Cheng Lang felt that he was fighting for his life.

At first, she said "Don't leave" and then she became a competition with herself.

Stephen once said that his mental illness is a kind of social phobia, commonly known as "fear of women", but he has overcome the obstacles of normal communication with women in previous treatments, and only resists physical contact with women, so his symptoms are not serious among similar patients. If he can accept the purity of his heart and desire for the rest of his life, he can stop the treatment.

But from a medical point of view, just like a person who is afraid of social interaction is actually extremely eager for communication. The more he resists women, the more he proves that he is eager for women. Stephen finds this a pity - a man who lacks wealth, power, status, and appearance cannot have a normal love, so he advises him not to waste his energy on fighting with drugs and psychologists, and try to desensitize independently.

Cheng Lang had not made up his mind until he felt lustful at Xu Qiao that night.

He admitted that he was not a "good person". In the beginning, he teased Xu Qiao, which was a large part of the reason for desensitization, so when he found out that she was not the most suitable partner, he stopped immediately.

But now, everything seems to have returned to the starting point.

These days, what he learned about Xu Qiao was not as strong and unrestrained as he appeared. Her arrogance also made her never do anything to use her body to hit men.

Then why can't she be his choice?

At least she is a little more cute than other beautiful skins.

Apart from desensitization, they are not unable to continue to develop.

During this long stalemate, Cheng Lang went from being passively held by her hands to keeping deep breaths, enduring the torture and holding her back little by little.

Stephen said that the disease was not as difficult as he thought. If it took a hundred steps to cure it, then 90% of his time would probably be spent on the first step.

Conversely, once the first step is taken, the remaining ninety-nine steps are not difficult to take.

Unfortunately, "Mr. Zhou is not good at doing good", Xu Qiao suddenly woke up just as he held her back, stared at him for a few seconds, and then screamed in surprise.

Cheng Lang immediately let go.

Xu Qiao rolled and crawled to the corner of the bed in a daze, and slapped the lights on the roof of the room: "Person! You big pervert! What are you doing to me?"

Cheng Lang calmed his rapid breathing and said hoarsely: "I'm not..."

Xu Qiao picked up the pillow to protect him and glared at him.

I was so angry that I was sweating, my voice was hoarse, and I said that I had no injustice to her?

The more she thought about it, she became more and more panicked. She hurriedly checked her clothes. While brainstorming Cheng Lang was so angry that she burst into tears: "Why are you like this--"

Cheng Lang raised his hands to prove his innocence: "Calm down, I'm just here to deliver a letter to you. You grabbed my hand first, maybe you can recall what you dreamed of just now."

Xu Qiao was stunned and recalled it in a thrust manner.

What did she dream about? Oh, she seemed to have dreamed of a treasury banknote. Someone told her that these were all hers. As soon as she finished speaking, the top of the treasury suddenly broke, and a strong wind blew in, and the whole room was filled with money flying in with the wind.

She rushed to block the hole on her head and pulled the corner of the roof tightly. Then, there was a brute force that pulled her away. She just watched the money flying out one by one...

"Remember it?" Cheng Lang tentatively said, "You are shouting not to leave. Have you dreamed of something wronged?"

That's not? The money I got disappeared, it was so aggrieved!

Xu Qiao nodded and wiped the corners of her eyes: "It's so difficult for me..."

Cheng Lang breathed a sigh of relief and put down his hand.

Unexpectedly, Xu Qiao raised his head suddenly again: "Have a minute, raise my hand!"

Cheng Lang was angry and funny, and he held back his hand.

"I'll grab your hand, won't you let it go?" she asked.

Cheng Lang choked.

In that case, even a man can't let go.

"I see if you need it, you won't move just by raising your hands." He replied.

"Then you hold me honestly, why do you touch me the other way around?"

“…”

Xu Qiao began to cry again: "You are lustful to me."

Cheng Lang's head hurts a little: "I didn't..."

"You have it! If you have it, say you have it. If you dare to do it or not, what kind of man is it?"

"Okay, I have it." Cheng Lang was annoyed by her crying, rubbed his ears and nodded.

"You admit it, you are indeed a pervert! What kind of man is he who does this kind of thing while he is sick and sleeping?"

“…”

Nothing is not a man, and no one is not a man.

Anyway, he can't be a human being, right?

Cheng Lang turned his head away and focused his eyes on the white wall for a moment, calming himself down, looking at the tearful person on the bed again, controlling his tone and saying, "Can you stop crying?"

Xu Qiao is actually not really a crybaby, but she has been suppressed for too long recently and suddenly found a hole in venting and took advantage of the problem to make it happen.

She shook her head: "No, I didn't cry at your house again, is it a hindering you?"

“Crying too much may lead to acute glaucoma.”

Xu Qiao's tears were all beaten: "What's the matter?"

"It means that you may be blind."

"You are lying!"

"You can..." Cheng Lang turned his head and was about to point out and said, "You can go and ask your friends." He saw three heads at a glance. The two tilted on the left door frame were Yujin and Ellio, and the one tilted on the right door frame was Gao Rui.

The three of them all retreated together as soon as they were caught.

Only then did Xu Qiao notice that someone heard the corner of the wall, his face collapsed awkwardly and he choked.

Cheng Langli flattened the back of his shirt and turned to the outsider and said, "Ms. Yu, can you please come in and wipe her face?"

"Ah, of course." Yu Jin walked to the bed with a wet tissue, sat down and wiped the corners of Xu Qiao's eyes.

Xu Qiao stopped crying, but the wind of his eyes still blew Cheng Lang hard, probably accusing others of being as good as a wolf dog behind them.

Cheng Lang sighed: "Put the things for you in the bedside table drawer, I'll leave first."

Xu Qiaofei was a knife that could not be seen by him.

Cheng Lang said goodbye to Yujin and Elio respectively, expressing his annoyance and leaving the apartment building.

Gao Rui followed him and didn't dare to let out until he got into the car, and then turned his head carefully and asked, "Are you okay just now?"

Cheng Lang leaned against the back of the back seat, looked down at his hand, rubbed his fingers a few times, and breathed a sigh of relief: "You can continue to try."

"That's great!" Gao Rui was happy and encouraged him with the look of "Sister, go forward boldly", "Look at Miss Xu's temper. In the future, only she will not be close to you. How will the troubles between her and you happen to you? Just rest as much as you!"

Cheng Lang glanced at him.

Isn't it?

Now he just wants to try it out, and I'm afraid she won't give it to him.

——

Cheng Lang was blocked by Xu Qiao again, just as unexpectedly.

It's not entirely her fault. The girl woke up from her sleep and found that her hand was being grabbed by a man who was not allowed, and it was normal for her to fall into a shadow.

After all, she was right, and he did have a little idea of ​​Yuesu at that time.

Judging from Xu Qiao's temper, it is unlikely that he would even speak nicely to him in a short period of time. At this time, he suggested taking her back to Beicheng, and there was only the possibility of hitting a wall.

Cheng Lang stayed in Milan for three days, and visited all the brands that should be visited in the surrounding cities. There was still a lot of trouble in China, so he couldn't delay any longer, so he contacted Yu Jin on the fourth day after being hung up by Xu Qiao.

In order to accommodate Yujin, the two made an appointment at a coffee shop not far from the Promenade of Emmanuele II.

Cheng Lang had never had to wait for someone to meet, and it was rare to be there first this time. Instead, Yu Jin hurried over and said "sorry": "The store is quite busy. A Chinese guest came just now. I originally wanted Qiao to receive me on my behalf, but she didn't seem to be willing to do so, so I could only come forward to communicate in person, so it was too late to come out."

Xu Qiao recuperated at home for two days, and after recovering from her body, she returned to the studio to draw. Cheng Lang knew this.

He nodded, asked her what to drink, and after asking the waiter for coffee, he followed her words to open the topic of today's meeting: "She doesn't want to receive Chinese guests because she is worried about being recognized."

Yu Jin was stunned.

"Tell me the truth to Miss Yu, since she came to your store, I have sent someone to follow her nearby to avoid people in the circle who knew her in Beicheng."

Yu Jin frowned: "I guess she may not want to meet her old friend again, but is this serious?"

Cheng Lang leaned against the back of the chair: "Miss Yu may not know her past very well. As an insider, I don't think I'm making a big deal. She is not hiding in the nameless town at the end of the world, but the fashion capital Milan. The daily passenger flow of Emmanuele II Promenade may not be lower than that of the Great Wall of China. Those who come here are all her former "likes". As long as one person knows her whereabouts, the entire socialite circle in Beicheng will know her current situation, which is something she cannot accept."

Yu Jin vaguely guessed something: "You asked me out today and asked me to hide it from her, just to say that she is not suitable to stay here?"

Cheng Lang nodded: "I want to take her away."

Yu Jin smiled: "I know Mr. Cheng's background and also know the style of people like you. If you mean, you want to take her back to Beicheng and keep her like a canary for you to have fun, I will not cooperate with you. I took Qiao in because I valued her ability and really thought she could achieve success in jewelry design."

"Does Miss Yu have no selfishness?" Cheng Lang smiled faintly, "You chose her fundamental purpose, not to hope that she will create fame and fortune for your brand?"

Yu Jin was slightly stagnant: "This is undeniable, but while she created fame and fortune for me, she would also get corresponding fame and fortune. This is a win-win situation, much better than being wasted by you."

"I don't plan to waste her talent." Cheng Lang smiled calmly, "I admit that before this trip to Milan, I didn't know that she had talent in painting and jewelry design. Even so far, from the perspective of a businessman, I'm still not sure whether the so-called 'talent' in her really has such high commercial value. But I can make an assumption about this."

"If she doesn't have this ability, then she doesn't have to risk being ridiculed after being recognized by others and waste time and energy. If she has it, she doesn't have to work hard for your brand, and can create her own brand directly. Now is no longer the era of "the smell of wine is not afraid of deep alleys". The resources, channels, and connections I can provide her with much more convenience than Miss Yu."
To be continued...