Chapter 243： Why? Hug? (1/2)
”...”
When these words were pronounced from his mouth, the whole space was deadly quiet.
Immediately afterwards, the man chuckled.
He touched the door with one hand and shook his head slightly, and bursts of **** and sultry laughter rolled out of his throat. It was the kind of unbearable joyful laughter that hooked people's ears and made people's hearts tingling.
Luo Qiao only felt a crazy sense of shame rising from the soles of her feet, and her whole face slowly rose to heat, directly turning into a big red cloth.
Ming Siran finished laughing and raised those beautiful peach eyes.
Luo Qiao met his gaze stiffly.
Then, she watched him slowly biting her lower lip with her own eyes, and her **** lazy gaze followed her face little by little...downward.
Her gaze involuntarily followed his gaze downwards until...
Luo Qiao violently stretched out her hand to cover her chest and screamed, ”Ming Siran!!”
The man leisurely leaned to the door, looked at her with the kind of eyes that a man looked at a woman, and said with a light smile: ”It seems to be big...”
Luo Qiao knew what the beast was going to say, and immediately said anxiously: ”Ming Siran, shut up! Shut up, did you hear it!”
He licked his lips, his **** Adam's apple rolled up and down, looking down at her.
It's the kind of very lusty eyes.
As if with substance, inch by inch slipped across her.
Luo Qiao: ”...”
Although he didn't say anything, Luo Qiao felt like he was being molested very hard.
She blushed and turned around and walked into the house. Ming Siran put her hand on the doorknob casually, looked at the woman who became irritated, and lazily said, ”I haven't finished reading yet, Sister Qiao won't listen?”
”Don't listen!”
”Okay.” But I heard him slowly coming in the next second: ”Then brother posted it on Weibo.”
Luo Qiao stopped suddenly and turned her head:! ! !
”I can't just appreciate good things like this. Do you think sister Qiaoqiao?”
Luo Qiao began to have pupils quake.
Ming, not being a man, Siran, without raising his eyelids, said slowly and logically: ”Especially, someone tries to separate himself from me when he is still broadcasting.” After a pause, he said, ”My brother is not happy.”
”...”
Luo Qiao felt that he could definitely do such a thing.
She immediately rushed to grab the letter in his hand. Ming Siran was hit by the force of her rushing and took a step back, chuckled and hugged her, hugged her waist, and said softly, ”Fuck Hug?”
Luo Qiao grabbed the letter with a strained face: ”Give me the letter!”
”It's okay for you, I promise my brother two conditions.”
”what?”
He stared at her fair and beautiful face, his eyes were slightly deep, and he didn't speak for a while.
...
The few words that Luo Qiao said on the live broadcast instantly caused waves on the Internet. The majority of netizens just wrote the entry of #俏然cp疑似分手#, but suddenly found that Luo Qiao had posted another Weibo.
She posted a video.
In the video, Luo's father, who slapped the face with a slap in the face, sits like a primary school student, and writes with a pen.
The camera zoomed in, and I saw a person's name all written on the huge paper.
When netizens saw who she was writing, they immediately laughed crazy.
【in? Sister Qiao, what about copying names? 】
[Have you been taught? 】
[Let you scream, ”Do I have something like a boyfriend?” Who is it that writes the three words Siran now? 】
[Where is the female gangster who was in Wuxia just now? Why did you go home? You got a slap in the face, right? 】