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Chapter 1817 He reminded her indifferently and alienatedly

She looked at him almost greedily, her eyes forgot to blink.

He was still the same, but he was a little thinner, with deep eyebrows and eyes and a high nose bridge. His ink shirt set off his perfect figure, with his sleeves rolled to his elbows and a dark blue striped tie on the neckline.

Long time no see, it seems like a lifetime has passed.

It's him.

No matter what he becomes, she will recognize it.

He looks fine.

His warm and dry hands held her arm, and through the fabric, she felt the warmth in his palm.

Her eyes were burning and her breathing became rapid.

The heart beats uncontrollably, just like the throbbing of the first meeting. The heartbeat speed keeps accelerating, almost jumping out of the throat.

The blood also began to flow backwards and my whole body became hot.

haven't seen you for a long time.

There were only two of them in the empty corridor.

She looked at him intently, forgot to look away.

Qiao Sinian frowned: "We know each other?"

His words pulled her thoughts back.

She paused, and her heart felt like she was stabbed by a needle, and the pain spread little by little until the limbs and bones were cold.

She smiled embarrassedly: "Mr. Qiao, thank you for letting your assistant take me to the hospital last time."

Only then did Qiao Sinian remember something and curled her lips slightly: "Oh, that time, you're welcome."

He let go of her arms, and his every move was still gentlemanly and graceful.

"Pregnant women should be extra careful." He reminded her indifferently and distantly.

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards a private room.

In the corridor, his breath gradually disappeared from the end of her nose and into the air.

His back also moved away little by little until he pushed open the door of a private room and walked in.

It was obvious that I hadn't seen each other for more than three months, but why did it feel like a lifetime ago?

Ye Jiaqi stared at the direction he left, but did not retract his gaze for a long time. He looked quietly, and he seemed to be stunned.

In the corridor, quiet.

When she was quiet, she could hear her heartbeat.

The empty corridor melted into her background, and she retracted her hand in a hurry, and withdrew her hand that she wanted to hold him.

It was her who passed.

For a moment, she forgot to leave and stood there.

The temperature in his palm seemed to remain on her arm, but the temperature was cooling down a little bit.

He is no longer her Josnian.

Between them, only alienation and courtesy are left.

His eyes were alienated, his movements were alienated, and his tone was alienated and indifferent.

Just like, never met before.

The temperature in the corridor is very cool.

I don't know how long I stood or how long...

"Jiaqi!" Cheng Yuzhi found it and suddenly saw her standing in the middle of the corridor, like a sculpture, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Yuzhi grabbed her hand and gently shook her shoulders: "What happened?"

Ye Jiaqi was in a trance and came back to his senses, with an empty gaze in his eyes.

"Meet it..." she called him.

"Why are your hands so cold? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Let's go home?"

Ye Jiaqi nodded: "Go home, I want to have a sleep."

"Well, let's go, I'll take you home."

Cheng Yuzhi grabbed her wrist without saying a word and took her out of the dark corridor.

He walked unfastly and accommodated Ye Jiaqi's pace.

He went to the private room to get things and car keys, and took Ye Jiaqi away.
Chapter completed!
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