Became the white moonlight of the heroine

There was an obvious coolness on her fingertips, and when the coolness touched the skin around the end of her eyes, her long eyelashes couldn't help trembling slightly.

But the cold fingertips still stopped at the red corners of the eyes and continued to rub gently, slowly rubbing a little bit of warmth, which made the already red corners of the eyes even redder.

Coupled with Qiao Nian's round black almond eyes, he looked a little pitiful.

Su Xiang's gaze stayed on her face for an instant, his eyes burning slightly.

Qiao Nian could only feel that the places touched by her gaze gradually became warm, and she couldn't help lowering her eyes to avoid that scorching gaze.

Her lips parted slightly: "Nothing."

"It just happens when you drink too much."

Su Xiang's eyes fell on her trembling long eyelashes, and the thumbs that were already attached to the end of her eyes couldn't help but gently caressed her eyebrows, and asked softly, "Really?"

Qiao Nian silently responded, "Yes."

Su Xiang put away his hands suddenly, and just stared at her: "But you wouldn't be like this before."

"Qiao Nian, you are lying."

Her tone was so firm that Qiao Nian forgot to refute for a while, besides, she was indeed lying, but...

"Why did you lie? Huh?" Su Xiang's voice was very soft and patient.

Qiao Nian didn't speak, so she thought about it carefully, and thought that Qiao Nian seemed to be fine before she came out, so she couldn't help asking: "Is it related to me?"

As soon as the words fell, Qiao Nian's eye circles suddenly became redder, looking pitiful.

Su Xiang looked at her and sighed helplessly, it seemed that it was indeed related to her.

After thinking about it for a while, she probably understood the reason, but Qiao Nian didn't want people to know, so she pretended not to know, she just slowly raised her hand and hugged him into her arms, rubbing her head with her fingers: " Be good, if you don’t want to say it, don’t say it.”

After finishing speaking, he explained by the way: "Hou Xinyi's mother owns a large share in Su Corporation, so I chatted with her more."

"Oh..." Qiao Nian rested her chin on Su Xiang's shoulder, and her fingers also grabbed the shirt on Su Xiang's waist.

"Su Xiang." She called out.

Su Xiang: "Huh?"

Qiao Nian's voice was muffled: "Should we go back?"

Su Xiang: "Go back, but not to the box."

"Yeah." Qiao Nian responded, and gradually loosened her fingers holding her shirt: "You can't let me drink anymore in the future."

Su Xiang stroked her hair and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Qiao Nian's eyes drooped slightly: "I don't want to drink anymore."

She found that after drinking, as long as she encountered a little bit of unsatisfactory things, the alcohol seemed to amplify her emotions, just like tonight.

Originally, going to the bathroom by myself was just a trivial matter, but when I came out, I heard others discussing and sizing her up, and thinking that Su Xiang had been talking to that woman all the time, and she didn't even seem to have time to talk to her, she couldn't help being wronged in her heart.

It doesn't matter if she is hypocritical or glass-hearted, because she really couldn't control the feeling of grievance at that time, so she just stayed in the bathroom to relax.

After recovering, she suddenly felt that her grievance was inexplicable, even like a fool, probably the kind of fool that can be recorded in black history.

Thinking of these bad things, Qiao Nian's voice became more determined: "I really don't want to drink anymore, not a drop."

Su Xiang followed her: "Okay, stop drinking."

"I won't let you drink a drop from now on. If you want to drink, I'll help you recall what happened today." At the end, she couldn't help but tinge a smile in her voice.

After listening to her words, Qiao Nian couldn't care less about being depressed, and reached out to pat Su Xiang's waist a few times annoyed.

Her movements were very light, and Su Xiang didn't hide.

Qiao Nian patted the person several times before pushing the person away, raised her eyes and asked her, "Are we going home?"

Su Xiang shook his head and asked her, "Are you hungry?"

"Do you want to go out for supper?"

Qiao Nian nodded directly when she heard the words, and then remembered to ask: "What are you going to eat?"

"What do you want to eat?" Su Xiang asked her.

Qiao Nian looked down at the time, it was almost eleven o'clock, and he didn't know what to eat outside, so he simply said, "Why don't you go to the food street to see what to eat?"

Su Xiang agreed: "Okay, let's go over there and have a look."

Once the two of them had an agreement, they walked directly towards the elevator entrance.

After entering the elevator, Su Xiang directly pressed "1".

Qiao Nian saw it and couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going to the parking lot?"

She remembered that Su Xiang parked the car on the first floor.

Su Xiang smiled and explained: "I'm too lazy to ask for a substitute driver, just ask Uncle Li to come over and drive the car back tomorrow."

"Let's take a taxi there later, okay?" she asked.

Qiao Nian didn't pay much attention to these things, so she nodded and said, "Okay."

After they took the elevator and left Wanjiang, a figure gradually disappeared around the corner.

food street.

Around eleven o'clock was the busiest time on this street. Qiao Nian swallowed quietly as soon as he got out of the car by the scents wafting from various roadside stalls.

It seems that she hasn't eaten at a roadside stall for a long time.

As Qiao Nian thought about it, she couldn't help but look over to the nearest fried skewer stand, and even turned her toes in that direction secretly.

Just as she was about to walk over, someone grabbed her wrist.

Su Xiang held her hand and looked at her with disapproval: "Qiao Nian, there are a lot of condiments in these things outside..."

Before she finished speaking, Qiao Nian took her hand instead, squeezed it lightly, looked at her with dark eyes, and bent her lips: "Su Xiang, I just want to eat a roast sausage, Is it ok?"

Su Xiang was silent for a moment, looking at her silently, this person was still wronged one moment, but the next moment he could smile again, and it was all because of a grilled sausage.

Her emotions always come and go quickly.

It's exhausting, but also... very coaxing.

Seeing that Su Xiang didn't speak, Qiao Nian couldn't help asking: "Shall I go buy it? Do you want to eat?"

Su Xiang hummed: "I don't want to eat, just buy your own."

"Alright, wait for me for a while." Qiao Nian let go of Su Xiang's hand as he spoke, and ran to buy sausages.

Su Xiang looked down at her empty right hand, couldn't help but twitched her lips, raised her eyes to stare at Qiao Nian's jumping back, and couldn't help curling her fingers slightly.

At this time, she was so relaxed.

Qiao Nian quickly bought a grilled sausage and came back. She took a bite and asked, "Su Xiang, there are so many foods here, do you have anything you want?"

Hearing this, Su Xiang raised her eyes and fixed her eyes on one spot. She pointed there and asked Qiao Nian, "Do you want porridge?"

Have porridge?

Qiao Nian turned to look at the store that Su Xiang was pointing at. The signboard was marked with congee, noodles, noodles and many other snacks. It looked like it was for late night snacks. Although it was late, there were still a few customers in the store. .

Her eyes moved: "Okay, let's go have porridge."

Su Xiang has to go to work tomorrow, so it's quite appropriate to drink porridge after drinking.

As soon as the words fell, her wrist was suddenly grabbed.

"Let's go." Su Xiang took her free hand.

Qiao Nian didn't break away, and obediently followed her to the store. They found a secluded corner, and when they were about to sit down, Su Xiang let go of Qiao Nian's hand.

The waiter brought the menu and asked them to order. Su Xiang glanced at it, ordered two bowls of simple lean meat porridge, and said nothing.

In the end, Qiao Nian added a basket of steamed dumplings.

After the waiter left, Su Xiang glanced at Qiao Nian and asked with a half-smile: "I drank wine before, but now I can eat so much?"

Qiao Nian: "...It's just a bowl of porridge and a basket of steamed dumplings, shouldn't it be too much?" What's more, they will share the basket of steamed dumplings.

Su Xiang smiled: "Well, not much."

Qiao Nian felt that Su Xiang was perfunctory to her, but she had no evidence, so she had to silently agree.

Fortunately, the waiter quickly brought their porridge and dumplings. Qiao Nian looked at the fragrant porridge and the steamed dumplings with excellent appearance, and immediately let go of the frustration in her heart, and began to eat happily.

Su Xiang looked at her from the opposite side, and couldn't help curling his lips.

After eating the porridge and the dumplings, Qiao Nian felt full at first, but when she came out and saw the milk tea shop opposite, she felt ready to move again.

She looked at Su Xiang, before she could speak, Su Xiang said decisively: "If you drink milk tea again, your stomach will bloat."

Qiao Nian rolled her eyes: "Then is it okay to drink lemon juice? It's sour, maybe it can be digested."

Su Xiang: ...

She looked into Qiao Nian's eyes and nodded slowly: "I can only drink lemon juice."

When Qiao Nian heard this, her eyes immediately rolled up: "Okay."

When Qiao Nian was full and wanted to go back, Su Xiang went to the side of the road to hail a taxi.

She opened the back seat and let Qiao Nian go in first, and then she followed.

In the car, Qiao Nian was probably tired, and when she leaned on the back of the chair, she couldn't help leaning towards Su Xiang.

Su Xiang looked at her: "Are you sleepy?"

"Well, kind of."

She squinted her eyes and leaned directly on Su Xiang: "What time is it?"

"Hurry up." Su Xiang said, "If you're sleepy, go to sleep first, and I'll call you when I get home."

Qiao Nian just wanted to say hello, but she thought that Su Xiang might be bored alone, so she shook her head lightly: "No, I don't want to sleep in the car."

"Will you be unable to get up for work tomorrow? Su Xiang."

Su Xiang played with Qiao Nian's slender fingers with downcast eyes, raised his fingers to measure silently, and then said softly: "No."

"I used to work overtime occasionally until very late, so I'm used to it."

"It's hard work." Qiao Nian murmured.

Su Xiang: "Just get used to it."

After she finished speaking, her gaze still fell on Qiao Nian's hand. She raised her hand to cover Qiao Nian's palm, seeing Qiao Nian's fingertips half a section longer than her own, she suddenly couldn't help laughing.

Qiao Nian leaned halfway on her shoulder, and when she heard her laughter, she asked in doubt, "Su Xiang, what are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing." She put down Qiao Nian's hand, glanced sideways at the confused Qiao Nian, and said slowly, "I just didn't expect your fingers to be longer than mine."

It may be that Qiao Nian's usual personality is too soft, so she often ignores Qiao Nian's height, so naturally she never thought that Qiao Nian's fingers would be longer than hers.

As soon as Qiao Nian heard that this was the question, she couldn't help but straighten her body a little, put her hand against Su Xiang's hand for comparison, then raised her eyes with a smile and said, "Really."

"I just found out too."

Su Xiang also smiled, looked at her and asked, "Are you happy?"

Qiao Nian hummed: "It feels like something to be happy about."

"Well, indeed." Su Xiang said with a smile.

Half an hour later, the taxi finally slowly stopped near Qiao's house.

Su Xiang got out of the car first, and held Qiao Nian's hand when she got down.

"Qiao Nian." Su Xiang called softly.

Qiao Nian looked up at her: "Huh? What's wrong?"

Su Xiang stared at the fair skin at the end of her eyes, and smiled slowly: "Are you feeling better?"

Qiao Nian was stunned for a while, and then nodded embarrassingly after a while: "Well, I'm in a good mood."

"Thank you, Su Xiang." Although Qiao Nian spoke in a low voice, Su Xiang still heard it.

She smiled before continuing: "Qiao Nian, don't hold back if you feel wronged in the future, you understand?"

Her voice was soft, as if coaxing people, Qiao Nian's ears couldn't help but move quietly.

"Why?" she asked subconsciously.

Su Xiang reached out and touched the end of her eyes, and said slowly, "Because..."

"It's so sad."