Chapter 386： girlfriend (2/2)

He stared at her with a thin smile in those peach blossom eyes, ”What are you doing?”

Luo Qiao: ”...nothing.”

Ming Siran leaned forward slightly, and the tone reached her ear, with a cheerful chuckle: ”Candid photo of brother?”

”...”

He sat down beside her and asked slowly and softly: ”Is my brother that pretty?”

Luo Qiao: ”...”

Suddenly I missed his taciturn period.

Ming Siran stretched out his hand to loosen the neckline, Luo Qiao glanced at him, without speaking, after a few seconds, glanced at him again.

Ming Siran noticed and raised his eyebrows: ”What?”

Luo Qiao slowly stretched out her hand and pulled his arm.

He was wearing a shirt, unzipping his cufflinks, and pulling up a few times, and he saw the clear scar on his arm.

The man's complexion is pale, so it looks obvious.

Ming Siran knew what she was going to watch halfway through her movements, and didn't stop it.

When the scar appeared in front of her eyes, even though she saw it yesterday, Luo Qiao still couldn't help but frowned and her fingertips fell on it: ”Does it still hurt?”

Ming Siran's eyes fell on her face, and her expression at the moment could affect his mood more than this scar.

He bent his lips and said softly, ”It doesn't hurt.”

But less than a second after he finished speaking, he said again: ”Actually a bit.”

Luo Qiao raised her eyes.

He stared at her with a smile in Peach Blossom's eyes: ”If Sister Qiaoqiao could kiss her, it might not hurt.”

The second after he finished speaking, he saw Luo Qiao and lowered his head.

Ming Siran was slightly startled, originally just trying to tease her deliberately, but he didn't expect...but his thoughts had not yet been fully formed, and he felt pain before his soft lips.

Ming Siran noticed what she was doing, his eyes curled slightly, and a low smile rolled from his throat. His slender fingers stretched out and pressed her chin, lazily and **** voice: ”Are you a puppy? ”

Let him show off.

Luo Qiao bit his arm. Naturally, she didn't bite the wound. She didn't bite hard. At this moment, he had no strength to hold her chin.

Ming Siran felt her soft lips touch her arm, bringing out a little moistness. His eyes were slightly deep, and his fingers gently rubbed her chin with his fingers. Luo Qiao raised his eyes, and at the same time, It felt dark in front of him, and the man lowered his head and pressed his lips instead of his hands.

He smelled clean and clear, and at such a close distance, it gradually encroached on her breath.

At this moment, Luo Qiao suddenly heard his voice: ”Does the injury of the surname Shen also make you feel bad?”

Luo Qiao was a little dizzy when he was kissed. At this moment, she suddenly heard him mention the three words. She reacted for two seconds before realizing who he was talking about.

A picture of his arm that had been ruined by him flashed before his eyes.

She paused.

She kissed the corners of her lips clearly, feeling her reaction after he asked this sentence, and tightened her hands a little bit. The slouchy voice was especially **** and tempting at this moment. But there is also a somewhat undetectable danger: ”He is hurt and makes you feel bad, or is I injured and you feel bad, huh?”

Not mentioning it is not careless, but there was no position at the beginning. Never forget, waiting here.

Maybe Luo Qiao didn't answer him for a while, Ming Siran bit her lower lip, and with her groan, he directly hugged her to his lap.