To say five minutes is really five minutes.

As soon as Mi He and Wei Zhaolin sat down in the waiting area, it was pouring rain outside the window, and it was foggy as far as the eye could see, and the glass was mottled and distorted by the raindrops, and Mi He unconsciously rubbed his arms.

She felt a little cold.

It's not a physical chill, but a kind of coldness from the inside out, as if being watched by a poisonous snake.

Wei Zhaolin had just opened his laptop and was about to take time to deal with the company's affairs, when he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Mi He's movements: "Cold? ”

He stood up and looked down at the only shirt he had left: "......"

The coat has just been taken off to Mi He, and now I will take it off......

Wei Zhaolin took the time to check a lot of information last night, all about how to take care of his wife or girlfriend.

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#让你老婆成为所有女人羡慕的对象#

……

The content is extremely detailed, ranging from contributing arms when his wife is sleepy, to serving tea and water, washing her hair and bathing when her wife is sick and hospitalized.

These contents caused Wei Zhaolin to think that what he was checking was not a good husband's strategy, but the professional accomplishment of the male nanny.

One of them is to take off your lover's clothes and put them on her when she feels cold.

The author also deliberately drew a key point after this article -

Remember! It's not your clothes that you put on her, it's your care! It's not her body that warms you, it's her heart!

Wei Zhaolin actually found it difficult to empathize with this stream-of-consciousness description, or even not quite understand it, but that didn't prevent him from doing it.

It doesn't matter if you don't understand, you can't copy your homework well.

Determined to copy his homework seriously, he began to unbutton his shirt.

Mi He, who happened to be over, instantly shook his pupils: "! ”

It's a public place, right?

This human male must have only worn this shirt, right?

Why unbutton in a public place! And it was relieved below the chest in one go?!

Mi He shuddered: "...... What are you doing? ”

Wei Zhao didn't raise his head, and said as a matter of course: "Aren't you cold?" ”

"......" Mi He is numb.

What does it have to do with her coldness and Wei Zhaolin's preparation to strip herself of the essence?

Mi He lowered his eyelashes, just caught a glimpse of the iron-gray suit draped over his shoulders, and was stunned.

Because I'm afraid that she will be cold, I don't have enough coats, so I have to give her another one?

How...... That's stupid.

But it's kind of cute.

Mi He pursed his lips and held back a smile: "Don't take it off, I'm not cold." ”

She paused, but chose to tell the truth: "I just felt as if someone was watching me." ”

Just now, she spread out her spiritual power and scanned all the places where she could hide people.

She scanned it very carefully, not even letting go of the small corners, but even so, she didn't find where the peeping was located, so she could only regretfully withdraw her mental power and attribute the snooping to an illusion.

"Someone looking at you?" Wei Zhaolin stopped moving, most of his chest was still exposed, if it weren't for the fact that the VIP lounge was all single rooms, I was afraid that someone would point at his nose and shout perverted.

Wei Zhaolin, who almost went straight to Eighteen X, didn't notice it, but clicked on the terminal on his wrist and turned on the energy scanning function.

His vision was instantly virtualized, and all objects and creatures containing energy were displayed in different colors.

In a blue-green patch of blue-green, which represents safety or a very low chance of causing damage, a small yellow dot in the upper left corner of the room stands out.

Yellow, which represents the upper middle energy level.

On the earth, there is no energy source above the intermediate level, let alone an energy body that uses the middle and upper energy.

Wei Zhaolin sneered coldly in his heart.

- Found it.

The little mouse hiding in the stinking gutter.

Mi He saw that although he didn't take it off, he didn't seem to have the intention of buttoning it back, and he couldn't help but have a trace of helplessness in his eyes. The ghost sent the gods, she took the initiative to approach Wei Zhaolin and help him buckle the buttons one by one.

Wei Zhaolin distracted a trace of attention: "Aren't you afraid of me?" ”

"......" Mi He was shocked to realize what he had done, the hand that hooked the button was not loose, nor was it tight, so he could only blush, "...... I wasn't afraid of you. ”

Wei Zhaolin leaned over: "Really? ”

“！”

The sudden approach made Mi He lean back suddenly, almost falling straight over.

At the moment when her center of gravity was unbalanced, one hand held her vest steadily.

The warm touch instantly spread from her spine to her whole body, and before Mi He's scalp could avoid the numbness, the hand was retracted after she stood still.

The owner of the hand gently rubbed his fingertips and whispered, "Don't be afraid. ”

It's hard to describe how Mi He feels at the moment.

The instantly steaming resistance was gently soothed, like someone gently pouring a bowl of cold water into the boiling boiling water.

It won't let the boiling water cool completely, and it won't let it continue to churn and boil until it falls out of the pan.

Tepid, everything was just right.

Mi He's eyelashes couldn't help but tremble, and she seemed to be at this moment, in the self-taught human language, the word 'considerate'.

“…… Thank you. She was really embarrassed, but Wei Zhaolin really comforted her very well, not just to soothe the tension of the moment just now, but to soothe her anxiety about the task.

The tolerance and thoughtfulness of the task object undoubtedly made Mi He breathe a sigh of relief.

She was really worried before that Wei Zhaolin would divorce her because of her broken problem that she didn't know where it came from.

Mi He pursed his lips and touched Wei Zhaolin's button again: "I'll see a psychiatrist and try not to make you wait too long." ”

The buttons of Wei Zhaolin's shirt are polished with black stone, the brilliance is restrained, and there is no flaw, Mi He's fingertips are white with shallow powder, and when you stroke it, it is a strong color contrast, not to mention that this white and pink hand is still attached to Wei Zhaolin's strong chest.

The picture is beautiful and ambiguous.

The door of the lounge was pushed open from the outside, and the staff in charge of reception probed in: "Miss Mi, right?" Dr. Feng is free, please ......"

The rest of the words were stuck in my throat.

The staff looked at the two people who were just hugging each other dumbfounded, and then lowered their heads as if they were burned, and said as they stepped out: "Sorry to disturb the two of you." ”

After a pause, he blushed and added: "Please hurry up a little, Dr. Feng is the best psychologist in our consultation center, and there are three patients waiting after Miss Mi, in short, ......"

The staff covered their faces: "Forget it, if it's really inconvenient, just when I didn't say it, we will arrange someone to clean the lounge later." ”

The Dammam Psychological Counseling Center is well-known in the industry, but it is also notoriously expensive, and most of the people who come here are wealthy people who are worth a lot of money.

When the service objects are rich, many rules do not need to be so regular, and in the face of money, those who should make concessions still have to give in.

The break room door opened less than thirty seconds before closing again.

Mi He and Wei Zhao looked at each other.

Mi He blinked: "She...... What do you mean? ”

Wei Zhaolin chuckled: "She thought we were going to do what you could only do when you were sick." ”

With that, he was even able to sneak around and blow up the yellow dot in the corner with a nanoweapon.

In the consultation room, two corridors from the lounge, a young man in a white lab coat suddenly covered his left eye.

“…… shit！ ”

(End of chapter)