Chapter 58： To hug (1/2)

As soon as Luo Qiao returned to the living room, she gave Mu Lan a video call.

She set up a mobile phone holder, talked to Mu Lan all over the sky, took the bottle of wine and poured herself a glass, she tasted it, and then her eyes lightened slightly.

So sweet!

...

At half past ten in the evening, the villa was quiet.

Ming Siran came down to find someone.

His eyes swept around on the empty sofa, and finally landed in the kitchen.

Luo Qiao sat there holding the wine bottle, her cheeks flushed and her eyes blurred.

He paused, copied his pockets with one hand, and walked slowly towards her with long legs.

”Luo Qiao?”

Luo Qiao didn't look at him.

Ming Siran's eyes fell on the wine glass she put aside, and he squinted.

He bent down, stared at her, observing Luo Qiao's state, and raised his eyebrows slightly: ”Luo Qiao? Who am I?”

Luo Qiao stared at him for a long while, then slowly said: ”Do you even know yourself?”

Okay, drunk.

Ming Siran straightened up and stretched out her hand: ”Go, go to sleep.”

Luo Qiao did not stretch out her hand, staring at his slender and clean fingers, lowered her head, and leaned in to kiss her.

Ming Siran's fingertips trembled fiercely.

He stared at her deeply for a few seconds, then he withdrew his gaze, twitched the corner of his lips, chuckled her chin, his voice lazily: ”You will regret it when you get up in the morning.”

Luo Qiao was dizzy, slid off the stool, and hugged his leg: ”Hold me back to sleep... brother.”

Ming Siran paused slightly.

To be honest, he has exercised restraint.

With his hands on his hips, he cursed lowly.

he thinks.

It's boring...

That's still not done.

He grabbed her wrist, smiled, sultry and sexy: ”What did you call me just now?”