CEO, Hold On A Moment

How much does she drink?

He knew nothing.

"Dong!"

The paper that wipes hands is flicked away and precisely falls into the garbage can on one side. Nanming quickened his pace and walked back to the dining area. From a distance, the slender figure is still sitting in the same place, playing with a mobile phone with his head down

Nanming was relieved.

But when he came near, it seemed that the situation was not as good as he imagined -

her consciousness seemed not so clear!

…………

Jomo is still poking at the screen.

Her brain is in chaos, and the remaining will has been urging her: it's dark, she wants to go home! She and Tang BeiYao are not happy. How can she have dinner with Nanming here? She wanted to see him, she wanted to tell him what she thought

But what about the number?

How did she call him

"Too much?" Looking at her head, she fell asleep, and Nanming soon had a judgment. He picked up the cup she had drunk, smelled it, and soon put it down with a frown: the taste of alcohol was covered by the sweetness of plum, which is difficult for ordinary people to identify.

It's difficult.

"You're drunk before I tell you what's going on..." Nanming sighed and murmured to himself.

He stares at Jomo in disgust. When her head knocks down again, he suddenly reaches out and holds her - one hand holds her shoulder, forcing her to look up; the other hand takes away her mobile phone, which she can't use anyway.

"Can you still communicate?" He asked.

He did have something to do with her.

However -

his eyes were opposite, and he could only see the chaos in her eyes. Nanming is about to give up, let her go, but Qiaomu seems to finally recognize him, eyes a bright, happy to rush over, hands embrace him.

"Are you coming?" She went into his arms with relief.

Did she get through?

Did she make it clear to Tang BeiYao?

No matter!

He came to pick her up anyway.

So, regardless of the three, seven and twenty-one, she instinctively rushed over. The moment of inertia impact, let Nanming some unprepared, her action is too sudden shock, he was hit to stagger a step, the whole body stiff.

She was still in his arms, her voice murmured: "I'm sorry I'm really sorry... "

Nanming didn't move.

Her breath came, so warm, so close, that his brain fell into a momentary blank. He kept reminding himself in his heart that all reactions are the effects of drugs! But he just can't calm down.

He even

Want to hold her?

"Tang BeiYao, I shouldn't have said that to you I'm sorry... " Qiao Mu low Nan, she held back the words of one afternoon, those thought for a long time of answer, she can't wait to want to tell him.

Nanming was stunned.

The next second, he was relieved: originally, she recognized the wrong person.

He instantly regained all his composure.

"Let go!" There was some inexplicable suffocation in his mind. Nanming broke off her arm. Seeing that she mistook him for Tang BeiYao and wanted to rely on him, he simply pushed the boat and coldly added, "I didn't intend to forgive you! Go away

He did it on purpose.

Jomo was in a hurry.

The more he pushed, the more she would stick to him for fear that she would be left behind: "Tang BeiYao, I didn't mean to I said I'd spend time with you. The things that Tang Jue did will pass by. "

"I can't make it." Nanming continued to make things worse. "You did it on purpose." As he spoke, he tried to lift her from himself.

All his reason came back.

He teased her so deliberately. Seeing her drunk and almost forced to cry, he felt very happy In the name of Tang BeiYao, if he could hurt her, he would hurt her severely.

"No..." Qiao Mu's voice really brought a cry. She had never been so despised and pushed by Tang BeiYao. She felt sad and embarrassed, "I will accompany you! No matter what you become, I won't say that again... "

Nanming frowned.

Originally, he wanted to throw her on the sofa seat, but when he heard her last words, his action stopped abruptly. He not only pulled her back and let her hold her, but also patted her placidly on the back.

"Don Cough Nanming cleared his throat and induced her to reply, "what have I become?"

What can Tang BeiYao become?

He's curious!

After all, he wanted to control Tang BeiYao, but he didn't succeed! All kinds of drugs developed by him are basically ineffective against Tang BeiYao First, because of their blood ties; second, Tang BeiYao's willpower was too firm.

"You find someone to vent and beat them like that..." Joe sniffed and retelled today's story.

On the one hand, it was him, on the other hand, it was the tragedy he caused, which made her uneasy.Nanming was not moved.

Even after listening, he asked, "is that all?" Such a trivial matter is also called change? Is it worth her being cruel? If you think it's cruel to beat someone up, just kill them?

It's not worth mentioning.

"Anything else?" He urged faintly, "did not continue to let go."

This time, she released her hand obediently, but she didn't give up. After taking a step back, she made an effort to lift his clothes.

"What for?" Nanming suddenly clasped her wrist, originally just to tease her, but when she tried to take off his clothes, his ears rose to a layer of embarrassment red, also inexplicably angry, "stand and talk!"

"On your back..." Joe murmured.

She didn't want to do anything, just wanted to show him: "that day I saw a mark on your back, but when I woke up, it was gone..." She wanted to see it, but Nanming didn't let her.

She just wanted to say: This is one of his changes!

There are subtle changes in him.

"Mark?" Hearing her drunken words, his face became solemn. "What mark?"

Jomo was frightened by his face.

She narrowed her eyes and even began to look again: is He Tang BeiYao? It doesn't feel like it, it doesn't talk like it

But before he had time to judge carefully, Jomo felt that his shoulder was so heavy that he had to sit back in his chair. The cup on the table was swept open, and a piece of paper and a pen were put in front of her.

"Draw it!" She heard an order overhead.

She wanted to look up and talk, but her head was pushed back, just as she was forced to do her homework when she was a child.

"Draw it, Jomo!"

The other party urged.

Jomo then slowly picked up the pen. She didn't see it clearly at that time, and now her brain is not clear, so the pattern in her memory is more and more blurred. The tip of the pen goes back and forth on the paper. She draws casually, and finally only draws a simple outline

She's so sleepy!

Looking directly at the nib of the pen made her sleepy. After drawing the outline, Joe fell down

She fell asleep.

…………

Nanming stares at the paper.

Although there is only one simple outline

But enough!

He knows what it is!

There was so much shock and surprise in his mind that he stood in the same place and his body was stiff for a long time. He raised the corner of his lips, his eyes and face were cold.

Sure enough

No wonder

I didn't expect

All kinds of emotions filled his mind.

“…… No matter what you become... " Jomo is still in a dream and whispers unconsciously.

"Oh," Nanming chuckled. He seemed to correct her, and even more to himself, finished the second half of the sentence -

"he is not changed, he is awakening."