Chapter 518： How did I become so ugly?

Luo Qiao: "..."

Luo I even turned to ashes. My boyfriend could recognize me. Qiao turned his head and looked at the man's back.

? ? ? ?

Ahead, Ming Siran lowered his eyes and glanced at his watch, and his beautiful brows were slightly twisted: "Qiao Qiao said she is coming to pick me up, why can't I see anyone?"

The assistant on the side looked around. Luo Qiao clearly saw the assistant’s sight staying on her for a moment, and then continued to look aside blindly, “Maybe it’s outside, Mr. Ming, let’s go outside and wait. ?"

Ming Siran didn't say anything, and walked out with his long legs.

Luo Qiao stood still.

The staff in charge of the filming quietly walked over to comfort her: "But... maybe you didn't see it clearly, there are too many people in the airport, and Mr. Ming couldn't feel your breath."

Luo Qiao: "..."

She lowered her head and did not speak, and walked with her short legs, following the man, with a little pitiful feeling of depression overflowing the screen.

Ming Siran walked outside the airport and still didn't see Luo Qiao. He took his cell phone to call her, but the phone was connected, but no one answered.

Ming Siran looked at the last phone that was automatically hung up. What happened?

He dialed Luo Qiao's phone again, and from the corner of his eyes he caught a glimpse of the black and cute Kumamoto bear behind him, frowned slightly, and took the time to ask: "Why does this ugly thing always follow me?"

Luo Qiao:? ? ?

pardon?

The assistant said: "Maybe something is doing activities nearby."

Ming Siran asked casually and then turned away. The phone was still not connected. He was a little worried whether Luo Qiao encountered something on the road and was about to leave. The Kumamoto bear behind him suddenly raised his little boy. Short legs, kicked him.

Ming Siran looked at the small footprints on his trousers, raised his eyes, and glanced at it.

Luo was very playful. He looked down and looked around, then picked up the lid of a mineral water bottle that had fallen on the ground, and slammed it on his haute couture suit.

Ming Siran curled his eyebrows and looked at it for a few seconds. Then, as if he was aware of something, his eyes moved slightly, and he stepped away from his long legs and walked towards it. After Luo was playful, he turned and ran, but he caught him after not taking a few steps. Up.

Ming Siran took down the doll costume and saw the woman's angry face. His gaze fell on her face. After looking for a few seconds, his fingertips fell on her cheeks, lightly rubbed them, and slowly said: " Isn't this... that beautiful girlfriend in my family?"

Luo Qiao said dissatisfied: "You didn't even recognize me!"

He chuckles: "How do you dress like this?"

"I didn't want to surprise you!" She asked, "Am I not cute?"

She tilted her head back, with white cheeks, and asked him that.

The man stood there against the light, looking at her, his pupils were dark and gentle, he couldn't help laughing out, and kissed her lips: "Um... very cute."

Luo Qiao: "Hurt! I really deserve it."

Ming Siran shook his head and chuckled, holding her handcart.

In the car, the staff member held the vlog shooting equipment according to the rules. She looked at the two people in the back of the car, coughed slightly, and boldly asked Ming Siran: "Mr. Ming, Mr. Luo said you were chasing you when you were young. For her, then I want to ask for our thousands of fans, how did you chase after? Was it hard to chase?"

Luo Qiao's eyes twitched and immediately turned his head to the direction of the car window.

When Ming Siran heard the words, he squeezed Luo Qiao's fingers for a while, he sighed slowly, and stretched his tone: "Is it hard to chase you? Sister Qiaoqiao?

Luo Qiao: "..."

Ming Siran has a lazy posture, leaning back slightly, and pulling out a nice neck line. He stares at Luo Qiao, lazily smiling: "It's okay, whoever makes parents look beautiful should work harder."

Luo Qiaoer turned red, and immediately reached out and pinched him, Ming Siran chuckled and grabbed her hand: "To tell the truth, also hit me?"

"..."

The staff who were two CP fans were stuffed with dog food, holding the camera equipment and smiled at his aunt.

...

As the car drove halfway, Luo Qiao rubbed her eyes from time to time. Ming Siran was the first to notice her movement, turned her head to look at her, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I don't know, my eyes suddenly itchy."

Ming Siran frowned slightly, turned her face to his side, raised her chin, and scanned her eyes, "It seems a little red."

Luo Qiao felt itchy and wanted to rub her, but he held her wrist, "Don't rub it."

He frowned, looked at her for a few seconds, and then directly said to the driver: "Don't go back, go to the hospital."

From the airport to the hospital, it was not a long distance, Luo Qiao's eyes began to red and swollen, and there seemed to be an increasingly serious trend.

The staff member glanced back at her, then took a breath: "Mr. Luo, are you allergic?"

Luo Qiao was itchy and did not answer.

The car quickly drove to the hospital. The doctor checked it and said, “It’s either allergies or inflammation. Maybe something unclean has been touched, but it’s nothing serious. It will be fine after a few days of medication.” Here, after a pause, he glanced at Luo Qiao, "It might affect the appearance a bit."

At this time, Luo Qiao did not realize what the doctor said.

Until the doctor left, she took a small mirror from her bag and took a picture. The next second, she took a breath of air, rubbed it and sat up on the stool: "Hey! Why am I so ugly! "

When Ming Siran took the medicine out, he heard her sentence.

He came over and touched her head: "Go, go home."

Luo Qiao's eyes stuck to the mirror, still in shock: "Oh my God, I'm like a pig!"

Because of the influence of the eyes, her left face was also a little swollen. Ming Siran looked down at her for a few seconds and said, "No, not too swollen."

Luo Qiaotang approached him: "Really?"

Ming Siran: "Yeah."

"Is it really swollen?"

She leaned close, a bit like the poor cat stung by a bee on the Internet, looking at him sadly.

Ming Siran turned his face away and coughed lightly.

Luo Qiao was very sensitive at this time, and she immediately killed her eyes: "Did you just laugh?"

Ming Siran: "I don't."

"You just laughed!" She pounced on him: "You actually laughed at me! So you are a Ming Siran."

Ming Siran hugged her, peach blossom eyes smiled, and his chest lightly vibrated: "Why are you so cute?"

"Don't think that complimenting me can cover up the fact that you laugh at me!"

Ming Siran lowered his eyes and kissed her slightly swollen side face: "No, my pretty looks good."

The staff member who filmed the vlog held the device and sighed, ohhhhh, the fairy love.

She edited today's video material and passed it to her colleagues in the company's publicity department, who then posted it on the official Weibo of Mingshi Group.