Luo Qiao's head rested on his hand, looking at the handsome and demonic face of the man in front of him, he didn't even hesitate at all, nodded vigorously, and replied extremely happily: "Yes!" ”

Ming Siran looked at her, gently rubbed the position under her eyes with his fingertips, and said slowly, "You said it." ”

Luo Qiao: "I said it! ”

Ming Siran looked at her appearance of answering everything so happily, and squinted: "What if you regret it afterwards?" ”

Luo Qiao's mind can't turn around now: "What about regrets?" ”

Ming Siran smiled and touched her head, but the words she said made people furious: "Then give me all your property." ”

"......" Luo Qiao blinked and replied obediently, "Oh." ”

Ming Siran rubbed her head, looking noble and handsome: "It's useless to say anything else, come, tell me the bank card password first." ”

Luo Qiao: ?

……

The room was quiet, and Luo Qiao was sleepy.

Ming Siran unbuttoned two shirts with one hand, and touched her face with the other: "Sleepy? ”

Luo Qiao nodded.

Ming Siran: "Then go to sleep." ”

"I haven't removed my makeup yet."

Even when drunk, some habits are still deep in a woman's bones.

“……”

Ming Siran looked at her for a moment, chuckled, and turned to go to her room.

He brought her makeup bag over, took out the makeup remover from it, looked at the instructions a few times, almost figured it out, and found the makeup remover to patiently help her remove her makeup.

The man's gesture was gentle, and Luo Qiao raised her face very comfortably, and the corners of her mouth rose.

Ming Siran leaned over slightly, patient and serious.

When he was about to finish wiping, Luo Qiao wrapped his arms around his waist.

Ming Siran paused slightly, and his hand habitually touched her head.

Luo Qiao snorted, "I still have to wash my face." ”

Ming Siran lowered his eyes and smiled, sexy and lazy: "Huh? ”

The drunk Luo Qiao was like a coquette: "You take me." ”

"......" he looked at her and said, "Okay." ”

After washing her face and brushing her teeth again, Luo Qiao was carried back to the bedroom by Ming Siran.

She was already sleepy, rubbing her cheek against the pillow and falling into a deep sleep.

Ming Siran leaned on the head of the bed, looking at her sleeping face, and her eyebrows, which had always been lazy and indifferent, looked much gentler.

……

Following.

Luo Qiao slowly opened her eyes.

The person concerned just regrets it, very much regrets.

If only she had died on the spot, she thought.

She hated her memory, and even remembered the details of waking up in the middle of the night and holding him coquettishly.

After hammering the bed hard, Luo Qiao decided to forget it forever.

There was no one beside him anymore, but the slightly crumpled futon showed that he had been lying here.

Luo Qiao closed her eyes, opened the door, and walked out calmly.

Ming Siran was in the living room, he was sitting on the sofa, his slender legs were folded, he heard the voice, lifted his eyelids and glanced at her, his thin lips seemed to smile: "Awake?" ”

At that moment, Luo Qiao played her acting skills as a movie queen, and her eyes bent, "I was drunk last night, right?" I don't remember anything, did I cause you trouble? ”

Ming Siran put his phone aside, turned his watch, and chuckled: "Oh? Don't remember anything? ”

Luo Qiao smiled reservedly: "I really don't remember, I don't have a good memory." ”

Ming Siran snorted and looked at her without speaking.

Luo Qiao turned around and walked to his room: "Then I'll take a shower if it's okay, and I'll have to go to work in a while......"

After saying that, she was ready to slip away.

Ming Siran didn't leave her behind, just took out the remote control lightly and pressed the start button.