The flourishing White Lotus

He gently stroked the ring with his fingers and lowered his eyelashes. After a long silence, he looked at her with his deep eyes and said, " "Take responsibility, really?"

Luo Qiao nodded her head quickly.

Ming Siran stared at her, his Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice was a little hoarse. "You said it yourself."

Luo Qiao couldn't wait to Pat her chest and guarantee it. She immediately said, " "I said it!"

The man laughed, and his brows relaxed like the bright moon. He was particularly beautiful.

Luo Qiao stared at his devilish face for a moment, then reached out her hand to him and said, " "You put it on for me too."

Ming Siran lowered his eyes and took the ring from the box. He held her hand and slowly put it on.

The pair of rings matched each other very well.

Luo Qiao admired him in satisfaction for a while, then reached out to hug him. She looked up and said, " "Then let's go to sleep."

Ming Siran chuckled, his tone carefree and alluring as he deliberately asked, " "What kind of sleeping method?"

Luo Qiao was particularly bold. She waved her hand and said, " "You go take a shower!"

Ming Siran,"hehe."

He coughed lightly and looked at her for a few seconds. He couldn't help but laugh and nodded."Alright," he said.

Luo Qiao watched as Ming Siran's tall and slender figure walked into the bathroom. She touched the ring, then pounced onto his big bed.

The phone in her pocket vibrated gently. Luo Qiao slowly pulled it out and glanced at it. It was a message from Mu Lan, asking if she had reached home safely.

She replied a few times, and after three to four seconds, Mu Lan sent another message: Baby, is this Jiang guy trying to seduce you?

Luo Qiao turned her head to the side and stared at the Weibo screenshot that Mu Lan had sent.

A rusty key and a map that said she didn't know her place.

Both of the pictures had struck a sour note in Luo Qiao's heart.

When Luo Qiao saw it clearly, she immediately sat up on the bed. She had gotten up so quickly that she felt a little dizzy. She held her head for a while to calm herself down before she opened Weibo.

Coincidentally, Jiang qingyin's name was on Weibo's hot search page.

She was discharged today, and it was her birthday, so Jiaying company had organized a live broadcast for her.

In Jiang Qingfu's live-stream room, fans gathered, and countless compliments floated across the screen. The interface was filled with all kinds of gifts.

Jiang qingyin was wearing a light-colored dress today. Her hair was tied up loosely, and she looked elegant and gentle.

Compared to before, her face was a little pale, and her weak appearance made the fans feel even more distressed.

Luo Qiao looked at the woman for a moment and narrowed her eyes. Then she clicked on the gift-giving interface.

Recently, there were a few new gifts on the livestream. They were very beautiful, but they were very expensive and ordinary people couldn't afford them.

In the live-stream room, Jiang qingyin was chatting with her fans. She said in a gentle voice, " everyone, don't give me any gifts. Save them for your own food.

The bullet screen was filled with praises for her sister's beauty and kindness.

At this moment, the livestream room suddenly rang with a sound effect that only the highest-priced gift could have.

Jiang Qingxi's fans could tell and were instantly excited.

[ a gift worth 100000 Yuan. F * ck, which rich guy is a true fan? ]

[ sob sob sob. As expected of our sister. She's so popular! ]

As soon as the fan's voice fell, a huge white Lotus flower slowly bloomed in the center of the screen. At the same time, the " nouveau riche's true fan " also sent her blessings.

A flourishing White Lotus flower was given to his sister, and his sister was also full of anger today!

Pfft!

The onlooking netizens almost spat out the water in their mouths.