He rubbed the ring lightly with his fingertips, his eyelashes drooped, and he was quiet for a while, before a pair of deep eyes looked at her, and his breath was deep: "Responsible, really?" ”

Luo Qiao nodded hurriedly.

Ming Siran stared at her, her Adam's apple moved, and her voice was a little hoarse: "That's what you said." ”

Luo Qiao couldn't wait to pat her small chest and promise, and immediately said, "I said it!" ”

The man smiled, his eyebrows stretched, and he looked very good.

Luo Qiao stared at his demonic face for a moment, and then stretched out his hand to him: "You also put it on for me." ”

Ming Siran lowered her eyes, took the ring from the box, took her hand, and slowly put it on.

A pair of rings, worn on the hands of two people, are a perfect match.

Luo Qiao admired it with satisfaction for a while, stretched out her hand to hug him, and looked up: "Then let's sleep." ”

Ming Siran chuckled, his tone was casual and seductive, and he deliberately asked, "Which way to sleep?" ”

Luo Qiao was extremely bold, waved his hand directly, and said, "You go take a bath!" ”

Ming Siran: "......"

He coughed lightly with his hand to his lips, looked at her for a few seconds, couldn't help laughing, and nodded: "Okay." ”

Luo Qiao watched Ming Siran's slender and straight back enter the bathroom, touched the ring, and then threw himself on his big bed.

The mobile phone in her pocket vibrated slightly, Luo Qiao took it out and looked at it slowly, it was a message from Mu Lan, asking if she had arrived home safely.

She clicked a few times to reply, and after three or four seconds, Mu Lan sent another message: Baby, does this surnamed Jiang mean you?

Luo Qiao turned her head sideways and stared at the Weibo screenshot sent by Mu Lan.

The rusty key, and a connotation map that says she has no self-knowledge.

The two pictures, each of which stepped on Luo Qiao's explosive point fiercely.

After Luo Qiao saw it clearly, she sat up from the bed all of a sudden, she got up too fast, she was a little dizzy in front of her, and she held her head to calm down for a while before clicking on Weibo.

It just so happened that on the Weibo hot search interface, Jiang Qingyu was hanging on it.

She was discharged from the hospital today, and it was her birthday, and Jiaying Company held a live broadcast event for her.

In Jiang Qingyu's live broadcast room, fans gathered, and countless rainbow farts praised the barrage, and the interface was full of various gifts.

Jiang Qingyu wore a light-colored skirt today, her hair was loosely tied, and she looked elegant and gentle.

Compared with before, her face looked a little pale, but her weak appearance made fans feel more distressed.

Luo Qiao looked at the woman for a moment, squinted her eyes, and then clicked on the interface for sending gifts.

Recently, there are several new gifts on the live broadcast, which are very beautifully made, but the price is very expensive and ordinary people can't afford to give them.

In the live broadcast room, Jiang Qingyu was chatting with fans, and she said softly: "Don't give me gifts, keep them for you to buy some delicious food for yourself." ”

The barrage is full of praise for the beauty and kindness of the sister.

And at this moment, a sound effect that can only be given to the highest amount of gifts suddenly sounded in the live broadcast room.

Jiang Qingyu's fans heard it and were instantly excited.

[A gift of 100,000 yuan, which local tyrant is a true love fan? ] 】

[Woo woo is worthy of being our sister, so popular! ] 】

As soon as the fan's voice fell, I saw a huge white lotus slowly open in the center of the screen, and at the same time, the blessing of this "local tyrant true love fan" also floated over:

A prosperous white lotus was given to my sister, and my sister is also full of today!!

Burst......

The onlookers almost squirted out a mouthful of water.