After leaving school, Xu Qiao and Cheng Lang returned to a nearby hotel.

Cheng Lang's house is not far away, but he guessed that Xu Qiao would not be willing to live with him, and there was no reason to leave his girlfriend alone, so he greeted his family and accompanied her to open a suite in the hotel.

The two of them were originally living together in China, but there was no need to separate outside, but there was still two bedrooms.

Due to an accident at school, the two of them did not go anywhere else and had dinner settled in the hotel nearby.

Xu Qiao felt a little guilty about Cheng Lang, thinking that it would be better if she didn't go to school, or if she couldn't walk without being spoiled, she turned around and turned to the hotel, and took care of him with her own eyes.

Of course, he no longer saw any abnormal symptoms. She just took the initiative to do some work she didn't do before, such as preparing bathrobes and pajamas for him before taking a shower, and warming up a glass of milk for him before going to bed, and then putting on tomorrow's suit, tie, cufflinks, and watch.

While Xu Qiao felt that his girlfriend was really capable, she still thought that Cheng Lang was not just motion sickness. She talked for a night and asked him to ask the doctor to check him.

Cheng Lang always said that he didn't need it, saying that he had just had a detailed physical examination a while ago.

In fact, if you want An An Xu Qiao's heart, he can arrange for a family doctor to come to the door, collude with the other party, and deceive her.

But Cheng Lang didn't want to do this.

A spoiled little girl was so busy serving him all night, which made him feel guilty. He didn't want to continue to tell a hundred lies to her in order to conceal the first thing.

Before going to bed, Xu Qiao planned to use the clumsy technique of "little gifts and heavy feelings" to pinch his shoulders and massage him, he refused her and sat on the edge of the bed and pulled the person into his arms: "It's really okay, if you continue like this, I will have something to do."

"What's the matter?" Xu Qiao sat on his lap and looked at him.

Cheng Lang looked up slightly and looked into her eyes: "I may..."

Maybe I can't help but press her here to kiss.

"Hmm?" Xu Qiao blinked.

"I will like you too much." Because he couldn't take risks for the time being, he changed to a more implicit statement.

Xu Qiao was stunned and said "Wow" and gently poked his shoulder with his index finger: "Don't you like me so much?"

"I like it more." He replied with a smile.

"Oh?" Xu Qiao hooked his neck with his hands, "Then how much do you like me now?"

Cheng Lang glanced at the bed beneath them.

"..." What a perverted hint!

She pushed him: "You are so superficial! You are just greedy for your girlfriend's body!"

Cheng Lang shook his head.

Xu Qiao was furious again, looking down at his proud figure: "You are not greedy for this body? Then what else do you want to be greedy for?"

Cheng Lang smiled: "It's 'greedy', but restraining 'greedy' - this is my level."

It is said that "like is presumptuous, love is restraint", and this answer is undoubtedly satisfactory.

Xu Qiao couldn't help laughing, leaned over and kissed him quickly on his cheek.

Cheng Lang looked at her with some surprise.

"Then I'll give you a little sweetness first," she said.

Cheng Lang smiled and held the person tightly: "I'm so grateful."

——

After hiding Xu Qiao for a while, after sending her back to the room opposite, Cheng Lang explored his forehead. He was a little sweaty, but not much, and other symptoms were not obvious.

Logically speaking, this is a good phenomenon, but today's situation in school made him unable to grasp his condition.

He closed the door of his room, breathed annoyedly, and called Stephen.

This is his former psychiatrist when he was receiving treatment in London.

After returning to China, due to the interruption of regular psychotherapy, he accepted Stephen's advice to try to desensitize independently, so he only asked Song Mian to manage his basic health as a general practitioner, and did not hire another new psychologist in China.

After the phone was answered, he briefly told Steven about his experience today and confirmed: "Is there a possibility that my condition will worsen?"

Stephen's attitude was calm and composed: "Before reaching a conclusion, I hope you can explain to me what kind of attitude did you have towards your girlfriend when you met that transvestite, including after the incident?"

"I have no idea of ​​resisting her, but instead..."

Stephen encouraged: "We have been dealing with each other for so many years, you can just click."

"I became more willing to have close contact with her. When I started the disease, I subconsciously hugged her, but the symptoms did not worsen, and I was comforted by it."

"The situation should not be worsening, but improving," Stephen said happily. "This unexpected shock may prove that your phobia has a certain degree of 'specificity' and no longer fully resists the female group. Of course, I cannot guarantee that you can have normal contact with women other than your girlfriend, after all, there is no experiment..."

"I won't do this experiment." Cheng Lang cut off his words, and after saying that, he paused slightly, as if he didn't expect that he would blurt out like this.

Stephen smiled: "Oh, don't get me wrong, I didn't suggest you do this experiment. If you plan to spend the rest of your life with your current girlfriend, you don't need to get along with others anymore."

Cheng Lang was silent for a moment and asked: "According to the current progress, how long will it take for me to be completely desensitized?"

"I can't make a conclusion by phone, so that's it. Since you're in London, we might be able to arrange an interview."

Cheng Lang thought for a while: "My itinerary these days is not very convenient. I will contact you if I have the chance."

——

At one o'clock the next afternoon, Xu Qiao and Cheng Lang set off from the hotel and went to the exhibition hall to attend the opening ceremony of the London High Jewelry Exhibition.

Because Xu Qiao is a designer who brought his works, he needs to arrive early before the opening ceremony than ordinary guests invited to the exhibition. Therefore, Cheng Lang, who has never appeared in public, has rarely become the first group of guests to actively attend the event in order to accompany his girlfriend. When he arrived at the banquet hall, there were only one-third of the guests.

As soon as Xu Qiao arrived at the entrance of the guild, he was received by the head of the Jewelry Association to go to the exhibition center and did not appear in the banquet hall with Cheng Lang.

When Cheng Lang came in alone, he felt a little bit like eating soft rice. His girlfriend went to work hard, but he came here to have afternoon tea.

The banquet hall is magnificent, with a crystal ceiling hanging high on the platinum dome, reflecting the murals on all sides of the four sides, and the long dining table is covered with delicious wine and delicacies.

Cheng Lang's arrival attracted the attention of many guests. Some people soon recognized him. They didn't expect that as a person, they would attend so early, so they came over to say hello.

There is a sound that is more advanced than those in English, French, Italian, and Spanish.

Because that's the native language.

"Mr. Lang?" Jiang Fangsa walked away with his female companion holding his hand and wiped his disbelief's eyes, "When did you come to London?"

Cheng Lang smiled and nodded with the foreign guests who came up, shook hands and greeted several people in various languages, and took the time to answer him: "Yesterday."

"When I mentioned this jewelry exhibition in the group last time, you didn't say you were coming." Jiang Fang said hilariously, "Are you deliberately throwing me away?"

When several guests saw that Jiang Fang and Cheng Lang were very close and familiar, they knew how to look at the eyes even if they wanted to make a relationship. They would not disturb them anymore and temporarily retreated aside.

Cheng Lang picked up a white wine from the gilded tray in the waiter's hand and gently touched the goblet in Jiang Fang's hand: "It's not intentional..."

Jiang Fang had just breathed a sigh of relief and heard the second half of the sentence: "Did you be careless?"

He was stunned and angry: "Hey, what do you mean? I really don't treat me as a brother? Didn't you just ask your brother and sister for a WeChat message last Christmas Eve, but it didn't arrive yet. As for you?"

"This is not the case, after all, she has a good vision."

“…”

Cheng Lang showed a "for your good" expression: "I just think you shouldn't want to be a light bulb either."

"Oh," Jiang Fang looked around, "So your brother and sister are here too?"

"I've gone to meet the Jewelry Association people and come here later."

"Then won't you be with her?"

"It's not that she has never seen the world, and she can handle it. If I accompany her, it will make people turn their attention to me."

"It's quite good at heart." Jiang Fang muttered, looking back at his female companion who was huddled in the corner, "Hey, this serious relationship is really something that I have seen the world. It's not a false saying."

Cheng Lang glanced at the little girl in the corner and glanced at him: "New girlfriend?"

"No, this is a window. I hired a little sister as a temporary female companion. I can take advantage of her appearance. She just can't socialize and hide when she sees people. She only dares to talk to me." Jiang sighed and looked at Cheng Lang enviously.

Cheng Lang patted his shoulder twice, probably because he meant "can't envy".

The banquet hall has successively welcomed new guests.

Cheng Lang and Jiang put a piece of wine in their hands and sat on the sofa and chatted.

Seeing Wen Yue, Hua Yin and Zhou Fei come in shoulder to shoulder, Cheng Lang glanced lightly when the three of them had just arrived at him.

Wen Yue's vision fell awkwardly, so she had to turn around and put it on Jiang Fang next to her.

Jiang Fang shook the wine glass in his hand, smiled at her, waited for someone to walk over, and slapped Cheng Lang: "You are a little ungenius now, what's going on? Didn't you treat all women in the world as treasures before?"

Cheng Lang didn't say anything.

If he is an ordinary partner, of course he would not abandon basic etiquette just because he has a girlfriend, but Wen Yue has ideas about him and seems to be particularly good at imagination.

According to Xu Qiao's statement, his gentlemanly complex may become a kind of "room" in Wen Yue's eyes.

Leave such hope to those whom my girlfriend has been disgusted for many years. He must have Cheng Ye’s brain to do so.

Wen Yue, who walked to the farewell restaurant table to get wine, looked not very good-looking.

Hua Yin and Zhou Fei surrounded her from the left and right, whispering to comfort her: "It may be because Jiang Fang is sitting next to him, so he avoids suspicion for a little bit."

"Yes, you know that Xu Qiao was not present. She brought someone to London and didn't want her to show up. Isn't that just a 'passage' she carried with her? Cheng Lang never brought her to public. Can she really take her seriously? What kind of girlfriend is just a nice saying. Only those who can see the light are called girlfriends. Those who can't be shy are essentially to keep them."

"Don't say that either." Wen Yue frowned.
To be continued...