As soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted everyone's echo:

[+1, I wanted to say it a long time ago, she's so Sue, ah, ah, sexy and glamorous rich guy or something, I'm willing to bend into a mosquito coil for my sister! ] 】

[Several sets of lipstick are sent, the domineering president is cut, and my boyfriend has not been so kind to me. 】

[Wow, to tell the truth, this passerby kind of wants to turn into a fan......]

No matter how controversial I am, Luo Qiao's popularity is indeed increasing.

……

On Saturday, Anglo-Asian Pictures held a film press conference.

As a peer and one of the investors, Luo Qiao was naturally invited.

In the villa, Luo Qiao hugged Ming Siran's arm and looked up at him: "You really don't want to go with me?" ”

This movie happened to also have Ming's investment, and she originally thought that she could attend with Ming Siran, but she didn't expect this person to go at all.

Ming Siran sat on the sofa, his long legs elegantly folded, he held a financial magazine in his hand, turned a page from time to time, and hummed lazily when he heard the words.

Luo Qiao leaned over and hummed: "Why?" ”

Ming Siran looked down at the words in the magazine, his peach eyes were half-closed, and he replied lazily: "I'm tired, I don't want to go." ”

"You don't have to do anything, you just need to stay with me."

Ming Siran said without raising his eyelids: "That's also tired." He said, "I'm tired as long as someone talks to me." ”

Luo Qiao: "............"

She kissed him on the cheek and whispered softly: "But I want you to go with me......"

Hearing this, Ming Siran turned his head sideways and glanced at her.

The woman's eyes were crooked, her face was fair and delicate, and she met his gaze and immediately smiled at him.

Bright and delicate.

Ming Siran looked at her for a few seconds, then stretched out his hand, and when Luo Qiao thought he was going to hug him, the man took her off his body.

A fluttering and indifferent sentence: "Don't go." ”

Luo Qiao: "............"

She grimaced, "What if I have to go with you." ”

Ming Siran snorted lazily: "You kill me." ”

"............" She can see that this person is not going out at all this week.

Bastard Mingsran.

The doorbell rang outside the door, Luo Qiao snorted, ignored him, and walked over to open the door.

It's the team that styled her tonight.

"Miss Luo Qiao, good evening."

Luo Qiao smiled and got out of the way: "Come in." ”

……

In the villa, Luo Qiao sat on a chair and let the stylist take care of her hair.

She glanced at the man sitting on the couch.

Ming Siran was dressed casually, he didn't know when he made himself a pot of tea, and he was completely in the state of a retired old man who wanted to take advantage of this weekend to relax.

Luo Qiao: "............"

This man is really ......

She stopped looking at him, out of sight and out of mind.

After a while, the stylist gave Luo Qiao a good hair, she glanced at her, her eyes were undisguised amazing, took the mirror and handed it to Luo Qiao, smiled and asked, "Can you take a look?" ”

Luo Qiao knew that the effect might be good when she saw the looks in other people's eyes, she took the mirror and looked at it, and even she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows lightly.

Two years ago, she still took the route of a cold little fairy, and her makeup was also light, but today, the makeup artist painted her a bright red lip, plus a big wave of scumbag, which made her whole person full of demonic spirit and a sense of aggressive brightness.

Even Luo Qiao was conscious...... It's pretty.

She hooked her lips, put the mirror down, looked at the man who was still reading the financial magazine, and said, "Si Ran, can you look at my beauty." ”

The man didn't look up: "Hmm." ”

"Look at me."

He flipped through the pages of the magazine: "Beautiful. ”

Luo Qiao: "............"

She glared at him: "You, the root, the root, the original, just, no, look, me!" ”

Ming Siran propped his head, and his voice was lazy and smiling: "My pretty is beautiful at all times." ”

Listening to this unintentional compliment, Luo Qiao: "............"

She found that since Ming Siran chased her, this dog thing has become more and more perfunctory to her!

Not only has he not shown affection, but he has been so low-key in the past two years that the new employees in his company think he has no girlfriend.

He is becoming less and less of a sense of crisis!

Luo Qiao squinted, she got up from the chair on the ground, raised her legs and walked upstairs.

Ming Siran, you're gone, I'll tell you!

She's angry!

The stylists looked at each other, and this ...... Miss Luo Qiao is angry, right? yes, yes, yes?

They glanced at a man sitting on the sofa who had not yet realized the seriousness of the matter, coughed lightly, and reminded, "Mr. Ming...... Miss Luo Qiao seems to be angry, do you want to go and see? ”

Only then did Ming Siran raise his eyes, his eyebrows lightly, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

“……”

They told him what Luo Qiao was angry about just now.

After listening, Ming Siran couldn't help but chuckle: "Why, she is already good-looking." ”

Listening to the man's doting and gentle tone, that kind of Luo Qiao is naturally the most beautiful attitude, and several people in the stylist team were poked at once.

Day......

Dad Ming deserves to be Dad Ming.

Su De is natural.

However, Luo Qiao didn't seem to get this meaning, so they wanted to remind him, and as soon as he said two words, he heard a sound of footsteps from upstairs.

Several people heard the voice and looked ahead in unison.

I saw that Luo Qiao, who had just gone upstairs in anger, changed her clothes and came down, she stepped on high heels, carried her skirt in one hand, held the handrail of the stairs with the other, raised her chin slightly, and walked down like this.

When they saw what she was wearing, everyone suddenly took a light breath.

I saw a woman with a high slit long skirt, the back was hollowed out, revealing a beautiful back line, and the wavy long hair fell on the shoulders.

The stylists paused, and subconsciously looked at Ming Siran.

I saw that Ming Siran's eyelids jumped, and the magazine in his hand fell out of his hand with a snap!

Luo Qiao glanced at the man who finally set his eyes on herself, and hummed in her heart, she has never worn this dress since she bought it, it is the most expensive and the most exposed one in her wardrobe, she has never found a chance to wear it before, now......

Luo Qiao walked to the living room, stroked her long wavy hair, and asked the stylists, "How about this dress?" Do you wear this hairstyle? ”

How can it not be worthy, it is simply beautiful, this outfit will definitely be a famous scene on the red carpet in the entertainment industry in the future, and it will definitely blow up on Weibo tonight.

But...... They glanced at Ming Siran again.

The man reached out and picked up the magazine from the ground and placed it on the table.

Then, he stood up.