Shu Xin was slightly stunned, and it took her two seconds to realize that Huo Yanqing must have heard the last words Huo Jibai said to her, "I didn't write the love letter, I delivered it to someone else."
A breeze blew, and Shu Xin's long, ink-like hair flew gently in the air. A few strands of hair gently brushed across Huo Yanqing's face, leaving a faint scent.
Huo Yanqing's stern brows showed a trace of softness, and his thin lips curled up slightly. Suddenly he stopped and raised a hand close to Shu Xin's side, "Sorry, Miss Shu."
The place where Huo Yan stopped happened to be at the top of the stairs. Shu Xin was surprised that he had such a strong sense of distance. At the same time, looking at the big, slender and elegant hand in the sky, her heartbeat was like flying on an airplane, so fast that she couldn't stop herself.
Shu Xin was not stupid, she knew that Huo Yanqing meant for her to help him go downstairs.
Shu Xin swallowed nervously and slowly stretched out her hand. When she was about to touch Huo Yanqing's hand, her fingers curled up and then relaxed. Then she put her hand on the back of his hand and held his. hand.
Huo Yanqing looked slightly startled. She didn't expect Shu Xin to come and hold his hand. He usually put his hand on Song Li's forearm.
Shu Xin only met Huo Yanqing four times, once in a bar with him sitting on a chair, twice on the road with him sitting in a car, and the last time in his company.
She had never seen how Song Li served Huo Yanqing, so naturally she didn't know how to support him.
Shu Xin's face heated up rapidly, and her heart beat like a deer. "Take two more steps and we'll go down the stairs."
"Okay." Huo Yanqing raised the corner of his mouth in a charming arc, and held Shu Xin's boneless little hand in his palm.
Shu Xin's heartbeat accelerated again because of Huo Yanqing's small move, as if it was about to burst out of her chest. She raised her eyes to look at the calm man next to her.
The side profile is deep and three-dimensional, the thin lips are slightly pursed, and the expression on his face is as gloomy as ever.
Shu Xin shook his head, Shu Xin, what are you thinking? How could someone like Huo Yanqing take advantage of you? It was just more convenient to hold him like this. After all, her hands were too small to hold his big hand.
Well, that must be the case!
After Shu Xin hypnotized herself in this way, the racing heart in her chest calmed down a little.
"There are two more steps on this level."
"Um."
"Turn around, slow down."
"Um."
"Going down the stairs again."
"Um."
The girl's delicate and caring voice penetrates into the heart, like the song of a lark, so sweet and touching.
From the fifth floor to the first floor, Huo Yanqing's lips kept curling up slightly.
Song Li was waiting on the first floor because he was worried about Huo Yanqing. When he saw Huo Yanqing, who had always avoided women like a snake and a scorpion, leading Shu Xin downstairs...
His eyes were as big as bells, his mouth was open in an O shape, big enough to hold an egg, and the look on his face was as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight. It was scary, so scary!
Song Li pinched his leg hard. It hurt. It was not a dream.
It's true, his Fifth Master's century-old iron tree is about to bloom.
Song Li calmed down his excitement and walked over with a smile, "Fifth Master, Master Xiaobai is waiting in the car."
Seeing Song Li coming, Shu Xin withdrew her hand and greeted with a smile, "Secretary Song."
Pulling away the soft little hand, Huo Yanqing frowned, raised her lips slightly, and said in a cold tone, "I asked you to look at Xiaobai, what are you waiting for here?"