Taking out the perfume from the bag, Luo Qiao opened the lid and sprayed it on his wrist and sniffed it.

With a faint scent of herbs and trees, it feels pretty good.

She squirted twice more and hummed back to her room.

Closing the door, she called 089 and slept under the covers.

At half past eleven, Luo Qiao began to feel a little hot.

She rolled over and kicked the covers away in frustration.

However, the heat did not get any relief, and as time passed, it became more and more intense, and began to rush to the head.

089 sensed that Luo Qiao kept turning over and asked, "Master, are you insomnia?" Need me sing a lullaby for you? ”

Luo Qiao ignored it, and after five minutes, she sat up from the bed abruptly and turned on the light with a snap.

Under the sudden light, the woman's cheeks were slightly red, her eyes were misty, and she looked unconscious.

089: "Master, are you losing sleep?" ”

Luo Qiao licked her lips, suddenly reached out and hugged the little robot, and kissed him on his 'little face'.

"My 089, you're the cutest baby in the world!"

089:“……”

Its program reacted for a while before it replied in a small milk voice: "The master is also the cutest master in the world." ”

Luo Qiao held it for a moment, and then got out of bed.

She was in a state of now, as if she had drunk fake wine, and with a somewhat unsteady step, she took her phone from the table, and then leaned against the wall and began to walk in the direction of the study.

089 followed her: "Master, do you need my help?" ”

Luo Qiao turned his face to it and shushed: "Don't make noise, I'm going to find my brother Si Ran." ”

089:“……”

Its program understood what she meant, and obediently stayed where it was.

Luo Qiao followed the light source to the door of the study and stretched out her hand to knock on the door.

Ming Siran looked at the information in his hand and said casually.

In the next second, the door of the study was pushed open.

Ming Siran waited for two seconds, and didn't see anyone talking, so he raised his head from the file, and under the light, Luo Qiao's face was fair and delicate, and he stood there looking at him.

He raised an eyebrow: "Something?" ”

The man has a good skin, smooth facial lines, warm and handsome eyebrows, how good to look at.

Luo Qiao smacked her mouth and walked towards him with her legs raised.

Ming Siran's eyes were slightly puzzled, and he watched her come over, put down the pen in his hand, loosened his tie, and chuckled lazily: "Are you here to talk to your brother?" ”

However, in the next second, his words stopped.

The woman leaned over the table, hugged him directly around his neck and kissed him.

In an instant, Ming Siran's heart contracted violently.

Luo Qiao kissed him on the cheek and replied in a low voice: "Hmm! ”

Ming Siran's tense body tensed, and her white fingers curled up slightly, and it took a long time before she finally reacted, raised her gaze, and looked at her slowly.

Luo Qiao lowered her eyebrows, looked at him, smiled, and kissed his eyelids.

Ming Siran closed his eyes, and his eyelashes trembled finely.

After she finished kissing, he rolled lightly, and said in a somewhat hoarse voice: "Have you drunk?" ”

Luo Qiao rubbed his face: "No." ”

Ming Siran didn't smell the smell of wine either, only a faint smell of perfume on her body.

Perfume......

In an instant, I couldn't tell if that emotion was regret or what, Ming Siran lowered her eyes, her slender fingers touched her soft hair, and asked softly with a smile: "Did Anne give you perfume?" Well? ”。

Anne's family has been perfuming for generations, and it is too easy to make this kind of thing.