Chapter 87： Lie

Su Zhan pursed his lips, clicked on the WeChat interface, and waited for Ming Siran to scan his QR code.

Ming Siran finished scanning, hooked up the corner of his mouth, and boasted: "Little brother's profile picture is so cute."

Su Zhan's face turned red suddenly, and he didn't know what to do, and silently drew up the zipper to cover half of his face, and retracted to his seat.

Luo Qiao rolled her eyes and simply closed her eyes to sleep.

Halfway, she really fell asleep, her head swaying back and forth with the car, Ming Siran supported her head and looked at her leisurely, the next second Luo Qiao's head suddenly fell down, and Ming Siran seemed to have been prepared. She stretched out her hand to hold it in time, and then put her head firmly on her shoulder.

He lowered his eyes to look at her, wrapped her slightly tousled hair behind his ears, and gently rubbed her face.

...

The car was very quiet, Su Zhan had a question to ask Luo Qiao, and she saw that scene when she turned around.

The man is kissing the woman in gentle movements, but every breath that comes out of his body is extremely possessive.

The next moment, Ming Siran seemed to spot him. His eyes were dark and deep, but he didn't have any guilty conscience to be found doing bad things. Instead, he smiled lightly at him like a evildoer and made a booing motion.

It seems to be saying...Don't tell her.

Su Zhan's heart suddenly shook, and he quickly sat back in position, his heart beating like crazy.

He never dared to turn his head again.

When she was about to reach her destination, Luo Qiao woke up and met Ming Siran's lazy and smiling peachy eyes.

She stayed for a few seconds and quickly sat upright.

"Am I asleep?" She touched her face, shocked.

Ming Siran moved his stiff shoulders and lazily said, "No. I was asleep."

"..."

Luo Qiao simply turned her head and looked at the scenery outside the window.

When they arrived at the destination, the group parted, Luo Qiao patted Su Zhan on the shoulder: "We will contact you later."

Su Zhan subconsciously looked at Ming Siran.

The man put his hand in his trouser pocket, with a slender figure and a lazy posture. He noticed his sight and raised his eyebrows.

Su Zhan hurriedly nodded to Luo Qiao and said goodbye to them.

"Little milk dog brother is good." Luo Qiao looked at Su Zhan's back and sighed, feeling that she was cured.

Ming Siran walked up to her with long legs, glanced across her lips, and lazily said, "Sister Qiao Qiao is also good."

Luo Qiao glanced at him suspiciously:?

...

After that, the two went back to each company, and they were so busy.

By the time things are over, it has been almost a week later.

Both Tang Moqi and Ke Bozhou turned off their Weibo comments and their careers plummeted, while Luo Qiao’s popularity on the Internet was getting higher and higher. There were no black spots, and his personality, appearance, and family background were impeccable, plus there were similarities with Ming Siran. CP, the fan community has become more and more spectacular in the past few days.

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This afternoon.

Su Zhan slammed open the door of the lounge, and the sound made by his company friend Zhou Hao who was lying inside was startled.

"What's the matter with you? Your face is so bad?" Zhou Hao asked.

Su Zhan didn't speak, the young man's white face flushed red, his lips pressed tightly, and his body was as tight as a bow drawn to the extreme.

Zhou Haogang was going to ask two more questions, and a middle-aged man sneered outside the door: "I **** tell you Su Zhan, don't think your wings are hard, as long as the contract is still on, you have to give it to death. I die here!"

Su Zhan's eyes were bloodshot, and his breath was cruel.

Zhou Hao hurriedly closed the door, pulling Su Zhan to sit down.