Jiang Qingyu looked at Luo Qiao with a smile, her eyes glanced inadvertently, and her eyes paused slightly.

She looked at him, and the smile on her face gradually began to solidify.

Ming Siran walked from a distance, there was no light, he seemed to step on the darkness all the way, step by step on the tip of people's hearts.

Jiang Qingyu's breathing was a little difficult, she stood up slightly straight, turned her head, and swept the hair on the side of her ear with her hand, which was a subconscious action.

However, the man didn't even look at her, and even said that as soon as he appeared, there was only Luo Qiao in his eyes, as if he was back then, walking towards her.

The familiar, sexy and deep voice smiled and said slowly: "Pretty sister, my brother is here to pick you up." ”

Jiang Qingyu felt that the tip of her heart was clenched by a pair of hands, and the feeling of suffocation came to her, she slowly bit her lower lip, and the dark night covered her figure a little, and she couldn't see the look on her face clearly.

Luo Qiao didn't speak, her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was caught in some memory, unable to extricate herself.

Ming Siran looked at her emotions, his eyebrows moved imperceptibly, and he reached out to shake her hand.

Luo Qiao looked up in surprise and saw that it was him, and the panic of that second gradually disappeared.

Seeing her expression quietly in his eyes, Ming Siran squinted slightly, clasped her hand and pulled her a little closer, lowered her eyes, and said in a low and pleasant voice: "Is it cold?" ”

Luo Qiao shook his head, thought of something, and broke free from his hand.

However, Ming Siran did not let go, his eyes were lazy and lazy, but with a strong force that could not be refused.

"Ming Siran!" Luo Qiao looked up.

He hummed softly, "Yes." ”

Luo Qiao's eyelashes drooped slightly, her lips moved, and her voice couldn't feel emotion: "There are still others." ”

Ming Siran glanced at her, and then turned her gaze to the other person in her mouth unhurriedly, Jiang Qingyu felt his gaze coming, the tip of her heart twitched, she clenched her palm, and then raised her eyes.

After many years, seeing this pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes again, Jiang Qingyu was even breathing.

She made eye contact with him, opened her mouth, and was about to speak, but saw the man directly look away, such a bland, detached, and even unfamiliar look...... Jiang Qingyu was shocked, and the emotions buried deep in her heart were picked out at once.

She closed her eyes suddenly, took a breath, and said slowly, "Si Ran." ”

Ming Siran's eyebrows were lazy, and he felt that as the woman's voice fell, Luo Qiao beside him had a slight change in mood, his peach blossom eyes narrowed lightly, and he lazily lifted his eyelids, people who knew him would know that it was a rather dangerous signal, and he said lightly: "I'm very familiar with you?" Si Ran is also your name? ”

Jiang Qingyu looked at him: "I'm Jiang Qingyu, your high school classmate." ”

Ming Siran looked at her for a few seconds, retracted his gaze, looked at Luo Qiao again, and said casually: "Yes, I forgot." ”

Jiang Qingyu chuckled: "How could you forget, we ......"

Ming Siran took off her coat, didn't look at her, and wrapped Luo Qiao's petite body.

After that, he stood up straight and looked at Jiang Qingyu unhurriedly: "Do I have to remember you?" ”

“……”

The air was quiet, and Jiang Qingyu didn't speak for a while.

Ming Siran stretched out his hand to hug Luo Qiao and asked in a low voice, "Are you leaving?" ”

Luo Qiao nodded.

"Ming Siran." Jiang Qingyu stopped him from behind.

Luo Qiao paused, and Ming Siran stopped with her, tilted her head, her eyebrows twisted slightly, and her expression was slightly impatient.

Jiang Qingyu's gaze turned to Luo Qiao, slowly relaxed, and her tone was very light: "It's nothing, goodbye......"

Get in the car.

Luo Qiao didn't say a word, Ming Siran stared at her, and there was an indescribable meaning in her eyes.

Luo Qiao's chaotic thoughts were finally interrupted by his eyes that he couldn't ignore, and he had to turn his head: "What are you looking at?" ”

Ming Siran glanced at her a few times and smiled lazily: "Just in case, I will first show that I have nothing to do with any woman except you, whether mentally or physically." ”

Luo Qiao endured it and said, "...... Did I ask you? ”

"If you don't ask, I'll say more." Ming Siran lowered his eyes to look at her and chuckled lowly: "Otherwise, wouldn't I have even less chance." ”

“……”

Luo Qiao turned his head and didn't look at him again.

Ming Siran turned her face around and said leisurely, "What did you misunderstand?" Tell me about it. ”

Luo Qiao raised his head suddenly, and finally didn't know why he shut up again.

Ming Siran looked at her reaction: "Do you think I can't believe it?" ”

Luo Qiao: "...... I only believe what I see with my eyes. ”

"And what do you see?"

“……”

The space was quiet, and his deep and dark eyes always followed her, and he softly called her name: "Pretty and pretty." ”

Luo Qiao still didn't speak.

In this case, Ming Siran said quietly: "My brother is still a virgin." ”

Luo Qiao raised his head suddenly, and his cat's eyes widened slightly, as if he couldn't believe that he could say this without changing his face.

Ming Siran looked at her appearance, chuckled lightly, in a very pleasant tone, and he tilted his head slightly: "What are you shocked about?" ”

With a free hand, he touched her ear, his fingers slipped to her earlobe, and he gently pinched: "You are not going to be responsible for this matter?" Well? ”

Luo Qiao was ...... by his words The whole person is not good.

All the dull blockages brought by Jiang Qingyu just now disappeared, she reached out to pull his hand, but she didn't pull it away, she only felt that his fingers were hot and not light or heavy, as if they were rubbing her heart.

Ming Siran's fingers slid down her earlobe, landed on her face, and slowly brushed it down: "I only have you in my heart, from beginning to end." ”

He doesn't say love words, he is sultry enough, and when he talks about love, it makes people's heartstrings flutter and is difficult to parry.

Luo Qiao dodged to the side, and his fingers slid down and landed on her neck.

The woman's neck is slender and soft, with a secret sensuality, she does not wear a necklace, and the neck line is perfect and smooth, extending down to the delicate collarbone.

Ming Siran's fingers slid down her neck all the way.

He was completely unshy about his posture, his eyes became darker and darker, and Luo Qiao couldn't help but pull away his hand: "Don't move your hands and feet......"

Ming Siran chuckled, hooked her fingertips, and said in a casual and sexy voice: "What do you move?" ”

Without waiting for her to speak, he leaned closer, an ambiguous breath brushing her face, paused when he was only a stone's throw away from her lips, and chuckled slowly: "Do you want to move your mouth?" ”

The next second, without waiting for her to react, he kissed her directly.

Luo Qiao stepped back, but he grabbed his hand and pressed it to kiss it.

It wasn't until she was out of breath and raised her hand to smash him on the chest that he let go.