His white shirt was spotless, and his eyes were half-closed. The way he leaned over to kiss her was extremely sexy.
Luo Qiao's lipstick touched his lips and her throat moved. Her fair fingers landed on the corner of his mouth and wiped it, mumbling, " "I rubbed against Yingluo."
He glanced at it, then laughed.
Luo Qiao's heart skipped a beat.
Ming Siran did not care. He lifted her face and continued to kiss her. "Is that so?"
Luo Qiao didn't know how to describe him in this state. She only felt that this man was full of charm from head to toe. He was extremely handsome, like a demon.
It was extremely tempting.
She wondered why she had not accepted him earlier and wasted so much time.
The mirror was gradually covered in a layer of mist, blurring the figures of the two.
……
In the middle of the night, the lights were off in the living room, and only the faint light from the television that was playing a movie could be seen. Ming Siran leaned back on the sofa, his expression nonchalant and his posture lazy.
The half-grown Golden Retriever at the side stared at him. After a while, it could not resist its curiosity and leaned over, wagging its tail gently.
Ming Siran glanced at it, then reached out to stroke its head.
The Golden Retriever immediately became familiar with him and licked his fingers to please him.
When Luo Qiao came out of the bedroom, she was greeted by the sight of a man and a dog in harmony.
The Golden Retriever was lying on Ming Siran's lap, wagging its tail at him. Ming Siran bent down slightly, the side of his face gentle, and his fair hands gently rubbed the dog's head.
He seemed to be especially popular with some small animals.
The man's hair was a little long. From Luo Qiao's angle, she could see his fair skin and his long and slender neck, which reminded her of his high school days. Especially since he was wearing the t-shirt and long pants that she had prepared for him.
He took off his white shirt and black trousers, which gave off a strict and abstinent feeling. He was dressed casually at the moment, and it reminded her of the lazy and indifferent school hunk in the past.
Luo Qiao's heart skipped a beat. She walked over and sat down beside him. Her slightly wet hair brushed against his arm as she said in a soft and pleasant voice, " "Brother Siran, you look so youthful."
Ming Siran turned his head to the side. The woman's palm-sized face was looking at him, her eyes curved into crescents, and her brows were smiling.
The light in the living room flickered, and the light in his eyes also flickered.
Luo Qiao leaned over and gave him a kiss.
"What are you looking at?" After kissing him, she sat up straight and looked at the TV.
Ming Siran paused for a moment before he looked away.
A movie was playing on the screen. It was a foreign movie.
He said his name in a low voice, and the two of them looked at each other quietly.
At this time, the Golden Retriever jumped onto the sofa and rested its head on Ming Siran's lap. It did not take long for Ming Siran to make it comfortable and drowsy.
Luo Qiao's gaze first fell on Ming Siran's slender, fair fingers, then on the Golden Retriever whose face was written with comfort.
She stared at it for a few seconds, then placed her hand on the back of its neck and pulled it away from Ming Siran's knees with an expressionless face.
The Golden Retriever who was about to fall asleep raised its head in confusion. ？
Right in front of it, Luo Qiao took its place and rested her head on Ming Siran's knee.
Enjoy the lap pillow.
The Golden Retriever who was suddenly robbed of her love: ？？
Ming Siran suddenly chuckled.
The man's peach blossom eyes seemed to have stars in them. As Luo Qiao looked at them, she couldn't help but smile.
At this moment, they both felt at ease and relaxed.
……
Ming Siran could only stay here for two days at most, and Luo Qiao cherished every moment she had with him.
She took his hand to look at the greenhouse in the villa and pinched his fingers. She bent her beautiful cat eyes and poked her head over to him. I'm keeping a mistress in my house now, and you're that mistress ~"
"Pretty little Jiaojiao," she said with a smile.
Ming Siran looked at her, narrowed his eyes, and paused for a moment before saying, " "Yingluo, you seem to be addicted to flirting with people recently?"
She had completely forgotten that she was the one who had been struck.
Luo Qiao leaned over and blinked her clear black eyes, saying, " "My dear, don't complain. Hug me."
“…………”
Looking at Ming Siran's slightly stunned expression, Luo Qiao, a level 10 romantic talker, could not help but burst out laughing.
Her shoulders trembled and she laughed happily, the corners of her eyes turning red. brother Siran, you're so cute.
It was rare to see him suddenly stunned.
Ming Siran looked at her, and after a few seconds, he shook his head and smiled, his eyes full of love.
Two days passed by very quickly.
The day of Ming Siran's departure soon arrived. Luo Qiao wrapped her arms around his waist and lifted her head from his arms. She said softly, " "I don't want you to go, Yingluo."
Long-distance love was the most torturous thing.
Ming Siran did not say a word. His eyes were deep as he lowered his head to kiss her.
……
Every time they were about to part, he would kiss her, and in that long and deep kiss, she could clearly feel all of Ming Siran's emotions, as well as the man's restraint and longing.
Luo Qiao watched as he got on the plane.
The happier she was when he was by her side, the lonelier she felt when he was not around.
Luo Qiao returned to the company and sat in her office for a while before fully immersing herself in her work.
To resist the overwhelming longing.
They did not meet each other every half a month. Both of them were very busy, especially when Shen chengkong's father, Shen bohong, was discharged from the hospital and desperately wanted to fight with her over Shen chengkong's assets. They had even less time to spare.
It was normal for them to not see each other for half a month. Most of the time, it was a month or two months. The longest time they had not seen each other was nearly 70 days.
It was the new year, and snow fell all over the branches.
Luo Qiao walked to the French window with her phone in hand and made a video call.
A voice came from the living room behind her. It was Luo Zelan and Luo Qiao's parents. She couldn't go back, so her whole family came over to spend the new year with her.
Not long after, the other party picked up. Luo Qiao saw a refined and handsome man on the other end of the screen. He was sitting in the car, wearing a dark coat, and his aura seemed to have a tinge of the coldness of the outside world.
Luo Qiao looked around at his surroundings and asked, " "It's New Year's Eve today. Are you outside?"
Ming Siran leaned back in his seat and said, " "I just finished a business meeting and was about to go back."
"It's New Year's Eve today, and you're the only one at home?"
"Grandpa is here."
Luo Qiao heaved a sigh of relief, but it was a pity that they couldn't spend the new year together.
"Did you drink again, Yingluo?"
Luo Qiao spoke to him in a soft voice. It was snowing outside, and it felt like winter.
Ming Siran leaned back in the car and listened to the woman's soft voice. The alcohol-filled smell in his head made him feel much better.
He didn't say much and just listened to her with a smile on his lips.
The car drove steadily along the road. After talking for a while, Luo Qiao suddenly stopped.