When Xu Qiaoqiao went downstairs, Jun Muye was sitting at the dining table, leaning on the back of the chair with an extended posture, one slender leg stacked on the other's knee, looking at the financial newspaper elegantly and calmly. In front of him, there was a meal that was almost the same.

He was obviously waiting for her.

She stood at the handrail of the staircase, not moving.

Jun Muye seemed to be aware of her presence and slowly raised his eyes.

"Not yet. The low and gorgeous voice was obviously terrible, but for her, it was like a rock and pressed against her, a little breathless.

She felt a little annoyed, but she had to walk over.

However, under his compelling gaze, Xu Qiaoqiao's limbs became stiff, like a robot, and she actually walked with the same hands and feet.

The funny appearance was really funny, but the man's cold lips pursed even tighter.

Obviously only a few steps away, Xu Qiaoqiao felt like a long march, exhausted all her strength, and arrived at the table with difficulty.

"Eat. He said lightly, opened the newspaper again, and lowered his head to continue reading.

Xu Qiaoqiao took a deep breath, pulled out the chair opposite him and sat down, quietly eating the breakfast in front of him.

A suffocating silence.

Xu Qiaoqiao couldn't stand such an atmosphere the most. At first, it was peaceful, but after a while, I couldn't sit still.

Moving from east to west, sometimes adjusting a sitting position, sometimes holding a knife and fork to arrange the food on the plate into different shapes.

My mind is a mess, I have too many questions, and I don't know how to speak. She secretly raised her eyes and looked at the handsome, yet calm and indifferent face.

"Finished eating?"

The man raised his eyes, and a low voice suddenly sounded.

Caught off guard, the knife and fork in his hand fell on the table with a crisp sound.

The sight was caught squarely, and Xu Qiaoqiao looked a little flustered.

Jun Muye looked at her.

"You're afraid of me?"

Xu Qiaoqiao looked at him in a daze.

Jun Muye closed the newspaper he had finished reading, put it aside, put one hand on his knees, and the other casually rested on the smooth table.

They looked at each other and were silent for a moment. He asked again, "Are you afraid of me?"

Xu Qiaoqiao picked up the knife and fork, pinched it in the palm of her hand, tightened it, suppressed the sudden fright, and shook her head, "No, I'm not afraid." ”

Jun Muye looked at her steadily, and for half a minute, he said a faint "um". Retracting his gaze, he got up, "Let's go." ”

Xu Qiaoqiao was stunned again, and then asked, "Where are you going?"

Jun Muye glanced at her with low eyes, "Send you home." ”

Xu Qiaoqiao stood up, "I ......"

Before the words of refusal could be spoken, his indifferent and cold gaze came, and the words that came to his mouth were automatically swallowed back.

"My aunt just called. ”

"Oh. She whispered.

Jun Muye picked up the coat on the back of the chair and the key on the table, and turned his eyes to look at her.

It's obviously a face of patience, but there is a kind of majesty that makes people dare not challenge his patience.

Xu Qiaoqiao glanced at him, then stared down at the light-revealing floor, moved her toes, and said, "I won't go back." ”

Her voice was small, but he heard it anyway, with good ears.

After a while, Xu Qiaoqiao raised her head and said, "I'm going to the airport......"

Jun Muye just raised his eyebrows, was silent for a few seconds, and said coldly, "Are you sure you want to go to see him with the smell of wine?"

"I ......"

"I didn't return overnight, and my aunt was worried about you. ”

She knows I'm with you, so she won't worry. Mother's mind, she knows too well.

Jun Muye didn't speak anymore and left by himself.

Xu Qiaoqiao stared at his majestic back, a little annoyed, a little unwilling, and behind him, secretly made a contemptuous expression.

The man turned around suddenly, Xu Qiaoqiao was frightened, and the grimace didn't have time to take it back, as if he had done something bad.

Jun Muye's eyes flashed slightly, but he only said, "Don't leave yet." ”

"Oh. Xu Qiaoqiao came back to her senses, quickly restrained her expression, and obediently followed.