Chapter 521

She found it strange that one of the few times they had ever seen smelled of alcohol.

Before that was Wu Yao.

Now it's her.

However, this kind of trance with alcohol was blown away by the cold wind at the moment of leaving the bar.

Xiaomi leaves from Wu Yao's arms. She doesn't know whether it's alcohol or something else. It's red.

Wu Yao took a look at her, leaned against the wall, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. His fingers held the smoke, and his eyes passed through the smoke and circled Xiaomi's body.

"Talking about projects?" Wu Yao's voice is very light, accompanied by the wind at night, there is a trace of coldness.

Millet hung his head and said for a long time, "yes."

She suddenly had a feeling that she had been seen through. She could not raise her head in front of Wu Yao.

Wu Yao seemed to want to say something, but at this time, a voice appeared behind them, a little impatient female voice.

"You went in for her?"

Xiaomi turned her head in surprise and saw the woman standing behind her.

Even in winter, she has been wearing very sexy, legs straight and slender, under the black stockings appear particularly attractive, confused, and her face painted with heavy make-up, not a bit vulgar feeling, but very enchanting and beautiful.

The woman looked at Xiaomi from top to bottom, and then put her eyes on Wu Yao.

Wu Yao frowned: "you go first, I have something to do."

"You let me go for her sake?" The woman showed a strange expression.

Xiaomi immediately realized that the woman in front of her should be Wu Yao's...

she was afraid that the other party would misunderstand her hand and quickly waved her hand to say something, but she saw Wu Yao take the initiative to go over and say in a low voice: "you go home first, I'll deal with things and find you."

The woman looks at Xiaomi reluctantly, but seems to be afraid of Wu Yao, and finally can only reluctantly leave.

Xiaomi was embarrassed: "did I delay you?"

Wu Yao turned and looked at her.

Xiaomi was staring at him unnaturally. He felt his nose and stood at a loss. He didn't even dare to lift his head.

"Don't you see that man is interested in you? Or do you think you can get away with it? " Wu Yao's voice became colder. He forced Xiaomi's chin up and forced her to look at him.

Xiaomi can't avoid, but can only look at Wu Yao's cold eyes.

A question suddenly came to her mind - what did Wu Yao think of her?

In order to talk about a project, even though she knew that the other party had another purpose, she was still willing to take risks. In the end, she could only prove that she looked up to herself. If Wu Yao did not rescue her, she would have fallen into the hands of general manager Zhang.

It should be ridiculous.

Xiaomi didn't speak. She felt like a knife in her throat. She couldn't say anything at all.

"Speak." Wu Yao frowned and was very dissatisfied with Xiaomi's attitude.

But after a while, he will see Millet's eyes do not know when the red down.

Wu Yao let go of his hand, and the anger that Xiaomi was oppressed by that wretched man just now dissipated, and the magnificence became him instead.

"Crying?" Wu Yao asked in a low voice.

Xiaomi breathes and shakes his head, but his eyes are more and more red.

She felt that she was really strange. She was clearly the kind of person who would not show her real thoughts and feelings in front of anyone. For a long time in prison, there was also a Guang's injury, which made her afraid of all the people in the world except Pei Qingle.

However, she would be red because of Wu Yao's question, and how can not control.

"I said too much?" Wu Yao completely had no way out. His cold tone just now disappeared.

Xiaomi still shakes her head.

"Then don't cry." Wu Yao sighed, took out a paper towel and wiped it gently on Xiaomi's face.

No tears.

But he was afraid of Xiaomi's tears.

Xiaomi took a deep breath and looked at Wu Yao: "I'm ridiculous like this, right? Knowing that the other party was upset and kind, he still agreed to come to this ghost place. If you didn't save me today, what happened to me should have been deserved! "

She suddenly showed a bitter smile, helpless and miserable, as if trapped in the cage of fate, how can not struggle out.

"Do I want to? I don't want to! But this job is Qingle to help me find, I can't lose her face, can't let her because I'm in trouble. I need to work harder than others, and I need to get a project more urgently than others, even if the project is not worth mentioning in other people's eyes. "

Millet from the beginning to the end of the tone is very calm, even no ups and downs, but that cover up in the calm under the despair but listen to people especially sad.

Even at this time, her tears are always in her eyes, as if it was her last stubborn and persistence, refused to let her vulnerability completely exposed.Wu Yao frowned, and his eyes at Xiaomi became complicated.

Xiaomi took a deep breath, bent over and said, "thank you for today's business. I'll treat you to dinner some other day."

She said that and turned to go.

However, as soon as she stepped out, her shoulder was suddenly held down from behind, and then she was pulled back into a warm, windproof embrace.

Wu Yao pressed Xiaomi's head on his shoulder and whispered, "cry. If you want to cry, don't hold back."

Xiaomi shook her head desperately, but the tears seemed to be against her. They kept pouring out and soaked Wu Yao's shoulders.

The night breeze is blowing lightly, millet is leaning on Wu Yao's shoulder, do not know how long to cry.

Wu Yao stood still, one hand on Xiaomi's shoulder, silent comfort.

After a long time, as the night gets deeper and deeper, Xiaomi sheepishly wipes his eyes and leaves from Wu Yao's arms.

"Yes, I'm sorry..." Xiaomi lowered his head. Now he really didn't dare to look at Wu Yao.

Wu Yao scratched her head quickly, as if only perfunctory consolation: "don't come to such a place next time. It seems that you don't drink a thousand cups of wine. How can people get drunk less than three cups? This is not a waste of opportunity for those people."

Millet nodded and said, "I know."

She immediately thought of the woman who had just left, and her expression became complicated again: "were you OK just now? She shouldn't have misunderstood anything, would she

Wu Yao thought that her expression looked very cute, and he laughed in a low voice.

He smiles, millet more cramped, face than before the alcohol punch red.

Don't see you home Wu Yao laughed, turned and waved his hand, leaving smartly.

Xiaomi was stunned to look at his back, the back of the woman just appeared in his mind again.

It turns out that Wu Yao likes that type.

No.... Xiaomi shakes his head. What kind of type does Wu Yao like? What does it have to do with her.

Millet took a deep breath, let the cold wind blow his sober, this just went home.