Cute and sweet wife: the president's husband asks for a hug

Chapter 272 In the Elevator

And at the same time.

It's in the elevator upstairs at the press conference.

"Is anyone there! Excuse me, does anyone hear?" Luo Qing'er stood in the malfunctioning elevator, desperately pressed the emergency button of the elevator, and kept shouting, "Did anyone hear what I said? "

"Don't waste your anger in vain."

Just when she was eager to call for help through the call button of the elevator, a calm but slightly weak voice suddenly sounded from the side.

"As far as I know, the security team of this building was just changed after being complained about some time ago. During this time, no one was on duty during the handover, so now no one will hear our call for help."

Luo Qing'er turned her head, and saw Jiang Heng leaning on the elevator, with his hands folded on his chest, his head slightly lowered, because the lights in the elevator were off, Luo Qing'er couldn't see clearly in such a dim situation The look on his face.

But she doesn't know if it's Luo Qinger's illusion, she always feels that Jiang Heng's voice seems to be much weaker than usual at this time, not only that, she seems to be able to vaguely see Jiang Heng's arms in front of him pretending to be calm .There seemed to be some trembling.

Only then did Luo Qing'er faintly realize that something was wrong, she couldn't help frowning slightly, she walked a few steps closer to Jiang Heng, and said cautiously: "Jiang Heng, are you okay?"

"Me? I'm fine." Jiang Heng still refused to look up, but replied calmly, "Let's just stay here quietly. Your loud calls for help will only consume the oxygen in the elevator. We just have to wait a little longer, and someone will definitely come out and look for us when they find out that we didn't show up at the celebration party."

Jiang Heng's current state can be said to be very calm, but Luo Qing'er still feels that something is wrong.

"Jiang Heng, look up at me." She said quickly, but Jiang Heng still didn't move.

Luo Qing'er felt that something was wrong now, she grabbed Jiang Heng's hand.

"Jiang Heng, I'm talking to you."

Luo Qing'er was about to say something to Jiang Heng, but when her hand touched Jiang Heng's bony fingers, she froze for a moment.

cold, so cold.

Jiang Heng's hands were as cold as ice, so cold that there was no warmth at all.

"Jiang Heng, you..." She vaguely realized that something was wrong, and quickly moved over. Only then, through the dim light, did she see Jiang Heng's pale, paper-like handsome face at this time, with cold sweat dripping from the forehead.

It's just that Luo Qing'er didn't notice it until now because he deliberately hugged his chest and leaned against the elevator entrance, and the lighting in the elevator here was not good.

"Jiang Heng, what's wrong with you?" Luo Qing'er asked hastily.

But Jiang Heng just closed his eyes slightly, avoiding Yan Yizheng's sight, "I'm fine, don't talk to me, just leave me alone for a while."

Luo Qing'er looked at the man in front of her, who was usually indifferent and even a bit arrogant, but now she was like a lost child, trembling all over her body.

But even so, his strong self-esteem still forced him to pretend to be calm, and closed his eyes to hide all the panic and tension in his eyes.

Luo Qing'er hesitated for a moment, but said cautiously: "Jiang Heng, do you have claustrophobia?"

(End of this chapter)