Chapter 333： Flattered

She saw Luo Qiao walking out of the kitchen carefully carrying the soup, seeming to perceive the sight of others, raising her eyes to look at him.

The light inside the room is bright, making Luo Qiao's face more white and flawless. Her eyes are very beautiful, with the tails of her eyes turned up, unconsciously. At this moment, she **** her hair, revealing a small face as big as a palm. The girly sense of the body.

Meeting his slightly startled gaze, Luo Qiao moved her eyes. Looking at him, a slight curvature of her mouth slowly emerged, but before that curvature was fully reflected in her eyes, she looked away and hurried to the restaurant. Go.

For a moment, Shen Jikong felt that she wanted to smile at him.

He stood in place, suddenly a little in a trance, his heart clearly aroused a feeling of unsustainable heart palpitations, that kind of slightly paralyzed feeling, bit by bit, swept the whole body.

"master."

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, the men behind him softly reminded him.

Shen Jikong's expression moved and he recovered.

He turned his head and glanced at his hand, his eyes sinking slightly, he had obviously returned to his usual appearance, and said lightly: "Go on."

After speaking, Shen Jikong stepped into the restaurant.

Luo Qiao was standing at the dining table, **** her apron.

Shen Jikong stared at her with a pair of eyes, the woman put on light makeup, and her lips were dyed with a thin layer of red, which looked bright and beautiful.

He walked over and came behind her, his slender fingers gently hooked, and untied her tight apron, his voice was low: "This is the dinner Qiaoqiao made for me by herself?"

Luo Qiao tilted her head: "Can't you?"

The man chuckled lightly, his voice a little soft, and his heart touched: "Why, I'm just a little flattered."

After all, she had never softened and approached him at all.

Luo Qiao put her apron aside, pulled her chair away, and looked at him: "Sit..."

Shen Jikong came into contact with her gaze, and fell on the chair she pulled away for herself, with a curved mouth, without rejecting it, and walked over with her long legs.

Luo Qiao went to the wine cabinet again and took two bottles of red wine. He kept watching her, and when he saw her, he stretched out his hand to loosen the neckline, and his face was a little distracted: "Want to drink with me?"

Seeing the beautiful red wine ripples in the transparent goblet, the man's eyes were unpredictable and he gently curled his lips: "What are you going to do?"

Luo Qiao shook the bright red wine, and said lightly: "It's just that I want to drink some wine suddenly."

"Really?" He stared at her white and delicate face, and said with interest: "Aren't you going to get me drunk?"

"..."

Luo Qiaosui raised her eyebrows at him: "Then you drink or not?"

Under the light, she lifted her jaw slightly, the corners of her lips curled slightly, her bright eyes looked over, and she asked him straightforwardly.

Shen Jikong felt that his heart seemed to be squeezed tightly. After a while, he looked away, smiled, and took a sip of the wine.

Softly said: "As long as you give it to me."

He thought, this is called uncontrollable affection, and also called sweetness.

...

The maid had already quit wittily, and there were only two people left in the entire space.

The red wine has a rich and mellow taste, slowly spreading between the lips and teeth.

Luo Qiao glanced at the cold and indifferent man beside him, and said, "You plan to keep me like this for the rest of my life?"

Shen Jikong's eyelids drooped lightly, and his voice was light: "It's you who have to run, pretty, you've already run once, and I won't give you a second chance."