The President's Sweet Trap

In a good way to hide their identity, but also render a dignified appearance. He arrived early at the cafe mentioned by Tang Luyao. The cafe is unique in this colorful street, like a maverick girl with full charm.

Nan Chunjie then pushed open the transparent glass door of the cafe, went to the second floor where there were few guests and sat down at an unobtrusive corner.

This cafe is indeed like Tang Luyao said, beautiful environment, elegant style, bright and not gorgeous, the space is filled with a breath, but different from strong perfume or bitter coffee flavor, but the fragrance floating, seems to be reflected in this retro European design, only in a large number of trees gathered in the forest will be spicy.

The seat has a large and soft back, without lights. The warm sunshine shuttles through the air of the micro gap. It is comfortable and long, filling all the emptiness between heaven and earth. The music in the cafe is also so soothing. The soft piano music and the comfortable leather sofa gradually relax Nan Chunjie's heart beating with tension.

As soon as he took off his equipment and took off his windbreaker, a formal waiter came to Nan Chunjie with a gentle smile and asked, "Sir, what do you need?" Nan Chunjie looked at the stairway behind him and didn't see Tang Luyao, so Nan Chunjie had to look at the menu.

"A mocha and a cappuccino, please. Thank you." After ordering coffee, Nan Chunjie continued to wait for Tang Luyao.

Before long, Tang Luyao came in a hurry with an exquisite satchel. She happened to catch up with the waiter to bring coffee. She approached the waiter and whispered in his ear. The waiter put down the plate dragging coffee and took Nan Chunjie and Tang Luyao through a corridor to a hidden dark door to let them in.

When Nan Chunjie and Tang Luyao sat down, the waiter brought the coffee they had just ordered and closed the door for them when they left.

At first, they sat there, one looking at the people coming and going out of the window and the other looking at the hot coffee. No one spoke.

Then, Nan Chunjie tore open the wrapping paper of Fang sugar, "pa!" The sugar fell into the coffee, and the splashed coffee was wantonly dyed on his white sleeve, but he stirred it as if nothing had happened. Nan Chunjie knew that Tang Luyao must have something to do when he told him to come here. He was waiting for her to speak.

Sure enough, Tang Luyao didn't touch her own cup of coffee at the first moment, but lowered her eyebrows and nodded. The narrow crow's eyelashes hung again and again. It took a long time to spit out a few words: "sorry."

She narrowed her eyes slightly. Tang Luyao looked very good when she closed her eyes. The light and shadow falling from crow eyelashes dyed her pale face dumb with poetry. Her eyebrows were slender, like a dark blue ridge lying on it in the distance. Her lip color was the brick red title of the forest house, which was soft and shallow.

She hurriedly opened the satchel hanging on the bend of her slender arm, and green jade fingers took thin paper out of the bag. It was a ticket. Nan Chunjie was obviously surprised when he glanced at it. When Tang Luyao spread the ticket in front of him, Nan Chunjie looked even more surprised.

"What is this?" Nan Chunjie, who had been sitting in the soft chair for a long time, finally opened his mouth. He seemed to understand what this meant, but he didn't seem to understand. Had to wait for Tang Luyao to give him an answer, an answer in his heart.

"This is a ticket for you. I stole it from my parents. Please go." Tang Luyao pretended to be calm and said these words without emotion, but her thin shoulders trembled slightly and betrayed her. Although her very healthy light pink nails would make people think of the rainy April peach for no reason, the petals that would be knocked down by the rain would only be held tightly in the palm of her hand.

Nan Chunjie is full of mixed emotions at the moment. He hates Tang Luyao's parents and is moved by Tang Luyao's behavior. At the same time, he feels distressed for her. He knew that Tang Luyao knew how she felt about her. Although she was a childhood sweetheart, Nan Chunjie always regarded her as his sister, and Nan Chunjie also knew Tang Luyao's feelings for him.

He grabbed the ticket, looked at it, put it down at random, looked away and continued to watch people coming and going downstairs, trying to hide his guilty look. After a long time, the two equally beautiful and sexy thin lips opened slightly, "so... Okay?"

Tang Luyao was a little excited. She saw a trace of hesitation in the bottom of Nan Chunjie's eyes. It seemed that she had grasped the life-saving straw and felt that her feelings had not been lost. She couldn't find a destination like a boat floating on the boundless sea, but she also knew how Nan Chunjie felt about her. He must go, so Tang Luyao's heart climbed up a little bitterness.

She stubbornly picked up the ticket again, grabbed Nan Chunjie's hand and stuffed the tissue paper with all her sincerity and love into his hand. Her white cheeks seemed to glow, and even some expectations: "don't worry so much, you take this ticket and go quickly, it's not too late!"

In the face of Tang Luyao, Nan Chunjie couldn't complain at all. His resentment against Tang's father and mother also subsided a little. Under Tang Luyao's "understanding the great cause", he was very moved, more than ever before. He put the ticket into his pocket and shook Tang Luyao's hand. The temperature of his palm seemed to pass even their thoughts.

He put on his black windbreaker, put on his mask, got up with sunglasses, and was about to leave, but he still looked back at Tang Luyao. Seeing that Nan Chunjie didn't leave immediately, Tang Luyao also got up and went forward to hold Nan Chunjie.

Nan Chunjie was surprised by the sudden hug, but he didn't refuse. Instead, he slowly retracted his arm, took Tang Luyao's thin body into his arms, and gently stroked her spine from top to bottom to comfort the poor woman.

Tang Luyao buried himself in his arms and took a few deep breaths of his taste. When his mood gradually stabilized, she raised her head and suddenly printed a kiss on his lips across Nan Chunjie's mask. The kiss was painful. It seemed that she could hear the crisp sound of the collision between teeth. She said, "go quickly! Or I'll be reluctant! "

Nan Chunjie meaningfully rubbed Tang Luyao's head with her hand. Just like when she was a child, she turned and walked out of the door and out of the cafe under the guidance of the waiter. Tang Luyao still stayed in the dark room. Without Nan Chunjie, she trembled her eyelashes and her eyes were misty rain across Zhoushan. Instead, it was like a rainy night obscured by water vapor in the south of the Yangtze River. The water mist rose, wet the eyes and flowed out drop by drop.

Nan Chunjie, who left the cafe, took a taxi and rushed to the airport. He can no longer live up to Tang Luyao's kindness.