Luo Qiao didn't read Weibo today, and hummed slowly after hearing this.

Ming Siran didn't say anything.

Luo Qiao was pretending to have something in her heart, looking at his slender and tall back, she reached out and touched his neck.

Unconsciously, he followed him to the bedroom door.

Ming Siran turned his head and glanced at her, and stopped. Luo Qiao was unprepared and bumped into him. The man lowered his eyes to look at her and smiled lazily: "You plan to sleep with me tonight?"

Luo Qiao glanced around before realizing where she was.

She raised her head: "...Are you going to sleep now?"

Ming Siran turned his head away, unbuttoned two buttons, revealing a beautiful neckline, and said with a low smile: "What?"

Without waiting for her to speak, he leaned slightly and looked into her eyes: "Is there anything else to order? My dear lady?"

He lowered his voice and gesture, and his **** voice was particularly alluring.

"..." Luo Qiao felt a cat scratching in her heart again. She looked at his excellent facial features, and after a long while, she muttered, "Not at all."

Ming Siran didn't speak, and waited patiently for her to follow.

Luo Qiao licked her dry lips and moved her eyes away: "Forget it, I'm going to bed, good night."

Ming Siran looked at her back, squinting lightly, "Wait."

Luo Qiao stopped immediately, turned her head shiningly, and walked to him a few steps: "What's the matter! Is there anything else!"

She couldn't wait to see Ming Siran's eyes. The man chuckled and leaned close to her: "Tell my brother, what the **** did you do?"

"..."

"Talk about it, eh?"

Luo Qiao couldn't help rolling her eyes in her heart: "Do I do bad things all day long in your eyes?"

Ming Siran straightened up, a little puzzled: "Then why have you been spinning around with me tonight?"

"..."

Luo Qiao's eyes flickered, and she was speechless at first: "Why did you come back so late today?"

"I was a little tired from work, so I went out for a drink."

Luo Qiao glanced at him. The man was indeed a little different from usual tonight. His posture was lazy. Although he was smiling, his smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, and he always felt a little indifferent.

"So tired?"

Ming Siran looked at her with gentle eyes: "A little bit."

Luo Qiao said, "Then you can rest early."

She turned and left, reaching out and closing the door for him.

As soon as the person left, the bedroom immediately calmed down. Ming Siran stood there for a moment, then came to the sofa and sat down, his whole body was silent.

However, not long after, his door was knocked again.

Ming Siran looked up.

...

Luo Qiao heard the footsteps, and the door opened and met the beautiful eyes of the man.

Her heart jumped a bit faster, and she swallowed her throat, but she said cutely, "I'm here again."

He couldn't help but chuckle: "I saw it."

"..."

He asked: "What are you..."

"Do you want clothes?" Luo Qiao interrupted him before he could finish.

In the next second, Luo Qiao took out a bag from behind him in his puzzled gaze: "...I went to the mall today and bought you a piece of clothing..."

Ming Siran was slightly startled.

After a while, his sight slowly fell to the bag in her hand.

The surrounding area was so quiet that Luo Qiao's hands were tired. Ming Siran didn't respond, and Luo Qiao's heart gradually became a little nervous. She was going to withdraw her hand: "...just forget it if you don't like it."

However, as soon as he moved his hand, he was suddenly grabbed by the man. The next second, he pulled the man and the clothes into the room, Luo Qiao was pressed against the door panel, and an aggressive kiss was overwhelmed.