Jiang qingyin was looking at Luo Qiao with a smile on his face, but when he caught a glimpse of her, his gaze froze.
She looked at him, and the smile on her face gradually began to freeze.
Ming Siran walked over from a distance. There was no light there, and he seemed to be walking through the darkness, stepping on people's hearts.
Jiang qingyin's breathing was a little uneven. She stood up slightly, turned her head, and brushed her hair behind her ear subconsciously.
However, the man didn't even spare her a glance. It could even be said that the moment he appeared, there was only Luo Qiao in his eyes. Just like all those years ago, he walked towards her.
The familiar, sexy, deep voice laughed and said slowly, " "Little sister Qiao Qiao, big brother is here to pick you up."
Jiang qingyin felt her heart being clenched by a pair of hands, and a suffocating feeling overwhelmed her. She bit her lower lip slowly, and the dark night covered her figure a little, making it impossible to see her expression.
Luo Qiao didn't say a word. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she had fallen into a memory and was unable to extricate herself.
Ming Siran observed her emotions, and his brows twitched imperceptibly. He reached out to hold her hand.
Luo Qiao raised her head in shock. When she saw that it was him, the panic she felt for a second gradually disappeared.
Taking in her unmoved expression, Ming Siran narrowed his eyes slightly and pulled her closer. He lowered his gaze and said in a deep and melodious voice, " "Are you cold?"
Luo Qiao shook her head. She seemed to have thought of something and broke free from his grip.
However, Ming Siran did not let go. His eyes were lazy, but there was a strong force in them that allowed no refusal.
"Ming Siran!" Luo Qiao looked up.
"Yes," he replied softly.
Luo Qiao's eyelashes drooped slightly and her lips twitched. Her voice was emotionless as she said, " "There's someone else here."
Ming Siran glanced at her, then slowly turned his eyes to the other person she was talking about. Jiang qingyin felt his gaze on her and her heart twitched. She clenched her fists and looked up.
After so many years, Jiang qingyin's breathing became tight when she saw this pair of beautiful peach-shaped eyes again.
When she met his eyes, she opened her mouth and was about to say something, but the man looked away directly. Jiang qingyin was stunned by his calm, distant, and even unfamiliar eyes, and the feelings buried deep in her heart were suddenly picked out.
She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and said slowly, " "Siran,"
Ming Siran's expression was languid. He could feel a slight change in Luo Qiao's mood at the woman's words. His peach-shaped eyes narrowed slightly and he lifted his eyelids lazily. Those who knew him would know that this was a rather dangerous signal. He said indifferently, " "I'm close to you? Are you even allowed to call me Siran?"
I'm Jiang qingyin, " Jiang qingyin looked at him. I'm your high school classmate.
Ming Siran looked at her for a few seconds, then retracted his gaze and turned to Luo Qiao again. He said nonchalantly, " "Is that so? I forgot."
Jiang qingyin chuckled,"how could I forget? our Yingluo."
Ming Siran removed his jacket and wrapped it around Luo Qiao's petite body without looking at her.
After that, he stood up and looked at Jiang qingyin. "Do I need to remember you?"
“……”
The air was quiet, and Jiang qingyin did not speak for a while.
Ming Siran reached out to hold Luo Qiao and asked in a low voice, " "Shall we go?"
Luo Qiao nodded.
"Ming Siran," Jiang qingyin stopped him from behind.
Luo Qiao stopped in her tracks, and Ming Siran followed suit. He turned his head, his brows slightly furrowed, and his expression was one of impatience.
Jiang qingyin turned to look at Luo Qiao and slowly relaxed. She said in a calm tone, " "It's nothing. Goodbye, Yingluo."
They got into the car.
Luo Qiao didn't say a word. She just stared at her with an indescribable look in her eyes.
Luo Qiao's jumbled thoughts were finally interrupted by the look in his eyes that she could not ignore. She had no choice but to turn her head away."What are you looking at?"
Ming Siran looked at her a few times and laughed lazily. just in case, I'll make it clear that I have no relationship with any woman other than you, both mentally and physically.
"Zhenzhen, did I ask you?" she asked.
"If you don't ask, I'll tell you more." Ming Siran looked down at her and chuckled. "Otherwise, I would have no chance."
“……”
Luo Qiao turned her head away and didn't look at him again.
Ming Siran turned her face around and said slowly, " "Misunderstand what? Tell me about it. "
Luo Qiao jerked her head up, but for some reason, she kept her mouth shut.
you don't think I can be trusted? " Ming Siran asked, observing her reaction.
"Zhenzhen, I only believe what I see," replied Luo Qiao.
"Then what did your eyes see?"
“……”
The space was quiet, and his deep and dark eyes followed her all the time. He called her name softly, " "Qiao Qiao."
Luo Qiao remained silent.
Under such circumstances, Ming Siran spoke up, " "Brother is still a Virgin."
Luo Qiao suddenly raised her head, her cat-like eyes slightly widened, as if she couldn't believe that he could say this without a change in expression.
Ming Siran looked at her and chuckled. He said in a happy tone, " "What are you so shocked about?"
He freed one hand and touched her ear. His fingers slid down to her earlobe and pinched it gently."You don't plan to take responsibility for this? Hmm?"
Luo Qiao felt her entire body convulse at his words.
All the gloominess and suffocation caused by Jiang qingyin had disappeared completely. She reached out to pull his hand, but she could not pull it away. She only felt that the temperature of his fingers was burning. His strength, which was neither light nor heavy, seemed to be rubbing her heart.
Ming Siran's fingers slid down her earlobe and landed on her face. He stroked it slowly."You're the only one in my heart, from the beginning to the end."
He was already flirtatious enough even when he didn't say anything romantic, and when he did, it was even more so that it would make one's heartstrings tremble and hard to resist.
Luo Qiao dodged to the side and his fingers slid down, landing on her neck.
The woman's neck was slender and white, with a hidden sexiness. She was not wearing a necklace, and the line of her neck was perfect and smooth, extending all the way down to her delicate collarbones.
Ming Siran's fingers slid down her neck.
He didn't hold back at all and his eyes darkened. Luo Qiao couldn't help but push his hand away."Don't touch me, Yingluo!"
Ming Siran chuckled and hooked his fingers around hers, his voice lazy and sexy. "Then what should we touch?"
Without waiting for her to speak, he leaned in and his ambiguous breath brushed across her face. He stopped when his lips were only a few inches away from hers and slowly chuckled."Use your mouth?"
The next second, without waiting for her reaction, he kissed her directly.
Luo Qiao backed away, but he grabbed her hand and pressed it down on her, kissing her deeply.
He only let go of her when she was out of breath and hit his chest.