Chapter 90.1 (1/2)

In a hurry, Liang Xiaoyu ran to the place Xin Hai said with high heels.

The cafe is full of light yellow and hazy lights, and an attractive smell of coffee permeates the whole cafe. The soft and lyrical music makes Liang Xiaoyu feel relaxed.

It's her first time to come to this place. After all, the people who come in and out of this place are all senior executives of some companies or business people. She doesn't have the leisure to come here to have a cup of coffee and enjoy the leisure time.

As soon as I go in, Liang Xiaoyu sees Xin Hai sitting beside the glass window. The position is too conspicuous, but it's good to explain what's involved.

Xin Hai smiles gently at Liang Xiaoyu, as if he has gone back to the past, not so much disturbance. When they are still together, it seems that he is still the Xin Hai who loves Liang Xiaoyu without hesitation.

Seeing him smile like this, Liang Xiaoyu suddenly feels a tumult in his stomach. It's really disgusting. How can such a person, who has done so many unforgivable things to himself, be bold and affectionate?

Forced to endure nausea, Liang Xiaoyu sat down in front of him with a heavy face.

The atmosphere in the coffee shop is too quiet and beautiful. Liang Xiaoyu is afraid that he will be too emotional and rude to disturb and destroy the atmosphere here. He really doesn't know what Xin Hai thinks. He has never seen such noble taste before.

Liang Xiaoyu tried to control his anger and said in a low voice, ”what's your purpose, you can say it directly.”

See bear liangxiaoyu, Xinhai is a smile, and then nothing said, directly reached out to catch liangxiaoyu on the table unprepared hand.

He grasped Liang Xiaoyu's white hand in his broad palm.

Liang Xiaoyu was frightened by his sudden behavior. He was angry and anxious. He subconsciously looked around for fear of being seen, but he didn't dare to make too much noise, so he had to struggle hard.

However, in terms of strength, how could Liang Xiaoyu be the opponent of the tall Xin Hai? Xin Hai was not satisfied when he grasped Liang Xiaoyu's hand and bowed his head to the back of Liang Xiaoyu's hand

Liang Xiaoyu is very angry. He wants to grab the coffee on the table and pour it on Xinhai, but suddenly there is a cold and low voice on his head.

Without any sound of temperature, Liang Xiaoyu seems to be in the cold winter.

”Liang Xiaoyu, what are you doing?”