Chapter 238: Brother
A low sultry breath in her ear, calling her name: "Pretty ......"
Luo Qiao swallowed his throat, felt his temperature, and his fingers fell on his shoulder, and he couldn't help but gently grasp his shirt.
Ming Siran moved, her thin lips found her ear, kissed lightly, again and again, as if lingering, as if grinding: "Tell me, what should I do so that you are willing to be with me?" Well? β
Luo Qiao's thin white fingers couldn't help but clench the shirt tighter, "Ming Siran ......"
"Tell me, okay?"
She didn't say anything, he chuckled, like a prank on her, Luo Qiao felt that her whole back was numb, but no matter where she hid, his gentle kiss could always fall, eyebrows, eyes, cheeks, ears, everywhere, with a slight itch.
Luo Qiao raised his leg and kicked him, but the man seemed to be more and more unscrupulous, his fingers were burning, and his breath was sultry, until Luo Qiao glared at him with a red face: "If you do this again, I'm angry!" β
He glanced at her before pausing slightly.
The man's breathing was a little panting, his hand was on the side of her face, a face was lazy and handsome, he lowered his eyes slightly, looked at her flushed face and emotional eyes, and a low laugh overflowed from his throat: "Okay, then my brother won't kiss." He reached out and gently rubbed her face: "Don't be angry......"
Straightforward and sexy, like a hook, just got into her ears.
Neither of them spoke, and in the car, he looked at her, and she looked away.
His eyes were so hot that it was impossible to ignore, and the good smell on his body was wrapped around him, everywhere, Luo Qiao swallowed his throat, and after all, he couldn't help but turn his face away and purse his lips.
After a moment, the man leaned over, touched her forehead, and chuckled again, "I see...... You are the South Bank. β
His hand found hers, hooked it, and shook it lightly: "Sign me, huh?" β
Luo Qiao: "......"
He's enough!
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The fact that Luo Qiao is South Bank has caused a huge reaction on the Internet.
originally thought that he was just rich, but he didn't expect that he was talented, what else did Luo Qiao not know?
Jiang Qingyu's fans no longer dare to show off talented people in front of pretty fans, otherwise a "Reversal" script will be filmed and let them kneel down and call Dad.
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Jiang Qingyu returned to the apartment.
She went straight into the bathroom with a cold body.
It didn't take long for the sound of falling things from the bathroom, and there was a loud noise, and the scalp of the listener was numb.
After about an hour, Jiang Qingyu walked out of the bathroom again, she was wearing a soft bathrobe, her skin was snow-white, and the expression on her delicate face had regained her calm, and she couldn't see the hysteria just now.
The mobile phone on the table vibrate, Jiang Qingyu lowered her eyes and swept her eyes, reached out to pick it up and answered.
"You're losing at the beginning." The man's voice could not hear emotion.
Jiang Qingyu's eyelids drooped slightly, but she didn't speak.
"What are you going to do?"
Jiang Qingyu: "This is the last time. β
"Huh?"
Jiang Qingyu took a breath and said lightly: "I said, this is the last time I lose to her." β
The man over there seemed to laugh, and said in an uncertain tone, "Yes." β
Jiang Qingyu closed her eyes, didn't tell him again, and hung up the phone directly.
Walking to the wine cabinet, she took out a bottle of red wine and poured herself a glass of wine, the red liquid gently swayed in the glass, shaking slightly, and her expression was a little unpredictable.
After a while, Jiang Qingyu took the mobile phone from the table, pressed a string of numbers, and dialed it.
The other side quickly picked it up: "Sister Yu." β
Jiang Qingyu stared at the dark night outside the window, and her voice was light: "Help me do something." β
"Sister Yu, you say."
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This Wednesday is Ming Siran's birthday.
Luo Qiao drove the cake and came out of the cake room, and the moment she opened the car door, a black shadow suddenly came out of the car, and without waiting for Luo Qiao's reaction, she suddenly covered her mouth and nose and dragged her into the car.
The man looked at Luo Qiao, who had fainted, put her in the back seat, took the car keys from her, lowered the brim of his hat, and drove out of the city.
In the dim space, Luo Qiao's hands and feet were tied, she struggled for a while, but she didn't break free.
His eyes were tied with strips of black cloth, and the surroundings were blurred.
The unknown is even more frightening.
Luo Qiao's eyelashes trembled densely, and suddenly she heard the footsteps of people gradually approaching, and her fingers tightened.
Feeling that someone was looking at her, Luo Qiao subconsciously retreated, but the sound of breathing was near her, and it seemed that she couldn't get rid of it no matter where she went, and then, a strange man's laughter sounded in her ears, Luo Qiao's scalp exploded in an instant, and the nightmare of the past overlapped with it, and a low scream overflowed from her throat, and her fingers trembled violently.
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Time passed minute by minute, and the man looked coldly at Luo Qiao, who was gradually immersed in his thoughts, put his hat back on, and walked out of the room indifferently.
Luo Qiao's whole state was a little wrong, his breathing was very heavy, and he seemed to be holding back something.
It wasn't until ten minutes later that a pleasant mobile phone rang that dragged her out of that nightmare-
Luo Qiao moved, and suddenly realized that the restraints on her hands had been loosened, and her mobile phone was not far away.
Stretching out his hand to tear off the cover on his eyes, Luo Qiao looked around, and was a little distracted for a while.
She leaned over and grabbed her phone, a name flashing on the screen.
Ming Siranββ
There was no one around, Luo Qiao walked out and found that her car was parked not far away, and this place should be in the suburbs.
Luo Qiao's hands were stained with dust, and her mobile phone was still ringing, she got into the car, kept the speed up to the highest, and left the dark room far away, and the whole person slowly breathed a sigh of relief and lay on the steering wheel.
After a while, the phone rang again, Luo Qiao's eyelashes moved slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.
It's still his name.
Luo Qiao's fingertips moved, pausing on the hang up button.
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However, at this moment, her mind was caught off guard by his words that night.
I only have you in my heart, from beginning to end......
Luo Qiao pursed her lips, and her fingers slowly fell to the answer button.
Ming Siran stood in front of the company's floor-to-ceiling windows, slender and straight.
He lowered his eyes slightly, his eyebrows frowned worriedly because Luo Qiao didn't answer for a long time, and just when he was about to hang up and go to find someone in person, the next second, the phone rang.
The man's brows couldn't help but loosen, his slender fingers tugged at the tie, his voice had a loose gentleness, and he said softly: "Why are you only taking it now?" Very busy? β
There was no speech over there, Ming Siran took his coat from the back of the sofa chair and put it on his left arm, and walked out with long legs: "Do you remember what day it is?" β
A few seconds later, a woman's slightly hoarse voice came from the earpiece: "Si Ran......"
The man's footsteps staggered.