Chapter 379： Brother Siran is angry (1/2)

She was taller and more mature than before, stepped on high heels, painted delicate and perfect makeup...but never said that she loved him again.

She obviously said more before.

That's unscrupulous.

The fingers hanging on his side curled up slightly, Luo Qiao felt her heart, and as she remembered, she tightened little by little uncontrollably.

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At lunch, in the hotel restaurant, after ordering, the service staff brought the dishes.

Ming Siran was the last to arrive. He took a chair and sat down, with picturesque eyebrows and a lazy temperament. The service staff had been familiar with the enchanting looks of men in the past few days, but whenever he appeared, he could not help but ask Look at him more.

I always feel that if I don't take a look, it's like a loss.

He sat next to Luo Qiao. In the past, he would sit next to her no matter where she was. Now Wu Xia Ruize also automatically left his position to him. Luo Qiao obviously felt that the surrounding air was suddenly stretched after he sat down. Tight, her back stiffened slightly, but Ming Siran looked as usual, as if it were no different from the past.

Wu Xia Ruize watched the two faces and couldn't help but glance at each other.

What happened to this?

Luo Qiao and Ming Siran were silent and felt that there was something wrong with the atmosphere. Wu Xia noticed that Luo Zelan, who was on the side, was also frowning, with a somewhat dry appearance. The original coldness was enough to scare the people around him. , And now full of aura even more.

After a while, the phone he placed on the table vibrated, and the man took a look, and then hung up without hesitation.

Wu Xia sat beside him, and saw the caller ID sharply, which seemed to be a woman’s name

He thought about it, everyone seems to have something today.

Luo Qiao took a sip of the water and glanced at the man beside her.

Ming Siran was holding a knife and fork, eating the food on the plate without hurriedly, with drooping eyelashes. From this angle, he could see his smooth and perfect facial lines. At this time, he seemed to notice that someone was watching him, slightly He tilted his face in her direction.

Luo Qiao immediately retracted her gaze and continued to drink water.

The entire dining table was very quiet, except for the occasional conversation between Wu Xia and Rui Ze, there was no other voice.

Luo Zelan's mobile phone on the table vibrated again. Luo Zelan didn't care, and his eyebrows tightened. However, the other party was very patient, and it seemed that he would hit the old man without picking up the other party.

Luo Qiao raised her eyes, the next second she saw her brother with a cold face, took the phone from the table, and then stood up.

The movement he made by pushing away the chair was not small, and the irritability all over his body could be felt even a few meters away. Luo Qiao looked at him and couldn't help asking: ”Brother, what happened?”

Luo Zelan's face was indifferent, and his tone was even more plain: ”It's okay.”

The man took his long legs straight out of the restaurant. Before he went out, Luo Qiao clearly heard him lower his voice and said impatiently: ”Are you sick?”

Luo Zelan went out directly, and the table seemed quieter.

Ming Siran kept his eyelids open, a little lazy, as if he didn't care much about anything.

He didn't eat much, and when he got to the back, he put down the knife and fork directly, leaned on the back of the chair, and slightly twisted his eyebrows.

The waiter brought him a glass of water, and the man brought it over, rubbing the wall of the cup with his slender, white fingers. The water was still hot, and the transparent cup was gradually stained with a layer of vapour.