"Let's talk in another place." Qiao Chen stretched out her hand and grasped her wrist. In Shen Xin's surprised eyes, she walked into the elevator, and then directly pressed the floor of the hotel on the 13th floor.

On the 13th floor, it's a cafeteria.

When he got into the elevator, he let go of her hand.

Shen Xin Lengleng Leng looking at him, her wrist still remains the residual temperature between his fingers.

"Qiao Chen, where are you going to take me?" Shen Xin looked at the floor he had pressed, and her eyebrows frowned slightly, "what do you want to say to me? Can't you say it now? "

Qiao Chen turns head to see to her: "you want to go back in a hurry?"

"No, I..."

"Go back later, since you are not in a hurry." Qiao Chen finish saying, pause, added a sentence again, "a moment I send you to go back."

Shen Xin is silent.

The space in the elevator is very small and the two people are very close.

she sniffed the perfume of Qiao Chen's body. It smells very good, not the pungent aroma.

Shen Xin was stunned.

she remembered Qiao Chen didn't use perfume before.

now, is he going to use perfume too?

Yes, now he is a young master of Mohism. His clothing, food, housing and transportation are different from before. Of course, he will pay more attention to it than before.

For a short time, neither of them spoke. Shen Xin watched the elevator floors rise from floor to floor. She clearly had a lot of things to say in her heart, but her lips moved but she couldn't say anything.

The atmosphere of silence is a little awkward.

Fortunately, the elevator soon reached the 13th floor.

When she got out of the elevator, Shen Xin saw that the coffee shop and western restaurant on the 13th floor were originally set up. As soon as she got out of the elevator, a waiter stood outside the elevator to say hello to them.

"Good evening, sir and miss."

Qiao Chen told the waiter that they would go to the coffee shop, and the waiter led them into a coffee shop.

The coffee shop is decorated with an emotional atmosphere. There is also a small stage for performance. At this moment, a foreigner with golden hair and blue eyes is standing on the small stage, playing with a violin in his hand. The melodious music is floating in the air. There is an illusion that people are in a certain dance.

Qiao Chen picked a position, after two people sit down, have the sheet that the waiter took a bit of water to come over.

"What would you like to drink, sir and miss?"

"I'll have a black coffee, and a cappuccino for this lady. By the way, she has more milk and sugar in her coffee. She likes a sweeter taste."

"Yes, two. Just a moment, please."

The waiter turned away with the list.

Shen Xin was surprised and said, "do you know what I like to drink?"

I know what she likes.

"Well." Qiao Chen nods, "I remember you drink coffee is like to drink this, I remember correctly?"

Shen Xin was silent and shook her head: "well, you remember correctly."

She really likes cappuccino.

She likes the sweet and greasy taste, and every time she orders coffee, she adds an extra portion of milk and sugar.

She did not expect that Qiao Chen even remembered these small details.

How did he remember that?

He didn't pay attention to his own before.

"Qiao Chen, may I ask you a question?"

"Well, you ask."

"How do you know what I like to drink?"

Qiao Chen was silent for a few seconds, the dark and clear eyes flashed, and a trace of uneasiness appeared on his face: "I, I always know that."

Shen Xin Leng Leng Leng, a face accident: "you always know?"

"Well."

"How do you know that?"

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