Luo Qiao thinks it shouldn't be.

Do colds develop so fast?

She reached out and touched his forehead, which didn't seem to be very hot.

"Is there anything else you're uncomfortable with?" She asked with a frown.

Is it some other disease?

Ming Siran glanced at her: "No." ”

“…… I'll call my GP to come and see you. ”

Ming Siran clasped her waist in this position, and her voice was hoarse and casual: "No." After a pause, he said, "It's really just a cold." ”

Does a cold make him unsteady on his feet?

Luo Qiao didn't believe it, and after helping him sit down, she went outside to contact his family doctor.

At this time, Luo Qiao's mobile phone on his desk vibrate, and a message appeared on the screen: Miss Luo, are you almost there?

Ming Siran narrowed his eyes.

Luo Qiao was not in the room, he took her mobile phone without any sense of morality and easily unlocked it.

Luo Qiao's lock screen password has always been 1122, which has been her habit for many years.

He clicked on the message, and his slender fingers began typing:

The ex-boyfriend is sick and is accompanying him, and he may have to arrive late.

After sending it, he deleted the message record, put the phone in its original place, and leaned lazily against the head of the bed.

After a while, Luo Qiao ran back to the room: "I actually forgot to take my phone." ”

She picked it up and was just about to leave, when her phone vibrate.

Luo Qiao was stunned for a moment and clicked on this message.

Mr. Chen: Miss Luo, you may not be my ideal person, sorry, but we still don't want to meet.

Luo Qiao: ????

She immediately dialed Mr. Chen's phone, but it didn't ring twice, and the other party hung up on her directly.

Luo Qiao suddenly got angry: "This person is insane? What do you do all of a sudden? ”

Ming Siran glanced at her, and her tone was sexy and lazy: "What's wrong?" ”

Luo Qiao said indignantly: "I met a psychopath!" ”

Obviously, he said it well yesterday, but today she is suddenly not his ideal object, and is there any gentlemanly demeanor?

Ming Siran's long legs are folded, and every part of his body reveals a sultry atmosphere: "Really? He's not a thing. ”

Luo Qiao nodded: "Yes!" It's not a thing! ”

She glanced at him angrily and said strangely, "You seem to be in good spirits now?" ”

"It feels so much better."

"So fast?"

Ming Siran wrote lightly: "Young, good health. ”

“……”

She held her phone: "Then I still call the doctor?" ”

"No, you don't."

"......" Luo Qiao looked at him inexplicably for a while, and when he saw that he really didn't look uncomfortable, he frowned and left in confusion.

After Luo Qiao left, Ming Siran took out his mobile phone and sent a message back to Luo Qianheng: It's solved.

Luo Qianheng: It is worthy of my future son-in-law! [thumbs up]

Ming Siran: \( ̄) ̄)/

*

And over the weekend, something big happened.

At one o'clock in the morning, Luo Qiao's Weibo suddenly posted a photo

The man in the photo is sunny and handsome, with a tall figure, but at a glance it can be seen that he is taking a candid photo.

The most important thing is that the man she secretly photographed is Ke Bo Zhou.