He Is Warmer Than Time

A light rain soon fell outside the French windows.

He should bring an umbrella, and he shouldn't stand outside the car so stupidly in the rain like last time.

What position does he have to look for her?

He and his elder brother were on the same front, and they couldn't understand their Jian family.

She didn't want to see him.

It was raining all the time, and the sky was gloomy. In the early spring evening, the shiny leaves glowed with a cool tone, which made Jian Xia, who was in the heating room, feel a little cold.

I don't know if it is cold for myself or for Xie Muye.

Until it was dark outside, the wall clock at home rang six times, and the nanny greeted everyone for dinner.

Jian Xia was a little absent-minded as she ate dinner, and finally finished her dinner when the wall clock struck seven times.

It's seven o'clock, and the rain outside doesn't mean to stop.

She gritted her teeth, went to the door, took an umbrella, and walked out.

It took ten minutes to get to the corner. She walked very quickly, and her trousers were wet. When she hurried to the corner, she didn't see his car or his people.

She gritted her teeth, really passionate, how could he wait for her here?

Jian Xia, Jian Xia, why aren't you clever?

Is Xie Muye someone you can touch? The members of the Xie family are all foxes, so scheming, what do you expect? What do you want to hear from him?

She was so disappointed that she turned to leave, but she didn't know where the person had jumped out from, so she got under her umbrella and took her hand.

His hands were a little cold, and she couldn't help but tremble.

Turning his head and looking, under the dimly yellow street lamp, the rain outside the umbrella canopy was endless. There was a surprise in his eyes, and he didn't seem to expect her to come.

"You came."

His voice was faint.

Jian Xia panicked and said: "I came to the convenience store here to buy a drink, you let me go."

Opposite is a 24-hour convenience store with a warm light.

Xie Muye's hair was a little wet, but the temperature under his eyes was very hot.

"Jian Xia, I have something to tell you."

"But I have nothing to say to you."

After that, she was anxious to leave, he hugged her, and she gritted her teeth: "I'm going to call someone."

"Jian Xia, I didn't do anything to be sorry for you."

Jian Xia Qingchi: "Do you think I will believe you?"

In the next second, she was dragged to the corridor of the post office that had been closed. The ticking rain fell in front of her, and she was pressed by him on the door of the small post office.

Jian Xia raised her eyes and saw that there was a camera.

She struggled: "What are you doing, let me go."

Xie Muye turned her back to the camera and blocked her face, staring at her scorchingly: "If I call you, will I let Uncle Song say those things at my house? Jian Xia, do you think I'm so stupid? , Such a careless person?"

It's not that Jian Xia had never doubted this, but because she trusted Xie Muye, she was suddenly betrayed, which made her even more annoyed.

"How do I know? I only know that Uncle Song has always been close to you, he can't betray you."

"He is close to me, but he has to obey my elder brother."

Jian Xia struggled: "You let me go, I don't want to hear you talk about it."

The people in the Xie family are complicated, and her simple nature is incomprehensible. She is afraid that if Xie Muye is really an old fox, she will be moved by his few words.

Then she will be dead.

It doesn't matter to her, but she dare not make fun of the whole Jian family.

She dare not.

He bowed his head and kissed her lips.