After the meal, Luo Qiao hugged Ruan Qiu and talked for a while, and when she saw that the clock pointed to half past eight, she was ready to leave.

was brought back by Luo Zelan.

The man lowered his eyes to her: "Where to go?" ”

Luo Qiao looked confused: "Go home." ”

"Besides this, where else is your home?"

“……”

Luo Zelan's voice was cold: "Are you married to Ming Siran, the place where he is is your home." ”

Luo Qiao immediately retorted: "I didn't marry him." ”

After looking at her for two seconds, Luo Zelan let go of her, his hand slipped into his trouser pocket, and said indifferently: "That's good." I thought you were really so fascinated by him that you forgot what your last name was. ”

Luo Qiao: "......"

He glanced at her lightly: "Go back." ”

Luo Qiao didn't move: "My things are still there." ”

"I'll buy you what you lack, go back."

“…… It was originally our home, and the trees I planted with my grandmother are still there, and I won't leave. ”

I heard the man sneer and glance at her: "If you don't leave, what do you get besides letting him take advantage of you?" Is the house given to you? ”

Luo Qiao: "......"

Luo Zelan grabbed her wrist and walked upstairs with long legs: "I want to find a way to deal with the house, you stay at home honestly during this time, and you are not allowed to go anywhere." ”

Luo Qiao was about to resist, the mobile phone in her pocket suddenly rang, she hurriedly took it out and took a look, it was Ming Siran.

Just as she was about to pick it up, a hand reached over and pulled her phone away.

“……”

Luo Zelan pressed the hands-free in front of her.

As soon as I answered, I heard the man's lazy and sexy voice on the other end: "Pretty sister, when will you come back?" ”

Luo Zelan glanced at Luo Qiao coldly.

The other party looked away humbly.

Luo Zelan retracted his gaze and opened his mouth: "Ming Siran." ”

Ming Siran's hand to make coffee, under the bright light, his facial features are exquisite, his eyebrows and eyes are lazy, after hearing this, his peach blossom eyes are slightly raised, outlining a good-looking arc, and he laughs in a tone of voice: "Listen to this voice, isn't this Brother Zelan?" ”

Luo Zelan was stimulated by his brother's words, and his temples jumped.

Ming Siran leaned on the edge of the table and said lazily: "Where is my pretty sister?" ”

Luo Zelan was completely angry, and the tip of his tongue pressed against his back molars: "Your sister?" ”

"Well, tell her that her son misses her." Ming Siran asked the little robot on the side: "Is it, 089?" ”

089's little milk voice replied obediently, "Yes, Dad." ”

Luo Zelan: ?

He took a breath, let go of Luo Qiao, raised his chin to unbutton a shirt, and said coldly: "Qiaoqiao will not go to you again in the future, since you broke up, don't bother her in the future." ”

Ming Siran stirred the coffee: "We used to fall in love, but you didn't agree, and we still talked for eight years." ”

In the quiet living room, Luo Qiao heard Ming Siran taunting his brother in no hurry: "We young people are in love, so don't you have too much to do, brother?" ”

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

She cautiously glanced at Luo Zelan's face, who was sneered angrily, and her voice was cold: "Then you can try to talk about it this time." ”

Hang up, and there was a deathly silence in the living room.

Luo Qiao swallowed her saliva, trying to reduce her presence.

Luo Zelan glanced at her and said lightly: "Go up." ”。

Luo Qiao didn't dare to touch his head at this time, and said obediently: "Okay." ”