As soon as she took a step, she remembered that the phone was still with him, and stretched out her little hand: "Brother, my mobile phone." ”

Luo Zelan didn't lift his eyelids: "Confiscation." ”

"Brother!!"

The man raised his cold eyes and swept her.

Luo Qiao: "...... "Well, whatever you say is what you say."

Looking at her wilting head, Luo Zelan squinted her eyes and stopped her: "Wait." ”

Luo Qiao turned around.

The man raised his chin: "There are gifts for you in the box over there, open it to see if there is anything you like." ”

Luo Qiao walked over sullenly and snorted: "Don't think that one or two small gifts can buy me." ”

Put the box down, pull it open, and the next second—

Luo Qiao looked at the boxes full of luxury goods, and directly screamed and rushed over and hugged the tall and straight man: "Brother! You will always be my brother! ”

Luo Zelan was rushed back two steps by her, and chuckled: "Okay, how old are they." ”

Luo Qiao hugged him movingly for a while, dragged the box, and happily went upstairs.

……

In the next few days, Luo Qiao was basically out of touch with the outside world.

The company's affairs were handled by her brother, and she had nothing to do at home except eating and sleeping.

But it's okay to live like this for a day or two, but after a long time, Luo Qiao can't stand it.

She knocked on Luo Zelan's door, clasped her hands together, and said softly: "Brother, give me back the phone." ”

The man glanced down at her, turned around and went back to the room, picked up a small robot from the floor, and leaned against the bed to make changes.

He was barefoot, there was a thick carpet on the ground, there was no sound when he stepped on it, the curtains were drawn in the room, the temperature of the air conditioner was turned down very low, and Luo Qiao felt a little cold as soon as he walked in.

The man's voice was faint: "Want to contact him?" ”

“……”

"What's so good about Ming Siran? Is it worth your memorization? ”

Luo Qiao immediately retorted: "Who said I want to contact him, I want to swipe Weibo and want to watch the news, can't I?" ”

Luo Zelan glanced at her and ignored her.

The man's fingers were slender and dexterous, his eyes were lightly drooping, and the cold facial lines made him look a little detached, Luo Qiao sat beside him, holding his chin and looking at him.

Since she was a child, she likes to stay by Luo Zelan's side and watch him fiddle with these things, and she often looks at it for a day, and she doesn't feel bored.

Luo Zelan took out a blanket and handed it to her: "Cover it when it's cold." ”

Luo Qiao sighed and wrapped herself obediently.

Time passed minute by minute, Luo Zelan modified the robot in his hand, rubbed his neck, and turned his head to see Luo Qiao lying on the bed asleep.

The girl had delicate facial features and delicate skin, lying beside him, sleeping heartlessly.

Luo Zelan sighed lightly, carried her to the bed, covered her with a quilt, and then walked out with long legs.

Luo Qiao slept until night, she rolled over, and her eyes inadvertently fell on her mobile phone under the pillow.

She immediately rolled over and sat up, took the phone, and turned it on.

Before he had time to read the stuffed message, a phone call came, and Luo Qiao hurriedly answered it.

"Hello?"

Ming Siran also seemed to be a little surprised to get through, and after a pause, he chuckled: "Pretty guys? ”

Luo Qiao put the phone to her ear slowly and half-beaten, and responded: "It's me." ”

"What are you doing?"

The man's voice came out of the microphone, slightly distorted, but it was even more sultry in the ears, especially when the microphone was so close, as if he could feel his breathing.

She didn't speak for a moment.