Chapter 344： Why don't you like the master

Luo Qiao frowned, looked at his hand for a long time, didn't move, and didn't know what she was thinking.

Shen Jikong didn't urge her, so she looked like she was leisurely.

For a while, when Shen Jikong thought she would not take the initiative, Luo Qiao frowned and stretched out her hand reluctantly. The man's eyes moved, and she slowly tightened her cool fingers. This feeling was enough Let him do anything for her, he thought, as long as Luo Qiao doesn't run away from him.

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During the two days of monitoring Shen Jikong, Ming Siran's subordinates discovered that the young young owner of the Shen family worked at the company and the home at two points and one line every day. There were hardly any flaws. The manor was guarded very tightly, even the servants. All go through strict screening.

"However, there is news that he has chosen a ring and wedding dress recently, and it seems that he is about to marry his girlfriend."

When Ming Siran heard the words, he raised his eyes: "Girlfriend? Who is his girlfriend?"

"This is not clear, he has never taken it out." The subordinate glanced at Ming Siran: "Ming always doubted..."

Ming Siran looked coldly, staring at the French window in front of him, and after a few seconds, he slowly said, "Since Mr. Shen is about to get married, to show his sincerity in cooperating with him, a wedding gift is always given. "

The next one was stunned, and immediately understood, and immediately said: "Yes, I will prepare now."

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The afternoon sun shines on the body, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

Luo Qiao lay on the recliner, blocking the dazzling sunlight with her sunglasses.

Suddenly feeling a little wet and itchy fingers, she turned her head to the side, and suddenly saw a small furry dog ​​licking her.

Luo Qiao met its black and innocent eyes, and her heart was poked. She had never resisted such small furry things.

Luo Qiao sat up, held the little milk dog in her arms and rubbed it, touching its small head, and bending her mouth unconsciously: "Who brought you here?"

At this time, a head appeared next to him, and he whispered a little nervously: "Luo...Miss Luo..."

Luo Qiao looked at the appearance of this little maid, and asked softly, "This is your dog?"

The maid, who looked young, met her gaze and quickly lowered her eyes: "Two days ago... I picked it up outside..."

Luo Qiao beckoned her over.

The two teased the puppy for a while, and the little maid couldn't help but look up at Luo Qiao.

The woman has a long neck and a cold white complexion, and she is exquisite and beautiful everywhere.

No wonder the master likes her.

Maybe it's because she looks more intimate at the moment. The little maid pursed the corner of her lips and asked boldly, "Why doesn't Miss Luo like the master?"

Luo Qiao paused with her hand touching the dog's head, her slender fingers stroked its soft fur, raised her eyelids, and asked unhurriedly: "Why do I have to like him."

Touching her gaze, the little maid hurriedly lowered her head, her voice was so small that she could hardly hear her: "...because I think the master treats you very well."

Since calling this manor, she has never seen her master treat anyone like this. No matter what she does, Luo Qiao is not angry, and she can't wait to give her the best things in the world.

If you have to say it, you shouldn't trap her.

Luo Qiao lowered her eyelids slightly, unable to see whether her emotions were happy or unhappy at the moment.

The little maid pursed her lips, looked at her face carefully, and whispered: