CEO, Hold On A Moment

The atmosphere was frozen.

Gu siting didn't notice the silence of Tang BeiYao. He continued to say, "I don't know. Is this progress? It doesn't seem to help us to understand this Wait

As soon as his words changed, he suddenly remembered something: "is there anyone with type O blood on our side?"

Is there any connection?

Although we don't know the purpose of Mr. Jiang, it's always right to be careful.

Tang did not answer.

"Well," he just answered, throwing the second half of the sentence, which was even more blankly, when Gu siting was stunned, "I see."

“？？” Gu siting was dumb.

What's the answer?

He wanted to ask, but before he could make a sound, Tang BeiYao had hung up.

…………

In the suite.

After hanging up the phone, the silence remained. After standing in the same place for a while, Tang BeiYao raised his feet again and walked towards the bedroom. This time, without hesitation, he turned on the handle and pushed in.

The light in the bedroom is dim.

Tang BeiYao raised his hand to turn on the light and saw a thin figure curled up in the middle of the white bed. She was still there, maintaining the same look he had just left. And the thick bedding, like a cocoon, was tightly rolled up by her

Hearing the sound of opening the door and turning on the light, Jomo's head went deeper and deeper.

Think she's asleep?

She doesn't want to talk at all

She heard Tang BeiYao sigh.

"Jomo?" Then she heard his voice, gentle and somewhat helpless, reminding, "you haven't had dinner yet. There's a snack you like. Don't you get up and try it? "

"I don't want to eat You can eat it. " She doesn't have any appetite right now.

Joe murmured, his head moving in the quilt.

She heard the voice of the rate, Tang BeiYao seems to bring food, on the bedside table next to. She thought he would leave when he finished putting things, but she didn't expect that the next second her sight would shine and the whole quilt would be lifted by him

Then he reached out and lifted her directly from the bed.

"Ah

Joe murmured.

Her eyes had not yet adapted to the light around, and he had placed them on his knees.

"What if symbiosis doesn't work? What if you have to have children with your partner? " Tang BeiYao calmly opened his mouth and directly repeated what she thought in her heart, "you're thinking about this, aren't you?"

Joe was stunned.

She looked up at him in surprise, but only for a second, then quickly lowered her head and silently raised her lips.

Yes.

She was thinking about it.

"If it can't be solved, it's ok..." Tang BeiYao sighed that he didn't stick to the problem of symbiosis. After a pause, he twisted his eyebrows and assured, "I'll guarantee his safety all his life. That's OK."

As long as Mr. K does not die, there is no difference between symbiosis and non symbiosis.

"For the rest of his life?" Jomo didn't understand.

This sound, it's too strange: they have a good reason to disagree! Even before, Tang BeiYao's protection of Nanming was only temporary forbearance Does he really understate it all his life?

His hatred, put it down?

"Well." Tang BeiYao nodded and made a pertinent analysis. "I can use the power of the Tang clan to eradicate all the hostile forces for him."

So in his view, there is nothing to worry about.

"He also wanted to unravel symbiosis." Qiao Mu shook his head, "even if I agree to live like this, in case..." What if Nanming didn't think so? What if he took her for an experiment?

She regretted coming to chestnut town.

Such a discovery may be the beginning of new troubles.

Tang BeiYao listened carefully.

But when he understood what she was worried about, he couldn't help laughing.

"That's what you're worried about?" He couldn't help smiling and holding out his hand in a funny way. He helped her sort out her broken hair slowly, but his voice suddenly sank. "Do you think he has a chance to touch you with me?"

Confident and aloof.

With absolute momentum, he vetoed all the possibilities she was worried about.

"Tang BeiYao..." Qiao Muran.

She looked at him with dull eyes, but she began to settle down somehow.

"What would you like to eat?" Tang BeiYao took her in one hand, and with the other hand he went to the bedside table to look through the dinners he had sent. "They were all packed. It's a little cold. Would you like some steamed eggs? Later... "

Jomo didn't listen or go to see it.

Her eyes still stayed on his face, looking at the way he spoke seriously, and I don't know where the impulse came from. She couldn't help but look up, put her arms around his neck, and imprinted a shallow kiss on his lipsThe touch was cool, and she left as soon as she touched it.

The figure of Tang BeiYao was obviously stiff.

He took his hands back, turned them around her, and his eyes darkened quickly. He leaned slightly, his forehead against her, and the breath sprayed on her face seemed to be a little heavier -

"Jomo, I didn't eat either." His voice, deep and hoarse, conceals some restraint, "I can't eat when you are like this..." He rubbed her face with his long finger and slid it to her neck.

The strength of fingertips is also increasing a little

Jomo looked a little shy.

She just wanted to say thank you to him, and

“…… I'm a little hungry now. " His comfort finally brought her back her appetite.

"Well." Tang BeiYao answered in a low voice. His hand was still tightly tied to her. It seemed that he was adjusting his breathing. After a long silence, when Jomo felt that he couldn't bear to say "then don't eat", he finally let go.

His eyes were clear again.

"Go out and eat." He put her down and patted her on the back. "Don't stay in the bedroom."

…………

They had dinner in the dining room of the suite.

It's getting late.

When he was almost full, Jomo turned to look out of the window: the floor of the hotel was not high, and the view was not far, and there were no lights to see, so the whole city looked dark and desolate. She wants to go back.

"When are we going back to city a?" Put down the bowl chopsticks on the hand, Qiao Mu asks suddenly.

Tang BeiYao's action was stunned.

"The Tang house is still under repair." He answered faintly and turned to look out of the window. His eyebrows are slightly raised, and he seems to be worrying and thinking

Is it troublesome to decorate Tang house?

Jomo didn't understand.

She was about to ask, but Tang BeiYao suddenly turned his head and looked relaxed: "do you want to travel? You can go anywhere you want. In the words of time It's about two weeks. It can be longer, of course. "

"Travel?" Jomo was surprised.

This proposal Will it be too sudden.

It seems a little inappropriate to travel now, isn't it? There are still a lot of things on hand, and the troubles of symbiosis are still there

"Just relax. Tomorrow morning, start straight from here. " Tang BeiYao did what he said and immediately began to plan, "it's cold in China recently. What do you think of choosing a low latitude island? The temperature will be much warmer... "

Jomo listened in silence.

This topic is really too abrupt and strange, so after a long silence, she finally vaguely responded and couldn't help making a voice -

"what do you want to do?"

What does he want to send her away and do?