Chapter 21 Miss Tang Wants to Have a Real Relationship with Me?

The night was long and the lights dimmed.

The dim yellow street lights poured in through the car window, and there was an inexplicable sense of warmth.

However, this kind of warmth disappeared in Tang Yaoyao's smile in an instant, it was like adding a bit of fun to this wonderful night.

Tang Yaoyao approached him for a few minutes, stretched out her forefinger, landed on his shoulder, and pressed down lightly.

It followed his strong and powerful arm all the way down, and finally landed on the back of his hand, drawing a circle.

Raising his eyes, the light inside was brighter than the moonlight, and he curled his lips: "Brother Xiao, there is no supper on the road."

Xiao Jinhan's dark chestnut eyes squinted slightly, his eyes moved on her nails painted with red dankou, and he pursed his lips slightly, the cold abstinence was particularly strong.

To tell the truth, Tang Yaoyao felt the oppression in his eyes.

If it was an ordinary girl, she might have taken her hands back.

What about her.

Um.

Thick skinned.

Qianqianyu moved her finger and drew another circle.

Xiao Jinhan's thin lips lifted lightly: "Tang Yaoyao."

There is an indescribable sense of danger.

Tang Yaoyao raised her brows lightly, but did not speak, but she used some force with her fingers.

She is not addicted to touch, but is telling his fortune.

However, she discovered something incredible.

She actually... can't count his fate.

Nothing can be counted.

It was as if some hidden force pushed her out, unable to spy on his future, not even a little bit of luck.

this man...

As she continued to work hard, he suddenly withdrew his hand.

Tang Yaoyao looked up and saw that he lowered his lips and blew the back of her hand that she had touched. It didn't look like she disliked it, but it didn't seem like she didn't dislike it either.

Day of the dog!

This man is really not good at flirting.

Tang Yaoyao sat in a different position, lazily, those very beautiful eyes gleamed with radiance: "Brother Xiao parked the car here just to call my name, right?"

Xiao Jinhan opened the car window and lit a cigarette.

When he looked at her, his eyes were a bit deep, and in the smoke, his low voice was very soft: "Miss Tang wants to have a real relationship with me?"

Tang Yaoyao's star-shaped eyes were bright, her smile was shallow, and her face became thicker: "Brother Xiao came to the door in the middle of the night, not to fall in love with me?"

The answer was ambiguous and instead threw the question at him.

Xiao Jinhan curled his lips and smiled.

The thin lips are lightly hooked, and the smile is not warm, even a bit sarcastic, but the small pear vortex on the cheeks has a charming sense of spring breeze.

Tang Yaoyao couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

Sure enough, he was the most handsome man she had ever seen, and he didn't even have a taste for ridicule.

In this way, she is more vigorous in teasing.

With a slight smile on his brows, he directly ignored his coldness, and his voice suddenly softened: "Or, Brother Xiao's illness is getting better, thank me?"

The words fell, and her eyes fell on his affected area if there was nothing.

Xiao Jinhan shook the ashes on the cigarette and looked at her with darker eyes, but the beating spark inside was somewhat inexplicably domineering: "I have my own way of thanking."

Tang Yaoyao was a little surprised, is this cured?

However, I heard him turn around and asked: "If it can't be cured, how do you say it?"

Tang Yaoyao licked Yin Hong's lips: "Since Brother Xiao wants me to treat the disease, it is effective, isn't it?"

Xiao Jinhan snuffed out the cigarette, raised his eyebrows: "heroine, do you want to?"