Chapter 70

Although it's well known that a love affair needs to be vigorous when we are at peace, on the day when she was indirectly labeled as an "abandoned woman" by unscrupulous media, she was able to get such a lovely and aboveboard Clarification Announcement. I have to say that little princess Xu's mood really took off from the bottom of the valley and got on the color helicopter.

Xu Qiao stretched out a foot and pointed the tip of her shoe on the edge of forgiveness to test him: "if you are not satisfied? "

at the other end of the screen, Cheng Lang, holding his mobile phone, smiles.

If she is really dissatisfied, she will not reply to this message at all.

So he typed, "then open the door. "

Xu Qiao stands up suddenly, walks to the French window, looks down and sees a black car parked in front of the studio.

It's not the Bentley she used to choose in order to keep her low profile. It's the glamorous and eye-catching out of print Zeppelin that was killed on the road. It's the Zeppelin that has the name of "mobile Palace" and is engraved with the mark of Cheng Lang in the North City, representing himself.

She stood by the window, her heart leaped a little, turned and walked out. As soon as I opened the door of the studio, I was startled by the people standing outside.

It's not the door. It's the door.

Cheng Lang smiles and shakes the things in her hand: "if you are not satisfied, look at this again?"

Xu Qiao fixed her eyes on the rectangular velvet gift box in his hand, and saw that the package was jewelry. But there is no brand name on the gift box, so we can't judge what it is.

She pretended not to be curious, not to care, not to be rare, and hummed: "jewelry designers are very picky in taste. Are you not afraid to step on thunder when you send jewelry?"

"I'm afraid." Cheng Lang nodded. When his girlfriend was a senior player in the jewelry industry, choosing jewelry really became a problem, "so I didn't dare to send jewelry."

"Oh?" Xu Qiao, as if nothing had happened, couldn't put it on. She glanced at the gift box, caught by him, and quickly took back her sight.

Cheng Lang opened the gift box with a smile and put it in her palm.

Xu Qiao was shocked by the flash of light in the box.

This is a red diamond as beautiful as pigeon's blood.

Instead of giving her jewelry, he gave her a diamond, one of the rarest colored diamonds in the world.

The world's largest red diamond was found in Brazil in 1960. After carving, it is only 5.11 carats, which is known as priceless. More than 50 years later, Australia's argyle diamond mine produced the second largest red diamond. After cutting, it was only 2.11 carats, with an auction valuation of nearly 70 million yuan.

The red diamond in front of Xu Qiao at the moment, though less than a few carats, is not inferior to them in color. Especially today, when the argay diamond mine is about to close, such a blood red diamond has almost become a top quality.

For a jeweler, it's just a diamond that can't be touched, let alone possessed.

Xu Qiao couldn't believe that she slowly took the gift box, held it in her hand, and blinked at Cheng Lang.

She has always known that this man's hand is unusual, but even with this psychological expectation, he can break through the upper limit of her imagination again and again.

Cheng Lang just about to say something, but listen to her suddenly stop: "wait a minute."

Holding the gift box, Xu Qiao went back to the studio, put the diamond under the light source, looked left, right, up and down, and looked at it carefully.

Cheng Lang went in with a smile and explained, "it's a real diamond. It was just photographed last week."

"Last week?" Xu Qiao temporarily stopped admiring and looked back at him, "I didn't pay much attention to you last week..."

Cheng Lang sighed and nodded: "yes, but when I heard about this red diamond, I still want to take it for you."

"Didn't you think I might not forgive you?"

"I've thought that if that's the case, this diamond is a gift for you."

Xu Qiao was stunned for a long time before he said, "are you stupid and rich? How can anyone give such a break-up fee? "

Cheng Lang doesn't seem to like this adjective very much. He frowns: "red diamond has very high investment and collection value. It is handed over to a jewelry designer who is destined to shine in the future. After design and creation, and superimposing brand effect, its value will double. Even if we do break up, it's a very worthwhile deal. "

Xu Qiao was amused too much by his serious self respect: "how can you guarantee that I will sell it in the future, and that I will give you dividends when I sell it?" She looked at the red diamond in the box again and looked at him with a shriveled mouth, "but it's really a bit hard to do..."

Her hands are still shaking at the moment.

Cheng Lang said with a smile: "then you should take it as a common property. If I am short of money one day, you can make it into jewelry, double it and sell it together as pocket money."

“……” Only husband and wife have common property. Is this a diamond for his wife?

Xu Qiao looked at him and closed the gift box gently: "OK, put it in my small Treasury first."

"Do you have a safe deposit box?"

"Oh, no, you give me one by the way?" She blinked."It's not a waste," Cheng Lang thought. "There are some in the residence."

“……”

Before the diamond was warmed in her hands, she had to enter his house with people.

It's called "waste" to be able to easily photograph a rare red diamond and let it go with a safe. This is the distorted money view of what can afford a supermarket but can't afford a supermarket shopping bag.

"I'm still in my apartment." Xu Qiao muttered.

"The luggage and daily necessities you didn't take with you are left intact at home. Just check in with your bags." Cheng Lang shows his thoughtfulness with an impatient smile.

"Wait till I get my bag back to the office."

Xu Qiao walked out of the studio and went to the opposite office to pick up her belongings. When she went out, she saw Cheng Lang frowning, holding a piece of paper, walking slowly, looking down at the painting and walking towards her.

Xu Qiao's heart clattered, remembering what.

Cheng Lang walks up to her, raises the picture of shit and looks at her doubtfully.

It is obvious that he has found the soul of the painting accurately.

Xu Qiao touched her nose: "well, I'm angry this afternoon..."

Cheng Lang looked at the dog who was so vivid that he almost wrote his name on it. With a deep sigh, he folded up the drawing paper and stretched out his other hand to her: "little ancestor, come home with me."

Xu Qiao held his hand to him and looked at his face with his head tilted: "angry?"

Cheng Lang is not angry with her for such a trifle, but listening to her soft tone, he is curious about what will happen by default.

He hasn't seen Xu Qiao for a long time.

He thought for a moment, deliberately tense and silent.

"It is said that no matter how loving a couple is, there will be dozens of times in their life when they want to strangle each other. I just drew a picture..." Xu Qiao small voice sophistry.

"The original sentence of that statement is:" even in the happiest marriage, there are two hundred thoughts of divorce and fifty thoughts of strangling each other in one's life. "

Oh, it's a couple, not a couple.

"Anyway, that's what I mean," Xu Qiao shook his hand, "not angry?"

Cheng Lang feels that he's about to disarm. He's about to say that he's joking with her, but she suddenly pulls her hand away from his palm, opens her arm to him, looks up and says, "husband, hold me."

Cheng Lang raised his eyebrows.

This kind of unexpected joy, even if really angry, I'm afraid it can't stand. He looked at her and said with a smile, "it's funny. It's a good painting. Go home and mount it."

“……” Xu Qiao a second change face, "withdraw! That remark was withdrawn

-

after leaving the studio, Cheng Lang took Xu Qiao to a restaurant in the middle of the lake for Valentine's Day dinner.

The dinner was wrapped up, so there was no taboo when they chatted. Xu Qiao only knew when she asked about Cheng Lang in the second half of the meal. In fact, when the media maliciously reported the incident, it was Cheng Lang, not her, who was really damaged.

This merger has established Cheng Lang's high prestige in the group, including the shopping malls. Cheng Jun, Cheng Lang's cousin, has been obstructing Cheng Lang from the beginning.

When Cheng Lang hurt his hand, Xu Qiao killed lanchen group because he was disobedient.

But the total return of the wave to see the move, and ultimately let the two sides signed a smooth.

Cheng Jun can only obliterate Cheng Lang's achievements in public opinion and turn Cheng Lang's excellent business skills into the convenience of marriage.

So Xu Qiao is right. This kind of media manuscript can't be released without the strict examination of the group.

The manuscript was indeed approved by LAN Chen, but it was "temporarily and specially instructed" by Cheng Jun at the last pass - after all, Cheng Jun was the nominal president of the group.

When Xu Qiao knew about this, she was not happy. She had a bad time in the restaurant. She went back to Lishan mansion and scolded Cheng Junyi: "what's the difference between this kind of person and the crafty villain who made the country a mess in order to seize the throne in ancient times! I don't know what it's like to be both prosperous and loser. It's really not a big picture to engage in personal grudges and lower the level of the group. In order to keep the position of president, I've lost my mind in doing business! "

Cheng Lang looked at her like a "protecting calf" and handed her the slippers. He said with a smile, "are you angry for yourself or me?"

Xu Qiao stepped into the slippers: "half and half!"

"But," she frowned, "didn't he expect you to refute the rumor?"

"Most of the time, the loss caused by rumors is irreversible. Even refuting rumors may not achieve 100% effect. Besides, my grandfather does not want our brother to make too much trouble in the public view. In his imagination, I may not deal with things too thoroughly."

"Then you are..."

"Absolutely."

In fact, just the group's empty statements may not work. The key is that the parties have made their love affairs public in a high profile.

"Today, even if the treatment effect is not 100%, it should be 98%." Cheng Lang laughs. "I have to thank the little princess for having a tantrum with me. That's why I didn't save face for him."Can you make love to me?

Xu Qiao looked at him, went to the kitchen to pour water, and asked: "I have always been very curious, since there is no emotional history, where did you learn so much to coax your girlfriend?"

Cheng Lang followed her: "after that, I spent a lot of energy studying psychology in this field."

"True or false?" Xu Qiao was surprised to drink from her glass.

"Really, because you have to look like that." Cheng Lang felt very comfortable to be able to explain everything to Xu Qiao frankly. "When I was in the most serious condition, even my basic social communication became an obstacle. Once this hidden disease was exposed, it would not only damage my face, but more importantly, it would endanger my career."

That's why he makes himself look like a dissolute young man. Even if someone finds out that he is sometimes eccentric, he can't think of femophobia.

Xu Qiao felt that she seemed to know Cheng Lang again after the event.

It turns out that this son of heaven is not perfect, nor is he born omnipotent. However, this understanding does not reduce Cheng Lang's score in her heart. Instead, it makes her want to be closer to him, and makes her feel that this powerful person also needs to be spoiled and hurt.

It was a wonderful feeling that she had never had in the first half of her life.

"But in addition to talking on paper, maybe my parents also influenced me." Cheng Lang continued.

"Does your father know how to coax your mother?"

"It should be said that my mother is the type who can't be coaxed. Over the years, my father has refined even wood."

Xu Qiao gave a long "Oh" and nodded with her water glass: "Mr. Cheng, follow your father's footsteps?"

Cheng Lang took the cup out of her hand and put it around her waist. He bowed his head and said, "I'm happy."

Xu Qiao looked at his face and pointed to him, encircling his arm: "isn't it uncomfortable to meet him like this?"

Cheng Lang felt it for a while, hugged her tightly and shook his head: "I can accept it. Maybe London broke through a lot that night."

That's the night he got her. Xu Qiao stares at him.

"It was I who didn't know the right way that night. Are you still angry? " He stroked her lower lip.

Either completely forgive or cut it off. Now that she has made her choice, Xu Qiao doesn't want to hold back again and again, because she has been in the past. She is not such a sticky girl.

She shook her head: "I don't care about you, but you can't come like this in the future."

"Well?"

She stressed: "it's OK to treat a disease, but it must be" I treat it for you "instead of" you treat it with me ". Can you tell

Cheng Lang thought, "it's the difference between you kissing me and me kissing you."

“……” It's right to say that simply and roughly.

Cheng Lang laughed: "I understand and am willing to strictly follow the doctor's advice."

It's dog again! Xu Qiao pushed him: "walk, walk, who said to prescribe medicine for you."

Cheng Lang clasped her wrist with his backhand and gently pulled her back: "I really don't want to open it?"

Xu Qiao covered her mouth and shook her head.

Who told him to take her to eat seafood tonight? She didn't clean her mouth thoroughly after eating lemon candy with shrimp and crab flavor. At this time, it's too bad to kiss!

Cheng Lang nodded and let her go: "wait until you are willing."

She snorted, "when I'm finished taking a bath!"

Cheng Lang realized the reason why she didn't want to be intimate at the moment, and gave her steps: "OK, I'm tired all day. You should take a bath first."

-

when Xu Qiao took a bath, she regretted that she was soft hearted and said that.

After all, I haven't seen each other for a while, so I would have been a little nervous about intimate contact, not to mention the detailed appointment of a time. When the time comes, the two of them will have a bath, have a pair of eyes, and then ask "go to you or me" It's too embarrassing!

Intimacy should happen naturally. Why did she make an appointment with him in advance.

After taking a bath with a feeling of helplessness and confusion, Xu Qiao put on her underwear neatly and tightly, then she put on her nightgown. Then she opened the door like a thief, and the result was that she was shaking all over --

Mr. Cheng, who was ready, was standing by the stairs with a coffee cup in his hand, waiting for his miss Dongfeng.

Is it necessary to be so grand? I still drink coffee in the evening. Is this going to have a good night with her?

Hearing the sound, Cheng Lang looks back.

Xu Qiao regained her composure and said from a distance, "do you want to go to bed after drinking coffee so late?"

Cheng Lang looked at the bottom of the cup indifferently: "I don't want to smoke, so I drink something. My body is basically immune to coffee."

"Because you drink too much at work?"

"Probably."

"My boyfriend is so hard." Xu Qiao stepped forward.

Cheng Lang put the coffee cup aside and asked Xu Qiao the shameful question: "go to you or me?"Xu Qiao looked at him bitterly.

Cheng Lang seems to guess her mind. He takes her hand and takes her to his room. He says unimportant words to let her relax: "seriously, if you have time, you can draw some decorative paintings at home. I think the bedroom is a little empty."

"It depends on inspiration." Xu Qiao followed him inside.

"I hope it's not such a bad inspiration today." Cheng Lang smiles and takes her to the sofa.

Xu Qiao felt like she was on a blind date. After sitting down, her legs were as tight as a pupil, and her hands were holding her knees.

Cheng Lang is also aware of the drawbacks of "making an appointment in advance". He laughingly and helplessly hugs her to his leg: "it's still early. Let's chat for a while."

"What are you talking about?" Xu Qiao looked down at him.

"All right. If you have anything else to ask me, please ask me. Let's talk about it today. In the future, we'll fight less. Even if we fight, we won't break up. OK?"

When he said that, Xu Qiao really remembered a question.

"Oh, there's one thing," she nodded. "I'm a little strange. If you don't have any contact with Miss He except for work, your cousin can't make up that kind of thing out of thin air, can he?"

"In the past, there were some contacts."

"Well?" Xu Qiao straightened his back and straightened up.

"Her grandfather has a good relationship with my grandfather. Our two families visit each other occasionally on New Year's day. Once before, she happened to find that I was abnormal at a banquet and vaguely guessed something inside."

Xu Qiao clenched her hand nervously: "and then

"She didn't know the details. She just guessed that I had a serious habit of cleanliness in contact with women. She didn't tell anyone. She covered for me at the party. After that, she helped me in several public occasions, such as... " Cheng Lang recalled, "for example, if a woman deliberately approaches me with a wine glass, she will pretend to separate people inadvertently."

"Oh, so your cousin thought she was interested in you? He thought that he might not clarify his mistakes this time? "

"That's about it." Cheng Lang nodded, looking at her expression a little bit distracted, "not happy? It's all in the past. She's just a friend's help to me, and I'm just a friend's gratitude to her. "

Xu Qiao shook her head, indicating that she was not upset. She put her arms around his neck and said, "just thinking, why didn't I meet Mr. Cheng earlier?"

I don't know why. Listening to Cheng Lang say these words, she doesn't mind, but regrets that she didn't participate in his past when he needed help most.

"I was thinking yesterday," Cheng Lang suddenly looked at her seriously, "the north city is not big, why did not meet you before going abroad."

"Well?" Xu Qiao was drawn back to her attention.

"I guess song Mian should have helped you before, didn't he?"

"When I was bullied in primary school, he protected me and taught me to change my Mandarin accent." Xu Qiao nodded, "he and I are also friends' help and gratitude. Don't be so jealous."

"Vinegar still needs to be eaten, but I don't hate him." He laughed, frowned and thought about the wording. "Although it's a bit contradictory to say that, I really appreciate him for being with you when you are in trouble. Otherwise, I can't imagine how that little girl would cry on her own."

Xu Qiao's heart like a soft hammer gently hit, sour and numb.

My eyes suddenly want to cry.

She picked up his face: "Cheng Lang."

"Well?"

She didn't know what she wanted to express. After thinking about it, she called out: "Cheng Lang."

Cheng Lang laughs: "here it is."

There are tears in Xu Qiao's eyes: "I think I like you very much. You must treat me well in the future."

It was the first time she had expressed her heart to him. After Cheng Lang's accident, he has mixed feelings in his heart. But the taste of these difficult to put into words, the final result is the same - he wants to treasure her more.

"Do what I can." He nodded and wiped the corners of her eyes.

"Then I'm going to kiss you now." Xu Qiao put away her tears.

Cheng Lang put on a welcome posture: "but not respectful."

Xu Qiao lowered his head, closed his eyes, kissed his lips with the smell of coffee, gently covered his lower lip, and rubbed with him strangely and slowly.

Cheng Lang remembers what she said before and doesn't take the initiative.

She paused, opened her eyes and asked in a low voice, "will it hurt?"

"Not for the time being." He also opened his eyes and said with a smile, "don't ask. If you can't accept it, I'll say it."

Xu Qiao put down her heart and was more daring when she continued.

When she finally reached the tip of her tongue for the first time, Cheng Lang couldn't help biting her.

Xu Qiao whimpered and retreated: "I said I would come."

"Baby, I'm not normal, but I'm also a man."

Xu Qiao was amused by him.

Cheng Lang kisses the dampness on her lips: "the head is opened for you. Can I move next?"“……” This is the word of tiger and wolf.

"All right." Xu Qiao nodded.

Cheng Lang looked behind her: "the sofa is a bit crowded. How about going to bed?"

Xu Qiao said: "this is not Is it spacious? "

"There is no bed." Cheng Lang laughs, "just change a place to kiss, I'm not the world, this kind of thing must respect you, OK?"

"Oh." Xu Qiao nodded. As she was about to climb down from his leg, she was held up by his arm across the bend of his leg.

"Ah She called subconsciously and put her arms around his neck. "You can do it now. Won't you get sick like this?"

"I don't think so." Cheng Lang takes her to bed and gently lays her flat.

Xu Qiao curled up nervously.

It's over. She let out a wolf who had been hungry for more than 20 years.

Cheng Lang lies down beside her, pulls people into her arms and kisses her when she wants to say something else.

It seems that no matter how many times he kisses them, they are as fresh as the first time.

Hot and humid lingering baking bedding, two people gradually have some lost, no longer satisfied with the simple kiss.

Cheng Lang's hand touches her waist and rubs her butterfly bone.

Xu Qiao responds to him in the electric stimulation all over her body, and her hand is tickling in front of him.

Until a moment of confusion, I felt the strength of my back suddenly spread, and a bond suddenly relaxed.

Xu Qiao suddenly opened her eyes.

Cheng Lang moves and looks down at her. He seems to be confused and blinks slowly.