CEO, Hold On A Moment

"We have something to do today."

Tang BeiYao said, then turned out of bed.

Qiao Mu is not from Leng Leng, blankly frown: "what?"

"Today is a memorial service for Pian pian." Tang BeiYao had already gone to the wardrobe. He took out his changed clothes from it and then looked back at her who was still in a daze We all need to be present. "

Joe was surprised.

"So fast!" She breathed out a low voice, surprised at the same time, but did not understand, "that body is not Pian Pian, why do we want to go?" Holding a memorial service, she could understand, pretending to believe it in order to hide people's eyes and ears.

But it's not really graceful after all

Is it necessary for them to go?

"Police officer Zhao expanded the influence of the whole event in the name of the police. The memorial service is open to the public. Anyone who sympathizes with Pianpian can participate in the memorial service." Tang BeiYao's voice faltered There is a good chance that they will come. "

Qiao Mu was shocked.

She swung over and sat up with an irrepressible pallor on her face.

They?

She knows who "they" mean!

So

"We are all decoys." In the middle of her thoughts, Tang BeiYao had opened his mouth and his voice was very calm. He pauses, then goes straight down, "Jomo You'll be much safer with me. "

He finished.

Jomo bit his lower lip and nodded.

She was nervous, nervous and uneasy Then gradually to calm and relief.

She stops rigidly until -

"are you afraid?" Tang BeiYao turned back and asked her in a shallow voice.

"Not afraid!" Jomo shook his head firmly and gave him a smile. "I should be happy. At least, we can face it together this time. " With him, she's not afraid to die.

"Good." Tang BeiYao smiles.

He raised his hand and handed her the white skirt he had just taken out of the closet -

"change?"

…………

Downstairs.

It's already past breakfast time, and the maid's breakfast is cold.

"Don Shao, Miss Qiao!" Seeing them coming down the stairs, the maid came up and said, "wait a minute. I'll heat up my breakfast. Are you in a hurry to go out? "

Jomo looked at the time.

Very anxious!

The time of the memorial service is in the morning. They are in a hurry now. Maybe the memorial service has already started

"Forget it, don't eat it." Qiao Mu waved his hand, took Tang BeiYao and wanted to go out.

"No way." But after a step, she was dragged back by Tang BeiYao. He motioned to the maid to warm her breakfast, then turned to her and insisted, "you have to eat."

"Well?" Jomo was puzzled.

"Your body is not fully recovered." Tang BeiYao explained, "it's good for you to eat something."

Jomo nodded.

……

Breakfast is very good.

But ten minutes later, the maid warmed everything up and brought it out again. Qiao Mu couldn't eat anything with meat and fishiness, and she didn't plan to try it rashly, so she brought a bowl of millet porridge and drank it quickly

"Oh

But when she got to the bottom of the bowl, her stomach suddenly turned over.

Qiao Mu's face changed. He suddenly got up and ran to the bathroom. In an instant, he vomited everything he had just eaten

What's going on?

Why can't she eat without any meat?

"Oh

Another nausea.

"Miss Qiao..." The maid's voice came from the door. She seemed to be running all the way up. Her voice was full of worry, "how are you?"

Jomo could only wave back, but could not speak.

Then, she heard the maid's explanation -

"Tang Shao, this millet porridge must be OK. I didn't add anything to it, let alone meat..."

"Get out." In the middle of what the maid said, Tang BeiYao interrupted him. His voice is slightly heavy, even with a faint coolness, "you don't need to take care of it here. Go outside and clean it up."

"Yes." The maid just stepped down.

Inside and outside the bathroom, there are only two of them. In the limited space, there is only the sound of "Hua Hua".

Jomo was on the washstand to gargle.

She felt that she had vomited everything in her stomach, and the whole person seemed to come back to life and feel much more comfortable. Just when she looked up and saw her face in the mirror Pale, dark, without any color of blood.

How ugly!

Tang BeiYao came in from behind and took the door to the bathroom. He approached slowly, standing one step behind her with a tall figure. He looked at her in the mirror, frowning and dignified."I'm fine." Jomo gave him a farfetched smile, trying to use his most relaxed tone, "maybe I just drank too much How about going out? Let's go and eat some more. " She patted herself on the cheek, trying to make her face look rosy.

"No need." Tang BeiYao stopped her.

He stood in front of her and blocked her way.

"If you can't eat it, don't force it." He rubbed her hair and softened her tone. Then he clamped her jaw with one hand and stuck his head down. "I'm here, it's ok Open your mouth. "

He gave her blood by kissing, as he had done several times before.

Of course, in the end, he still bit her In his way, that is to use her blood to keep him awake.

A kiss ends.

When Tang BeiYao let go, Qiao Mu faltered for a while, and then he stood firm. She was held too tightly by him just now, and the whole person was almost imprisoned by him in a strangled way All her bones were aching.

But the discomfort in her stomach disappeared, and the weakness in her body dissipated.

From the corner of her eyes, she saw herself in the mirror -

she was no longer sick.

Her face was red again.

"Your..." Qiao Mu turned around happily to tell him about this magical change, but he found that Tang BeiYao's thin lips were tight and his eyes were still closed

"Tang BeiYao?" Jomo couldn't help worrying.

"Well." He answered and opened his eyes slowly. That pair of pupils have recovered as usual, a zhanran and ink. Just between his eyebrows, there was obvious fatigue and sleepiness.

He is a little weak.

Before Qiao Mu could continue to ask, Tang BeiYao had made a voice first -

"OK, it's OK." He gently hooked the corners of his lips at her, then pulled her and raised his feet to the outside. "Let's go? You don't have to eat breakfast any more. "

"And you?" Jomo blurted out, her eyes have obvious uneasiness, "you are not comfortable? Does that affect you? "

She tried to help him.

But he held her hand in the opposite direction and didn't need any support from her: "I'm ok. In three days, you can get back to normal There are two days left. Two days will be fine. "