Chapter 213： like you (1/2)

He was stunned, and an unspeakable taste suddenly surged in his heart.

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At ten o'clock, the reception ends.

Ming Siran took Luo Qiao out of it, and when the wind blew, Luo Qiao's dizzy mind became even more unclear.

She turned to look at the man beside her.

Ming Siran loosened his tie, looked lazy, and noticed her gaze. He stretched out his well-knotted hand and gently touched her head.

Luo Qiao would not work in an instant.

She leaned over, staring at him.

Ming Siran's long eyelashes drooped slightly, peach blossom eyes smiled: ”What?”

”I want you to carry me.”

Ming Siran almost understood the matter of her becoming a coquettish when she got drunk. He walked up to her and squatted down indulgently. Luo Qiao immediately jumped up, wrapped his hand around his neck, her warm cheeks. Stick it beside his face.

The driver followed them in the car. There were not many people on the road and the temperature was very comfortable.

Luo Qiao put her lips to his ear and whispered: ”Tell you a secret.”

”Ok?”

”I like you.”

Ming Siran lowered his eyes and smiled: ”You don't like it.”

Luo Qiao continued: ”I like you.”

He did not speak this time.

Luo Qiao rubbed his face like a kitten: ”Really.”

Although it was not her true words, Ming Siran had to admit that he was still coaxed by her sweet words. His voice was indulgent: ”Then you can tell your brother a few more times.”

Luo Qiao circled her hands in a circle, around her mouth, and stretched her tone: ”I like you—”

”I especially like you--”