The soft big bed sank together, and before Luo Qiao could make a move, the man's slender body pressed down, and he propped himself up on top of her, staring at her expression.

After a while, he laughed lowly: "Scold, I'll listen to you if you scold again?" ”

said so, but his eyes that looked at her casually clearly said that he dared to scold again and did you here.

Luo Qiao abandoned her eyes, he unhurriedly pinched her chin to twist her face, forcing her to meet his eyes, his voice was low and soft, and there was a kind of gentleness in it: "Qiaoqiao, I didn't bring you back to listen to you say these words." ”

At such a close distance, the man's thin hot breath brushed the side of her face, bringing a little itch.

Luo Qiao unconsciously shrank back, her brows furrowed: "Shen Jikong, you let me go back." ”

He looked at her face and said leisurely: "Well, then it's easier for you to kill me directly." ”

Kill......

Luo Qiao thought, if he could.

As if seeing what she was thinking, Shen Jikong's thin lips curved in a beautiful arc, found her hand, and pressed it against the position of her heart.

Luo Qiao felt the man's steady heartbeat pass to her fingertips through the thin shirt, Shen Jikong looked into her eyes, and said in a low voice: "It's a pity that your shot didn't kill me at the beginning, and I will never have a chance in the future." ”

The room was quiet, and the sound of his heartbeat was distinctly distinct.

Luo Qiao took a breath and kicked him directly, but the man had already taken precautions and easily suppressed her, looking at her expression, he slowly lowered his head and leaned over: "I'll help you find that man, you will accompany me obediently for a lifetime, isn't it?" ”

When these words fell, Luo Qiao's nerves seemed to be stabbed by a thin needle, she raised her head suddenly, and her fingers tightened suddenly.

Shen Jikong didn't seem to notice her emotions, and continued: "Does that person surnamed Ming know about that? His voice was low and slow, and every word seemed to bewitch: "Will you let him know?" ”

Luo Qiao was silent, but her breathing was a little chaotic.

He rubbed her lightly and said softly, "Accompany me, I'm the most suitable for you, huh?" ”

……

Coming out of the room, Shen Jikong straightened his cuffs, a large piece of sunlight poured in through the glass window, coating a layer of light around him, he walked unhurriedly, the black shirt lined his face delicately and coolly, with a different kind of beauty.

The whole person has a completely different feeling from Ming Siran.

Looking out the sunny window, he was in a rare happy mood.

At dinner time, the air in the restaurant was a little quiet.

Whether it was the maid or the subordinates, they couldn't help but secretly raise their eyes, looking at the scene in the restaurant, their expressions were shocked that was difficult to hide.

I saw that their noble and elegant young master, who had nothing to do with fireworks, was personally peeling shrimp for women, with slender fingers like jade, lazy and lazy posture, and every gesture was full of charm.

They could even discern a hint of pampering in his cold and cold eyebrows.

Spoiled!!

Everyone was shocked by the two words that suddenly popped up in their minds, what kind of scene is this rare in a century?

The cold-blooded and ruthless master would actually show such a look, is the sky about to fall!

However, what shocked them even more was still behind, only to see that the tempting shrimp meat had just been put on the plate, and in the next second, it was directly picked up by the woman and thrown aside mercilessly!