He stared at her, still in this position, not moving, just humming softly.

Luo Qiao got closer to him, his hand fell, found his hand, and held it gently.

The man's fingers were dry and warm, and there was a feeling of ironing to the touch, and she paused, intertwining her fingers with his.

Ming Siran naturally didn't refuse, just looked at her.

Luo Qiao came over, there was still some moist moisture on her body, and the faint smell of shower gel drilled into her nose, with a little milky smell.

Her soft hair fell and swept over him.

There weren't many centimeters away, and Luo Qiao's black and white eyes looked at him.

Ming Siran lowered his eyes and looked at her, and asked quietly, "Have you eaten dinner?" ”

Luo Qiao looked at him and didn't speak.

She felt ...... He was kind of deliberate.

Luo Qiao: "Ming Siran, how many puffs did you smoke just now?" ”

His expression did not fluctuate, but his thin lips were involuntarily hooked, still in this position, and he asked her lazily: "What?" ”

"When did you learn to smoke? Was it the two years we were apart? ”

"It's not."

"......" Luo Qiao's black and white eyes stared at him, almost falling into his arms: "When was that?" ”

Ming Siran looked at her obsession with this question and chuckled: "I didn't smoke." ”

Just lit it.

"Didn't smoke, what were you doing with the cigarette you just to?" He said this to liar the devils.

Ming Siran didn't raise his eyelids, and said in a faint and lazy tone: "Hmm...... Set up the atmosphere. ”

“…………”

Looking at her expression, he seemed to find it more interesting and chuckled.

The low-alcohol and beautiful voice teased people's ears, and the thin hot breath exhaled swept on the face, bringing out a slight itch.

Luo Qiao stared at his warm and beautiful eyebrows, her lips moved, and she looked at him: "Really didn't smoke?" ”

Ming Siran curled her lips and said in a sexy voice: "No." ”

Luo Qiao looked at him for a few seconds and said, "...... Then I'll check. ”

Before Ming Siran could react to what she meant by her sentence 'Then I'll check it', the next second, he was kissed by the woman who came up.

She kissed him on the lips first, then seemed not satisfied with that, and delved deeper.

It seems that he is really seriously checking whether he is smoking or not.

Ming Siran's body stiffened for a moment, and then the dark color under his eyes was overwhelming.

He rolled lightly, his hand fell on her waist, from the beginning of letting her do whatever she wanted, and then she teased some feelings, his hand went up, clasped the back of her head, and deepened the kiss.

Luo Qiao had just finished taking a shower and had not completely dried her hair, and her hand fell to feel the warm and slightly damp temperature.

Even with some hot flashes in my heart.

I don't know how long it took, Luo Qiao separated from him with some difficulty breathing, buried her head in the position of his heart, calmed her emotions, she listened to the man's heavy heartbeat, and her hand slowly stretched out and wrapped around his waist.

It's obviously a man who looks lazy, but his hands can touch his hard abs.

Luo Qiao touched it, felt that it felt good, and touched it again.

Ming Siran raised his chin and reached out to loosen a button, because of this action, he pulled out a sexy neckline, he felt what Luo Qiao was doing, but he didn't stop it, he chuckled, stretched out his hand, lifted her face, looked at her slightly red eyes and red lips kissed by him, and the dry fingertips fell on the corners of her eyes.

Rubbed it lightly twice, and his voice was completely dumb, but it was low and gentle: "Have you checked it out?" ”

Luo Qiao reacted for two seconds before realizing what he was talking about.

She just said to check if he smoked.

Forget that there's such a thing......

Luo Qiao licked her lower lip, thought about it subconsciously, and then replied, "...... There is no pumping. ”

She didn't taste it.

Looking at her as if she was reminiscing, Ming Siran's eyes seemed to be splashed with ink, and they were shockingly dark.

The hand that landed on her waist involuntarily tightened a little, and he lowered his head to kiss her.

Eyes, cheeks, corners of the lips...... His movements were very light, and the restrained and gentle kiss landed on the cheek, making people feel very comfortable.

After the kiss, Luo Qiao was psychologically satisfied, and the sleepiness that had just been suppressed but had always existed re-attacked, and it was even stronger than just now, especially at this moment when she was nestled in the man's warm and comfortable arms, and couldn't help rubbing his chest twice.

"Sleepy?" The man's voice was still a little hoarse.

Luo Qiao didn't open his eyes, buried his head in his chest, and his voice came out muffled: "Well......"

Ming Siran picked her up from the sofa and put her on the soft bed.

Luo Qiao didn't struggle with drowsiness for long, and soon fell into a deep sleep, Ming Siran reached out and gently brushed the hair on the side of her face, and just sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her for a long time.

Luo Qiao slept for twelve hours, and when she woke up again, the room was still extremely quiet, she stepped on the carpet barefoot, walked to the bed and opened the curtains, the sun shone on her body, it was a good weather.

She narrowed her eyes.

Maybe she slept well last night, and now she was in a good mood, went to the bathroom to wash up, changed her clothes and came out, and then rang the doorbell in Ming Siran's room.

Not long after, footsteps were heard at the other end of the room, and a tall man opened the door for her, still arranging his neckline with one hand, and after glancing at her, he let her in.

Ming Siran is wearing a formal suit today, with a straight suit and straight trouser lines, standing in front of the mirror, with a lazy and noble temperament.

He took his tie from the bed and was about to tie it on, when he just moved, a soft and delicate hand reached out.

Ming Siran's gaze fell on Luo Qiao's face.

Luo Qiao gave him a tie, his movements were gentle, his eyes were focused and serious, and his voice was soft and nice because he had just woken up: "Did you sleep well last night?" ”

Ming Siran looked at her and said slowly, "...... Well. ”

It didn't take long for Luo Qiao to tie his tie, looked at it sideways, was very satisfied, and said, "Okay." ”

Looking at him, Luo Qiao said strangely: "Why are you dressed so formally today?" ”

After waiting for a few seconds and not hearing Ming Siran's voice, she raised her eyes and heard him say, "I'm going back to China today." ”

Luo Qiao was stunned for a moment, and the hand placed on his neck paused.

Ming Siran looked at her, reached out and touched her face: "The company has a temporary matter that I need to deal with." ”

Originally, I was going to go back some time ago, but Shen Jikong's incident happened temporarily. Now that he can't drag it out any longer, Old Man Ming has already called him several times to urge.

Blinking her eyes, Luo Qiao came back to her senses and said, "Oh......" After a while, she asked, "Then what time are you leaving?" ”

Ming Siran glanced down at his watch: "Thirty minutes later, the plane." ”

Thirty minutes later?

Luo Qiao didn't expect it, surprised: "So fast? ”