"I'm flattered," he said softly.
When Luo Qiao heard what he said, her heart suddenly felt sour and soft. What he said made her want to dote on him even more.
Pursing her lips, she subconsciously made a promise, " "I'll treat you even better in the future."
Better, better?
Ming Siran raised an eyebrow and said lazily, " For example."
She looked at his expression and felt that his reaction was very casual.
what's wrong, Zhenzhen? " she frowned. you don't believe that I want to be good to you? "
"Yes," he replied.
He answered without hesitation.
Luo Qiao was instantly speechless.
She immediately pounced into his arms, her hand falling on his thin muscles, pinching him, and threatening, " "What did you just say?"
Ming Siran lowered his eyes slightly to look at her, and when he saw her fierce look, he chuckled."Look, I haven't even said anything and you're already showing your true colors."
Upon hearing this, Luo Qiao immediately stood on her tiptoes and kissed him on the lips. She whispered softly into his ear, " "Then I'm wrong, I won't pinch you anymore, Yingluo."
Once she said sweet words to him, it was so sweet that his heart would hurt.
Ming Siran's gaze was indulgent, but he could not do anything to her.
He looked at her and softly said,"yes."
Although he felt that she was acting on a whim, it was already good that she was willing to do this.
Even if they were lovers, one of them would definitely love the other more.
Luo Qiao could feel that he still didn't trust her that much. She wrapped her arms around his neck and jumped onto him.
Ming Siran quickly held her and steadied her. "Be careful,"
Luo Qiao lowered her head and pressed her forehead against his, her eyes gentle."Carry me downstairs, brother Siran."
She was acting like a spoiled child even though she wasn't drunk. Ming Siran looked at her for a few seconds, and his eyes were filled with a smile."Alright," he said.
……
Today, the two of them had a rare free time, so they tacitly put all their work and troubles aside.
Luo Qiao stood in the kitchen, thinking about what she should make for Ming Siran.
She walked to the refrigerator and opened it, wanting to see what was inside.
Ming Siran walked over from behind her. He lowered his gaze and rolled up his sleeves, then reached out to grab the vegetables and meat on the side of the refrigerator.
Luo Qiao caught a glimpse of him and immediately slapped his hand away.
Luo Qiao met his eyes and said, " "I told you I'll cook for you this morning." What was he doing here?
Ming Siran glanced at her and asked gently, " you're not feeling well? "
No matter how careful he was not to hurt her, as a woman, she would still feel a little uncomfortable about this kind of thing.
How could he let her cook for him when she was like this?
Luo Qiao stood in front of the refrigerator and shook her head. "No, I didn't,"
Without waiting for Ming Siran to speak, she licked her lips and looked at him. With reddened ears, she leaned over and suddenly said in a low voice, " "I'm not tired either. After all, brother Siran was the one who put in more effort yesterday, Yingying."
Ming Siran lowered his eyes and looked at her, not saying a word.
Even if he didn't deliberately think about it, some images still flashed past his eyes because of this sentence. He looked at her, and his eyes became deep.
The air was very quiet.
After Luo Qiao was done teasing Ming Siran, she didn't wait for him to say anything. She quickly took out some vegetables and meat from the refrigerator and ran around him to the sink.
Ming Siran's hand moved, and he chuckled. He then leaned lazily against the refrigerator door, his gaze falling on her.
Luo Qiao turned on the tap and began to wash the vegetables. She was in a good mood, the corners of her lips lifted as she hummed a tune.
Anyone could see the joy.
Ming Siran's gaze gradually softened.
……
Not long after, the food was served. Luo Qiao stared at the man who was picking up the food with his chopsticks and asked expectantly, " "How is it?"
Ming Siran lowered his eyes to taste the food, then smiled and nodded."It's delicious."
The corners of Luo Qiao's mouth curled up unconsciously as she picked up some food from his bowl. "Then you should eat more."
The man was bathed in the morning light, looking refined and handsome.
Luo Qiao looked at him with her hand on her head.
This time, she was going to stay for two days. After two days, she had to go back.
Such a big company could not be short of a manager, at least not now. This meant that she would have a long-distance relationship with Ming Siran for a while.
At the thought of this, she suddenly felt very, very reluctant. Even if the transportation and communication were very advanced now, she couldn't see him immediately when she wanted to see him, and she couldn't touch him even if she wanted to.
Sensing her emotions, Ming Siran glanced at her and asked gently, " "What's wrong?"
Luo Qiao opened her mouth at him,"ah-"
Ming Siran's eyes flashed with a smile, and he picked up a dish she liked to eat and fed it to her.
After the meal, Luo Qiao snuggled into Ming Siran's arms and spoke to him in a soft voice. However, they hadn't been intimate for long when the doorbell rang.
Luo Qiao raised her head from his arms in confusion. "Who is it?"
Ming Siran rose to his feet and was about to open the door when he heard someone's voice outside. "Qiao Qiao, it's me."
With his naturally low and cold voice, every word that came out of his mouth seemed to have ice shards.
Luo Qiao jolted and sat up in a flash, her eyes widening.
She looked at what she was wearing now. It was a man's white shirt with two buttons unbuttoned. The exposed area was covered with ambiguous hickeys. She suddenly didn't even care about wearing her shoes. She stood up and ran upstairs quickly.
Why was her brother here?
Ming Siran watched her as she ran up the stairs. He frowned deeply and said, " "Be careful, don't fall."
He didn't know if Luo Qiao had heard him, but in a matter of seconds, she had already disappeared from his sight.
Ming Siran frowned and looked away. He walked to the door and opened it.
She saw an iceberg-like man standing outside the door, exuding a sense of distance from strangers. He was wearing a black shirt and suit pants today, and his long legs were straight and slender, which was particularly eye-catching.
Luo Zelan's eyes swept over Ming Siran, sizing him up like a Searchlight.
Ming Siran stood there, his hand slowly slipping into his pants pocket as he met his fastidious and cold gaze.
The man's posture was lazy and his expression was undisciplined. He slowly opened his mouth and said in a half-smiling voice,"This is really strange. Why is big brother Zelan here?"
Luo Zelan felt her head start to hurt when she heard the tune.
"Zhenzhen," he asked,"where's Qiaoqiao?"
"She's upstairs."
what are you doing upstairs? " Luo Zelan glanced at him.
Ming Siran's posture was lazy, as if he had been waiting for him to ask this question. He lifted his eyelids and said, " "I don't know. He's probably changing his clothes."
Luo Zelan paused as she listened to his casual but obviously intimate and ambiguous tone.
He frowned and asked,"why are you all so stubborn?"
Last night, he had already vaguely sensed something.