CEO, Hold On A Moment

Hearing her voice, Tang BeiYao opened his eyes.

Eyes collide, Qiao Mu hand paper bag action not from a stiff, with originally want to say words, also stem in the throat. But what she meant was obvious.

Tang BeiYao's eyes moved down and stayed at the mouth of the cake bag: "I don't eat sweets."

Dislike the sentence, the corner of the lip seems to be with a shallow smile.

What are you laughing at?

Jomo doesn't know.

She just felt a little embarrassed by this confrontation. When she heard him say no, she said "Oh" and turned back to eat alone. She didn't look any further, but she always felt that his eyes didn't move away. She kept staring, hot and burning

So she buried it in the corner.

The cake was cold, but it was still soft and delicious. Jomo twisted a small piece. At the moment of the entrance, those fragmentary memories also came to my face - it was the same taste of that year! It's hard to get in line.

At that time, both she and Liang Yin liked to eat, so they took turns to queue up. When it was her turn, she even skipped class.

"You pig head! Skipping classes and going through the gate, don't you know how to cross the wall? " Liang Yin hates iron but not steel.

"I know how to eat! How can I train you to be a failure? Do you dare in the future? " Dad angrily took the book and threatened to come up and smoke her.

‘……’

Then there was a flurry.

What a fuss!

Jomo wanted to laugh, but he couldn't help getting sour and astringent between his nose. The delicious cake suddenly felt that it had no flavor. The things I miss can be bought back, the life I miss

But never come back.

But she still wanted to eat them up!

After all, it's the cake she used to like so much!

Joe sucks his nose and controls his mood. He chews and swallows more and more. Gradually, he almost wolfs into his mouth

There's only one left.

Qiao Mu swallowed what he had in his mouth and twisted up the last one. He was trying to put it in his mouth, but his wrist was caught suddenly Tang BeiYao suddenly reached out and restrained her movements.

"Give it to me." She heard his voice.

Then he grabbed her by the wrist, lowered his head, took her hand and ate the last cake.

Jomo was stunned.

She hasn't responded yet. She can only feel his warm breath brushing the back of her hand. Then his white teeth bite off the cake and her thin lips rub past her fingertips

Warm and cool, crisp and numb, like an electric current, let her brain into a blank.

Her only thought was -

didn't he say he didn't eat sweets?

"You..." He pulled his wrist, but he didn't succeed. Jomo heard his deliberately cold voice, "don't you have your own hands?"

"Yes." Tang BeiYao answered, his look softened down, even deliberately called gentle, "they have other uses." As he spoke, he leaned over.

In the limited space, Qiao mu can't retreat.

And the purpose of his two hands - one is holding her arm tightly; the other is leaning forward, domineering and gently, wiping away the warmth and humidity from the corners of her eyes

It was the tears she had just choked back.

Qiao Mu Leng: did he see it? He found out? Does he understand? His action instantly brought out the sour sadness she had just forced to endure

The vision is hazy.

With the strength of his wrist, he pulled her into his arms at the next moment, put his hands around her from both sides, and buried her head in his neck socket: "I'll hold you for a while."

There is a sense of coaxing, to avoid her struggle.

"I will never eat this again..." Jomo didn't move. His voice had become hoarse. It was in his ear, murmuring in a very low voice.

"Good." He didn't even think about it.

"No more..." Jomo murmured, feeling his hand caressing her on the back as if it were soothing. She really wants to cry!

She wanted to borrow his shoulder and cry hard

She really missed that year!

But

He is Tang BeiYao after all.

"Back then What's going on? Can you tell me? " Curled up in his arms, at this moment, Jomo was hoping for him. If he can tell her the truth, if it's not as bad as she imagined, can she borrow his shoulder with ease?

Tang BeiYao didn't make a sound.

His hand stopped and held her in silence, letting the time go by.

Jomo's heart cooled a little.

"Then don't touch me." She heard her cold voice, at the same time, she pushed her hands and left his arms, "Tang BeiYao, anyone can, you can't."

Anyone can comfort her, but he is not qualified.However, Qiao Mu's strength is not small. With such a sudden push, Tang BeiYao's figure can be stabilized.

At that moment, she seemed to see a flash in his eyes injured?

But he was quick to cool down.

He stopped, his eyes drooped, his dark eyes quickly returned to a desolate state, and his dark pupils no longer had any mood swings As before, cold and dark, silent.

The atmosphere in the car was extremely suppressed.

For a long time.

"Hello, Song Zhe." After Qiao Mu adjusted his mood and calmed down, he asked Song Zhe, who was also driving in silence, "where are you going?"

It doesn't matter where you go!

When is the point?

She and Tang BeiYao are not happy. It's better not to be locked in the same car.

"Er..."

"To meet Qiao Zheng." Tang BeiYao took the lead in answering, his voice was calm, not as gentle as before. As soon as he opens his mouth, he can make people feel the low pressure that is spreading.

"Let me see dad?" Qiao Mu a Leng, then Mou Guang Yi Liang.

This sudden news surprised her and made her look up at Tang BeiYao, but when she faced him coldly, the "thank you" on her lips choked back.

A large amount of information poured into her mind -

the place where Dad was locked up was just a drive from H city?

So, Dad's near downtown H?

Qiao mu can't help but turn his head out of the window: this national road is remote and lonely, surrounded by barren mountains, green vegetation No man-made buildings, no vehicles.

She tried to find it, even if there was a road tablet!

Where is this?

When she came out of H City, she didn't pay attention to the driving route. She knew that she was going to see her father. She must

"You'd better not complicate simple things." Behind him came Tang BeiYao's warning, gentle and cool, without any emotional temperature, "if you remember the position, I will immediately turn the person away."

Anyway, it's Qiao Zheng who's upset.

"I don't want to see it anymore..." Qiao Mu Mou light a dark, immediately subdued soft, obediently turn body to sit well, turn to see him, "Tang BeiYao?"