Terence's eyes darkened, and the waiter's legs were so weak that he almost fell over.
However, due to his professionalism and the terrifying aura from Terence, he still forced himself to approach the table and bent down to arrange the tableware for the two of them. After he finished doing this, he silently stepped away. When he reached the stairs, Bo Jinghan
You can clearly hear his quickening pace.
Unable to help himself, he raised the corners of his mouth again.
"Are you interested in him?"
This time, Terence's tone was surprisingly calm, as if he was just explaining a scenery he saw.
Bao Jinghan raised his eyebrows and looked surprised.
She picked up the silver spoon in her hand and glanced at the desserts on the table, feeling that her throat was so sweet that she felt sick. But the guy opposite seemed to be very persistent, waiting for her answer.
"Don't you think the waiter just now was very interesting? Although I don't know what you did to him, I can see that he is afraid of you. But even so, he still insisted on maintaining
Smile, even if those two legs were about to break, she didn't run away."
After finding a piece of matcha cake that didn't look too greasy, Bo Jinghan casually cut off a piece and put it into his mouth. He chewed it slowly and swallowed: "This is good!"
Terence raised his eyes and looked at her, picked up the coffee pot at hand, poured a cup for Bao Jinghan, and sent it in her direction. Then he poured another cup for himself, clasping the ears of the cup elegantly with his fingers, leaning back slightly, and leaning against it.
On the back of the sofa, his eyes kept falling on the beautiful red lips of the person opposite.
He paused for a few seconds before speaking: "Do you like this kind of guy? Timid, cowardly, completely unaware of his position, but he insists on trying to save face? Oh, by the way, this kind of superficial guy still thinks of himself.
Something impossible to get..."
Before Bo Jinghan came, he really "scared" the waiter.
But his "fright" stemmed from this guy's irregularity.
He didn't deal with him simply because he was in a good mood today and wanted to meet the woman Bao Jinghan. He didn't want to have the smell of blood on his hands before meeting the person on a day like this.
He has learned that Bo Jinghan doesn't like the smell of blood, but she likes sweetness and all desserts.
He had also heard that this woman was fond of a kind of cake, saying it tasted like the one she had eaten when she was a child...
"It seems that I gave the wrong evaluation." Raising his eyebrows slightly, Bo Jinghan tried to pick up the coffee cup out of habit. The next second, there seemed to be a familiar voice whirling in her ears, causing her movements to lag slightly.
The outstretched hand retracted again.
Then, she put down the silver spoon, and like Terence, leaned back to the left, clasped the fingers of her hands together, and rotated her thumbs around each other in circles from time to time, but the corners of her mouth still maintained the almost perfect arc, curled up.
It has a slightly deeper meaning: "It's rare that he committed a crime in your hands, but you didn't let his blood splatter on the spot. Terence... let's end this boring conversation and tell us your reason for coming and your purpose!"
"You haven't tasted it yet."
Terence raised his chin to her with a calm expression.
Dressed in a British-style gentleman's attire, he is incompatible with this romantic space full of innocence and pink foam. However, his face is quite evil and his temperament is too domineering and cold, but he can hold his own. Even so.
The mismatch is so extreme that no one dares to have the slightest idea that he is wrong.
Even Bo Jinghan has to admit that his action of holding a cup and drinking coffee is not necessarily very elegant and noble. On the contrary, it is very casual and ordinary.
But there is something precious about what he does. Even though this person is aloof and indifferent, and he is damn domineering, there is a mysterious charm surrounding him that has captivated the hearts of countless people.
