Chapter 413： I said, miss you (2/2)
She stretched out her hand to pinch his waist, Ming Siran hid aside, smiled deeper, looking at her with a pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed to be filled with intoxicating wine, hugging her and chuckled softly: ”That's it. Be good.”
...
Time passed quickly.
Luo Qiao sent Ming Siran out of the hotel and watched him get in the car.
The window of the car was lowered, revealing the man's impeccable face, his eyes fixed on her, and he said warmly: ”I'm leaving.”
Luo Qiao stood there with her arms around her chest and nodded after hearing this.
It's unavoidable to be empty in my heart when they are close to each other.
However, there are still a lot of things waiting for her to deal with. She must not go back with him now, and it is impossible to go back even in the short term.
Looking at his expression, other emotions are inevitable.
She didn't care about what he was teasing her just now, and waved to him: ”Be careful on your way.”
Ming Siran looked at her without moving, and called her name after a moment: ”Qiaoqiao.”
”Ok?”
The man's voice is low: ”Come here.”
Luo Qiao came closer to him and bent down: ”What's the matter?”
Ming Siran didn't speak, stretched out his slender white hand, pressed the back of her head, and kissed her in the car.
The bodyguards and subordinates around turned away, as if they didn't see anything.
After the kiss, the two separated.
Luo Qiao looked at him, but missed her.
She pursed her lips, her voice was dry and hoarse: ”Remember to call me when you get off the plane.”
His Adam's apple rolled gently: ”Yeah.”
”Bye...”
The window rose slowly, gradually blocking Ming Siran's face, until the car pulled out of sight, Luo Qiao slowly retracted his sight and turned back to the hotel.
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All of Shen Jikong’s assets fall in the hands of an outsider, Shen Bohongling will naturally not give up at the beginning. The next step is your scramble. Luo Qiao has been listening to these business methods since she was a child, so she naturally won’t be afraid of them. But still need to be busy.
At night, Luo Qiao glanced at the phone next to her from time to time while looking at the data in her hand.
But nothing happened.
At more than eight o'clock, she went to pour a cup of coffee, and when she came back, she saw the phone vibrating gently.
She immediately reached out and took it, looking at the caller ID on it, pursing the corner of her mouth, sliding her finger gently, and pressing to answer.
”Hey?”
After more than ten hours of flying time, Ming Siran called Luo Qiao as soon as he landed. He seemed a little noisy, and the voice seemed to be coming from a distant place. It sounded a little vague and suddenly a little heart-stirring. : ”I'm here.”
The man's low voice reached her ears, and Luo Qiao unconsciously rubbed the wall of the coffee cup, ”Tired?”
”It's fine.”
The executives of the company came to pick up the plane. While talking to them, Ming Siran responded to her from time to time. When Luo Qiao heard him busy, he said: ”Hang up first, then call later.”
What Ming Siran said, Luo Qiao did not hear clearly, and subconsciously said: ”What?”
After a few seconds, he seemed to walk to a place where no one was there, and the surrounding area suddenly became quiet, and she also heard his words:
”I said, miss you.”