Chapter: 5602

Let's talk about sitting there, when she is not smiling, her eyebrows and eyes are clear, and she looks a bit cold and beautiful.

Over the past ten years, a lot has changed.

The man on the opposite side looked a few years older than her, about the same age, but when he was silent, there was a frightening chill.

They sat down without speaking for a while.

The smell of coffee Shannon permeated the air.

She looked up at the man across from her.

Every time the man met her gaze, he unconsciously avoided it.

The clear and gloomy feeling makes people feel a little alienated.

He didn't seem used to being stared at like that either.

Talk about stirring the coffee intentionally or unintentionally with a spoon, forgetting to put sugar in it.

Just as she was about to pick it up and take a sip, she was stopped by the person opposite:

"Wait a moment."

He added two pieces of sugar and put it in, "Okay."

Talk about putting down the cup directly, looking at him with burning eyes:

"How do you know I need two sugar cubes in my coffee?"

The man pursed his lips and hesitated for a few seconds:

"I guess, you girls generally don't like to drink it straight, it would be better if you put some sugar in it."

Talking about chuckling, watching passers-by outside the window sitting on a bench in the sun basking in the sun.

"Thank you for saving me."

"It should."

"Then why did you save me?"

Talk about looking at him carefully, with one hand on his chin, looking at him softly and delicately.

It seemed to be deliberately smiling at him.

That kind of laugh is very confusing.

The man lowered his eyes and pulled the corners of his lips:

"When the road is uneven, no reason is needed."

"Then if it was someone else, would you save people like this?"

Talking about it seems to be very persistent on this issue.

The man concealed a smile: "Of course."

There was some discomfort in his handsome expression, but he couldn't help looking at her.