Luo Qiao wiped her mouth with a tissue and got up to leave.
When she passed by him, she was stopped.
Luo Qiao turned her head and saw his outstretched hand. Her eyes met with Ming Siran's, and she heard him laugh lazily."You're already his girlfriend, aren't you going to let him hold his hand?"
The word " girlfriend " came out of his mouth with a smile. It was lazy and sexy, stirring up an itch in one's heart.
Luo Qiao,"hehe."
She looked at the man's Jade-like slender fingers and paused for two seconds before she put her hand on them.
His fingers were warm, and he held it gently. His eyes were fixed on her. "You're so obedient."
Luo Qiao's ears heated up and she tugged at his hand, " "Are you still going to leave?"
How long would he have to sit here?
Ming Siran only got up lazily after she tugged him twice.
……
The netizens were still commenting on Luo Qiao's Weibo, asking her to treat Ming Siran better. Luo Qiao snuggled into the sofa and looked up at the man who was answering the phone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
Ming Siran was tall and slender, his figure handsome and tall. It was especially pleasing to the eye.
She suddenly recalled the first time she met him.
The Ming family was a big family, but it was a pity that the Ming couple both died more than ten years ago. The old master Ming lost his son and daughter-in-law in one night. It was difficult for him to accept the fact that he had to see his son die, so he adopted Ming Siran.
The young man, whose background was unknown and even his name was given by elder Ming, was not like this at the beginning. He was at a celebrity banquet and his appearance stood out. Once he entered the circle, he attracted everyone's attention. However, he was more silent most of the time and even had very few conversations with elder Ming.
Luo Qiao still remembered the first time she met him in the garden. She had bumped into him by accident and met his dark eyes that were so dark that not a single ray of light could penetrate through them. He had only glanced at her indifferently, almost indifferently, and ignored her apology in a low voice. He had turned and left.
After he left, old master Ming walked out. Seeing her confused look, he raised his hand and touched her head. Gently, he said, " "This brother has suffered a lot in the past and has a bad temper. Qiaoqiao, don't be calculative with him."
Luo Qiao still remembered herself shaking her head and saying in a childish voice, " "I won't!"
She could understand that good-looking people had a bad temper.
Just like her brother.
Moreover, this brother Siran was also extraordinarily good-looking.
After that, she came to the Ming family often. Old master Ming felt that it was good to have someone to talk to Ming Siran more. It was rare that Luo Qiao wasn't afraid of Ming Siran. Besides, Luo Qiao had been soft, cute, and warm since she was young. Just looking at her made his heart feel comfortable, so he often sent her home in a car.
Luo Qiao only remembered that Ming Siran didn't like to talk to her at the time. However, with her persistent and relentless efforts, he was finally won over by her.
The memories of the past flowed past her like flowing water. Luo Qiao looked at him for a while, then picked up her cell phone, turned it on camera mode, and aimed it at his back.
The man had one hand in his pocket and did not see what she was doing.
Luo Qiao clicked on the photo button, and then, an unusually clear and loud voice suddenly came from the quiet house, "
"Crack-"
The man who was on the phone paused and looked in her direction.
He was caught taking photos secretly.
Luo Qiao,"hehe."
Ming Siran looked at her without saying a word.
Luo Qiao quietly put away her phone and cleared her throat before sitting up a little straighter.
Ming Siran ended the call, then hung up and strode towards her.
He stared at her, his peach-shaped eyes containing a faint smile. what are you doing? "
"Zhenzhen didn't do anything," Luo Qiao replied.
Ming Siran leaned in closer and whispered in her ear with a pleasant chuckle, " "Secretly taking photos of big brother?"
“……”
He sat down beside her and asked slowly, " "Is big brother really that good looking?"
Luo Qiao,"hehe."
She suddenly missed the times when he was quiet.
Ming Siran reached out to loosen his collar. Luo Qiao glanced at him but didn't say anything. After a few seconds, she glanced back at him.
Ming Siran noticed it and raised an eyebrow."What's wrong?"
Luo Qiao slowly reached out and pulled his arm.
He was wearing a shirt. After unbuttoning his cufflinks, she rolled them up a few times and saw the clear scar on his arm.
The man's skin was on the pale side, which was very obvious.
Ming Siran knew what she was going to look at halfway through her actions, but he did not stop her.
Even though she had seen the scar the day before, Luo Qiao couldn't help but frown when she saw it. She pointed at it and said, " "Does it still hurt?"
Ming Siran's gaze fell on her face. Compared to the scar, her current expression affected his mood more.
"It doesn't hurt," he said softly, his lips curved.
However, less than a second after he said this, he added, " "Actually, a little."
Luo Qiao looked up.
He looked at her with a smile in his peach-like eyes."If only little sister Qiao Qiao could kiss me, then it might not hurt anymore."
The second after he finished speaking, he saw Luo Qiao lower her head.
Ming Siran was slightly taken aback. He had only wanted to tease her, but he did not expect her to feel so embarrassed. However, before he could even form that thought, he felt a sharp pain before his soft lips.
Ming Siran sensed what she was doing and his eyes curved slightly. A low chuckle rolled out from his throat, and his long fingers reached out to hold her chin. In a lazy and sexy voice, he said, " "Are you a puppy?"
Let him be.
Luo Qiao had bitten his arm, so naturally, she didn't bite him on the wound. She didn't bite too hard, and now that he was holding her chin, she had no strength left.
Ming Siran felt her soft lips touch her arm, bringing with them a moist sensation. His eyes darkened and his fingers gently rubbed her chin. Luo Qiao looked up and at the same time, she felt her vision go dark. The man lowered his head and pressed his lips against hers in place of his hand.
He had a clean and fresh scent on him. At such a close distance, his breath gradually invaded her.
At this moment, Luo Qiao suddenly heard his voice again, " "Does that Shen guy's injury make your heart ache?"
Luo Qiao was feeling a little dizzy from his kiss. When she heard him suddenly mention those three words, it took her two seconds to realize who he was talking about.
The image of his badly mangled arm flashed before his eyes.
She paused.
He kissed the corner of her lips and felt her reaction after he asked that question. He tightened his arms around her, and his usually lazy voice was particularly sexy and seductive at this moment, but there was also a hint of danger that was hard to detect. does his injury make your heart ache, or do my injuries make your heart ache, hmm? "
He didn't mention it not because he didn't care, but because he wasn't in a position to do so. He never forgot to wait here.
Perhaps it was because Luo Qiao didn't reply to him after a long while, but Ming Siran bit her lower lip. She let out a muffled groan and he carried her onto his lap.