CEO, Hold On A Moment

The light was dim.

She looks at Tang BeiYao by the light cast by the street lamp -

he is still wearing the formal dress, but his shirt and coat are obviously wrinkled. His coat cuffs, as well as the hem, there will be dry traces, this trace is not obvious immersed in the black fabric.

But

Is that blood?

Joe Mu recognized again and again, frowning and thinking of such a judgment.

"You..." She wanted to ask.

"Miss Qiao, would you like to go to the hospital?" The subordinate just said at this time, "or, I'll ask the doctor to come over?"

Jomo waved his hand.

When she received Tang BeiYao's inquiring eyes, she also generously extended her right hand and told the truth: "that's the split. There was a little blood. Everything else was OK. I didn't get hit."

The bloodstain on the hand had been wiped off by her, and the gap was split, leaving a distinct dark red.

"What's the matter with you?" The subordinate stood far away and didn't understand, so he poked his head curiously.

"When you get back, I'll take care of it for you." Tang BeiYao's vision stopped for a moment, and his vision seemed to flash. He pressed her hand, also blocked the doubts of subordinates. Then, he swept to a group of subordinates and said, "I'll leave it to you. Drag the car away."

Naturally, he doesn't have to deal with such a trivial matter as car repair himself.

"Yes The subordinates responded readily.

Tang BeiYao nodded slightly. Instead of leaving immediately, he took off his coat and threw it into the damaged car. His meaning is self-evident: "deal with" the same thing.

After all this, he took her hand and took her forward.

"Aren't you cold?" Jomo was surprised.

His body, only a thin shirt, and around, is the cold winter temperature

"The clothes are dirty." Tang BeiYao answered as he walked. He had a self-confident look and didn't see any abnormality on his face. He gave a light explanation, "I didn't care about it just now." He came here in a hurry.

"Oh." Qiao Mu answered, did not ask more.

Her eyes looked at him to make sure he wasn't hurt. Whether it was blood or not on his coat, it was definitely not his. Then she felt relieved. As for the others, she didn't want to interfere

It has nothing to do with them.

…………

Nothing to say all the way.

Tang BeiYao drove more smoothly than her. He is familiar with the road, the car will soon stop in front of Tang house.

Along the way, both of them kept silent. What happened to his body? Jomo didn't ask. After being caught by him, what's the solution to the painful feeling? Jomo didn't even ask.

Including where he just went

Joe didn't mention it.

As if they had never had any unpleasantness, as usual.

"Have you had dinner?" After the car stalled, Tang BeiYao turned his head and asked, his voice a little hoarse.

"No Jomo shook his head truthfully and turned to look at him. "What about you?" The light in the car was dim, he didn't turn on the light, and she couldn't see the expression on his face at this time. I just feel that the angular outline is perfect and cold.

Tang BeiYao didn't answer.

Jomo responded quickly: obviously, he didn't eat either. He left the club and came back in such a state. How could he attend to dinner?

So, the next second -

"I'll do it for you."

"I'll make it for you."

Two sentences with one voice. Qiao Mu wanted to say that, but she heard him say the same thing as soon as she opened her mouth.

Huh?

Four eyes opposite, each other is a Zheng.

Then the next moment, it is tacit understanding to smile at each other, even the atmosphere also changed. It's like Completely reconciled? No, it should be said that they didn't quarrel at all,

"I said I wouldn't come back for dinner tonight. My family certainly didn't prepare dinner for us." Qiao Mu took the lead in pushing the door to get off, "or Is noodles OK? I'll make two more side dishes. "

Tang BeiYao is coming down from the other side.

Jomo trotted around and didn't know what he was excited about. He took off the scarf on his neck and put it around his neck. There was no deliberate gift giving. That's the way she gave it to him.

The young couple at the airport said that people wearing this scarf can have a perfect love.

She wants to do the same.

Although she didn't say it

"For what?" Tang BeiYao was hit by her and leaned back. He held her reflexively. Before he could react, he wrapped a warm scarf around his neck. Cashmere texture, but also with her temperature.

It's just

When he was stiff, he always felt that when he was wearing a scarf, his neck was inexplicably stuffy.

"This..." Jomo's eyes rested on the scarf and concentrated on the knot. Her teeth ran over her lower lip, her cheeks were obviously embarrassed, but she only said, "don't catch a cold!"With that, she turned around and trotted into the room before him

…………

Indoor.

The lights in the living room were bright, and the maid was arranging flowers at the tea table, waiting for them to come back.

"Miss Jo? You came back so early See Qiao Mu push a door to come in, maidservant gets up in a hurry, the face has obvious accident, then look to the door again, respectfully say hello, "Tang Shao."

Didn't Mr. gustine invite you to dinner?

She also thought: according to Mr. gustine's way of hosting, I'm afraid the dinner party will end in the middle of the night, and they will come back very late

"Well." Joe nodded, raised his feet and went to the kitchen, "is there anything else to eat?"

"Food?" The maid was stunned. She didn't care to pick up the flowers on the tea table, so she got up more and more surprised and wanted to chase after Qiao mu, "aren't you full? Wait, I'm... "

But she didn't finish. She didn't even catch up with Jomo.

When the maid passed by Tang BeiYao, she was stopped by the other party: "OK, let's go down."

"But miss Qiao..." The maid pointed in Jomo's direction, hesitant.

"Don't worry about it." Tang BeiYao interrupted her without thinking.

“…… All right

After thinking about it, the maid finally nodded and retreated.

…………

The villa quieted down.

There are only two of them left in the big main building of Tang clan.

Jomo is still wandering in the kitchen, hot water has just been burned in the pot, she is lying on the refrigerator looking for ingredients. But before he could figure out what to do, Tang BeiYao called her over -

"come here." He leaned against the kitchen door, holding a small medicine box in his hand, and waved to her, "handle it first."

"Ah, good!" Joe ran over.

She almost forgot

The wound was small. She didn't pay attention to it when she came back. But the wound is also very easy to deal with, as long as the use of iodine to wipe disinfection, and then stick on the bandage. Qiao Mu just reaches out his hand and asks Tang BeiYao to deal with it.

His phalanges are long and warm. At the moment, he grabs her hand and pastes the adhesive tape skillfully. She doesn't feel anything strange

It won't burn.

It doesn't hurt.

The place where Gu siting was just now Joe Mu shook his head, restrained his curiosity and didn't continue to think. Since he doesn't want to say it, she can treat it as if it didn't happen and as if she didn't know anything.

"I see that there are still..." After the band aid had been smoothed, Jomo was about to get up, thinking about cooking dinner. She wants to cook a meal. It doesn't matter if it's simple. She just wants to have dinner with him.

But just half way up, Tang BeiYao suddenly clasped her wrist and pulled it down.

Joe Mudan immediately sat back.

After her eyes leveled, she noticed that Tang BeiYao's face had sunk? He looked at her face as if it were serious.

"What's the matter?" Jomo followed and restrained his smile. Under such gaze, he just felt that he was unnatural.

"Let's talk." He said in a solemn voice, "I'll tell you everything you want to know."