On the other end of the video call, Ming Siran was obviously exhausted from the continuous work. Luo Qiao leaned back on the bed and looked at the man's slightly bloodshot eyes. She pursed her lips and said softly, " "Ming Siran,"
The man changed his posture, and his voice was very low and casual, but it was very touching."What?"
"Don't call me at night anymore."
Ming Siran paused in his actions and looked up at her with his dark, deep gaze. "What's wrong?"
"It's too late," He would be very tired.
Ming Siran calculated the time on Luo Qiao's end and narrowed his eyes.
Eight o 'clock. Was that very late?
Luo Qiao looked at his slightly furrowed brows and tired expression and urged him softly, " alright, I'm going to take a shower. You should rest early.
Ming Siran was silent for a moment. He looked at her deeply for a few moments, and under her urging, he finally reached out to hang up and ended the video call.
On the other side, Luo Qiao saw him hang up and put down her phone. She took some clothes from the closet and went into the bathroom.
In the next few days, even when Ming Siran called Luo Qiao, in order not to disturb his rest, she would only chat with him briefly before urging him to end the call.
After a few times, Ming Siran seemed to have understood what she was up to and stopped calling her every day.
Luo Qiao felt slightly more at ease.
On Wednesday, Luo Qiao finished her work early. She had just taken a shower and put on a face mask when her phone rang.
She took a look and saw that it was Ming Siran.
Luo Qiao did some calculations and realized that it had been four days since he last called.
It's been four days.
Her bad mood for the past few days suddenly lifted. She smiled unconsciously and picked up the phone with her fair fingers.
"Hello?"
Ming Siran's voice sounded lazy and hoarse. "It's me."
"You're not asleep yet?" Luo Qiao asked in a light voice.
In the villa back in China, Ming Siran had just returned. His exquisite eyes reeked of alcohol, adding a hint of demonic aura to them. He held onto the railing and walked up the stairs.
His leather shoes made a dull sound as he stepped on the stairs.
Upon hearing Luo Qiao's question, he grunted in acknowledgment and removed his tie with a frown. He then pushed the door open and entered the room.
Luo Qiao heard the commotion on his end and couldn't help but ask, " "What are you doing? Just came back?"
"Little sister Qiao Qiao, Huahua."
"I'm here," Luo Qiao replied in surprise.
Ming Siran lay down on the bed, his spotless white shirt making him look clean and handsome. His eyes were half-closed, and he muttered a few words softly and gently, " "My pretty Pixiu"
……
She held her phone, her heart thumping heavily because of his words.
Her eyes seemed to be filled with Starlight, and she couldn't help but smile.
"Yingluo," she replied.
Meanwhile, in the villa, Ming Siran's fingers twitched. He seemed to have touched something, and a series of loud cracking sounds followed.
As Luo Qiao listened to the commotion on his end, her thoughts were interrupted and she asked, " "What was broken?"
"Who knows," Ming Siran replied.
From his teasing tone,
Luo Qiao finally realized something. Siran, did you drink? " she asked.
Ming Siran did not realize that he had dropped the lamp. He turned over, his eyes still closed as he held onto his phone, and said in a low voice, " "Yes, brother drank."
"How much did you drink?"
Ming Siran did not answer, his voice low and slow as he said, " "I'm drunk."
For some reason, when she heard this, Luo Qiao's heart suddenly softened a little.
She took off the mask and subconsciously lowered her voice."Then, Yueyue, you should sleep early since you're drunk."
He heard this and didn't say anything for a long time.
Luo Qiao glanced at her phone and saw that the call was still ongoing. She thought that he had fallen asleep from exhaustion and was about to end the call. Just as she placed her hand on the end of the line, she heard a low voice from the other end of the line, " "You don't even take the initiative to like me, Yingluo."
Luo Qiao's movements came to a sudden halt. For a moment, she didn't react to his words and subconsciously replied, " "What?"
Ming Siran's voice was muffled, as if he was very far away. ran ran didn't want to call me either.
Luo Qiao was slightly taken aback.
"It's not that I'm unwilling," she said after she came back to her senses.
She just thought that he would be tired and didn't want him to be so tired.
However, when he heard her, he snorted in a low voice. It was the kind of disdainful and arrogant snort, as if she had said something ridiculous.
Luo Qiao: " Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
She took a light breath and opened her eyes slightly. She looked at her phone and felt a little strange.
She wanted to laugh, but her heart was also itching.
She really rarely saw this side of him.
The usual Ming Siran always had a lazy and unhurried look on his face. Most of the time, he was just trying to make her happy, but he rarely lost his composure. From the time they met to the time they fell in love, all the way until now, he seemed to have shown his perfect side to her. But now, for some reason, he gave Luo Qiao the feeling that he was easy to bully.
He seemed to be complaining about her wailing.
Luo Qiao pursed her lips, her heart itching. Siran? "
In the beginning, he ignored her.
"Siran?" Luo Qiao continued to call out his name.
He then lazily replied, " "Yes."
"Let's video call."
“……”
Luo Qiao's tone was a little coaxing, " "Alright?"
Ming Siran slowly opened his eyes.
On the other side, Luo Qiao was already eagerly making a video call to him.
After more than ten seconds, the other party slowly picked up the call.
At first, the image was a little blurry, but after a while, Luo Qiao finally saw Ming Siran's face.
His hair was a little messy, probably because he had been lying on the bed just now. There was a light mark on his fair face.
His dark eyes were fixed on the camera, and he had no expression on his face.
Looking at him like this, Luo Qiao felt an inexplicable urge to laugh. She even softened her tone and said, " "What are you doing now?"
"Video call you," he said.
Luo Qiao wanted to laugh even more. His serious tone urged her to move her fingers and she couldn't help but record the video call.
She felt that this scene would be very precious in the future.
After doing all this, Luo Qiao couldn't help but look up at him and ask, " "Siran Wanwan, are you very unhappy with me?"
Ming Siran's peach-shaped eyes were beautiful and delicate. He stared at the fair woman in the camera, his Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he said, " "No, I didn't,"
"But you just said that I won't take the initiative to like you."
"I'm telling the truth," Ming Siran replied.
"Then what do I have to do to make you think that I'm taking the initiative?" Luo Qiao asked gently.
As soon as she finished speaking, Ming Siran fell silent. He lowered his eyes and did not say a word for a long time. From the angle of the photo, she could see his fine and long eyelashes, which were even longer than hers.