Bai Mengyao whispered softly, and the light in her eyes gradually dispersed......

He still hasn't changed at all.

But she's changed too much.

"Mr. Tang, I heard that you seem to like tea?" When the host was about to end the show, he curiously asked about Tang Yuzhen's personal hobbies.

"En," Tang Yu just said softly. Between the eyebrows, it was a few folds that I didn't know.

"What kind of tea does Mr. Tang like?"

Tang Yu raised his eyes lightly, and at this time, his dark eyes seemed to be able to swallow up a qiē darkness, so deep that it could make everyone forget to breathe, and it also made everyone palpitate.

Half a day later, he lightly opened his thin lips.

"Green tea."

At this time, Bai Mengyao put a cup of tea on the table,

The tea leaves in the cup have gradually dispersed, and a few pieces of blooming tea leaves are revealing a green and emerald color, and the tea color is light, and the tea fragrance is light and distant.

"Meng Yao, he and you have the same preferences."

Bai Mengyao just picked up the cup in her hand and took a sip of the green tea in the cup, and a faint bitterness spread in her heart little by little.

"Why don't you try it too, the tea needs to be tasted slowly," she asked Jin Yuan with a smile, "Really, it's very good." ”

"Forget it," Jin Yuan smiled, "I don't understand the art of tea, and I still like to drink coffee." ”

Bai Mengyao unconsciously stroked the white porcelain cup in her hand, her eyes stopped on the TV, on the cold man who was in the spotlight of everyone, but the dress seemed to penetrate something, and it reached an abyss that no one could touch.

She flipped through the blueprints she had drawn, and was always a little dissatisfied.

A hand was placed on her shoulder.

"Meng Yao, have you worked hard lately, I'm really anxious for these pictures."

"Okay," Bai Mengyao clenched that hand and put it on her face, "Don't worry, I will definitely do it." ”

"You are really my good wife," Jin Yuan hugged Bai Mengyao from behind, and he rested his chin on the top of Bai Mengyao's head, "It's late, do you want to rest for a while and come back tomorrow?" ”

"No need," Bai Mengyao took out another one, ready to start drawing.

"Ah Yuan, you still have to go to the spot tomorrow morning, you go to sleep, I'll go to sleep in a while."

"Alright then," Jin Yuan sighed, "If I didn't have to go to work tomorrow morning, I really wanted to be here with you." ”

Bai Mengyao smiled, her eyes fell on the glass bottle on the table, and she saw that those lucky stars were colorful and very good-looking.

When Jin Yuan left, she took the bottle from the table and stroked it gently.

Some people are destined to be regretful, and some people are destined to have no part.

She picked up the pen again and scratched it down on the paper.

It was a teardrop, crystal clear, and it hurt to the end.

She thought this was it, if she didn't show it to Ah Yuan, she liked this style, but she didn't know what Ah Yuan was, forget it, another day, it's already this time, she looked at the clock hanging on the wall.

It's already around three in the morning, so late.

She took the glass bottle again, and sat like this, for some reason, and her mind ran away again.

The next day, she was still stirred up by a hurried knock at the door

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