Chapter 85 Are you not afraid of me?

Author: Nanfengyu

Chapter 85 Are you not afraid of me?

Five minutes is really five minutes.

As soon as Mi He and Wei Zhaolin sat down in the waiting area, it started to rain outside the window. Looking around, the foggy area was covered with glass, and the mottled and twisted light and shadow were knocked out by raindrops. Mi He unconsciously rubbed his arm.

She felt a little cold.

It is not a chill in the body, but a coldness from the inside out, as if it is being watched by a poisonous snake.

Wei Zhaolin just turned on his laptop and was about to take time to handle the company's affairs. He accidentally caught a glimpse of Mi He's actions: "Cold?"

He stood up and looked down at the only shirt left on himself: "…"

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

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

#How to become a 24-four filial husband#

#What are the conditions required to be a perfect husband#

#Male Ethics Code#

#Make your wife the object of envy of all women#

...

The content is extremely detailed, from small things to contribute to your arms when your wife is sleepy, from large things to serving tea and water when her wife is sick and hospitalized, washing her hair and taking a bath.

These contents led Wei Zhaolin to think that what he checked was not the strategy of a good husband, but the professional cultivation of a male nanny.

One of them is that when your lover feels cold, take off his clothes and put them on her.

The author also specially marked the key point behind this one—

Remember! What you put on her is not clothes, but your care! What you warms is not her body, but her heart!

It is actually difficult for Wei Zhaolin to empathize with this description of the stream of consciousness, or even understand it very much, but this does not prevent him from doing it.

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

Wei Zhaolin, who was determined to copy homework seriously, began to unbutton his shirt.

Mi He's pupils that happened to be seen instantly trembled: "!"

Is this a public place?

This human male should only wear this shirt, right?

Why unbutton it in a public place? It even unbuttoned it down from the chest in one breath?!

Mi He shivered for a moment: "...why are you doing?"

Wei Zhaolin didn't raise his head and said for granted: "Aren't you cold?"

"..." Mi Hehe was terribly.

What does it have to do with her Leng and Wei Zhaolin preparing to strip her of herself?

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

Because I was afraid that she would be cold, I didn’t have enough coats, so I would give her one more?

Why... so stupid.

But a little cute.

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

She paused, and chose to tell the truth: "I just felt like someone was looking at me."

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

She scanned it very carefully and didn't even let go of the small corner, but even so, she didn't find where the peeper was, so she could only regretfully regain her mental power and attribute the spying to an illusion.

"Someone is watching you?" Wei Zhaolin stopped, with most of his chest still exposed. If the VIP lounge was not single, someone would have pointed at his nose and shouted that he was perverted.

Wei Zhaolin, who almost went straight to Eighteen X, had no idea, but instead clicked on the terminal on his wrist and turned on the energy scanning function.

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

In a blue-green area that represents safety or extremely low probability of damage, a small yellow dot in the upper left corner of the room appears abrupt.

Yellow represents the energy level above the middle.

On Earth, there is no intermediate or above energy at all, let alone energy bodies that use medium or above energy.

Wei Zhaolin sneered in his heart.

——Finally found.

The little mouse hidden in the stinky ditch.

Seeing that although he didn't take it off, Mi He didn't seem to have the intention to button the button again, a trace of helplessness flashed through his eyes. By the way, she took the initiative to approach Wei Zhaolin and helped him button one by one.

good.

Wei Zhaolin gave a little attention: "Are you afraid of me?"

"..." Mi He then realized what he had done. His hands were not loose or tight, and he could only blush his face and equatorially, "...I was not afraid of you at first."

Wei Zhaolin leaned over: "Really?"

"!"

The sudden approaching made Mi He lean back suddenly and almost fell directly.

Just as her center of gravity was unbalanced, she held her vest with one hand steadily.

The warm touch instantly spread from the spine to the whole body. Before Mi He could avoid it with numbness, the hand took it back after she stood still.

The owner of the hand gently stroked the fingertips and whispered: "Don't be afraid."

It is hard to describe Mi He's feeling at this moment.

The instant resistance that was steaming was gently soothed, as if someone gently poured a bowl of cold water in the rolling and bubbled boiling water.

It will not completely cool the boiling water, nor will it continue to tumbling and hot until it blows out of the edge of the pot.

Tremlin, everything is just right.

Mi He's eyelashes couldn't help but tremble. It seemed that at this moment, the word "consider" in the human language that was taught without a teacher.

"...Thank you." She was really embarrassed, but Wei Zhaolin really comforted her well. It was not just to comfort the tension that moment, but to soothe her anxiety about the task.

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

She had really worried before that Wei Zhao had divorced her because of this bad habit that she didn't know where to beat her.

Mi He pursed his lips and touched Wei Zhaolin's button again: "I will see a psychologist well and try not to let you wait too long."

Wei Zhaolin's shirt buttons are polished with black Hao stone, shining and restrained, without flaws. Mi He's fingertips are light pink in white, and when he caresses it, there is a strong color contrast, not to mention this white

The hand with powder inside was still pressed on Wei Zhaolin's strong chest.

The picture is beautiful and ambiguous.

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

All the rest of the words stuck in my throat.

The staff looked at the two people who were only hugging each other in a daze, then lowered their heads as if they were scalded, and said while retreating, "I'm sorry, I'll bother you."

After a pause, he added with a red face: "Please hurry up, Dr. Feng is the best psychologist in our consultation center. After Miss Mi, there are three patients waiting, anyway..."

The staff covered his face: "Forget it, if it's really inconvenient, just pretend I didn't say it. We will arrange for someone to clean the lounge later."

Daman Psychological Counseling Center is well-known in the industry, but it is also famous for its high fees. Most of the people who come here are wealthy people with great value.

When the service recipients are rich, many rules do not need to be so. In the face of money, what should be compromised must be compromised.

The lounge door was closed again after less than thirty seconds.

Mi He and Wei Zhaolin looked at each other in surprise.

Mi He blinked: "What does she mean?"

Wei Zhaolin chuckled: "She thought we were going to do what you could do only after you recover from your illness."

With such words, he could even take a break from his busy schedule and use a nano weapon to blow up the yellow dot in the corner of the wall.

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

“…shit!”
Chapter completed!