He likes you

"Have a cup of mocha, thank you." Feng Xuan stood in front of the Starbucks sales counter, rubbing the space between his eyebrows, feeling a bit out of sorts.

He tried to keep himself from guessing what Qiao Mo would do to him, but this ostrich-like attempt was undoubtedly in vain.The more you try to avoid it, the more you will always think about it.

I'm in a bad mood, I want to eat something sweet, I want to eat a lot of sweets.

He said to the waiter: "Mocha with more cream, more milk, more chocolate sauce, more sugar."

The waiter passed the word to the mixer who was making this cup of mocha.

After 5 minutes, a large cup of mocha was served, covered with cream, like a hill.

Feng Xuan felt that something was not enough, so she asked, "Please sprinkle star candy."

The waiter sprinkled small candies in the shape of stars and moons on top of the hill of cream.

The macarons in the glass cabinet were bright and colorful. Feng Xuan saw it, thought about it, and said, "One more box of macarons."

The waiter was a little taken aback.This kind of sugar intake is surprising to anyone who sees it.

Both macarons and mocha are packaged and delivered.

Mocha Fengxuan directly brought it to drink, and he was going to take the macaron back to bribe Li Yang, hoping that Li Yang would not beat him too badly after he asked for resignation.

After leaving Starbucks, Qiao Mo's car drove over and stopped in front of Feng Xuan.

When the car window was lowered, Qiao Mo said, "Come on, I'll take you back."

Feng Xuan was caught off guard when he saw his face, and almost choked a mouthful of mocha coffee stuck in his throat.Hearing his words again, the whole person was a little confused.

Seeing him staying there, Qiao Mo asked, "Do you need me to say it again?"

Feng Xuan quickly took two mouthfuls of mocha, hoping to finish it while she was alive.

After getting in the car, Feng Xuan told Li Yang's home address, feeling a little restrained.

It is said that the boss will give some sweets to the employees before firing them.

Feng Xuan thought to himself that the sweetness Qiao Mo gave him should be to give him a ride in person.

Qiao Mo saw the cup of mocha filled with cream in Fengxuan's hand, and asked curiously, "Is it so sweet?"

Feng Xuan said "Yes", and asked, "Do you want to drink?" He brought the Mocha in front of him.

A cat in front of him suddenly rushed out, and Qiao Mo stepped on the brakes hastily.The cup of mocha coffee held in front of him was spilled on his face and then on his body because of the swaying of the brake.

Qiao Mo: "..."

Fengxuan: "..."

cat:"……"

The cat has run away, but the car is still not moving.Qiao Mo closed his eyes, let the coffee flow down his face, and let out a long sigh.

At this moment, Fengxuan felt that the oxygen in the air was suddenly emptied, and he couldn't even breathe.After a few seconds, he realized that he was so shocked that he forgot to breathe.

Feng Xuan's hands were extremely cold, he stiffly picked up the paper box on the car, pulled out a tissue, gently wiped off the coffee on Qiao Mo's face, and then lightly wiped off the cream on his clothes.

Hands are shaking.It's a bit painful, after all, this cup of mocha is quite expensive.

Fengxuan thought to himself: I am not the heroine of an idol drama. Although I have changed my mind and become a bastard, I am not stupid and sweet. Why did I, a big man, and my boss go through such an embarrassing thing that was like a death sentence? ?

damn it.He and Qiao Mo must be incompatible.

Qiao Mo exhaled, and suddenly said, "How much sugar did you put in this cup of mocha?"

Feng Xuan hesitated for a long time: "Not much. A little bit more than the normal amount. A little bit more. That's all."

Qiao Mo was so sweet that he almost vomited, and reached out to take a bottle of mineral water in the back seat to rinse his mouth.After spitting out the water in his mouth from the car window, Qiao Mo opened the car door.

Feng Xuan felt that he might throw herself out of the car with his own hands.

"You come and go."

Fengxuan: "Huh?"

"I'm so sick right now that I can't drive." Qiao Mo had already got out of the car, waiting for Feng Xuan to get off the passenger seat.

Feng Xuan paused, "That's good." He got up halfway and moved to the driver's seat.

While driving, Feng Xuan paid attention to Qiao Mo from the corner of her eye.

Qiao Mo's breath was telling of his unhappiness, and he took out the tissues in the paper box one by one, dipped them in mineral water to wipe his face and clothes.His brows were tightly furrowed, and his face was pale, as if it was more painful than killing him.

Feng Xuan finally knew how much the shoe print on his school uniform hurt him.

Recalling the past, he couldn't help swallowing again.He felt that the "knife" across his neck seemed to be getting closer.

Go downstairs to Li Yang's house.

Feng Xuan parked the car and said to Qiao Mo, "Mr. Qiao, go up and wash and change your clothes."

Even though his face had been wiped four or five times with a damp paper towel, Qiao Mo's face was still pale and ugly.After a moment of hesitation: "Yes. Although I am a little scared to be with you now, in order to avoid traffic accidents when I go back later, I have to wash up."

Feng Xuan forcefully smiled: You are too polite, who is scaring whom?