Sorry, I can't love you

"Nothing." Although Tang Mo said nothing, Xia Liang noticed that he frowned.

Just as I was about to speak, the waltz suddenly became melodious and comfortable, and became the sound of lightning and thunder. The people who had just danced suddenly danced hot, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became hot.

Looking at the people dancing in front of them, Xia Liang frowned.

She couldn't understand the celebration.

The sound of lightning and thunder made her head "buzz", and the little sign just emerging in her mind disappeared in an instant.

Thinking of the investigation tomorrow, he turned to Tang Mo and said, "I'll go back first. I have to be busy tomorrow."

"Yes."

Tang Mo nodded carelessly. His eyes fell not far away. It seemed that he was looking at something.

Seeing this, Xia Liang shrugged his shoulders, wrapped his clothes tightly and went back to the hotel.

I changed my clothes and was about to go to bed when a doorbell rang.

Frowned, Xia Liang took a look at the time. Who would it be so late?

Is it a hotel employee? Without thinking too much, Xia Liang opened the door directly.

But what appeared at the door was not a hotel employee, but a drunken man full of wine!

The drunkard was a burly man with wrinkled clothes, a scratchy beard and a bottle of beer in his hand.

Seeing Xia Liang, he grinned and showed a mouthful of yellow teeth. The strong smell of alcohol made Xia Liang suddenly frown.

Subconsciously wanted to close the door, but the drunk held out his hand.

Suddenly, Xia Liang wanted to press the alarm by the door, but suddenly the drunk took out a bottle of something and sprayed it on her face.

Almost for a moment, Xia Liang immediately lost his eyes.

She felt dizzy, and she looked a little blurred.

Holding his head, he raised his head and looked at the drunk in front of him tremblingly: "you... What did you spray for me!"

But the drunk croaked and said something she didn't understand.

Xia Liang saw the strange light in the drunkard's eyes, realized that it was wrong and wanted to escape, but the door was blocked.

"Help... Help..." I suddenly felt a burst of shortness of breath in my chest. Then, my vision became more and more blurred and my head became more and more heavy. Then, I slipped down the door slowly.

Vaguely, seeing the drunk man coming towards her, Xia Liang wanted to struggle, but she couldn't say a word.

"Tang Mo Shi... Tang Mo Shi..." there was a voice calling in her heart. She slowly closed her eyes and vaguely saw that the familiar figure appeared in front of her at the last moment

Wake up again, do not know how long has passed.

A warm morning light fell into the bedroom from the window and shone on her white face. Xia Liang blinked and turned over, but her whole body was weak and painful, and her limbs were more like being disassembled and reorganized.

The last picture before coma flashed in my mind. I suddenly "clicked" in my heart. I immediately sat up from bed and found that she was safe and sound.

In addition to her fatigue, she had no sign of being violated. When she looked again, she found a noble and cold figure on the sofa.

It's Tang Moshi!

Yesterday was not an illusion.

Qiang propped himself up to him and didn't wake up when he saw Tang mo.

He leaned on the sofa, propped his head with his hands, and sat wrongly with his slender body, but the direction of his body was all the way to the bed, as if he was waiting for her.

The light fell on his angular face, and the slender eyelashes cast a faint shadow under his eyelids.

Somehow, Xia Liang suddenly felt that his heart was suddenly clenched and set off an indescribable throb.

In a trance, she picked up her coat from the bed, went to Tang Mo and covered him with it.

But accidentally woke up Tang mo.

The man blinked and opened his dark eyes.

"Wake up... Wake up? You were here last night? "

Xia Liang frowned and asked softly.

Tang Mo nodded: "I've noticed the drunk downstairs. I didn't expect it to be so rampant. It seems that there are loopholes in the security of the hotel."

Tang Mo's husky and low voice came from the space. Xia Liang played back the picture of last night in his mind.

No wonder Tang Mo was absent-minded later. It turned out that he saw something.

"Where's the drunk?"

"Sent to the police station."

With that, Tang Mo stood up, straightened his clothes, took off his haggard look, and instantly changed into his cold face.

"Oh..." Xia Liang nodded.

Inadvertently, I saw a scar on Tang Mo's hand.

It seems that Tang Mo had a fierce fight with the drunk after she was unconscious last night.

The Mou light flashed for a while, Xia Liang opened his mouth: "your hand, I'll wrap it up for you."

Then he turned and wanted to call the front desk, but somehow, he suddenly felt dizzy, the whole person became light, and then his body fell forward uncontrollably.

Seeing that she was about to have a close contact with the floor, Xia Liang instinctively closed her eyes.

Before the scream had time to shout, I just felt my hand tightly held and a force of gravity on my waist.

The next second, he hit Tang Mo's strong chest like a strong wall.

With a muffled cry, Xia Liang's nose bumped up heavily.

When he felt the tantalizing warmth on Tang Mo's chest, Xia Liang trembled, his cheeks turned red with lightning, and then he lost the consciousness of reaction.

"Are you okay?"

Xia Liang didn't return until his low and cold voice came from above.

Busy shaking his head: "no... nothing, it should be a sequelae."

Then he raised his head. For a moment, he was opposite Tang Mo's four eyes.

A deep and cold.

A sparkling.

The man's hand was still around her waist, and the temperature belonging to him came through his thin coat. The unique wood fragrance on him became more and more rich at the moment, which fascinated Xia Liang.

In an instant, he panicked and then broke free from Tang Mo's arms: "I'll treat your wound."

His eyes were a little flustered. Xia Liang quickly found a reason to get out, so as not to fall into such an embarrassing situation again.

But Tang Mo glanced carelessly, and then casually said, "no, it's just a small thing. Clean up. I'll see you in 15 minutes and have a look at the environment of the hotel."

As if nothing had happened, he strode out of Xia Liang's room.

Xia Liang frowned, and a strange feeling welled up in the bottom of his heart.

This undetermined identity really embarrassed her and Tang mo

Fifteen minutes later, Xia Liang hurriedly cleaned up. Xia Liang opened the door and was thinking of calling Tang Mo to ask him where he was, but suddenly saw a figure at the door.

The shadow of last night shrouded her. She thought it was a drunk madman. She was shocked. She was about to press the distress alarm next to her. She looked up and flustered into Tang Mo's deep eyes.

"Is that you?"

She breathed a sigh of relief and blurted out.

Tang Mo put his hands in his pockets and leaned against the wall. Hearing the panic in her tone, he raised his eyebrows: "who else do you think it is? Let's go. Time is limited and the task is urgent. "

He lifted his thin lip, then turned and walked towards the elevator.

Xia Liang looked at his proud and cold back, glanced and followed up.