CEO, Hold On A Moment

Qiao Mu turns his head in surprise -

Tang BeiYao stands beside her.

The blue and white suit had been replaced. He was wearing a gray suit, casual style. The light was dim here, and most of his face was hidden in the dark, so that people could not see the expression on his face at the moment.

It's just that under the dim yellow light, he seems more and more meaningful and sparse

"Are you discharged?" Qiao Mu Zhen ran, full of surprise on the face, "so fast?" Doesn't that matter? She thought she had to be in the hospital for at least a day.

"Well." There was no more explanation. Tang BeiYao only whispered a word. His voice seemed a little dull.

Joe was stunned.

She suddenly noticed that Tang BeiYao seemed to be unhappy.

What are you unhappy about?

She didn't know.

Under the influence of his low pressure, Qiao Mu couldn't help being restrained. He didn't dare to stare at him to inquire. He just turned to be cautious and pursed his lower lip before he said: "what's the matter?"

This words a, around gloomy breath but more thick a few minutes.

Jomo dropped his eyes subconsciously.

She didn't know whether it was intuition or illusion: she thought Tang BeiYao's emotion was aimed at her! But she didn't do anything, and he just came

"I..."

"I'll pick you up." Qiao Mu just thought of a voice, he was interrupted by Tang BeiYao, his tone is low and cold, and there is a kind of helpless disappointment, "I didn't expect you here." He talked to her for nothing.

Qiao Mu opened his mouth, as if he suddenly understood the reason why he was not happy: he thought she was obstinately trying to get something again! As long as she tries to track it down, he'll be upset.

But not this time!

She just passed by and stopped to have a look.

Jomo wanted to tell him: what he said in the hospital bed, she really listened! She has calmed down and won't do anything impulsive and ineffective

But if you say that directly, he may not believe it, right?

"Let's go." In fact, Tang BeiYao didn't give her time to explain and didn't even expect any explanation from her. He stopped for a few seconds, then turned to the intersection, "it's time to go home."

“…… Good Joe murmured, raised his feet and followed him quietly. After walking for a while, he said reluctantly, "I don't want to carry you for fishing!"

"I see." Tang BeiYao nodded, his tone almost unchanged.

Jomo was depressed -

sure enough, he didn't believe it at all.

T'ang BeiYao's mood has always been well controlled.

All the way back to Tang house from school, he did not say a word. He didn't ask much about her idea of standing by the lake, let alone pursue it, as if there had never been such an episode.

It's just -

he's still upset.

She can feel it.

However, she has nothing to do

"Tang Shao! Miss Joe

As soon as she got into the house, the maid came up to her and respectfully picked up her bags and hung up her clothes. As for Tang BeiYao's injury and hospitalization, she responded calmly: "I have prepared a midnight snack for you, ginseng black chicken soup, which is good for Tang Shao's wound."

"Good!" As soon as Jomo's eyes brightened, she was really hungry after studying so late. She reflexively followed forward a few steps, but then stopped, looked back and waited for him. Her voice was a little more uneasy, "drink?"

Tang BeiYao pursed his lips.

She this unconscious movement, but let his eyes soften down, finally or raised his feet to follow up: "well, go."

………

Restaurant.

The light in such a big restaurant is bright. The plain table and the shining ceiling light project soft white light. Usually see the habit of the place, now it seems, inexplicably more than a few silk warm. As like as two peas in the two big soup cups, the

night snack is placed in two adjacent locations. She and Tang BeiYao. The maid took the things and went back to the kitchen to tidy up the rest.

"Don Shao, Miss Qiao, take your time! I'm in there. Call me if you need anything

There are only two of them left in the restaurant. The soup is very quiet.

Jomo's stomach was hungry, so he opened the soup cup and ate it. Although he didn't really gobble it up, he was absolutely focused. After tearing a black chicken leg, she looks up and finds Tang BeiYao looking at her

Startled, she quickly put down her chopsticks: "what's the matter?"

Tang BeiYao didn't say anything. He just shook his head and continued to drink the soup slowly.

Jomo then reflected on the difference between the two: his side was almost a complete cup, just beginning to eat; while her side had all the chicken, leaving only the fragrant soup bottom

She has to eat slowly, too.

As a result, Qiao Mu also used a spoon to follow his rhythm and drink the soup in a low voice to avoid the influence of his eating style on him. But even though she had minimized her sense of being, when she took the third sip——"How does it taste?" Tang BeiYao asked suddenly.

"Very good." Jomo immediately stopped sending it to his mouth and murmured back to him, but the next second, his wrist was not tight. Tang BeiYao suddenly grabbed her, made a slight effort, then clasped her wrist and pulled the spoon in her hand.

Then he bowed his head, took her hand and took a drink.

Jomo was stunned.

Her hands, her spoon, her soup

And He took it for granted!

"Yours is a little light." Before Qiaomu came out of his absence, Tang BeiYao threw out his evaluation with an air of complacency. He frowned slightly and raised his hand to signal the maid to come.

Jomo is still Mongolian. Her eyes wandered in their bowls, and she blurted out blankly: "your Isn't it light? " Although it is a little light, but the taste of the two should be the same ah!

The maid didn't give any special instructions, and she didn't even know how they would sit. It was totally random.

"Tang Shao!" The maid came quickly and stood beside them.

"Prepare her normal taste later." Tang BeiYao glanced at her and said, "don't be like me."

Like him?

Jomo was in a trance for a moment, and then suddenly realized that he was hurt, so the maid had prepared something that was light, and she didn't have to eat it so light

She doesn't have to give in to him.

That's why he said that

"OK, Tang Shao!" The maid readily agreed.

Jomo's heart was a little embarrassed, and her cheeks were hot, but there was a maid in the room, and she couldn't say anything. In order to hide her nervousness, she habitually pursed her lips and carelessly put the empty spoon in her mouth and bit it

Then --

"boom!"

She just felt her brain explode, and the heat spread all the way to her ears.

Oh, no!

The spoon he just used, the soup he just drank

And the point is, he's still looking at her!