At this moment, on the other side of the bed, a woman was lying there. Her black hair was scattered all over the bed, making her face look even more fair and delicate. She opened her clear eyes, which were slightly curved, and greeted him softly,""Good evening, brother Siran ~~"
Her voice was soft and gentle, like an alluring demon.
Ming Siran stopped in his tracks.
For a moment, he thought he was hallucinating.
Then, Luo Qiao stood up and smiled at him,""I'm back,"
Ming Siran's eyes moved slightly before he slowly came back to his senses and looked up at her.
The room was extremely quiet and Ming Siran did not speak for a long time. Luo Qiao blinked and saw the man's dazed expression. She couldn't help but wave her hand in front of his eyes and chuckled,""What's wrong? why are you in a daze?"
Ming Siran's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, his eyes as dark as overturned ink. He caught her hand that was waving wildly in front of him, and his voice was deep and hoarse."Qiaoqiao?" The tone of his voice was a little uncertain.
The man's fingers were slightly cold, in stark contrast to her hands, which were warm from being under the blanket for a long time.
Luo Qiao saw that he was still in a daze and was looking straight at her. She then thought about how he had been so cold to her recently because she wanted to rush back today and was busy with work. She couldn't help but kiss him on the cheek and said softly, " "Yes, it's me, Yingluo."
The moment she finished speaking, the man's fingers suddenly tightened and he pulled her into his arms!
His strength was a little out of control, and Luo Qiao's entire body almost crashed into his solid chest.
She was stunned for a moment before she reacted. She bent her eyes and reached out to wrap her arms around his waist. Her voice was relaxed as she couldn't help but tease, " what's the matter, brother Siran? why are you so happy to see me? "
Ming Siran did not tease her like before. He held her in his arms and buried his head in her fragrant hair, his arms exerting a lot of strength.
The more he didn't speak, the more one could sense his fluctuating emotions. Luo Qiao wanted to get up from his arms to see his face at the moment, but he didn't let her. He pressed his hand on her back, his breathing a little tight.
Luo Qiao recalled what day it was and her expression changed slightly. She was no longer in a hurry and let him hold her.
After about two to three minutes, Ming Siran recovered and let go of her. He lowered his eyes to look at her, his voice still hoarse."Why did you come back?"
Having figured out some things, Luo Qiao felt a lot more relaxed at the moment, especially when she saw the way he looked at the moment. Her heart softened and she couldn't help but move closer to him. Her voice was soft and her tone was so gentle that it was close to coaxing, " "I miss you."
I miss you.
Ming Siran looked at her steadily, his expression as if he was unable to react to her words.
Looking at him like this, Luo Qiao wanted to laugh for a moment. But when she recalled his feelings for her, her smile faded and she felt her heart ache.
She leaned over and kissed the corner of his lips again, her voice warm. "I just got off the plane an hour ago. I haven't had dinner yet."
Ming Siran looked down at her and said softly, " "I'll make it for you."
He quickly got up from the bed and went to change his clothes.
Luo Qiao remained on the bed. Her eyes twitched, and she sneakily took out a small box from her pocket. She looked around, thought for a moment, and finally hid it under Ming Siran's pillow.
She coughed lightly and touched her neck. Her white earlobes were a little red.
Ming Siran got dressed and came out. He saw Luo Qiao on the bed looking in a certain direction in a daze and said, " "What's wrong? What are you thinking about?"
Luo Qiao quickly came back to her senses. As she looked at the man's handsome and perfect face, she felt the heat on her face deepen. She avoided his eyes and got off the bed. n-nothing.
Ming Siran glanced at her, his gaze falling on her bare feet. He furrowed his brows slightly, then turned back to the dressing room and took out a pair of soft and clean slippers. He walked up to her, bent down, and put them on for her.
Luo Qiao put her hand on his shoulder and looked down at his focused eyes. She felt the last bit of hesitation in her heart disappear at that moment. She took the opportunity to hug him as he got up and said gently, " "Brother Siran, why are you so nice?"
Ming Siran naturally held her by the waist and laughed, his voice as lazy as ever. "If you think brother is good, then marry him."
It had become a habit of his, so he naturally did not expect any response from her.
As usual, Luo Qiao did not say anything.
Ming Siran did not mind, but when he held her hand, he seemed to hear her Mutter, " "I'll give you something else today."
He looked at her suspiciously, but Luo Qiao had already looked away. There was nothing else on her face.
Ming Siran was stunned for a moment, suspecting that he had misheard, but he quickly looked away.
When they arrived downstairs, Ming Siran rolled up his sleeves and started cooking for her. Luo Qiao sat at the dining table with her hand on her chin, looking at the man's tall and straight back, her two long legs tapping lightly on the ground.
His expression was gentle and he smiled.
Ten minutes later, Ming Siran served a simple dinner. He pulled out a chair and sat opposite her, watching her eat.
Luo Qiao was indeed hungry. Looking at the food he had made, her appetite was piqued and she buried her head in the food.
Seeing her like this, Ming Siran's lips curled up into a smile. He leaned back lazily, but unlike at the wine table, the coldness he exuded had disappeared, leaving only gentleness and sloppiness.
The temperature in the empty villa had increased with Luo Qiao's return.
Ming Siran stared at her unblinkingly. After a while, he saw her put down her chopsticks and said, " "Are you full?"
Luo Qiao took a sip of water from the cup and nodded. "Yes."
Ming Siran looked at her for a moment, then stood up and tidied up the things on the table. "Then let's go upstairs and take a bath first."
Luo Qiao put down her cup and followed after him. She hugged him from behind and said, " "Then I'll have to trouble brother Siran."
Although Ming Siran didn't know what was wrong with Luo Qiao today, perhaps it was out of sympathy, or perhaps it was because she was in a good mood, but it was undoubtedly a good thing that she was willing to be so close to him.
"Go," he said with a smile.
Luo Qiao turned around and ran up the stairs. After a few steps, she turned around and went to her room first. She opened her closet and took out her clothes.
She picked from that row for a long time and hesitated on the color. In the end, she reached out and chose the one with the least cloth. She wrapped it in her arms and sneakily ran upstairs.
After entering Ming Siran's room, she headed straight for the bathroom and slammed the door shut.
When Ming Siran went upstairs and heard the sound of water from his bathroom, he was surprised for a moment.