Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

He walked over from his seat, walked to her side, pulled away the chair behind her, and blurted out caring words: "It rained heavily just now, did you get wet?"

While talking, he turned his head and called the waiter on the other side: "Please bring a clean towel here."

"No, thank you." Tang Qiaoqiao was obviously not used to his attitude, her brows were tightly wrinkled, and when she saw that he was reaching out to touch her, she immediately reached out and opened it: "I'm late, I'm sorry. "

"How could it be? With such a heavy rain, you should be late." Nie Huaijin smiled with a gentle expression.

He didn't feel embarrassed when she pushed his hand away, and just continued to smile gently at her. When the waiter brought the towel, he took another step ahead of her, and wanted to wipe the wet hair on the side of her bun himself.

Tang Qiaoqiao doesn't like others to touch her very much.

The touch of the man in front of her... Although she refused for the first time, when he reached out to wipe the rain on her face, she didn't stop it for the first time.

Nie Huaijin wiped her gently, as if if she moved a little harder, she would be hurt.

Seeing her lowered eyes, with a little mist still on her long eyelashes, her heart trembled again.

He suddenly lowered his head and kissed her watery eyes without warning.

"Qiaoqiao..." He whispered affectionately, his tone was gentle, but there was too much pain in his voice, and this painful voice seemed to come from the depths of his soul.

Tang Qiaoqiao was also startled.

His eyes were a little dazed.

After regaining consciousness, she was about to push him away, but when she raised her head, she saw Nie Huaijin was crying.

Her expression became inexplicable.

Glancing at his painful eyes, he subconsciously turned around and was about to leave, as if staying just a moment longer would be suffering.

Tang Qiaoqiao's withdrawal brought Mo Huaijin back to his senses.

He grabbed her wrist in a panic, not letting her go, and apologized anxiously: "I'm sorry, I was rude, Qiaoqiao, don't be angry, it's raining outside, let's sit here for a while, okay? "

He asked the last three words almost cautiously, for fear that Tang Qiaoqiao would refuse.

Fortunately.

Tang Qiaoqiao did not refuse.

It was thundering and raining outside, and she didn't want to go out either.

She looked at Nie Huaijin until she saw that Nie Huaijin realized something, wiped her face with her hand, turned around and sat down in her seat, then sat down in silence.

"What do you want to drink?"

"Iced coffee." Tang Qiaoqiao replied.

"Iced coffee hurts your body, how about drinking hot milk?" Nie Huaijin suggested with concern.

Tang Qiaoqiao raised her eyelids and looked at him coldly. Nie Huaijin immediately changed her words in a hopeless way: "Then drink hot coffee, the coffee here is not bad."

After speaking, she turned around and asked the waiter to serve coffee, not giving Tang Qiaoqiao a chance to refuse.

Tang Qiaoqiao looked at Nie Huaijin, who was making her own way, but frowned, but didn't say anything.

She has a cold temper and doesn't like to talk, especially now, her eyes are clear and cold looking at the pouring rain outside, her eyes have no focus, as if her thoughts have been emptied.

Nie Huaijin didn't even know what was wrong with her.

Why do you see Tang Qiaoqiao like this.

He will feel very uncomfortable and distressed.

He is usually not a person who is not good at communication. On the contrary, he is very popular and will pick up topics.