Luo Qiao frowned, looked at his hand for a long time, didn't move, didn't know what he was thinking.

Shen Jikong didn't urge her, so she looked so tidy.

For a while, when Shen Jikong thought that she would not take the initiative, Luo Qiao twisted her eyebrows, and reluctantly stretched out her hand, the man's eyes moved, and her slightly cool fingers were slowly clenched, this feeling was enough for him to do anything for her, he thought, as long as Luo Qiao didn't run away from him.

……

During the two days of monitoring Shen Jikong, Ming Siran's subordinates found that the young young master of the Shen family was a two-point line between the company and the family every day, and there were almost no flaws, and the manor was guarded very strictly, and even the servants were strictly screened.

"However, there is news that he has recently picked out a ring and a wedding dress, and it seems that he is about to marry his girlfriend."

When Ming Siran heard this, he raised his eyes: "Girlfriend? Who is his girlfriend? ”

"I don't know, he's never taken it out." The subordinates glanced at Ming Siran: "Ming is always suspicious ......"

Ming Siran looked cold, stared at the floor-to-ceiling window in front of him, and after a few seconds, he said slowly: "Since Mr. Shen is getting married, in order to show the sincerity of cooperating with him, a wedding gift is always given." ”

The subordinate was stunned, then understood, and immediately said, "Yes, I'll go and prepare." ”

……

The afternoon sun shines on the body, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

Luo Qiao lay on the recliner, holding sunglasses to block the dazzling sunlight.

Suddenly feeling a little wet and itchy on her fingers, she turned her head sideways, and suddenly saw a fluffy little milk dog licking her.

Luo Qiao met its black innocent eyes, and her heart was poked at once, she had never had any resistance to this little fluffy thing.

Luo Qiao sat up, held the little milk dog in her arms and rubbed it, touched its little head, and unconsciously bent the corners of her mouth: "Who brought you here?" ”

At this time, a head popped up next to him, and he whispered with some trepidation: "Luo ...... Miss Luo ......"

Luo Qiao looked at the appearance of this little maid, understood, and asked softly, "This is your dog?" ”

The maid was not very old, met her gaze, and quickly lowered her eyes: "Two days ago...... ...... picked up outside"

Luo Qiao beckoned her to come over.

The two teased the puppy for a while, and the little maid couldn't help but glance up at Luo Qiao.

The woman has a slender neck, a cold white complexion, and is delicate and beautiful everywhere on her body.

No wonder the master likes her.

Maybe it was because she looked more intimate at the moment, the little maid pursed the corners of her lower lip and asked boldly, "Why doesn't Miss Luo like the master?" ”

Luo Qiao's hand touching the dog's head paused slightly, her slender white fingers brushed its soft fluff, raised her eyelids, and asked unhurriedly, "Why do I have to like him." ”

Touching her gaze, the little maid hurriedly lowered her head, and her voice was so small that she was almost inaudible: "...... Because, I think the master is very good to you. ”

Since she came to this manor, she has never seen her master treat anyone like this, Luo Qiao is not angry no matter what she does, she can't wait to give her the best things in the world.

If I had to say it, I shouldn't have trapped her.

Luo Qiao lowered her eyelids slightly, unable to tell whether she was happy or unhappy at the moment.

The little maid pursed her lips, looked at her face cautiously, and said in a low voice: