Sorry, I can't love you

Tang Mo's heart suddenly trembled, his heart raised a touch of pain, and his dark eyes were tinged with light complexity.

Before long, Xia Liang rushed to the door of the cafe.

She was already wet all over. She stood at the door and twisted her wet clothes.

Then he pushed the door and went in.

She stood in front of Tang Mo, wet all over. Her white coat was tightly attached to her body, showing her beautiful figure. Her hair was also attached to her forehead and was dripping to the ground drop by drop.

Before long, the ground was wet.

"Here you are, black pine cake."

She handed the cake from her arms. Strangely, the paper box of the cake was only a little wet.

The woman's eyes were clear and clear, and Tang Mo was stunned. The dark eyes were filled with a layer of long-lasting fog.

He looked at Xia Liang's sincere eyes and his heart twitched obviously.

But he lowered his head and said coldly, "I never like dessert, don't you know?"

Then, the corners of the mouth rose and stirred slightly.

The man's words are more like a basin of ice water pouring down, which makes her heart colder than the rain.

Xia Liang suddenly clenched his hand holding the cake box, with a layer of anger on his face.

This is clearly playing with her!

She rushed into the heavy rain recklessly, and almost stepped into the pit and fell to the ground on the way back. Who knows that her behavior is just a test in his eyes! no It's a pastime!

She is a fool for his entertainment in his eyes!

Holding a breath in his throat, Xia Liang clenched his teeth.

Tang Mo suddenly stood up. The tall shadow shrouded her. The man's sinister eyes poured down and stared at her coldly.

The woman in front of her was angry and clutching her clothes tightly, but she didn't say a word.

Tang Mo looked in his eyes, his lips slightly hooked, and then turned and walked outside.

Xia Liang stared angrily at the man's proud and cold back, took a deep breath, finally put down his clenched fist, then wiped a handful of wet broken hair on his forehead, and reluctantly followed up.

The sudden heavy rain has stopped, the air is filled with the smell of asphalt, and the sun shines through the thick clouds and falls on the street.

Tang Mo opened his slender legs, directly crossed the sewage in the street and opened the door.

Xia Liang hurried up. As soon as his hand touched the door, the man on the car turned his head and said coldly, "don't break my car."

The cold sentence made Xia Liang stunned in situ. She looked at herself from top to bottom. The wet clothes were still dripping. There was a pool of water everywhere she went.

Take another look at his clean, tidy and expensive Lamborghini. For a moment, she released her hand on the door and then stepped back.

"Sneeze!"

Xia Liang covered his nose and hugged his body.

A coat was thrown out of the door, and the black suit was covered on her face. When she took off the hooded suit in a panic, the red Lamborghini had disappeared.

"Ah... Obviously they all go home and leave me alone."

Xia Liang muttered discontentedly.

"A sneeze, a sneeze..."

After sneezing several times, Xia Liang rubbed her red nose. A gust of wind blew. She trembled and hugged herself, and then wrapped her clothes tightly.

"Miss Xia? Are you back? "

The servant's head poked out of the door. When he saw her, he opened the door.

The hand that rang the doorbell stayed in the air. Xia Liang squeezed out a smile and nodded. Now she was shivering with cold. She just wanted to go in and change into clean clothes.

The servant looked at her up and down. Xia Liang's clothes were still stained with water, and a high tied horsetail drooped listlessly.

"Miss Xia, what are you doing?"

The servant cast a puzzled look.

Xia Liangkan smiled, but asked, "is brother Mo Shi back?"

The servant nodded, "I'm back. I'm inside."

Hearing this, Xia Liang immediately pulled down his smiling face: "who is it?" She muttered and walked in.

In the quiet and bright living room, only Tang Moshi was alone. He sat on the sofa, his long legs folded, his suit in the daytime had been changed, and his casual home clothes were casually set on his body, but he exuded a noble and extraordinary temperament.

When Tang Mo was staring at the financial newspaper, a sudden figure in the living room attracted his attention.

He slowly looked up and his dark eyes fell on the woman.

Xia Liangchu turned a white eye in his heart in front of Tang Mo, but in fact, he looked at Tang Mo with a smile.

"I... did I pass?"

Tang Mo didn't reply. He slightly raised his eyebrows, looked at Xia Liang like a smile, and then nodded with satisfaction.

“yeah！” Xia Liang was overjoyed and exclaimed in his heart.

"Sneeze, sneeze!"

A few sneezes made her joy subside most of the time. She just felt cold and wanted to soak in a bathtub full of hot water.

"Then i... I'll go back to my room first."

She closely observed Tang Mo's expression, carefully spit out this sentence, and immediately ran upstairs.

When Tang Mo looked at the hurried back, his eyes filled with a layer of long-lasting fog.

Taking off her wet clothes, the girl's white legs stepped into the bathtub.

In the bathroom, the moisture is dense, and the mirror is printed with a slight white foam in the bathtub.

A burst of "clattering" water, splashing water, when the warm water was close to the cold skin, Xia Liang felt that he was a living person.

Take a deep breath. Xia Liang pinches his nose and immerses himself in the bathtub.

Bubbles "Gulu" in the bathtub burst in a series. Before long, Xia Liang suddenly drilled out of the water.

With a stroke of slender white fingers, he stroked the messy hair on his cheek behind his ears.

I don't know how long it has passed, until the water in the bathtub is cold and hot, hot and cold, Xia Liang takes out his body from the bathtub.

She drew a towel, wiped the water on her face and dried her body. She wrapped a bath towel and opened the bathroom door.

"Sneeze!"

A gust of evening wind blew in from the window. Xia Liang covered his nose and sneezed.

Busy reaching out to smoke the paper towel on the table, inadvertently, I saw the cold medicine that I didn't know when it was put on the table.

The door was blown open with a "squeak", and Xia Liang cast puzzled eyes.

She remembered closing the door just now.

Xia Liang picked up cold medicine. She frowned. Did her mother come?

No, I didn't see her when I just came back, and Xia Bingqing's temperament, I must preach before I go into her room.

That's... Is that him?

A bold idea flashed through my mind.

But how could he? Xia Liang looked at the half closed door and fell into meditation.