Taking the perfume out of the bag, Luo Qiao opened the lid and sprayed it on her wrist and sniffed it.
A touch of vegetation, I feel pretty good.
She sprayed twice on her body and hummed back to the room.
Close the door, she called over 089, got into the bed and went to sleep beautifully.
At half past eleven, Luo Qiao began to feel a little hot.
She rolled over and kicked the quilt away irritably.
However, the enthusiasm did not get any relief. As time passed bit by bit, it became more and more intense, and began to rush to his head.
089 sensed that Luo Qiao kept turning over and asked: "Master, have you insomnia? Do you need me to sing a lullaby?"
Luo Qiao ignored it. After five minutes, she suddenly sat up from the bed and turned on the light with a snap.
Under the sudden bright light, the woman's cheeks were reddish, her eyes were hazy, and she looked unconscious.
089: "Master, have you insomnia?"
Luo Qiao licked her lips, and suddenly reached out and hugged the little robot, and gave him a kiss on his'little cheek'.
"My 089, you are the cutest baby in the world!"
089: "..."
Its program reacted for a while before it replied with a little milky voice: "The owner is also the cutest owner in the world."
Luo Qiao held it for a while, then got out of bed.
She was in her current state as if she had drunk fake wine, took her mobile phone from the table with some erratic steps, and then started to walk towards the study by supporting the wall.
089 followed her: "Master, do you need me to help?"
Luo Qiao turned her face and hissed at it: "Don't make any noise, I'm going to find my brother Siran."
089: "..."
Its program understood her meaning, and stayed in place.
Luo Qiao followed the light source to the entrance of the study and reached out and knocked on the door.
Ming Siran looked at the information in his hand and said casually.
In the next second, the door of the study was opened.
Ming Siran waited for two seconds, and when no one was speaking, he looked up from the document. In the light, Luo Qiao had a fair and delicate face, and she stood there looking at him pretty.
He raised his eyebrows: "Something?"
The man has a good skin, his face is smooth, his brows are gentle and handsome, how he looks good.
Luo Qiao slapped her mouth, raised her leg and walked towards him.
Ming Siran's eyes were slightly puzzled, watching her walk over, put down the pen in his hand, loosened his tie, and chuckled lazily, "Is it here to talk to your brother?"
However, the next second, his words stopped.
The woman leaned across the table, hugged him by the neck, and kissed him.
In an instant, Ming Siran's heart tightened violently.
Luo Qiao pressed her cheek to him after kissing, and whispered: "Yeah!"
Ming Siran's tough body tightened, and his white fingers curled lightly for a long while before he finally reacted. He raised his eyes and looked at her slowly.
Luo Qiao lowered her eyebrows, stared at him, smiled, and kissed his eyelids again.
Ming Siran closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling finely.
When she finished kissing, his Adam's apple rolled lightly, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Did you drink?"
Luo Qiao rubbed his face: "No."
Ming Siran didn't smell the wine either, she only smelled of perfume.
perfume……
In an instant, unable to tell whether the emotion was regret or what, Ming Siran lowered his eyes, touched her soft hair with slender fingers, and asked with a smile, "Andy gave you perfume? Huh?"
Andy's family has been perfumed for generations, it is too easy to make this kind of thing.