Chapter 188： Unspoken rules

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Ming Siran took the phone, typed two words with his slender finger, and put the phone down after replying.

In less than a minute, his phone began to vibrate again.

He did not answer.

In the quiet living room, I only heard the melodious cell phone ringing constantly, and the other party seemed to be very patient.

Luo Qiao slowly took the cup from the table, took a drink, and asked casually, "Who?"

Ming Siran: "A customer."

Luo Qiao: "...female?"

Ming Siran: "I'm an aunt."

Auntie...

But in the next second, the man turned the page of the document and said blankly: "Said she wants to support me."

Luo Qiao squirted out water and couldn't help coughing violently.

! ! !

Ming Siran silently took a tissue and handed it to her.

Luo Qiao's eyes widened because of surprise: "Bao...Keeping?"

He: "Don't worry, my brother refused."

Luo Qiao: "..."

Sitting upright, the words Ming Siran just kept circulating in his mind.

She turned her head, looked at the man's smooth profile, swallowed her throat, and said after a long while: "You are worth, can you still meet the unspoken rules?"

The man chuckled suddenly, turned his head and looked at her. The raised curvature of the Adam's apple was extremely sexy. He slowly said, "Well, I met." After a two-second pause, he asked her, "What should I do?"

Luo Qiao held the water glass and rubbed her fingers against the wall of the glass, feeling that this fact was incredible.

Without explaining Si Ran's identity, she raised her eyes: "...but isn't it all circulating on the Internet that you are in love with me? She doesn't know?"

Ming Siran: "She said that she was also married, and it was even more exciting to have an affair."

Luo Qiao: "..."

Ming Siran looked down at her white face and smiled slowly: "What should I do, sister Qiaoqiao?"

Just as he was talking, the other party called again.

Ming Siran glanced, and said to Luo Qiao unhurriedly: "She asked me to sign the contract tomorrow."

Luo Qiao: "Can't you not go?"

"No, this business is very important."

The air was quiet, Ming Siran looked at Luo Qiao's face and whispered: "But...maybe she will give up this idea if she sees that my girlfriend and I are very affectionate."

"..."

Ming Siran's voice is lazy, stalking people: "Help me? Pretty sister?"

...

Quiet space.

Luo Qiao slowly moved under the camera.

Ming Siran held the phone and contained the two figures.

Luo Qiao frowned dissatisfied: "Why do I have to pretend to kiss you?"

"Huh?" The man raised his eyebrows: "Then I can kiss you too. Is that okay?"

"..." Forget it.

Luo Qiao slowly moved closer, her lips close to his profile, in a kissing gesture.

From the perspective of the camera, it was as if she was kissing him.

Time seemed to be stretched, Luo Qiao was tired from doing this posture, and he was not ready, and urged: "Have you taken the photo?"

"Soon."

As this syllable just fell, Luo Qiao suddenly felt the back of her head tighten, and saw the man suddenly turned his face to his side and kissed her lips directly.

Luo Qiao opened her eyes suddenly, and the man's peachy eyes were sloppy and beautiful, slightly drooping, with a successful smile inside.

His Adam's apple rolls lightly, and a **** low laugh is twitching people's hearts: "My pretty..."

He held the mobile phone in one hand, and clasped the back of her head in the other, with a click, freezing the moment forever.

In the final picture, Ming Siran is wearing a white shirt, with clean eyebrows and a smile, Luo Qiao's cat eyes are slightly widened, and her expression is blank and cute.