His white shirt was spotless, his eyes half-closed, and the gesture of leaning over and kissing her was extremely sexy.

Luo Qiao's lipstick touched his lips, her throat moved, and her slender fingers fell on the corners of his mouth, wiped it off, and muttered, "It hit..."

He glanced, then narrowed his eyes and laughed.

Luo Qiao's heart suddenly missed a beat.

Ming Siran didn't care, just raised her face and continued to kiss her: "Really..."

Luo Qiao didn't know how to describe him like this, but felt that this man was full of charm at the moment, his appearance was extremely full, and he was like a monster.

It's very exciting.

She wondered why she didn't accept him earlier and wasted so much time.

The mirror gradually stained with a layer of mist, blurring the two figures.

...

In the middle of the night, no lights were turned on in the living room, only a faint light from the TV showing the movie, Ming Siran leaned on the sofa, looking casual and a little lazy.

The half-big golden retriever on the side stared at him. After a while, he couldn't resist curiosity and leaned over, gently wagging his tail.

Ming Siran glanced at it, and reached out to touch its head.

The Golden Retriever became familiar with him immediately, and licked his fingers please.

Luo Qiao came out of the bedroom and saw a very harmonious one person and one dog.

The Golden Retriever was lying on Ming Siran's lap, wagging its tail frantically at him. Ming Siran leaned over slightly, his side face was soft, and his white hand was gently rubbing the dog's head.

He seems to be particularly fond of some small animals.

The man's hair is a bit longer. From Luo Qiao's perspective, you can see his fair complexion and slender neck, which reminds her of his high school days. Especially he was still wearing the T-shirt and trousers she had prepared for him.

He took off the white shirt and black trousers that gave people a sense of rigorous abstinence. He was dressed casually at the moment, which reminded her of the lazy and careless school grass on the campus.

Luo Qiao moved in her heart, walked over, sat down beside him, swept his wet hair on his arm, and made a soft and pleasant voice: "I feel so young, Brother Siran."

Ming Siran turned his head, the woman slapped her big face, looking at her at the moment, her eyes curled and her brows smiling.

The light in the living room flickered and dimmed, so that the light in his eyes also flickered.

Luo Qiao approached him and kissed him.

"What are you watching?" After kissing him, she sat up straight, her eyes falling on the TV.

Ming Siran paused for a moment before turning his eyes away.

A movie is playing on the screen, it is a foreign film.

He whispered the name, and the two watched quietly.

At this time, the Golden Retriever jumped on the sofa and put his head on Ming Siran's lap. After a while, he was stunned and lethargic by Ming Siran.

Luo Qiao's gaze first fell on Ming Silan's slender and white fingers, and then took another look at the golden retriever whose entire dog's face was written with comfort.

She stared at it for a few seconds, then put her hand on the back of her neck and lifted it from Ming Siran's knee blankly.

The golden retriever, who was about to fall asleep, raised his dog's head in a daze:?

Luo Qiao put her head on Ming Siran's knee instead of it in front of it.

Enjoy a knee pillow.

Suddenly taken away from the favorite golden retriever:? ?

Ming Siran suddenly laughed in a low voice.

There seemed to be stars in the man's peach blossom eyes, Luo Qiao looked at it, and did not consciously curl her lips.

The time at the moment made them feel at ease and relaxed for each other.

...

Ming Siran can only stay here for two days at most, and Luo Qiao cherishes all the time he spends with him.

She took his hand to look at the flower room in the villa, squeezed his fingers, bent those beautiful cat eyes, poked her head and said to him: "I am Jinwu Cangjiao now, you are the Jiao~"

She smiled and said, "Pretty Xiao Jiaojiao."

Ming Siran looked at her, narrowed his eyes, paused, and said: "...You seem to be sultry and addicted recently?"

I completely forgot that she was the one who was teased before.

Luo Qiao leaned forward, blinked a pair of black eyes, and said, "My dear, don't complain, hug me."

"..."

Seeing Ming Siran's slightly suffocated expression, Luo·Tenth-level native-flavored lover Qiao, couldn't help but laughed out loud.

Her shoulders quivered and she smiled happily, her eyes were dyed bright red, "So cute, Brother Siran."

It's rare to see him suddenly dumbfounded.

Ming Siran stared at her, and a few seconds later, he shook his head and smiled, eyebrows petting.

Two days passed quickly.

Soon it was the day when Ming Siran was about to leave. Luo Qiao put her arms around his waist, raised her head from his arms, and whispered: "I don't want you to go..."

The most boring but long-distance relationship.

Ming Siran didn't speak, his eyes were deep, and he lowered his head to kiss her.

...

He would kiss her every time he wanted to part, and in that long deep kiss, she could clearly feel all the emotions of Ming Siran, and felt the man's repressed restraint and longing.

Luo Qiao watched him get on the plane.

The happier he is when he is around, the more lonely he is when he is away.

Luo Qiao returned to the company, sat in the office for a while, and then devoted herself to work.

Resist the thoughts that flooded like mountains.

It’s not every half a month to see each other. Both of them are very busy, especially when Shen Jikong’s father Shen Bohong is discharged from the hospital and desperate to fight for Shen Jikong’s assets to the end. The time available is only less.

It is normal not to see for half a month, most of the time it is one month, two months, the longest one, the two have not seen each other for nearly 70 days.

In the new year, snow falls all over the branches.

Luo Qiao walked to the floor-to-ceiling window with her mobile phone and dialed a video call.

A voice came from the living room behind him. It was Luo Zelan and Luo Qiao's parents. She couldn't go back, so the family came here to accompany her for the New Year.

Not long after, Luo Qiao saw the gentle and handsome man on the other side of the screen. He was sitting in the car, wearing a dark coat, and the whole body seemed to be contaminated with the cold outside.

Luo Qiao looked at his surroundings and asked: "Today's New Year's Eve, are you outside?"

Ming Siran leaned on the seat and said, "I just finished socializing and I am going back."

"Today's New Year's Eve, are you the only one at home?"

"Grandpa is here."

Luo Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, but it was a pity that they had not been together this New Year.

"Did you drink again..."

Luo Qiao's voice was talking to him softly, and it was snowing outside, and it smelled like winter.

Ming Siran leaned in the car, listening to the woman's soft voice, feeling a lot more comfortable in his brain tainted by alcohol.

He didn't speak much, just listened to her with a smile on his lips.

The car ran smoothly all the way, Luo Qiao said for a while, then suddenly stopped.