Chapter 422： he! miss you! dead! ! (1/2)
Luo Qiao got out of the car and went to buy things. She was sneaky and hidden after she bought it, for fear that others might not know what she bought.
Ming Siran laughed softly when he heard the words.
He didn't speak, he just ‘inadvertently’ stretched out a hand to loosen his neckline, and then ‘inadvertently’ revealed the ambiguity between his neck.
He stepped aside, his peachy eyes smiled, and his voice was light and lazy: ”Brother Zelan, please come in.”
Luo Zelan didn't know how to describe it, and looked at him coldly.
feel.
Very hard.
The fist is very hard.
Luo Zelan walked in with a cold face.
After more than ten minutes, Luo Qiao went downstairs. The atmosphere in the living room was frozen. Two handsome men, one sitting on the sofa, the other far away, two seductive long legs elegantly overlapping. Hearing the sound, Judu raised his eyes and looked at her.
Ming Siran looked lazy and relaxed everywhere, but Luo Zelan was different. The moment Luo Qiao looked at him, her scalp began to numb.
She coughed lightly, touched her neck and said, ”Brother...you are here.”
Luo Zelan looked at her expressionlessly. In this weather, Luo Qiao wore long trousers, with the buttons on the top one, and no skin was exposed. If it was not strange to wear a scarf at home, he would have liked to give it to himself again. Cover a scarf.
The desire to overflow the screen is clear.
Luo Zelan put down his overlapping long legs expressionlessly, trying to reach out and pour himself a glass of water to calm down.
Luo Qiao ran over immediately and poured him a glass of water, ”Brother, drink water.”
Luo Zelan glanced at her, two seconds later, without saying anything, took it.
The atmosphere was inexplicably embarrassing, Luo Qiao laughed twice, and had nothing to say: ”Brother, why are you here suddenly?”
Luo Zelan raised his eyelids, his voice could not be heard: ”I am not welcome?”
Luo Qiao said hurriedly: ”Of course not.”
Luo Zelan glanced at her, took out her mobile phone from her pocket, put it on the coffee table, and said lightly: ”Your mobile phone fell to me.”
”Oh, yes, I went too eagerly last night.” Luo Qiao took the phone over.
After she said this, there was no discussion, and the living room became quiet again.
The atmosphere was awkward again.
Luo Qiao: ”...”
She looked at Ming Siran with a cry for help.
Ming Siran leaned lazily there. Among the three, he was the only one who was leisurely and loose, and was not affected by this atmosphere at all.
He received Luo Qiao's eyes, raised his eyebrows, spoke slowly, and said something like this: ”Brother Zelan isn't leaving? You disturbed me and my girlfriend is in love.”
Luo Qiao: ”...”
Hearing this sentence, Luo Zelan lifted his jaw slightly, loosened the neckline, and almost laughed at him.
Ming Siran's posture is still lazy, and he is not afraid of death to continue: ”By the way, does brother Zelan still have no girlfriend? When I was in elementary school, brother Zelan did not have a girlfriend, and now I have gotten rid of it. ...”
Luo Qiao quickly rushed over and covered his mouth before finishing the words of the male body.
She opened her eyes and stared at Ming Siran incredulously.
he! miss you! dead! !