I bent after frying CP with my nemesis

After the recording of the show that day, Kong Xia quickly slipped back to the room on the second floor, and she wanted to find her handkerchief before Cheng Langqiu found out.

It was agreed at the time that after washing it, I would return it to Cheng Langqiu, but Kong Xia forgot about it as soon as she turned around, and it was hard to say whether the handkerchief was still in the middle of her bag. If this was lost, Cheng Langqiu would have trouble explaining it.

Kong Xia hurried back to the room, closed the door, groped in the interlayer of the bag, and finally found a piece of silky fabric, luckily, he found it.

Kong Xia took out her handkerchief and held it for the second time, she still had to sigh, rich and noble people are different.There is no brand logo on the handkerchief, the overall is very plain, I don't know what kind of fabric it is, it feels so soft, if you ask carefully, the faint fragrance on it still hasn't dissipated.

"Okay, don't appreciate other people's things." Kong Xia complained silently to himself, and went into the bathroom with a handkerchief.

After the handkerchief was wet with water, the fabric became almost transparent, and the lines of Kong Xia's palm could be seen faintly. She didn't dare to rub it vigorously, for fear that the fabric would be damaged.After rubbing briefly, Kong Xia suddenly felt some inconspicuous bumps on the edge of the handkerchief. She picked up the handkerchief and looked carefully at the light for a long time, and finally saw clearly that it was embroidered with silk thread of the same color dark lines.

It is a few petals of chrysanthemums.

An untimely thought suddenly appeared. Kong Xia remembered that those ladies from high families in ancient times also liked to embroider images that could represent their identity on their handkerchiefs. Cheng Langqiu's name had "Autumn" in it. , and chrysanthemums are autumn flowers, light and cold and stylish, the more I think about it, the more I look like Cheng Langqiu.

Could it be that Cheng Langqiu embroidered it himself?

Kong Xia was so frightened by his own thought that he almost choked. According to the TV show, if a disciple picks up the lady's handkerchief, the next step seems to be...

etc!Why did she bring herself into Deng Tu Zi!

Kong Xia shook his head violently, and was startled by his own thoughts, breaking out in a cold sweat.

knock --

"Are you in?" Cheng Langqiu knocked on the bathroom door from the outside, and she had already returned.

"I'm here." Kong Xialang said, "Wait a minute, it will be ready soon."

Kong Xia quickened her movements, she didn't dare to think about it anymore, she quickly washed off the remaining foam on the handkerchief, and after gently drying the water, Kong Xia found a small clothes hanger to hang the handkerchief on, and took the handkerchief out of the bathroom. Door.

At the door, Cheng Langqiu looked at her in surprise.

"Don't you want to use the bathroom? Go quickly." Kong Xia lowered her head, a little embarrassed.

Cheng Langqiu leaned against the door with his arms folded, looked at the things in Kong Xia's hand, and raised his eyebrows playfully.Cheng Langqiu unconsciously hooked his lips into a smile, looked at Kong Xia's increasingly red face and said, "I don't really want to go to the bathroom, I'm just curious why you've been in there for so long."

"Oh," Cheng Langqiu pretended to be enlightened, "So he was washing his handkerchief, but why does this handkerchief look so familiar?"

"Haha, it's yours." Kong Xia had no choice but to smile awkwardly, "Didn't I tell you last time that I'll return it to you after washing it. I'm washing it for you myself."

She selectively ignores the forgotten days in between.

Cheng Langqiu looked at Kong Xia, and suddenly asked softly, "Do you like this handkerchief?"

"I like it, who doesn't like this kind of exquisite little thing?" Kong Xia asked without knowing why.

"Just take it if you like it. Why do you want to give it back to me?" Cheng Langqiu stepped forward and said to Kong Xia, "I originally wanted to give it to you."

Kong Xia once again smelled the familiar fragrance from Cheng Langqiu's body, which was almost exactly the same as the handkerchief, with warmth, almost covering Kong Xia's whole body in it.

She quickly took a step back, her heart was beating very fast, Kong Xia tried her best to perceive why her heart was beating so abnormally, but because of this, she ignored the flash of loneliness on Cheng Langqiu's face.

"If you don't want to keep it, then put it here." Cheng Langqiu said lightly.

She went into the bathroom, the door blocked the smell and temperature together, Kong Xia finally recovered from the throbbing, she took a deep breath, and when she was looking for where to hang the handkerchief on the hanger, she couldn't help but start thinking again Cheng Langqiu.

Cheng Langqiu seemed a little disappointed just now, is it her illusion?

When Cheng Langqiu came out of the bathroom, as usual, there was no trace of haze on his face, as if it was indeed Kong Xia's illusion just now.

The two cleaned up and washed separately as before, and after they settled down, they lay on the bed. Cheng Langqiu was typing on his mobile phone, not knowing who he was chatting with. A daunting collection of original poetry.

Although Cheng Langqiu became down-to-earth, Kong Xia felt a little panicked, who was she chatting with? Is there so much to talk about?

"Qiuqiu." Kong Xia called her on purpose, trying to attract Cheng Langqiu's attention.But when Cheng Langqiu really turned his attention to Kong Xia, Kong Xia realized that he didn't know what he wanted to tell Cheng Langqiu at all.

She didn't expect Cheng Langqiu to put down the phone decisively as soon as he heard her calling her.

"That," Kong Xia struggled to find something to say, "Today's crabs are really delicious."

Speaking of crabs, Kong Xia suddenly remembered what she should say, she put on a serious face to Cheng Langqiu, and said: "You don't have to take care of me like that, I can peel crabs by myself, shrimps and crabs, etc. I can handle everything myself."

Cheng Langqiu lowered her eyes slightly, she thought she understood Kong Xia's rejection.

"It will be photographed." Cheng Langqiu said.

"The program team will film it, and the effect should be pretty good when it's broadcast," Cheng Langqiu paused, then added, "I don't mean anything else, you don't have to take it too seriously."

"Are you doing it for the effect of the show?"

"Ah."

Kong Xia was silent for a moment, how could she have forgotten, although the outside world is full of ridicule and disdain, but they still have to sprinkle sugar on the show, ashamed to say, every time she comes to record the show, she is gearing up to give a good performance Fan, but in fact it was Cheng Langqiu who was leading her to play.

This is wrong.

So Kong Xia sat up and said to Cheng Langqiu very solemnly: "This is inappropriate!"

"Even if you want to peel shrimps and crabs, I should peel them for you, I'm a big one!" Kong Xia said seriously.

Cheng Langqiu stared blankly at Kong Xia, as if he was still thinking about the connection between the two.

"Tsk." Kong Xia was speechless impatiently, and simply got off her bed, climbed onto Cheng Langqiu's bed in her pajamas, and patted Cheng Langqiu's shoulder with both hands in Cheng Langqiu's astonished expression.

"I know where the sense of disobedience is!" Kong Xia said excitedly.

Cheng Langqiu's cell phone was lying on the bed, Kong Xia could vaguely see that Cheng Langqiu was chatting with a girl with a hot profile picture, and aware of Kong Xia's gaze, Cheng Langqiu quickly put the phone upside down on the bed.

"Where is the sense of disobedience?" Cheng Langqiu asked.

"There's a sense of disobedience, I'm Da Meng 1!" Kong Xia's eyes lit up.

"Look, didn't we agree from the beginning that I'll be the big fierce 1? Look at the character design of the two of us, no matter how you look at it, I should be 1!" Kong Xia said, and was about to touch Cheng Lang. Autumn's arm.

Cheng Langqiu is on the thin side, while Kong Xia is the curvier type among girls, no matter in terms of body shape or physical strength, Kong Xia should be more a!

"It's reversed, we're reversed, I should be the one who takes care of you everywhere, and gives you a strong and reliable arm!" Kong Xia pulled Cheng Langqiu's arm, and the more he said, the more excited he became.

"I just said why they couldn't beat the two of us, it must be because of this!"

Kong Xia sat cross-legged beside Cheng Langqiu's bed, patted the bed board excitedly, while Cheng Langqiu listened, subconsciously stretched out his hand to stop Kong Xia behind, in case she fell off the bed in agitation.

"Tell me, is my analysis correct?" Kong Xia stared at Cheng Langqiu and asked.

What else could Cheng Langqiu say, she could only nod her head and say, "You're right."

The more Kong Xia thought about it, the more she felt that this was the case. She felt that she had finally found out the truth. Her own thinking was far more useful than a dog-headed military strategist like Mao Feifei.After that person gave Kong Xia a bad idea before, he had promised to cover it with her in the future, but after so many days, she never took the initiative to contact Kong Xia, not even once!

The only time Kong Xia took the initiative to find her was when she was still drunk in the bar, and the next day she sent Kong Xia a sentence of "Sorry, I drank too much" and there was no further text. .

After solving the route problem, Kong Xia was in a good mood. She lay face up on Cheng Langqiu's bed, and looked at Cheng Langqiu's profile comfortably from bottom to top.

I have to say that Cheng Langqiu is really good-looking, with a slender neck and clear jaw line, black hair and snow complexion with distinct colors.

Everyone would like Cheng Langqiu.

After having the experience of sleeping in the same bed with Cheng Langqiu in the training camp, Kong Xia became a lot more reckless in front of Cheng Langqiu, mainly because she found that Cheng Langqiu seemed to be far more talkative than she imagined, as if she was indifferent to him no matter what. Not as angry.

As long as Cheng Langqiu doesn't suddenly turn the atmosphere into a look that makes Kong Xia want to escape instinctively during the May Fourth Movement, Kong Xia feels that she still likes being by Cheng Langqiu's side very much.

The mind is empty, and the years are quiet, just like this time.

Except, Cheng Langqiu's cell phone rang suddenly.

Cheng Langqiu didn't even look at it, and hung up the phone like a knife in his hand.

On the other end of the phone, in the middle of a chat with Cheng Langqiu, she was suddenly released, and Miss Amber, who called to care and was ruthlessly hung up, scolded f**k

Amber, who was devoted to helping her friend, heard that Cheng Langqiu was in trouble, so she bought a plane ticket and returned to China without saying a word. Unexpectedly, after returning to China, Cheng Langqiu was either exercising or practicing cooking all day long. I didn't even bother to talk to her, I was so bored that Amber visited all the local Lily bars, and added dozens of little girls on my phone.

Amber took a deep breath. She advised herself to be calm and not to get angry with Cheng Langqiu, a guy who valued sex and despised friends. Their old Cheng's family members were indifferent and impersonal from top to bottom.

Amber decided not to accompany her. She opened her cell phone address book and chose someone out of dozens of newly-acquainted friends to go out to indulge. Patrol posture.

Amber opened her eyes and saw that her fingers were resting on a Wechat nicknamed Fei. She stared at the profile picture for a long time and remembered that this was the first girl she met at a bar after returning to China.

That bar wasn't interesting, it was noisy, but this girl was nice.

With a smirk on her lips, Amber let out an ambiguous gasp with the girl.