Su Zhan pursed her lips, clicked on the WeChat interface, and waited for Ming Siran to scan his QR code.

Ming Siran swept it, hooked the corners of his mouth, and praised it: "The little brother's avatar is so cute." ”

Su Zhan's face suddenly turned even redder, and he didn't know how to react, so he silently pulled up the zipper to cover half of his face and retracted into his seat.

Luo Qiao rolled her eyes and simply closed her eyes and went to sleep.

Halfway, she really fell asleep, her head shook back and forth with the car, Ming Siran held her head and looked at her leisurely, and the next second Luo Qiao's head suddenly fell down, Ming Siran seemed to have taken precautions, reached out to support it at the right time, and then rested her head firmly on her shoulder.

He looked down at her, curled her slightly messy hair behind her ear, and gently rubbed her face.

……

The car was very quiet, Su Zhan had a question to ask Luo Qiao, and when she turned around, she saw such a scene.

The man is kissing the woman, the movement is gentle, but every trace of breath that comes out of the body is extremely possessive.

The next moment, Ming Siran seemed to have discovered him, his eyes were dark and deep, but he didn't have any heart to be found out of anything bad, but instead smiled at him like a demon and made a shushing motion.

Seems to be saying...... Don't tell her.

Su Zhan's heart shook suddenly, and he hurriedly sat back in his seat, his heart beating like crazy.

He never dared to turn his head again.

When he was about to reach his destination, Luo Qiao woke up, and met Ming Siran's lazy and smiling peach blossom eyes at a glance.

She froze for a few seconds, then quickly sat up straight.

"I'm asleep?" She touched her face, shocked.

Ming Siran moved his shoulders, which were a little stiff, and said lazily: "No." It was I who fell asleep. ”

“……”

Luo Qiao simply turned his head and looked at the scenery outside the window.

When they arrived at the destination, the group separated, and Luo Qiao patted Su Zhan's shoulder: "I will contact you on WeChat in the future." ”

Su Zhan subconsciously looked at Ming Siran.

The man was in his trouser pocket, slender and lazy, sensing his gaze and raising his eyebrows slightly.

Su Zhan hurriedly nodded to Luo Qiao and said goodbye to them.

"The little milk dog brother is good." Luo Qiao looked at Su Zhan's back and sighed, feeling that she had been healed.

Ming Siran walked up to her with long legs, his eyes swept over her lips, and he said lazily: "Pretty sister is not bad." ”

Luo Qiao glanced at him suspiciously: ?

……

After that, the two went back to their respective companies, and they were very busy.

By the time it was over, it was almost a week later.

Tang Moqi and Ke Bozhou have closed Weibo comments, and their careers have plummeted, while Luo Qiao's favorability on the Internet is getting higher and higher, black spots do not exist, and the personality, appearance, and family background are impeccable, plus there is a cp with Ming Siran, and the fan base has become more and more spectacular in the past few days.

……

*

This afternoon.

Su Zhan slammed open the door of the lounge, and the sound made startled Zhou Hao, a friend from the same company who was lying inside.

"What's wrong with you? The face is so bad? Zhou Hao asked.

Su Zhan didn't speak, the young man's fair face turned red, his lips pursed, and his body was like a bow stretched to the extreme, tense to death.

Zhou Hao was just about to ask a few more questions, but a middle-aged man's arrogant sneer came from outside the door: "I'll tell you Su Zhan, don't think that your wings are hard, as long as the contract is still there, even if you die, you have to die here for me!" ”

Su Zhan's eyes were bloodshot, and his breath was fierce.

Zhou Hao hurriedly closed the door and pulled Su Zhan to sit down.