Hearing this familiar voice, Shen Qiao turned around suddenly. When she saw Dongfang Che's handsome face, Shen Qiao didn't react at all. After all, this was a person who had a history of climbing onto someone's balcony in the middle of the night. So it wouldn't be strange to see him suddenly.
Dongfang Che raised an evil smile on his lips, half-squinted his narrow peach blossom eyes, and resumed his wild and uninhibited mood, but did not speak immediately. He kept looking at the calm and composed woman in front of him, smiled, and said: "I didn't do that before. I know you still have this hobby and like to chat with small animals."
Shen Qiao rolled her eyes at him, stood up slowly, and said in a deep voice to him: "Just in time, I need someone to help me take this little bird back to the nest."
Dongfang Che looked at the little life in her hand, and his narrow eyes flashed a beautiful arc. Although she has changed a lot recently, she still loves kindness. Thinking of this, her cynical smile seemed to be deliberately concealed. The complexity in his heart flowed out, and he said evilly: "Okay, this little bird is definitely not an ordinary bird, otherwise how could you let the dignified general manager climb a tree to send it home-"
After saying that, Dongfang Che took the bird from Shen Qiao's hand. For him who had always had rock climbing experience, it was not difficult at all. He climbed up the big tree very vigorously and carefully put the bird back. In the Bird's Nest, there was an unprecedented seriousness in those peach blossom eyes. That handsome face looked so handsome under the moonlight, especially the evil smile on the corner of his mouth. This was the first time that it appeared on his face. There was such a gentle smile, instead of the wild and unruly smile in the past.
Shen Qiao was startled and realized that she was a little out of sorts. She quickly looked away and quickly changed back to her original expression.
At this time, Dongfang Che had climbed down from the tree and stood in front of Shen Qiao. With a cynical smile on his lips, he said, "You weren't looking at me just now, were you?"
Shen Qiao couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, waved her hand and said, "Okay, I'll go back first." She only had one thing on her mind right now, so she didn't want to get involved with anyone.
Just when Shen Qiao was about to turn around, Dongfang Che suddenly took her hand, his narrow phoenix eyes gradually darkened, and his hoarse voice could be heard in the quiet night, "Is the acquisition of Yakovice still going well? Don’t be polite if you need help…”
For a moment, a warmth passed through her heart, making her whole body freeze. She did not raise her head, nor did she look at Dongfang Che's expression at this time. There was a trace of emotion on her delicate little face. This was the first time since her rebirth that someone had touched her. Care about her so much.
The night breeze gently caressed her delicate face, and a complicated smile appeared on her lips. A faint voice followed the breeze: "No, I don't need anyone's help."
At this moment, she was really touched, but she couldn't let this emotion affect her. The real person in Dongfang Che's heart was not herself, so the best way was to make him give up on her.
The cold wind blew onto Dongfang Che's handsome face, and seemed to blow into her heart. There was still a wild smile on her face, but it seemed to have a touch of bitterness. She had never needed her help from before to now, but Why are you still like this?
The big hand slowly let go of the slender arm. He should wake up, should wake up a long time ago, but he still couldn't help but said what was in his heart, "Xiao Qiao, no matter when you need me, I will appear immediately." ."
The cold wind floated these words into Shen Qiao's ears. They were so clear and touching her heartstrings. She was slightly startled, but she did not look back, but walked towards the Shen family's gate not far away.
Dongfang Che, Shen Qiao is really happy to have you protecting her like this, but the person you want to protect is not me...