Stopping the car in front of the building door, he raised his hand to unbuckle the seat belt and said, "Just wait, I will open the umbrella and take you in."
After getting out of the car with an umbrella, Shangguan Feng walked to her side, opened the car door, and sent Xu Xia to the building door.
"I won't go upstairs like this. I apologize very much. I didn't expect the weather to be like this. Please go upstairs later and drink some hot water. Don't catch a cold..."
Having said this, he sneezed himself and his shirt was half wet. Naturally, he was not very warm on a rainy night in early autumn.
"You're still reminding me like this?" Looking at the half-wet shirt on his body and the raindrops on his glasses, Xu Xia also looked apologetic, "Come on, follow me upstairs to take a shower and change clothes. You're like this
You will catch a cold when you go back."
"Isn't it inconvenient?" Shangguan Feng stood still.
He also knew the relationship between Xu Xia and Leng Zirui. Although he wanted to spend more time with her, he didn't want to cause her any trouble.
Xu Xia raised her eyebrows and said, "Why are you afraid that I will murder a talented painter like you? Don't worry, there is no one else in the family. It will be difficult for me to kill a 'strong man' like you!"
Shangguan Feng also smiled, "Then I'll excuse you."
Taking him into the elevator, Xu Xia raised her hand and pressed the floor of her home. The elevator went up. She noticed that Shangguan Feng had a rainy look on her face, so she just raised her hand and patted her forehead.
"Looking at my memory, I forgot that there were tissues in the bag." Opening her handbag, she quickly took out a handful of tissues and handed them to Shangguan Feng, "Wipe the rain off your face first!"
"Thank you!" Shangguan Feng thanked him and reached out to receive the tissue.
Ding!
The elevator made a soft sound and stopped on the floor where Xu Xia lived.
Outside the elevator door, Leng Zirui was covered in rain and was about to rush in. When he saw someone inside, he subconsciously stopped and retracted his stepping foot.
When he didn't find Xu Xia at the gallery, he immediately went back to the apartment to look for her, but there was still no trace of Xu Xia in the apartment. He couldn't rest assured that he was ready to go out and look for her again before he even had time to change his clothes.
Xu Xia turned her face to the elevator door, not looking at Leng Zirui, but Shangguan Feng had already seen him, and hurriedly took back the hand that was about to take Xu Xia's tissue, and took a step back, "Mr. Leng!"
Xu Xia turned around and saw Leng Zirui dripping with water outside the elevator door, and his head and face were wet.
"Zi Rui!" Xu Xia exclaimed as she looked at his appearance, and immediately stepped out of the elevator, "What are you doing? You're not afraid of catching a cold despite the rain."
After complaining, she pulled out a tissue and wiped the water from his face.
Seeing the two people's closeness, Shangguan Feng's eyes dimmed, and then he smiled, "I will send you home safely, and I will go back."
"Didn't we agree to go in and change clothes and have a cup of hot coffee?" Xu Xia turned around.
"Let's wait another day." Shangguan Feng raised his hand and pressed the elevator switch, "Goodbye."
The elevator door was closed tightly. Xu Xia immediately took out Shangguan Feng's coat and put it on Leng Zirui. She took his arm and dragged him hurriedly into her apartment, pulled him to the bathroom door, and helped him wipe away the rainwater.
While turning on the hot water switch and filling the bathtub with water, he asked, "Where did you go just now? You were so wet that you felt like a drowned rat?"
"I went to pick you up, but I didn't." Leng Zirui looked at her slightly wet trouser legs, with obvious distress in his eyes.
"Then why didn't you call me..." She stopped mid-sentence. There was no way he hadn't called her. The battery on her phone was low in the afternoon, so it must have been turned off. She didn't know it, so she stuck out her tongue and made a gesture to him.
With a grimace, she looked apologetic, "I'm sorry, husband, the phone may have run out of battery."
