Chapter 362

She leaned languidly in the sofa and didn't want to say anything.

It seems that she can't make a decision for a moment.

Tang Shaofeng's mobile phone rang, looked down and walked out of the room.

Going and staying is a problem.

Stay, she and Tang Shaofeng no longer need to be involved.

But if she leaves, where can she go except for the Miao family?

However, when she knew all this, she seemed unable to get along with Miao Zhimiao as before.

She was stunned for a long time, and Miao Zhimiao called. It took several times for her to wake up.

Looking at my brother's two words on the mobile phone screen, I was stunned again. After a meeting, I got through.

"Hello." She's weak.

"Xiao Hui, what's wrong with your voice? Don't you feel comfortable, or what has Tang Shaofeng done to you? " Miao Zhimiao's tone is very tense.

"No She sat up straight in the sofa.

"Did you mention it to Tang Shaofeng?"

"Well." She hummed absently.

"Let's go tonight. I'm still waiting for you at the door."

"Ah?" Miao Xiaohui was startled: "have you been at the door?"

"Yes, I haven't left yet."

"You," I want to call my brother habitually, but I can't call him out. I don't know what to call him. A very familiar person suddenly becomes strange. This feeling is really hard: "I'm very tired tonight, that's it!"

"Do you mean to stay in Chuang Sheng Xiaomeng tonight?"

"Well."

"Is it interesting to stay one more night?"

"Can you leave my feelings alone?"

"You are not suitable for Tang Shaofeng." Miao Zhimiao said: "maybe you don't know what kind of man you are suitable for."

"Brother." Miao Xiaohui interrupts him. Now she has neither the courage to question his life experience nor the strength to refute anything. She just says weakly, "brother, I'll deal with my affairs. You give me some time to talk about it in a few days."

Then she hung up.

Throw the mobile phone on the sofa and look up to see Tang Shaofeng standing at the door of the room.

I should have heard the conversation between her and Miao Zhimiao.

She leaned her head on the back of the sofa.

The man's magnetic voice came from the door: "why don't you ask him directly on the phone? Are you afraid that he won't admit it or that you still can't accept it? "

"It's my business." She closed her eyes slightly and said, "I hope you don't interfere, if you still want me to live here."

The man's footstep is close to her, and the sofa beside her sinks. The man sits beside Miao Xiaohui, and his voice is slow: "I won't force you to do what you don't want to do."

"Please do one thing."

"Well."

"Please don't make it public until I figure out what to do with it."

"Listen to you." The man reached out and held Miao Xiaohui in his arms.

Rely on the arms of men, as if there is a rely on, the heart gradually shaken down.

However, she was still very surprised, like a frightened rabbit. Although the hunter had left, she still could not calm down.

At this moment, she hopes Tang Shaofeng is lying to her.

Her life is complicated enough, and she doesn't want to be more complicated.

I don't know when she fell asleep. When she woke up, she was lying in bed.

But Tang Shaofeng was not around. He looked down and changed his clothes into pajamas.

She didn't drink last night, and she was very conscious, but she didn't even know when she fell asleep or when she was changed into pajamas.

After getting up, I found a small note on the bedside table, which was written by Tang Shaofeng: if you are not comfortable, take a rest at home for a few days and have lunch with you at noon.

It's more boring to stay at home and think more.

So, after breakfast, she went to the company.

She also knew that as long as she went to the company, she would inevitably meet Miao Zhimiao.

She hasn't figured out how to face him, but escape is not the way.

As a result, I met Miao Zhimiao in the elevator. He was handsome in a light colored suit.

I always feel that my brother and parents are not like me.

Dad's height is not too high. He looks like 175, while Miao Zhimiao's height is nearly 1.9 meters, almost the same as Tang Shaofeng's.

Now, the more you look, the less you look.

She hesitated for a moment, went in and stood beside Miao Zhimiao: "brother."

"Xiao Hui." Miao Zhimiao put her hand on her shoulder: "your face is not very good."

She quickly shrank to the corner, and dodged Miao Zhimiao's hand: "I'm ok."

Her reaction is a little bit big. Miao Xiaohui looks at her for a moment and presses the floor where her office is located.

"Come home with me tonight." Miao Zhimiao looked at the number above the elevator and said with irrefutable tone.

She bowed her head, not haughty back to the past: "yesterday I said, my own things, I make my own decisions."

"I'm really curious." Miao Zhimiao takes his eyes back and looks at Miao Xiaohui: "what happened to you last night that made you change your mind so quickly."

Miao Zhimiao's handsome face is covered with a light layer of thin anger. Miao Xiaohui seldom sees him angry. Many times, he is not happy and angry.

She really wanted to ask him if what Tang Shaofeng said was true.

But Tang Shaofeng is right. Since he told her, he must have found out.

So, once she asks, her relationship with Miao Zhimiao will change.

After so many years of calling her brother, she just wanted to be his sister.

She forbeared, said nothing, eyes light from his side.

Just then the elevator arrived, the door opened slowly, and she walked past Miao Zhimiao.

As soon as one foot stepped out of the door, Miao Zhimiao grasped his arm.

"Xiao Hui." These two words, he called the repression and forbearance, as if containing countless suppressed emotions.

Miao Xiaohui quickly remembers the sentence Tang Shaofeng said last night. Miao Zhimiao has never been a brother and sister to you, but a man and a woman.

She shook his hand reflexively: "brother, I'm going to the office."

Miao Zhimiao comes out of the elevator, takes Miao Xiaohui's hand and goes to her office.

Seeing them coming, Huang Xiaofen welcomed them happily: "young master, second young lady, do you want to make some fruit tea..."

Miao Zhimiao doesn't give Miao Zhimiao a chance to talk to Huang Xiaofen. He pulls her into the office, closes the door, and leaves Huang Xiaofen standing alone at the door in a daze.

He closed the door and even locked it. His tall body blocked the door.

Miao Xiaohui was a little flustered. She took her hand out of his palm and said in a dumb voice: "brother, this is the company. What's the matter..."

"Do you give me a chance to go home together?" His voice was cold and impatient: "Xiaohui, have you been poisoned by Tang Shaofeng?"

"It has nothing to do with Tang Shaofeng!" She turned her head: "it's my decision. I want to stay in Xiaomeng for a while."

"Why?"

"No why, I hope you can give me a space, I will deal with my own things."

"You won't!" As he approached Miao Xiaohui, he suddenly put his arms around her shoulders and flashed a frenzied and painful emotion in his eyes: "you can't stay with Tang Shaofeng! Do you know what I did last night? How do I spend so many nights when you are not by my side? When I think of you by Tang Shaofeng's side and the possibility that you might fall in love with him, I feel as if I have fallen into the abyss. It seems that there are 10000 needles poking at me. You can't understand that feeling... "

"Brother..." Miao Xiaohui wanted to struggle, but she couldn't open it. Her shoulder was about to be crushed by him: "what are you talking about?"

"Don't you hate Tang Shaofeng very much? Why do you tell me you love him? Why, why? " He pinches her shoulder and shakes it violently. Miao Xiaohui feels that all the bones in her body will be shaken away by him.

"That's my business..." she weakly refuted, Miao Zhimiao in front of her seemed to have lost her reason, her eyes were confused, tangled with fanaticism.

Tang Shaofeng is right. It's not the way his brother looks at his sister.

It's the way a man looks at a woman.

She shivered. Even though she knew Miao Zhimiao might not be her own brother, she still felt unacceptable and even disgusted.

She desperately broke away from him: "brother, this is the office, I don't want to talk about this!"

"Leave Tang Shaofeng, divorce him and come back to me." Miao Zhimiao's painful breath rolled towards Miao Xiaohui: "I can't stand you staying with Tang Shaofeng for a moment!"

"Brother, don't you think it's strange to say that as my brother?" She stepped back a few steps, panting: "I'm just your sister, I have the right to choose my love life, you say these words will only make me feel very, abnormal..."

"Xiaohui..." Miao Zhimiao's burst aura immediately fell down. He looked at Miao Xiaohui's drooping eyes and put his hand on her shoulder again. This time, he didn't use his strength. He put it on her shoulder and said, "I'm sorry, I just lost control of my mood."

"It's not just out of control." Miao Xiaohui closed her eyes, then looked up at his dark eyes: "what you just said will make me feel sick."

"Xiaohui..."

"Brother, do you have something to tell me?"

His dark eyes flickered: "what can I tell you?"

"Really not?"

"No

At this moment, if she has more courage, she really wants to ask him, are you adopted by your parents, are you my brother?

Or she can wait until Miao Zhimiao tells her.

However, she waited for a long time, and did not wait for a word from Miao Zhimiao.

Originally, after Tang Shaofeng told her about Miao Zhimiao's life experience, she was suspicious.

But what Miao Zhimiao said just now can be heard by fools.

Miao Zhimiao is not a pervert, and his feelings for Miao Xiaohui are not abnormal.

However, he has never been a brother and sister to her.

It's the way men love women.

love.

Looking down at his bare arm, he had a layer of goose bumps.

Standing at the window for a long time, I vaguely heard the knock on the door, as if she had fallen into the thick clouds, not knowing the West and the East.

Until someone gently pushed her: "Xiaohui, what's the matter with you?"

She looked back and saw Shen Yuanyuan standing in front of her: "Why are you here?"

"Well, I've come to see you for lunch."

"It's only morning for lunch, isn't it?"

"It's half past eleven, Xiao Hui. You look so ugly. Are you not feeling well?"

"Half past eleven?" Miao Xiaohui looked down at her watch. It was already half past eleven.

She stood in front of the window for hours without noticing.

Although she had no appetite, Shen Yuanyuan couldn't drive her away since she came.

She picked up the bag and said, "OK, let's go!"