Chapter 60： Pretty sister

In an instant, the huge projection TV in the living room began to loop the video of last night, still in stereo surround:

Just listen to the man chuckle and ask her: "What is Qiao Qiao calling me?"

"brother!"

"What brother?"

"Brother Siran!!"

"anything else?"

"I want to talk, fall in love, and love with Brother Siran!"

"..."

Luo Qiao turned her head stiffly and looked at the picture on the screen. ! ! ! !

For a moment, her scalp was numb, and a huge sense of shame rose. She rushed towards Ming Siran, but the man seemed to be prepared for a while, chuckled happily, stretched his hands back and leaned back to avoid her grabbing the remote control.

Luo Qiao was almost lying on him, pulling his shirt with one hand and grabbing his arm with the other, her face flushed red: "Ming Siran, I want to kill you! You turn it off for me! Turn it off immediately!"

Ming Siran put his arms around her waist, narrowed her peachy eyes, smiled loosely and sexy: "Talk about it? Pretty sister."

Luo Qiao screamed frantically in her heart, her palms were sweating, and she opened her mouth to bite him when she was pressed.

The man smirked, his Adam's apple rolled lightly, stretched out a tight and **** neck line, and slowly said: "So fierce, pretty sister."

Luo Qiao can't wait to scratch his face

She loosened her mouth, pursed her lips, and reached out to his waist to pinch him. Ming Siran really froze. Luo Qiao grabbed the remote control, but before she could grab the hand, the man clasped her wrist forcefully. Press her under her body.

His eyes are dark, and the tip of his nose is almost close to hers. She can feel his breathing and smell the clean and clear smell of his body. She suddenly turned her head uncomfortably, "You turn it off!"

Ming Siran's eyes were careless, his gaze flicked over her flushed ears, and he smiled softly, "Shall we talk about it?"

Luo Qiao stared at him with anger.

Ming Siran looked at her, his eyes slowly drooping, falling on her lips.

The man's look was too sexy, and his intention was so obvious. Luo Qiao's back tightened instantly, calling him: "Ming Siran..."

He ignored it.

Just when she thought he was going to kiss him, he just gently rubbed the tip of her nose slowly.

...

In an instant... Luo Qiao's tail vertebrae were numb. All the blood rushes to the top of his head, leaving the brain blank.

When the reaction came, she pushed him abruptly.

Ming Siran stood up straight in no hurry, turned off the projection TV, and put his hand in his trouser pocket. He half-squinted his peachy eyes, and smiled lazily: "My brother called me ruthless, but he would not want to fall in love?"

Luo Qiao: "..."

She picked up the pillow at hand and smashed it at him.

Ming Siran caught it easily, watching her get up and return to the room, raised her eyebrows, and put the pillow on the sofa at will.

As soon as the door closed, the whole world fell silent.

Luo Qiao's legs were weakened by the beast Ming Siran, and she slowly squatted down the door, regretting it crazily in her heart, and she would be a dog if she drinks later!

dog!

...

Luo Qiao came out of the shower, and Ming Siran had already put on a suit jacket. He was slender and expensive. He glanced at her and said, "Remember what you said last night?"

Luo Qiao was taken aback: "What are you talking about?"

"If you don't fall in love, give me all the property."

Luo Qiao: "..."

He walked up to her with long legs and laughed lazily: "Is it love or money?"

Luo Qiao rolled her eyes: "I don't remember!"

"Oh?" Ming Siran didn't know where he took out his remote control again, and said casually: "That seems to make you recall memories."