Luo Qiao's face changed, and he walked over in a few steps: "Si Ran! ”

Ming Siran heard the voice, lifted his eyelids and glanced at her, he was in so much pain that even the light in his eyes dimmed a little, and he didn't have much strength to support it, so he quickly lowered his gaze, Luo Qiao reached out and touched his forehead, his fingers went down, and his cheeks were cold.

How could it suddenly hurt like this, and it was fine in the morning.

Luo Qiao's brows furrowed tightly, helping him lie down, he didn't have the strength to say anything, and let her move.

Soon the doctor rushed over, a series of examinations, Luo Qiao watched him there, the man's eyes were closed, and his lips were pale.

When the doctor rolled up his sleeve, Luo Qiao saw the scar on his arm, and she was stunned, what is this, obviously she didn't have it before she left.

Luo Zelan noticed her gaze, looked in her direction, narrowed his eyes, and lowered his voice a little: "He was injured before he came to you, and he was on his arm, he was in a hurry to find you, but he didn't treat it in time, and he suffered some sins when he got it again." ”

Luo Qiao suddenly remembered that Shen Jikong blocked the soup for her that day, and he said lazily that at this time, he had to be stabbed to barely get back a city.

An indescribable feeling suddenly surged in her heart, and that feeling rose little by little, gradually drowning her, Luo Qiao's eyes were fixed on his arm, and he didn't move for a long time.

After the doctor finished treating her, she stood up: "The patient has severe pain caused by sudden stomach cramps, and you should pay attention to rest well in the future and not be too tired." ”

was busy with the company's affairs, and he had to come to Luo Qiao, plus deal with Shen Jikong's company, obviously his injury and fever were not long ago.

Luo Zelan glanced at Ming Siran, then nodded to the doctor and sent him out.

In the room, Wu Fang Ruize saw that Ming Siran had stabilized, so he gave up the place to Luo Qiao with interest.

As they all went out, the room fell silent all at once.

The curtains were drawn, there was a thick carpet under his feet, and there was no sound when he stepped on it, Luo Qiao walked over, looked at Ming Siran, who was sleeping quietly, and sat on the edge of the bed.

He closed his eyes, and his thin and slender eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes, and his eyebrows were still frowning because of the pain, and he looked very uncomfortable.

Thin, white fingers landed on the center of his brow, gently smoothing his frowning brow.

Luo Qiao leaned over and approached him, looking at his beautiful outline eyebrows.

At such a close distance, the man's peach blossom eyes were closed, and he couldn't see the seductive smile in his eyes, and the whole person felt a little more alienated.

He just knew her for a few more years and fell in love for a few years, and it was no longer a relationship, so he didn't need to help her like this.

Luo Qiao was by the side, late at night, until she was sleepy, she lay on the side of the bed, and her eyes were his smooth side face.

……

Ming Siran woke up in the middle of the night.

The lights in the room were turned off, and it was dim.

There was still a lingering afterglow of severe pain in his stomach, and the whole person felt a little detached, Ming Siran frowned, his fingers moved, and he wanted to get up and turn on the light, but he touched a piece of warmth.

His movements paused.

He didn't have to think about who he knew, and after a few seconds, his hand was raised and he touched the woman's arm. Her arms were exposed and left to dry for half the night, and they felt a little cold to the touch at the moment.

Ming Siran fished her over, covered her whole person with a quilt, touched the bedside light switch with his hand, and turned it on.

The lights are not so bright, and the warm colors make the room a little more warm. Luo Qiao seemed to feel comfortable, turned over, and revealed a fair and clean face, she looked very well-behaved when she fell asleep, and she didn't have the edge when she woke up.

Ming Siran lowered his eyes and looked at her for a long time, his gaze was very quiet, and he was always glued to her face.

He reached out and touched her face very lightly, Luo Qiao's eyelashes trembled slightly, but she didn't wake up, and Ming Siran's thin lips slowly pursed.

The body was covered with cold sweat because of the pain, and I felt even more uncomfortable at this time, so Ming Siran moved, twisted his eyebrows, got up and went to the bathroom, and after taking a shower and changing his clothes, he felt more comfortable.

Lying down again, the woman leaned into his arms, Ming Siran was very comfortable, her head was against his neck, and the heat of her breath was sprinkled on the side of his neck.

When Ming Siran tilted her head slightly, she could see her fair side face and beautiful curved lips. Her hair was silky, piled up like a cloud on the back of her head, Ming Siran touched her head with her other hand, inserted her fingers into her hair, and rubbed it gently, she snorted twice, it was comfortable.

Luo Qiao's hand reached over and naturally wrapped around his waist, and his hand unconsciously slid into his clothes, Ming Siran's eyes darkened, but he didn't stop it.

In the end, Luo Qiao suddenly felt that something was wrong and stopped, he was asleep, but there was always someone around him who was a little different, especially when he touched his warm body.

She stiffened for a second, but quickly reacted, pretending not to wake up, retracting her hand, rolling over, coming out of his arms, and rubbing against the bed.

But before he could completely leave his range, he was caught by his waist and dragged into his arms.

Behind him was the man's warm chest, and his heart was beating loudly, passing through his body and reaching hers.

Because he hadn't spoken for a long time, the man's voice was a little hoarse, "What do you want to do?" ”

Luo Qiao felt his breath fall to the side of her neck, and the irresistible tingling sensation suddenly rose from the tail vertebrae, washing over her back, and this sensation reached its peak as his lips fell on the slightly protruding knuckles of her neck.

Now in this situation, it is obvious that she should ask him what he wants to do.

Her hand reached behind her and reached back, trying to cover her neck.

"It's not going to last forever, pretty guys." He didn't pull her hand away, the thin hot breath fell on her fingertips, followed by his lips imprinted on the fingertips, the soft touch was transmitted, making the tips of her heart tremble, and his hoarse voice sounded low and slowly: "I can accept that you will suspend the relationship with me, but I will not accept that you will not let me get close to you." ”

What he said was not the proximity of the body, Luo Qiao understood.

He was telling her that she would not be allowed to exclude him.

His lips slid down little by little, with heat, and bursts of itching: "You don't want me to leave you, and you don't want me to get close to you, Qiaoqiao, how can there be such a good thing." ”

Luo Qiao was annoyed and angry by what he said, and turned her head suddenly, "How can I have it!" ”

But at this distance, the tip of her nose was almost close to each other, and she seemed to be able to kiss him with just a slight movement.

Ming Siran's eyes were like ink, staring at Luo Qiao burningly, as if he could see through her heart, and asked quietly, "Then why are you here now." ”

The feeling of sudden rise is not an exaggeration to say that it is flustered.

His gaze slid down and slowly landed on her lips, a very aggressive gaze.