He was stunned, and an indescribable feeling suddenly surged in his heart.

……

At ten o'clock, the reception ended.

Ming Siran took Luo Qiao out of it, and as soon as the wind blew, Luo Qiao's already dizzy brain became even more unclear.

She turned to look at the man beside her.

Ming Siran loosened his tie, his expression was lazy, he noticed her gaze, and his bony hand reached over and touched her head gently.

Luo Qiao couldn't do it in an instant.

She leaned over and fixed her eyes on him.

Ming Siran's long eyelashes drooped slightly, and his peach blossom eyes smiled: "What?" ”

"I want you to carry me."

As soon as she got drunk, she became a coquette, Ming Siran almost understood, he walked in front of her, squatted down connived, Luo Qiao immediately jumped up, wrapped his hand around his neck, and pressed his hot cheeks next to his face.

The driver followed them in a car, there were not many people on the road, and the temperature was comfortable.

Luo Qiao put her lips to his ear and whispered, "Tell you a secret." ”

"Huh?"

"I like you."

Ming Siran lowered his eyes and smiled: "You don't like it." ”

Luo Qiao continued: "I like you. ”

He didn't speak this time.

Luo Qiao rubbed his face like a kitten: "Really." ”

Although it wasn't her true words, Ming Siran had to admit that he was still coaxed by her sweet words, and his voice was doting: "Then you say it to my brother a few more times." ”

Luo Qiao wrapped her hands in a circle, put them around her mouth, and lengthened her tone: "I like you-"

"I like you very much—"

A low laugh of sensual pleasure rolled out of the man's throat, he tilted his head slightly, and his voice was gentle and affectionate: "I like you too." ”

……

When she got home, Ming Siran took her hand and took her back to her room: "Rest early." ”

Luo Qiao didn't let him go, and reached out to hug his waist: "Don't go." ”

Ming Siran couldn't do anything about her.

It is abrasive when you are sober, and even more abrasive when you are not sober.

He didn't leave, and let her hold him like this.

Luo Qiao hugged him for a while and was not honest, so she stood on tiptoe and began to kiss him.

Ming Siran could stand it at first, but he couldn't do it later, he turned his head to the side and ducked, and laughed in a dumb voice: "Spare me, pretty guy." ”

Such a weak and powerless voice, the moment Luo Qiao heard it, she instantly felt that her brain was even less sober, she swallowed her throat, and pushed the man to her bed with a force.

Ming Siran's eyes were already so dark that he stared at her with restraint and forbearance, he licked his dry lips and whispered, "Really, you should sleep." ”

Luo Qiao didn't make a sound, stared at his Adam's apple that slid up and down, and leaned up.

Ming Siran's whole body shook, tilted his head slightly, and a sexy muffled snort rolled out of his throat, making people's ears hot.

"I'm going to sleep with you." Her lips slowly slid into his ear and she hugged him.

Ming Siran's peach blossom eyes were a thin red at the end of his eyes, like a demon who had fallen into the world, he put his hand on the woman's waist, his breathing was tight, and he didn't answer for a while.

Luo Qiao was still coquettish around his neck: "Okay?" Good no good? ”

Ming Siran closed his eyes and said for a while: "It's not good." ”

"Why not?"

Ming Siran pulled her away, looked at her confused eyes, was silent for two seconds, and replied slowly in a dumb voice: "...... You wake up and regret it. ”

Luo Qiao blinked, "I won't regret it." ”

“……”。

Luo Qiao: "Don't you like me?" ”