The atmosphere in the bedroom was quiet, he watched her quietly, and what was hidden under his careless appearance was his many years of affection.

"Huh?" Seeing her not speaking for a while, Ming Siran's eyelashes trembled lightly, and the fingers holding her wrist tightened unconsciously, with the slight expectation and tension that he didn't even notice, his voice was low. : "Qiao Qiao?"

Luo Qiao stared at his eyebrows, her heart shrank uncontrollably, she kept her eyes closed and said slowly: "No."

In the expected answer, Ming Siran's fingertips were slightly loose, but this emotion only lasted for a second, and soon he returned to his usual sluggish appearance, watching her gently: "Then brother, wait."

Luo Qiao's throat tightened. After a while, she lowered her eyes and gently pulled away his hand, turned and left the bedroom.

...

At the weekend, Luo Qiao's legs were almost healed, so she invited Mu Lan out to play.

Mu Lan was in good condition, and the shadow of the man and woman seemed to fade away slowly.

After the two arrived at the mall, Luo Qiao suddenly remembered that she had dropped her mobile phone on the car, and said to Mu Lan: "You go shopping here first, I'll get the mobile phone."

Mu Lan nodded and watched her leave.

In front of the women's clothing area, Mu Lan walked over.

Shopping guide ushered in: "These are all new seasons, miss you, see which one you like."

The light-colored long skirt in front of me is exquisitely designed. Mu Lan looked a little like it, and said: "This one, I'll try it on."

"Okay, I'll take it off for you."

The shopping guide took the clothes off, and Mu Lan was about to reach out to pick them up, but she snatched the skirt with one hand.

"This skirt is not bad." The woman rolled her eyes and handed the skirt to the shopping guide: "I want it, wrap it up for me."

The shopping guide was taken aback, and looked at Mu Lan embarrassedly: "However, this young lady first fancyed this skirt..."

The woman glanced at Mu Lan, and she couldn't help but smile.

"Isn't this sister Riya?"

It just so happened that some of the woman's friends also came over. Mu Lan looked up and saw Tao Shiyue walking in the middle.

Her pupils shrank slightly.

The other party apparently saw her too, raised his chin slightly, smiled sarcastically, touched her lower abdomen, and said to the woman who had snatched Mulan's skirt: "Qiqi, what's the matter?"

The woman named Qi Qi sneered, glanced at Mu Lan, yin and yang strangely said: "Fancy a skirt, someone has to grab it with me."

"Oh? Tao Shiyue and her little sister stepped forward and said lightly: "Who is so dumbfounded? "

She took out a card from her bag and handed it to the shopping guide: "Pack the clothes."

Turning his head and saying to Qi Qi, "Just treat it as a gift from me."

Qi Qi covered her lips and smiled: "What a shame, you are about to get married. I should give you a gift first."

"Good sisters care about this."

The two of you said a word to me, and Mu Lan's gaze slowly passed over Tao Shiyue's abdomen, a little lost.

Perceiving her sight, Tao Shiyue touched her lower abdomen, smiled even more proudly, and softly urged the shopping guide: "Hurry up and wrap it up."

The shopping guide looked at Mu Lan embarrassedly: "This lady, look at..."

"Some people don't buy it after watching it for a long time. They don't have any money to buy it. Don't chirp, just put it on me."

A few women looked like wealthy daughters. The shopping guide did not dare to offend them and nodded.

Just when it was about to be packed, a white and slender hand suddenly stretched out, with a strong force, grabbing the skirt!

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