Ming Siran recovered from his deep thoughts, he raised his eyes carelessly, but was caught off guard to see a man's face with heavy makeup.

Wu Xia met his gaze and cast a wink at him shyly.

Ming Siran closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"……day."

Wu Xia blushed when she heard the words, holding a long skirt in her hand, and said charmingly, "This...this is not so good, I feel a little sorry for being pretty..."

There was a burst of laughter from the surroundings, and the laughter was so high that he couldn't help but shoot this scene and sent it directly to Rui Ze.

Ming Siran held his forehead with his hand, looked at the man in front of him, and gave him a kick directly with anger: "Go away!"

Wu Xia fell to the ground with a cry, looked at him in disbelief, and pointed a trembling hand: "Brother Siran...you, you actually kicked someone's ass!"

Ming Siran: "..."

"Is this irresponsible justified?"

The people around were so breathless with laughter. As soon as Luo Qiao came in, she saw Wu Xia, a dog-like thing, pulling her man's sleeve to act coquettishly, stomping her foot, still screaming for him to be responsible.

Luo Qiao:? ? ? ?

Wu Xia caught a glimpse of her, her eyelids twitched, she lifted her skirt, turned and ran, Luo Qiao, a jealous spirit quickly recovered her mind, and immediately chased up: "Heh...you stop me, little bitch, and seduce my man. Yeah, see if I won’t kill you today!!!"

I laughed so hard that I slammed into the table, tears were about to burst out, but I still didn’t forget the fire: "Yes, Qiao Qiao, kill him, he just tried to kiss brother Siran, I think he has long been thinking about brother Siran. It's broken."

Wu Xia was shy and shy with her skirt: "Don't wrong me, it was Brother Siran who said he wanted Japan, I didn't say..."

Luo Qiao: "..." Seeing that she stopped him today!

The birthday party became lively in an instant. Ming Siran closed his eyes without seeing it. One of his good friends, Fu Jiuxiao, shook his hand over, sat down beside him, and glanced at him: "What was thinking of just now? , So fascinated, people have come to you and haven't noticed."

Ming Siran touched the back of his neck and coughed slightly, "It's nothing."

Fu Jiuxiaozai took a closer look at him, and looked at him up and down: "I feel like you are a little bit wrong today. My girlfriend's birthday is so absent."

Ming Siran glanced at Fu Jiuxiao, then stopped talking.

Fu Jiuxiao thought he had something important, so he put down the wine glass in his hand, and wanted to listen carefully. He expected that he had stopped talking twice before shutting up.

Fu Jiuxiao: "...Can you tell me?"

Ming Siran moved closer to him: "You..."

Fu Jiuxiao raised his eyebrows slightly: "Huh?"

Ming Siran looked at him for a few seconds, then retracted his gaze and spoke lazily: "Forget it, what do you know in your mind."

Fu Jiuxiao: "???"

Ming Siran sighed and said helplessly: "My brothers have a high EQ and a good relationship, unlike you, old single dogs."

Fu Jiuxiao: "...I'm married, OK?"

Ming Siran glanced at him with sympathy: "What's the use? It's not just guarding the empty room."

Fu Jiuxiao: "..." You **** say it again?

Ming Siran ignored him, stood up and looked at Luo Qiao in the field. She caught the witch and just pulled off his wig. She didn’t know what a friend next to her said to her. She suddenly Laughed.

Luo Qiao's beautiful cat has crooked eyes, and at this moment is as happy as a cat who has only stolen the fish, looks bright and lovely.

Ming Siran copied his pockets with both hands, squinted lightly, and couldn't help sighing: "My girlfriend is really...cute."

Fu Jiuxiao: "..." He would be a fool if he talked to him again!

...

Luo Qiao caught Wu Xia and tidied up. She was a little tired. She carried a stool and ate snacks casually while watching other friends in the field. Seeing the funny scene, she couldn't help but curl her mouth. .

After looking at it for a while, she felt her eyes fall on her, and she turned her head to meet Ming Siran's beautiful and deep eyes.

He was looking at her, not knowing what he was thinking, but when he touched her sight, his peachy eyes were slightly hooked, his smile was soft, the lines of his face softened, and he was very gentle.

Luo Qiao immediately hooked his finger at him.

Ming Siran raised his eyebrows lightly, and walked toward her with his long legs.

As soon as she walked to her side, Luo Qiao sneaked up and said, "Open your mouth."

"Ok?"

"Faster."

Ming Siran did what she said, and in the next second, he felt a piece of candy in his mouth, and the sweet taste melted in his mouth, as if spreading into his heart all the way.

The woman looked at him and smiled, and asked in a soft voice: "Is it sweet?"

Ming Siran looked down at her, and a few seconds later, he hummed softly: "Sweet."

Luo Qiao blinked at him: "Really."

Ming Siran leaned down slightly and hummed softly in her ear: "Then you come to taste it?"

Luo Qiao saw that no one noticed her here, and secretly kissed him.

The man chuckled, and the two whispered in low voices, in an intimate, unspeakable harmony.

Ming Siran looked at Luo Qiao for a while, his eyes turned lightly, his hand fell into the pocket of his trousers, touched the small box, and moved closer to Luo Qiao, with a very soft voice: "Make time for tonight. ?"

Luo Qiao grabbed a handful of melon seeds, her eyes were black and white. She peeled it and asked curiously: "What's the matter, what's the matter?"

Ming Siran looked at her, his eyes focused and deep: "Well, there is something, there is a very important thing..."

"What's the matter? You tell me now."

The man curled his lips: "I can't tell you now."

It made Luo Qiao more and more curious: "What the **** is going on?" At this point, her eyes lit up and she leaned forward: "You secretly bought me a bag again? Didn't you? What brand?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ming Siran stretched out his hand and flicked her head: "No!"

Luo Qiao clutched the place where he was bombed, and muttered: "Why are you like my brother, you bounce my head at every turn."

Ming Siran ignored her, staring at her fair and delicate little face, and said, "Make time free."

Luo Qiao waved her hand perfunctorily: "I see."

Ming Siran laughed angrily at his perfunctory attitude, and stretched out his hand to squeeze the back of her neck: "Are you impatient?"

Luo Qiao immediately raised her face and said, "Where is it, I can't be impatient." She smiled so brightly that she didn't know how lovely it was: "I like Brother Siran, so I like to be with Brother Siran!"

The man hummed loosely, not believing her.

After the two spoke for a while, Andy walked over and put her hand on Luo Qiao's shoulder: "I said, you two have been talking for so many years, why are you still so sticky? Let's go and talk to the little sister. Let’s play for a while, and we’ll all be drunk tonight."