Luo Qiao looked at it for a moment, then put her finger on it.

The moment his delicate and soft fingertips touched him, Ming Siran's Adam's apple rolled up and down, Luo Qiao's eyes lit up immediately, she raised her eyes to look at him, and continued to touch her fingers.

Ming Siran lowered his eyes, the woman was very curious, and her whole head came over, her whole body was sweet and soft, and the long eyelashes brushed his chin, causing a slight itching.

The man's Adam's apple felt a little hard to the touch, Luo Qiao hooked his finger, obviously feeling his body stiff.

She raised her eyes and asked him, "Do you feel it?"

Ming Siran's chest lightly vibrated, and he smirked, "What does it feel like?"

Luo Qiao raised her face and said proudly, "I feel like you want to kiss me!"

Ming Siran stared at her for a few seconds, bowed his head indifferently, and followed closely, with a low and **** voice piercing her ears: "I want to kiss you all the time..."

In an instant, Luo Qiao felt a current surge from her back, and a numb sensation swept through her body.

The bedroom was very quiet. He looked down at her at the moment and looked too sexy. Whether it was beautiful eyebrows or beautiful lips, everything grew on her heart.

Luo Qiao licked her lips, couldn't hold back, and went to kiss him.

It happened that her fingers were not honest. After playing with his Adam's apple, she continued to move down, and landed on the man's beautiful and delicate collarbone, touching with her small hands.

Ming Siran overflowed with a low laughter from the depths of his throat and tilted his head slightly: "Qiao Qiao..."

Luo Little Hooligan Qiao, raised his head, his eyes bent into crescent moons, and his voice stretched like a child, deliberately saying: "Qiao Qiao is—"

Ming Siran is so cute that she is...

He lowered his head and rubbed the tip of her nose affectionately.

Luo Qiao raised her head and let him get close to her, and put her hand around his neck: "Brother Siran~~~"

"Ok?"

"I want to give you a gift!"

Ming Siran looked at her.

Luo Qiao suddenly jumped off him. She drank too much and staggered back accidentally when she came down. Ming Siran hurriedly supported her: "Be careful."

She slowly stretched out her hand into her pocket to find something, and fumbled in her pocket. It took a long time to take the thing out, hold it in her heart, and then said to him, "Guess what?"

Ming Siran looked at her and curled his lips: "What?"

Luo Qiao bends her eyes, then spread her palms towards him: "Give it to you!"

Ming Siran's gaze slowly fell from her face to the small box in her hand.

At her gesture, he reached out and took it, gently opening it.

The next second, Ming Siran's eyes stopped.

In the blue velvet box lay two rings quietly, one for men and one for women, exuding soft light under the light.

"I'll buy it for you!"

She has white cheeks, misty eyes, and she is as lazy and cute as a kitten.

The air seemed extremely quiet, and Ming Siran watched them without moving for a long time.

Luo Qiao leaned in, blinking her beautiful eyes, looked at his expression, then at the ring she bought, and then reached out and took the men's ring out of his hand.

Her little hand pulled over him, and slowly put it on him.

The silver-white ring is set on the man's finger, the size is just right.

Luo Qiao looked a little smug in her eyes, raised her head and said to him: "I will be responsible for you in the future!"

The man wore a spotless white shirt with a thin waistline, clean and crisp.