CEO, Hold On A Moment

"Wow..."

The rain is still outside the window. In the dark sky, there are white lightning, light and shadow, and a few thunders It seems to be raining more and more.

The room was quiet.

The original blood, chaos and panic came to an abrupt end after Mr. Jiang fell to the ground.

Mr. Jiang crawls on the ground with his head down, and there is no injury on his body, but he is completely unconscious.

the black object he has been burning gets rid of and falls into a corner. Soon, the bad smell in the room fades away.

the bodyguards are no longer in pain and anxiety, but lie on the ground and calm down

"Are you all right?" After confirming that Mr. Jiang was no longer a threat, Qiao Mu leaned over nervously and investigated the bodyguards lying on the ground, "how are you? Can you still hear me? "

She started with the nearest person and turned over the bodyguard's body.

There was no response.

Qiao Mulian reached out his hand to sniff: his breath was even and normal, and the bodyguard seemed to have fallen asleep suddenly, and he was very sleepy, so he couldn't wake up.

"Hello, how are you?" She asked several questions in a row, all of which were the same.

Is that good or bad?

Jomo doesn't know.

Life is safe Is that good? Although she can't explain, how did these bodyguards, who were still injured and were still full of pain, sleep in the past?

She had to wait for help.

Other subordinates of the Tang clan should come one after another in a while.

Think of here, Joe Mu finally unable to sit on the ground.

She was scared and tired.

She wanted to have a rest.

But my body just touched the floor A heavy arm, a hand suddenly caught her, and then from that hand to upload a force, easily pull her up from the ground.

“…… Ah Joe Mu exclaimed. Before the panic had gone away, she shivered subconsciously. After the whole person was raised, she looked at Tang BeiYao standing beside him, still worried, "what are you doing?"

She was alert and nervous.

She almost forgot to pay attention to his situation: because when Mr. Jiang was burning, he was still, so she acquiesced that he would always be still and that he would not pose any threat.

And now

Jomo can't tell: is he good or bad? Is it sober or Controlled?

Why did he come at her all of a sudden?

"Come here." But Tang BeiYao just took her and gave her a simple answer.

He has no emotion.

He didn't pay any attention to the injured bodyguard or Mr. Jiang, who was lying on the ground. It seemed that the violence and fighting just happened had nothing to do with him He was completely unaffected.

So, he still has no feelings?

Jomo thought to himself.

She was still holding her arm by him. When she walked so absently, she accidentally tripped Mr. Jiang's hand Jomo staggered. When his body fell to one side, Tang BeiYao pulled her back.

Then, he looked at Mr. Jiang with a slightly raised eyebrow.

Jomo's head was numb.

She didn't know why. She subconsciously wanted to explain. She almost blurted out: "he didn't..." He's not dead.

She wanted to say that.

Perhaps subconsciously, she felt that Mr. Jiang's status was more important than her own. Maybe after Tang BeiYao realized that she had dealt with Mr. Jiang, he would be angry and revenge on her She might end up like the bodyguards.

However, in fact -

is not what she thought.

Tang BeiYao didn't even hear her finish.

When she first tried to explain, he had already raised his foot and kicked like a piece of rubbish Kick Mr. Jiang's arm to his side. Then he turned back and continued to hold her by the arm.

"Come here." He still said that.

After clearing all the "obstacles", he took her forward

…………

"PATA!"

The light in the living room is turned on, and then the whole space on the ground floor is bright.

There was no rush or fight here, so everything was in place, and there was a clean and tidy environment around. The gate of the entrance is open, and the moisture of the rain, mixed with the cold of winter, infiltrates in together

It's a little cold.

Qiao Mu shivered for a moment, next second, shoulder a heavy, the body was Tang BeiYao pressed on the sofa.

"Wait for me."

His voice is smooth and concise.

After explaining these two words, he turned to close the door and walked back upstairs.

Jomo didn't know what he was going to do?

Anyway, there was no more fighting from upstairs.

She was so frightened that she wanted to pour a glass of water at this time. But before she got up, the sound of familiar and fast footsteps came from the stairs. She looked up and saw that Tang BeiYao was coming down with somethingShe didn't look closely.

At the moment when her eyes met each other, she instinctively dropped her eyes and sat back.

She had to admit: in the scene just now, seeing so many bodyguards working together, they were not his opponents She is afraid of him! Just like taking off all feelings, a weak person will be afraid of the strong.

She can only listen to his steps, feel his approach, and then

"Can I take off my clothes?" His inquiry came from overhead.

Joe was stunned.

She looked up in amazement, and then she saw that Tang BeiYao was holding a medicine box.

"I'll do it." Without waiting for her response, he put down the medicine box and reached over to lift the hem of her sweater. As soon as Qiao Mu was about to refuse, he threw out the powerful sentence, "don't move."

She didn't dare move.

Especially under the condition that she couldn't figure out the situation, she didn't dare to act rashly

He took off his clothes.

"Hiss..."

As he took off the sleeve of his sweater, Jomo gasped. She saw fresh blood on her right arm It was just knocked down on the ground by the bodyguard, and then knocked on the glass.

She didn't care about it at that time. Later, she completely forgot it.

After all, compared with the bodyguards upstairs, she was not hurt at all.

But

Did Tang BeiYao see it?

Is he going to take care of her wound?

Jomo looked at him stupidly. For a moment, he had a thousand speculations in his mind. The sweater on her upper body has been taken off, leaving only the underwear that is not warm and can only be covered Jomo held his breath nervously.

She wanted to know his intentions.

But she was afraid that he would continue to take off

Tang BeiYao's eyes were dim.

His eyes stay on her body, like every normal man, his eyes surge with some primitive desire. Jomo's face turned pale. She could even see his Adam's apple sliding up and down

"I..." She wanted to cover it up.

But as soon as he moved his hand, he looked away, reached for the blanket beside him and wrapped her up, leaving only his injured arm outside.

His attention turned to her injury.

Da Zhang easily raised her arm. He lowered his head, quickly observed her eyes, opened the medicine box with one hand, and took out a small forceps from inside There are still pieces of glass on the skin. He wants to pull them out.

“……” It hurts, Joe. I'll take it.

She didn't dare to say anything.

Tang BeiYao clenched her arm and pulled out a piece of glass slag which was deeply rooted.

"Well

Finally, Jomo could not help moaning. She felt the warm liquid flowing down her arm. Maybe there was new blood coming out there Her face never turned to the other side, trying not to look.

"There's broken glass." The voice of Tang BeiYao came immediately.

He held her a little less forcefully, and this sentence seemed to be telling her Explain?

"Well." Jomo gave a low reply.

She can bear the pain.

She just didn't understand: is Tang BeiYao back now? It's a little like him, but it's not like him.

"If you have something to do in the future, just call me." He added abruptly.

"Well?" Jomo didn't understand.

"Hiss!"

She had no time to think about it, because he pulled out another glass slag and hurt her.

…………

He's very professional in wound management.

But his strength is definitely not gentle.

Jomo was always patient and surmised in his heart. Just out of fear for him, she didn't dare to ask directly this time. She considered that maybe she would find a euphemistic way to organize the language

"Jomo." He was the first to say her name at this time.

Jomo looked over subconsciously.

"Don't go." He suddenly opened his mouth, the focus of his eyes was on her wound, the action of handling in his hand was ceaseless, but the words were to her, "don't leave tomorrow."

He's holding on.

Not to "rain outside" and so on, as a farfetched short-term excuse, but directly and her.

Jomo didn't answer.

“…… Stay Tang BeiYao finally raised his head, looked directly at her, voice cold but insisted, "I will not force you to do anything." The second half of the sentence seems to be discussing with her, which is also a compromise he made.

Don't you have to force her to get married?

Won't you force her to sign those documents?

So

She has too many questions to ask.

But what she finally asked was, "why?" Because she saw his eyes, so calm indifference, his mood, or not, or still hidden very deep.He is not Tang BeiYao.

So Why?

Tang BeiYao frowned.

"Don't you want Tangmen?" When he hesitated, Jomo continued to say, "I can't help you. It's meaningless for you to stay with me Besides, in your eyes, Tangmen is very important.... "

"You're important, too." He cut her short.