I'll check it, then

He looked at her and remained in the same position. He didn't move and only gave a soft " hmm.

Luo Qiao inched closer to him and lowered her hand. She found his hand and held it gently.

The man's fingers were dry and warm, and there was a feeling of comfort when she touched them. She paused and intertwined her fingers with his.

Ming Siran naturally did not reject her, and only looked at her.

Luo Qiao leaned over, still a little wet from head to toe. The faint smell of shower gel, with a hint of milk, wafted into her nose.

Her soft hair fell down and swept over him.

They were only a few centimeters apart, and Luo Qiao looked at him with her clear eyes.

Ming Siran lowered his eyes to meet hers, and asked quietly, " "Have you had dinner?"

Luo Qiao looked at him without saying a word.

She felt that Yueyue was doing this on purpose.

"Ming Siran, how many puffs did you take just now?"

His expression didn't change, but his thin lips couldn't help but curve up. In the same position, he lazily asked her, " "What's wrong?"

"When did you learn to smoke? Was it during the two years we were separated?"

"No."

Luo Qiao glared at him with her clear eyes and almost leaned into his arms. "When was that?"

Ming Siran chuckled when he saw how persistent she was with the question. "I didn't draw."

It had just been ignited.

"If you didn't smoke, what were you doing with the cigarette just now?" Who was he trying to lie to?

Ming Siran did not lift his eyes, and said in a lazy tone, " "Yeah, it's to add to the atmosphere."

“…………”

Looking at her expression, he seemed to find it more interesting and chuckled.

His deep and pleasant voice tickled people's ears, and the thin hot air he exhaled swept across his face, making him feel a little itchy.

Luo Qiao stared at his warm and beautiful eyes. Her lips moved as she looked at him."You really didn't draw?"

"No," he replied in a sexy voice.

Luo Qiao looked at him for a few seconds. Zhenzhen, " she said. I'll check it out.

Before Ming Siran could even process what she meant by " let me check, " the next second, he was kissed by the woman.

She first kissed his lips, then seemed to be dissatisfied with that and explored deeper.

She seemed to be seriously checking if he smoked.

Ming Siran's body stiffened for a moment, then the dark color in his eyes deepened.

His Adam's apple bobbed and his hand fell on her waist. At first, he let her do whatever she wanted, but later, he was aroused by her. His hand went up and held the back of her head. He turned the tables and deepened the kiss.

Luo Qiao had just taken a shower and hadn't completely dried her hair, so she could feel the slightly damp temperature when her hand touched it.

Even his heart was a little hot.

After an unknown period of time, Luo Qiao finally separated from him, breathing with difficulty. She buried her head in his chest, trying to calm herself down. As she listened to the man's heavy heartbeat, she slowly reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist.

He looked like a gentle and lazy man, but when his hand touched his hard abdominal muscles, he could feel it.

Luo Qiao touched it and felt that it felt good, so she touched it again.

Ming Siran lifted his chin and loosened a button. His action revealed a sexy neckline. He could feel what Luo Qiao was doing but he didn't stop her. He chuckled and reached out to lift her face up. He looked at her eyes and lips that were slightly red from his kiss, and his dry fingertips fell on the corner of her eyes.

She gently rubbed her face against him. Her voice was completely hoarse, but it was low and gentle."Did you find out?"

It took Luo Qiao two seconds to realize what he was referring to.

She had just said that she wanted to check if he smoked.

I almost forgot about this, Yingluo.

Luo Qiao licked her lower lip and thought for a moment before she replied, " "Yingluo didn't smoke."

She couldn't taste it.

Looking at her reminiscing expression, Ming Siran's eyes were as black as ink.

The hand on her waist tightened involuntarily, and he lowered his head to kiss her.

Her eyes, cheeks, and lips were very gentle. The restrained and gentle kiss on her cheek made her feel very comfortable.

After the kiss, Luo Qiao felt a sense of satisfaction. The drowsy feeling that she had suppressed earlier came back again, and it was even stronger than before. Especially now that she was in the man's warm and comfortable arms, she couldn't help but nuzzle against his chest.

"Are you sleepy?" The man's voice was still a little hoarse.

Luo Qiao didn't open her eyes. She buried her head in his chest and said in a muffled voice, " "En, Yingluo."

Ming Siran picked her up from the sofa and placed her on the soft bed.

Luo Qiao didn't struggle with the sleepiness for long and soon fell into a deep sleep. Ming Siran reached out and gently brushed her hair away from the side of her face, then sat on the bed and watched her for a long time.

Luo Qiao slept for twelve hours. When she woke up, the room was still extremely quiet. She walked barefoot on the carpet, walked to the bed, and pulled open the curtains. The sun shone on her body. It was a good day.

She narrowed her eyes.

Perhaps it was because she had a good night's sleep, but she was in a good mood. She went to the bathroom to wash up, changed her clothes, and rang the doorbell to Ming Siran's room.

Not long after, the sound of footsteps came from the other end of the room. A tall man opened the door for her. One of his hands was still adjusting his collar. After looking at her, he let her in.

Ming Siran was dressed in a formal suit, his suit ironed and his pants straight. He stood in front of the mirror, looking lazy and Noble.

He took his tie from the bed and was about to put it on when a soft and delicate hand reached out to him.

Ming Siran's gaze fell on Luo Qiao's face.

Luo Qiao helped him with his tie. Her movements were gentle, her eyes focused and serious, and her voice was soft and pleasant because she had just woken up."Did you sleep well last night?"

Ming Siran looked at her and said slowly, " "Yingluo, yes."

Not long after, Luo Qiao helped him with his tie. She tilted her head and sized him up. Satisfied, she said,"It's done,"

Looking at his clothes, Luo Qiao asked curiously, " "Why are you dressed so formally today?"

She waited for a few seconds, but Ming Siran did not say anything. She looked up and heard him say, " "I'm going back today."

Luo Qiao was taken aback, and her hand on his neck paused.

Ming Siran looked at her and reached out to touch her face. "Something came up at the company and I need to deal with it."

She was supposed to go back some time ago, but Shen shengkong's incident happened at the last minute. He couldn't drag this on any longer. Old master Ming had already called him several times to hurry him.

Blinking her eyes, Luo Qiao came back to her senses and said, " "Oh," she said after a while."Then what time are you leaving?"

Ming Siran lowered his eyes to look at his watch.

Thirty minutes later?

"So fast?" Luo Qiao was surprised.