Chapter 209： Laugh you cute (1/2)

The tone of the woman's uncontrollable tone made people's blood rush to the top of her head.

Ming Siran smiled lowly, ”It shows up.”

Luo Qiao:! ! !

She closed her mouth, clutching her waist where she had forgotten to pull the zipper tightly, staring at him with cat eyes, her cheeks flushed and angrily.

Ming Siran behaved elegantly and loosely, buckled her wrist and pulled her in front of him, pulled her clasped hand away, and personally helped her lift the small zipper up.

The movements are slow and tiring.

The small piece of white skin was gradually hidden by the cloth and could no longer be seen.

Luo Qiao wanted to push him away, but at this moment, although the man looked lazy, his demeanor exuded a strong force that could not be rejected, which made people dare not defy.

After pulling it, he let her go, Luo Qiao ignored him and continued to search for her bracelet.

Ming Siran rarely sees her caring about a piece of jewelry like this, and her voice is lazy: ”What bracelet? Don't look for it, just buy it later.”

Luo Qiao was bulging and was still turning over. When passing by Ming Siran, the man grabbed her: ”Which one? It's important?”

Luo Qiao couldn't find it for a long time, and was annoying, and said, ”It was the one you gave me!”

Ming Siran was startled.

Luo Qiao realized that it was wrong after speaking, and rolled her eyes: ”Then what... it's expensive, it's a pity to lose it...”

Before she finished her explanation, the man in front of her laughed low, with a low and cheerful voice that made people's ears tingling.

So Luo Qiao's explanation could not be continued.

Her face was so hot, she picked up her skirt and sat on the sofa next to her: ”If you don't find it, you won't find it. Actually, I don't like it very much either!”

Ming Siran didn't speak, but looked at her with a peach-eyed smile.

Luo Qiao: ”...”

After a while, he said: ”If you like, I will buy you another one.”

Luo Qiao is like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, and she immediately retorted: ”I don't like it anymore!”

Ming Siran's tone indulged: ”Okay, but I especially want to buy it for you.”

Luo Qiao: ”...”