Inheriting Billions After Being Retrenched

Luo Qiao rested her head on his hand, looking at the handsome and enchanting face of the man in front of him, without even a trace of hesitation, she nodded her head vigorously, and replied very happily: "Yes!"

Ming Siran looked at her, gently rubbed her fingertips at the position under her eyes, and slowly said, "You said it."

Luo Qiao: "I said!"

Ming Siran saw her answering everything so happily, and squinted, "What if you regret it afterwards?"

Luo Qiao's mind can't turn around now: "Do you regret it?"

Ming Siran smiled and touched her head, but what she said made her back frizzy: "Then give me all your property."

"..." Luo Qiao blinked and answered obediently: "Oh."

Ming Siran rubbed her head, looking expensive and handsome: "It's useless to say anything else, come, first tell me the bank card password."

Luo Qiao:?

...

The room was quiet and Luo Qiao was sleepy.

Ming Siran unbuttoned two shirts with one hand, and touched her face with the other hand: "Asleep?"

Luo Qiao nodded.

Ming Siran: "Then go to sleep."

"I haven't removed my makeup yet."

Even when drunk, some habits are still deep in a woman's bones.

"..."

Ming Siran looked at her for a moment, chuckled, and turned to her room.

He carried her cosmetic bag and found the makeup remover from it. He glanced at the instructions and almost figured it out. He found the makeup remover to remove her makeup patiently.

The man's gesture was gentle, Luo Qiao raised her face comfortably and the corners of her mouth raised.

Ming Siran leaned slightly, patiently and seriously.

When it was almost finished, Luo Qiao wrapped his waist.

Ming Siran paused slightly and touched her head habitually.

Luo Qiao snorted, "I have to wash my face."

Ming Siran lowered his eyes and smiled, **** and lazy: "Huh?"

Drunk Luo Qiao acted like a coquettish: "You take me."

"..." He looked at her and said, "Okay."

After washing her face and brushing her teeth again, Luo Qiao was carried back to the bedroom by Ming Siran.

She was very sleepy, and she fell asleep after rubbing her cheek against the pillow.

Ming Siran leaned against the head of the bed, looking at her sleeping face, his always lazy and indifferent brows seemed much gentler.

...

The next day.

Luo Qiao slowly opened her eyes.

The person concerned just regrets, very much regret.

Just die on the spot like this, she thought.

She hated her memory, and even remembered the details of her aegyo holding him in the middle of the night.

After hammering the bed hard, Luo Qiao decided to forget it forever.

There is no one beside him, but the slightly wrinkled bedding shows that he has been lying here.

Luo Qiao closed her eyes, opened the door, and walked out calmly.

Ming Siran is in the living room. He is sitting on the sofa with his slender legs folded. He hears the sound. He raises his eyelids and glances at her. His thin lips seem to smile, "Wake up?"

At that moment Luo Qiao exerted her acting level as a queen, her eyes curled, "I was drunk last night? I don't remember anything, did it cause you trouble?"

Ming Siran put his phone aside, turned his watch, and chuckled loosely: "Oh? Don't remember anything?"

Luo Qiaojing smiled reservedly: "I really don't remember, I don't have a good memory."

Ming Siran snorted and looked at her without speaking.

Luo Qiao turned and walked to her room: "If it's okay, I'll take a shower, and I'll go to work soon..."

She was ready to slip after speaking.

Ming Siran didn't leave her either, just took out the remote control lightly and pressed the start button.