Inheriting Billions After Being Retrenched

The group was about to set off. Su Zhan Luo Qiaohe got into a car with the photo shoot. In the car, Su Zhan said with red ears: "I heard that today I am going to a far place. It takes four or five hours to take the car."

He raised his eyes to look at her: "Sister Qiao, are you motion sick?"

Luo Qiao shook her head: "Not dizzy."

Su Zhan opened the bag: "I brought motion sickness medicine. Tell me if you want motion sickness!"

Luo Qiao smiled at him: "Okay."

Barrage:

[Woc little fan is a little cute! ! 】

[Loyal dog fan brother X Yujie, thank you, I knocked again. 】

[Oh, I still stand Ming Dad, Ming Dad will always be my destiny. 】

The barrage discussion was happily, the car door was suddenly opened from the outside, and light rushed in. Ming Siran slightly bent over, propped his hand on the car door, and glanced at the two of them with indifferent eyes, lazily speaking. : "Mind if I sit together?"

Luo Qiao glanced back, "Where is your car?"

Ming Siran lied and didn't write drafts, saying, "There is no place there." After speaking, he squeezed in and sat on the other side of Luo Qiao.

Luo Qiao: "..."

On the way, Su Zhan took out two oranges from his pocket and handed them to Luo Qiao: "Sister Qiao will eat for you."

As soon as Luo Qiao was about to take it over, he heard Ming Siran on the side stretched his tone and laughed lazily: "Huh? There is no mine?"

Su Zhan pursed his lips, and quickly handed him his own.

Luo Qiao frowned dissatisfied: "Don't you like oranges?"

The man's fingers were slender and clean. He slowly peeled off the white silk from the orange. He casually glanced at her: "We have been breaking up for so long. Do you remember what I don't like to eat?"

He chuckled slowly, with a **** voice: "Okay, then give it back to the little brother."

He opened his palms, and Su Zhan looked at the peeled orange, his white face turned red.

Luo Qiao: "..." Day.

Barrage: Online kneel begging Ming Dad to be a man!

After that, Su Zhan never looked up.

More than two hours have passed since the car was halfway through. Ming Siran hasn't said anything afterwards, and has been closing his eyes to rest.

Luo Qiao glanced at him, turned her head and whispered to Su Zhan.

After a while, Ming Siran felt someone pull his sleeve gently, and he opened his eyes with a frown.

She saw Luo Qiao plug a bottle of water over, and she was holding motion sickness medicine in her hand.

Meeting his gaze, she urged: "You are about to drink."

Ming Siran lazily watched her not moving.

Luo Qiao simply grabbed his hand, stuffed the motion sickness medicine into his hand, unscrewed the bottle cap for him, handed it to him, frowning: "Drink!"

After a while, Ming Siran slowly stretched out his hand and drank the motion sickness medicine reluctantly.

Then he leaned back on the seat and closed his eyes.

They were natural and proficient throughout the process, and no one even noticed what was wrong.

Barrage:

【in? Didn't you break up? 】

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! 】

[Ming's father got motion sickness, but none of us noticed it. 】

[As expected of my ex-girlfriend, I noticed it in seconds, but then again, Ming's father is really frail, afraid of motion sickness and hates taking medicine. What are these weird settings? 】

[God's **** frail body laughed at me. 】

When he arrived at his destination, Ming Siran looked the same as usual except his face was slightly pale, Luo Qiao couldn't help asking: "Are you all right?"

The man copied his pocket in his hand, glanced at her casually, and laughed: "You get closer to me, I'll tell you."