she stood up, let out a cold hiccup, and slowly raised her right hand, which had once turned upside down at the poker table.
She was really lucky. She slapped Cheng Lang's ass in the hospital in her sleep before, and then she had a precise chicken fight on New Year's Eve in the apartment. Every time, the claw was fatal.
Xu Qiao couldn't bear to look directly, made a gesture of grabbing, raised her eyes, and met Cheng Lang's eyes in the dim light.
She quickly hid the culprit "hand" behind her back.
Cheng Lang frowned and bowed his head, taking a light breath, as if he had temporarily lost the ability to settle accounts with her.
Xu Qiao's heart skipped a beat.
It won't break, will it
Hesitantly, she took a tango pace of two steps forward and one step back, and slowly walked up to him and squatted down, observing his face from the bottom up: "Yes, I'm sorry, do I... want to call you an ambulance?" ?”
Cheng Lang raised his eyelids, looked at her without words, took a deep breath and adjusted his heart rate: "No need..."
"Are you okay?" Xu Qiao squatted on the ground, plucking the air with ten fingers helplessly, recalling Cheng Lang's "fifteen minutes" at the beginning, and said worriedly, "This way, we won't even have fifteen minutes in the future." right?"
Cheng Lang's eyes were fixed on her face.
Xu Qiao covered herself with a quick mouth that even lightning could not stop.
Her old swan!
People who are broken after drinking are reminiscing about some restricted-rated past events. Isn't this a goof
"Oh, I mean that, the progress bar of the movie..." Xu Qiao tried to circle around as if nothing had happened. Seeing Cheng Lang's gloomy expression, she realized that it was useless, so she jumped up and ran away.
As soon as she retreated, she was about to hit the glass coffee table behind her, Cheng Lang immediately reached out to stop her, and wrapped her arms around her waist.
Xu Qiao was caught in a stagger and fell forward. The next second, her legs were kneeling on both sides of his body, her hands were on her shoulders, and she sat down on his lap.
In the flickering light and shadow, she could clearly see the sweat dripping from Cheng Lang's forehead and the eyes staring at her.
The bottom of his eyes seemed to be sucked into an unfathomable vortex.
She shook her head, and was about to leave him, when she pushed her hand out, she suddenly heard a soft moan—from a movie that was on-going.
Immediately afterwards, the two panting alternately became more and more crazy.
Xu Qiao blinked as if struck by lightning.
Cheng Lang looked away from her face and looked at the TV screen.
Through his pupils, Xu Qiao saw in the movie that the heroine was having a one-two one with her boyfriend on the sofa in the apartment.
Even the posture of the female boss is very similar to her and Cheng Lang at the moment.
No, why is this movie still behind her back
You are the heroine of a horror movie. You are scared and need to vent your emotions. You can jump rope and run laps on your own. Why do you have to drag your boyfriend to exercise
Xu Qiao noticed that Cheng Lang's hand around her waist tightened slightly.
Through the sweater, he could feel the shocking heat in his palm.
She quickly let go of the hand on his shoulder, turned around and was about to crawl to the side.
"Wait." Cheng Lang withdrew his gaze, called her hoarsely, and pulled her into his arms with a little strength, as if struggling to try something.
Xu Qiao leaned against him immobile: "Wait what...?"
If you wait any longer, the movie will not reflect reality!
"I..." Cheng Lang closed his eyes, "I'm not feeling well."
"Call an ambulance if you feel uncomfortable," Xu Qiao wanted to cry, "I seemed to be too energetic just now..."
Cheng Lang closed his eyes and shook his head: "Just don't move."
"Are you comfortable if I don't move?" Xu Qiao looked at his pale face and the increasingly fine beads of sweat on his forehead, expressing doubts.
"Yeah." He didn't want to let go of her, but he didn't make unnecessary movements, and the hand around her waist remained motionless.
Xu Qiao had heard that the man's place was very fragile, and judging by his symptoms, it was estimated that the stamina was really painful, so she finally gave up on moving.
It's not a lot of meat to be hugged for a while. She was made so miserable by him, so she should be brave enough to bear the mistake.
She looked at him with a hint of guilt, and saw that under his tightly closed eyes, the fine eyelashes were trembling slightly, and felt a little miraculous.
This man's eyelashes are so long, and the contrast between the fragile moments is actually very cute...
She stretched out an index finger, poked lightly towards his eyelashes, and when she was about to touch his eyelashes, she withdrew her hand abruptly.
Fairy Xu, Meng Lang is gone, Meng Lang is gone!
She turned her head away, thankful that the BGM of the movie perfectly covered up her heartbeat, and after a while, maintaining an awkward half-kneeling, half-prone posture, she cleared her throat and asked him: " Are you feeling better…”
"It's okay." Cheng Lang nodded.
"It's okay that you didn't look like that just now," Xu Qiao said with a sad face, "Don't be brave, if something goes wrong, I can't afford to ask me to pay for it later."
"I know it in my heart." Cheng Lang opened his eyes, her paw was not that serious just now, his follow-up symptoms were due to the onset of the disease, but now, even though he is still holding her, the suffocation and oppression have eased , he looked more relaxed, rubbed her ear and said in a low voice, "You don't have to worry about fifteen minutes."
If you have the strength, which pot will not open, which pot will be lifted, right
Xu Qiao's ears burned, she pushed him away, and got up: "Shut up, shut up! Do you have to say something so that people can't get off the stage?"
"If I really wanted to," Cheng Lang pulled out of the sweaty state and stretched his stiff neck and shoulders, "I would expose you on the phone that morning."
"..."
Her acting skills are so bad.
Fortunately, when scouts wanted to lure her into the showbiz a few years ago, she refused.
"You might as well expose me directly!" Xu Qiao looked at him angrily, "Are you happy watching the monkey play for so long?"
Cheng Lang's temples were a little swollen and painful. I don't know if it was the sequelae of the disease, or because of her unreasonableness.
He got up and walked in front of her, looked down at her and shook his head: "I've never seen such a beautiful monkey."
It is said that stretching out your hand will not hit a smiling face, so how can you argue with him if you boast so much
She spat at him: "You can leave when you are healthy! Don't be so glib here!"
Cheng Lang glanced at his watch by the light of the TV: "After zero o'clock, I have to leave if you don't chase me away."
"Huh?" Xu Qiao was taken aback.
"I'm flying to London soon."
Xu Qiao gave a low "ah" and understood.
She understood New Year's Day from a Chinese perspective, thinking that it was just a solar New Year, but to London, today was equivalent to the Lunar New Year's Eve, and his parents and grandfather were there, so there was no reason not to go home.
The pitiful "first New Year's Eve alone" is simply a lie.
"The elders at home are waiting for you? Then go back early..." Xu Qiao rubbed his nose.
"It's not too late now, London is eight hours away from here, and I landed just in the early morning of the new year."
"It's too rushed." She was surprised.
"I can't help it. I want to say Happy New Year to you on time at midnight." Cheng Lang looked at her with a smile, "There are some children in my family, and there are a lot of children in my family, right?"
Xu Qiao's heart ached, and her eyes felt a little hot again.
She dodged his fiery gaze, and punched him on the shoulder: "Why do you talk like my dad! Did you pay the copyright fee!"
—
In the first dream of the new year, Xu Qiao dreamed of her father who had not heard from her for a long time.
In the dream, Xu Kangrong was carrying a big mountain of gold on his back, calling her all the way: "Qiaoqiao, Dad has made a comeback! Look at this mountain of gold that Dad carried back for you, does it shine?"
She ran towards him with tears streaming down her face, and said, Dad, why are you so kind to me!
"Of course, there are children in other families, and there are also children in my family!" Xu Kangrong said cheerfully.
She cried and hugged him, but just as she hugged him, she found that his face changed a little bit, his eyebrows, eyes, nose, and mouth were replaced by Cheng Lang's.
"Why are you? Where's my dad?" She staggered back, trying to get away, but was held tightly in his arms.
He bit her earlobe and smiled: "He won't come back, I will be your father in the future."
Xu Qiao woke up suddenly, sat up for a while, and patted her chest to gather herself.
Cheng Lang really waited until midnight to tell her "Happy New Year" last night before leaving. After he left, she actually suffered from damn insomnia, thinking over and over whether he got on the plane, landed, and caught up with the New Year in London.
Thinking of the daylight, there was a vibration from the phone, and Cheng Lang sent a message saying that he had arrived in London, and a gift would be delivered to her house later.
Then she finally couldn't bear it and fell asleep, but after falling asleep, there was still the lingering man in her dream.
Xu Qiao felt that she had a migraine, pressed her forehead, and suddenly heard the doorbell.
Is it a gift
She trotted out in her slippers, looked out through the door mirror, and was dumbfounded at the entrance.
The woman outside the door lost patience and rang the doorbell again.
Xu Qiao couldn't believe it, and slowly opened the door.
Seeing her just waking up, Zhu Li was furious: "On the first day of the new year, you sleep late and sleep until you are full. I got up early and rushed to this rural place to greet you little princess!"
"How did you find this place..." Xu Qiao looked at her in a daze.
Zhu Li walked in and kicked off his high heels: "Your man told me that!"
—
After welcoming Zhu Li in, Xu Qiao knew that this was the "New Year's gift" that Cheng Lang was talking about.
It turned out that Zhu Li had asked Cheng Lang for help a long time ago when he couldn't find her anywhere.
Cheng Lang knew she was in Milan at the time, but he apologized to Zhu Li, saying that he didn't know.
Zhu Li had no choice but to give up temporarily, until the hot search on Weibo the day before yesterday brought the name "Yu Li" into her sight.
She followed the vines to find Berg Jewelry Studio, and when she contacted it, Cheng Lang finally gave her the answer, telling her that he would go back to London on New Year's Day, and that Xu Qiao might be bored alone in Beicheng, so let her go there when she has time stay with her.
"Having a man and forgetting sisters, miss, you are really good!" Zhu Li sat cross-legged on the sofa, from the moment he entered the door he kept cursing until he explained what happened clearly.
Xu Qiao was still immersed in the memory at this time.
She vaguely remembered that on Christmas Eve, Cheng Lang asked her if she would like to see Zhu Li if she came to see her again.
At that time, she didn't refuse straight away. Cheng Lang must have seen what she meant, and then revealed her whereabouts to Zhu Li later.
She came back to her senses: "Oh, don't bleed me, don't I want to make your house a mess?" She pursed her mouth and pretended to be pitiful, "I want to honor Mr. Zhu when I become famous. .”
When Zhu Li was reminded by her, she remembered the jewelry design competition in Belgium: "Hey, speaking of this, it's okay Xu Qianjin, you have been hiding it for so many years, and even I don't know that you are so good at it. If you enter the industry earlier , how can your design team dig it out for Fantui..."
"What did you say?" Xu Qiao interrupted her in a daze, "Did my design team break up?"
This time Zhu Li was stunned: "You don't know about this?"
Xu Qiao shook her head: "You mean, Zhao Baoxing's family took away the entire design team of our Jinlu? When did it happen?"
Zhu Li was startled: "It's been a while, when there was a bloodbath outside, all kinds of chaos, are you living in a dream?" After finishing speaking, he realized, "Oh, you are living because of your man. In the iron walls you built."