Ming Siran reached out to tuck her slightly messy hair behind her ear, and said slowly, " "I do like you, but I can't do anything that will make you unhappy." "Or else you wouldn't want me even more." He caressed her face.
Luo Qiao wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her forehead against his. "I won't abandon you."
"Then you'll agree to be in a relationship with me, huh?"
Luo Qiao didn't say anything for a moment.
Ming Siran chuckled. Even when he was drunk, he still refused to let go.
Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard a very low voice."No,"
"I can't be in a relationship with you."
It's not that I don't want to, but I can't.
Ming Siran was taken aback. Suddenly, he felt a drop of moisture fall on his face. He looked up and saw Luo Qiao's teary eyes.
His pupils contracted in an instant.
But before he could react, Luo Qiao cupped his face in her hands and kissed him.
……
Everything was in a mess. Ming Siran heard her call him, " "Brother Siran, Huahua"
Ming Siran hummed softly in agreement.
"I'm so sleepy."
The man paused and said hoarsely, " "Don't sleep yet."
She seemed to respond, but not long after, Ming Siran heard her even breathing.
"Qiaoqiao?"
Luo Qiao didn't respond.
For the first time, Ming Siran experienced what it felt like to be better off dead than alive. He stared at her blushing face, and his Adam's apple bobbed."Qiaoqiao?"
The woman didn't even move.
“……”
The veins on his forehead twitched and he pushed her away gently. However, Luo Qiao seemed to be annoyed by the noise. She frowned and turned her back to him.
The air was still. Ming Siran closed his eyes and calmed himself down for more than ten seconds before he got up and covered her with the blanket.
He looked at her face.
The woman's face was red, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes.
The sentence 'I can't date you' rang in her mind again.
After a long while, Ming Siran slowly furrowed his brows.
What do you mean you can't do it?
The next morning.
Luo Qiao woke up and rubbed her throbbing head. Her gaze slowly fell on the man sitting on the sofa.
He supported his head with one hand and slightly bent his long legs. He fell asleep just like that.
Luo Qiao slowly got down from the bed, pulled out a blanket and gently draped it over his body.
She looked at him and was about to leave when she felt a grip on her wrist.
Luo Qiao turned around and saw Ming Siran slowly opening his eyes.
His eyes were dark and deep, making people not dare to look at him directly.
A moment later, his lips curled up slightly, and his voice was lazy and languid."Morning."
Luo Qiao,"Good Morning."
"Did you sleep well last night?"
"I'm alright," Luo Qiao scratched her head.
Ming Siran looked at her with a dangerous gaze. "Really? big brother didn't sleep well at all."
The scenes from last night flashed past his eyes, including the time when she fell asleep.
In an instant, Luo Qiao was speechless.
She coughed lightly and was about to change the topic when she heard him ask slowly, " "What do you mean you can't date me?"
"Huh?" Luo Qiao's eyes flashed.
The man looked at her without saying a word.
"Did I say that?" Luo Qiao laughed dryly. Without waiting for his answer, she pushed his hand away and walked to the bathroom. "I don't remember."
The man followed her and leaned against the door, his gaze falling on her face.
His gaze was filled with scrutiny and sizing up.