Inheriting Billions After Being Retrenched

The woman had no makeup on her face, because the car just now was a bit sultry, her forehead was stained with hair, her eyes were bright, her lips were rosy, and she was so beautiful that she asked him: "Are you live?"

The little brother moved his throat and hummed subconsciously.

Luo Qiao: "Let me see."

In the next second, he handed over the phone honestly.

Luo Qiao took the phone and glanced at the bullet screen. The bullet screen netizens were complimenting her at this time. Her eyes curled up and she immediately said, "Yes, I was hanging!"

[Hahahaha yes yes yes, you are the pendant, you are the pendant! 】

[Qiaoqiao hug her mother! Oh, you are so cute! ! 】

[Fuck, my sister Qiao finally has a fan, but to be honest, I also want to be a fan recently, sister Qiao is so cute recently! ! 】

[Are those who stand tall and even force it? Ben Qiaofan is comfortable, what a perfect setting, my sister Qiao is obviously a face setting, okay! 】

Luo Qiao looks bright and bright, but when she smiles and looks at people, she has no sense of distance. She has a natural temperament that makes people close to her. Not only does the netizens look comfortable, but some of Gao Qi's companions are infected and can't help but walk over. Talk to her.

The entire venue seems to be Luo Qiao's home.

When Gao Qi saw this scene, his face suddenly became more ugly.

...

Luo Zelan simply cleaned the bathroom at this time, then took the watch placed on the sink and put it on, and walked out.

In the hallway, a woman in a hat came up, dressed in a dark, low-key and deserted manner.

The two passed by, Lin Zhiyao took a few steps forward, and then she paused slightly before slowly stopping.

Turned.

The man's back was tall and slender, and soon disappeared from sight.

...

After Luo Qiao talked with the netizens, she raised her eyes and saw her brother approaching with an unhappy expression.

Her little heart beat, and immediately returned the phone to the person just now, leaning over, and her voice was cheerful: "Brother!"

Luo Zelan glanced at her: "It's over?"

"Ok!"

He said lightly: "Then go."

Luo Qiao watched her words and thoughts, and moved her head over, but asked cutely, "Brother, was I just awesome?"

The man made no sound and walked outside with her. When he got in the car, Luo Zelan took off his suit jacket and leaned on the seat to rest.

His waist is narrow and thin, his temperament is cold, and his slightly raised Adam's apple stretches out a **** line, which is perfect no matter what angle he looks at.

Luo Qiao: "Brother, are you in a bad mood?"

Before Luo Zelan could speak, she continued: "Chatting with me is super sweet!"

"..." Luo Zelan: "You give me quiet for a while."

More than half of Luo Qiao's words were due to a guilty conscience. She watched Luo Zelan's expression, blinking her big eyes.

The car drove to Luo Qiao's villa and stopped in front of the door.

Luo Qiao turned her head and glanced at Luo Zelan. Seeing that he seemed to be asleep, she breathed a sigh of relief, quietly preparing to get out of the car.

But before she opened the car door, a man's low and cold voice came from behind: "Let Ming Siran come over tomorrow."

Luo Qiao's back suddenly stiffened.

Luo Zelan still closed his eyes, without lifting his eyelids, "Have you heard?"

Luo Qiao swallowed and nodded honestly: "Listen... I heard it."

...

That night.

Ming Siran came back from get off work.

He was about to open the door. He just stretched out his hand and did not move. A sound of footsteps came from behind the door, followed by the door being pulled open from the inside, and then stuck out Luo Qiao's beautiful and bright face: "Honey, are you off work?"

Ming Siran moved for a while, his gaze fell on Luo Qiao’s face, before she made a sound, the peach blossom eyes had already burst into a smile, fingers hooked the key, raised eyebrows, and her voice was lazy and sexy: "Why, the sun today Is this coming out from the west side?"

Luo Qiao's cheeks are white and delicate, and she doesn't know how likable her small appearance is. Her eyes curled: "Do you like me calling you that way?"

Ming Siran walked in and said lazily, "Listen to my husband again."

Luo Qiao directly ignored his words, walked over to pick up his coat, and hung it up for him in person. Ming Siran adjusted his cuffs, with a gentle and expensive appearance, his eyes fell on the busy woman. Humbling: "Speak, what do you want?"

Luo Qiao immediately turned her head and looked upright: "Look at what you said, am I such a person!"

Ming Siran curled his lips: "Aren't you?"

Luo Qiao licked her lips, walked over again a few steps, and stood in front of him: "Did you find any difference between me today?"

Ming Siran's eyes fell on her, glanced at her a few times, and then stretched out his hand, hooked the apron belt on her body, raised an eyebrow and said, "This?"

Luo Qiao was wearing an apron at the moment, quite like a wife. He turned around in front of him a few times, and asked him expectantly: "Do I look good? Do you like it?"

Ming Siran: "I like it." After a pause, he casually said: "I like it better if you don't wear it inside."