Luo Qiao is not short of money, although the master's assets are not a small amount even for the rich, but they are not attractive to Luo Qiao, since they are not attractive, there is only one reason why she is willing to do so.

His thank you must be said.

Luo Qiao didn't speak, indulging in any emotions is useless, things must be solved when they happen, people always have to move forward, she doesn't want Shen Jikong's assets, then she can only be divided by his parents, she can indeed choose not to, but ......

The silent, pale face of the man stared at her appeared in front of her.

She pursed her lips and looked away.

As if she owed him.

Luo Qiao said lightly: "Let's go, go through the inheritance procedures." ”

……

Shen Jikong's assets are huge, all kinds of procedures are extremely cumbersome, and all affairs such as funerals have been busy for several days.

That evening, she finally signed the last word and took the car back to the hotel.

"You've done a great job." Shen Jikong's subordinate named Zhou Xu opened the car door for Luo Qiao, looked at her obviously tired face, and said, "This matter is basically over, if there is a problem in the future, I will come to you again." ”

Shen Jikong was gone, and he obviously treated Luo Qiao as respectfully as Shen Jikong.

Luo Qiao nodded, walked into the hotel, watched Zhou Xu press the elevator for herself, and when the elevator door opened, she raised her legs and walked in.

"You walk slowly."

Luo Qiao leaned against the elevator wall, her body relaxed, and she closed her eyes a little unsupportively, and her sleepiness surged.

For dozens of seconds, she leaned on the elevator and almost fell asleep, until the door opened with a ding, she frowned slightly, her eyes widened, and she walked out with her legs raised.

Wu Fang and Ruize have their own jobs, and they have now left the country, and her brother has not been there for the past two days, and the whole hotel is even more empty.

Luo Qiao took out the room card from her bag and raised her hand to open the door.

As soon as her hand was raised, the room card slipped out of her hand and fell to the ground, she paused, leaned over helplessly to pick it up, and just stretched out her arm, a white and slender hand picked up the room card one step ahead of her.

Luo Qiao turned his head sideways, and saw the man's delicate and noble side face.

Ming Siran lowered his eyelids slightly, put the room card to the sensor position to open the door, his complexion was very white, and from her angle, he could see his neat jawline, his temperament was a little alienated when he didn't speak, and his whole body felt cold and sexy.

As if sensing her gaze, the man's eyes moved slightly, and his gaze turned to hers.

Those dark eyes did not allow a little light, and they were dark and dull, as if they were trying to suck people in.

After looking at her for a few seconds, Ming Siran retracted his gaze, and couldn't see any emotion on his face, so he pressed down and opened the door.

Luo Qiao followed him in.

In the twilight, he didn't turn on the lights for a while, and the dim light shrouded in from all directions, and his slender and straight figure seemed to be covered with a faint shadow.

Tilted his head to look at her, "Take a bath?" ”

Luo Qiao came back to his senses, put the bag down, and nodded at him: "...... Well. ”

Ming Siran went to the bathroom to put water on her.

Luo Qiao took off her high heels and put on soft slippers, the whole person was in a state of sleepiness, but because of him, she forced herself to cheer up a little.

After a while, Ming Siran walked out of the bathroom, put down his sleeves, and said casually without looking up: "Okay, let's go." ”

Luo Qiao looked at him for a moment, and then after he walked over, she raised her leg and walked over to him in a few steps.

Ming Siran's footsteps paused as she walked over.

The man was nearly a head taller than her, and at this moment he stood in front of her because of her sudden appearance, and his eyes were lowered to her.

Ming Siran lowered his eyes and looked at people very sexy, especially in such a casual state now.

Luo Qiao tiptoed and tilted her head slightly.

“……”

For nearly a few seconds, Luo Qiao raised her face and did not get a response.

？

She raised her eyes and met the man's gaze, and he asked her, "What's wrong?" ”

“……”

Ming Siran walked around her and went to get the watch that was resting on the table, just as a phone rang, he took it out of his trouser pocket and pressed answer.

Then there are the long calls about work.

Luo Qiao was bored, took the clothes from the closet, and went into the bathroom.

After a while, the sound of water running in the bathroom could be heard.

Ming Siran lifted his eyelids and glanced at them on the way to answer the phone, and the peach blossom eyes couldn't see any emotion, then looked away and continued the call.

Luo Qiao washed for half an hour, changed her clothes and dried her hair, the hot wind of the hair dryer blew her even more sleepy, and she didn't bother to continue after she was in a half-dry state, put the hair dryer directly into the drawer, and went out.

Ming Siran had already finished making the call, sitting on the sofa at the moment, still not turning on the lights, the bright and transparent floor-to-ceiling windows shone in, and his figure was immersed in shadows, showing a deeper outline.

Luo Qiao muttered why she didn't turn on the light, and turned on a small lamp at hand, which was not too bright, she looked up at him, and was surprised to find that Ming Siran was actually smoking at the moment.

The man nestled in the sofa, a little lazy and lazy, with a cigarette between his white fingers, and the smoke made his expression a little blurred.

Luo Qiao stepped on the soft slippers and walked over, took the cigarette from between his fingers, and the thin white warm fingers rubbed against his, Ming Siran motionless and let her move, her eyes were slightly deep.

"When did you learn it?" Luo Qiao glanced at him and frowned, they grew up together, and then they fell in love, she knew it, Ming Siran never touched these things.

Ming Siran leaned back, didn't speak, looked a little lazy, just looked at her.

It was quiet in the room, and he didn't say a word.

That look was sexy.

Luo Qiao stretched out his hand, handed over the cigarette with a stiff face, "Do you still smoke it?" ”

Ming Siran stared at her for a few seconds, and then leaned over without saying a word, as if he wanted to bite directly.

Luo Qiao hissed lightly, directly stretched out his other hand and pinched his face, stopping him: "You really dare to suck!" ”

It's the other way around.

Ming Siran was pinched by her face, and he didn't resist, hearing this, he laughed softly, and the sexy laughter overflowed from his throat, invisibly teasing people's nerves, he was in a lazy state at the moment, and Peach Blossom looked at her: "It's not my wife, and you still want to take care of me." ”

Luo Qiao directly extinguished the cigarette, and glanced at him when he heard the words: "What's the matter, if it's a girlfriend, I can't control you?" ”

Ming Siran folded his long legs and did not speak.

From his eyes to his hands casually on the sofa, every inch of the man's body at this moment is full of desire.

The quieter the room, the more Luo Qiao felt that he was so abrasive.

She looked at him for a moment and leaned over to him: "Ming Siran......"