Inheriting Billions After Being Retrenched

The man’s fingers were a little cold, and they rubbed her back skin, causing people to shiver. Luo Qiao couldn’t help but shrink forward. Before turning her head back, his soft lips had replaced the fingers and landed on her neck. On that snow-white skin.

Ming Siran's voice is deep and sexy, teasing people's nerves: "Happy birthday, pretty..."

Luo Qiao slowly turned around, and met the man's loose and beautiful peach eyes.

She looked at her for a moment, then, of course, stretched out her hand towards him.

Ming Siran looked at her and raised his eyebrows.

"Don't pretend to be stupid." Luo Qiao's lips curled, and she was obviously in a good mood: "What about the birthday present you prepared for me!"

She urged it a few days ago.

Ming Siran's gaze fell on Luo Qiaoxue's palm, and a few seconds later, he took out a box from his trouser pocket.

Luo Qiao didn't wait for him to hand it over, "Let me see what this is!"

As soon as the box was opened, a beautifully designed necklace appeared in front of her. Luo Qiao gave a soft wow, took the necklace out, put the box aside, compared it with the mirror, and then her eyes brightened back. Overdone: "It fits the dress I am wearing today."

The woman's complexion was fair, her face was delicate, her face was bright and beautiful, Ming Siran was flashed by her big smile, his heart moved, and his eyes were calm and deep: "Do you like it?"

Luo Qiao nodded and did not hesitate: "I like it." She handed the necklace to Ming Siran: "Help me put it on."

Ming Siran put the necklace on Luo Qiao. A thin necklace, simple but without losing the sense of design, really suits her.

Luo Qiao looked in the mirror for a few seconds, then turned her head, looking up and down Ming Siran.

The man’s white shirt was spotless, his legs were long and straight, and his waist was thin and beautiful. Seeing Luo Qiao’s gaze, he couldn’t help but say: "...what's wrong?"

Luo Qiao stretched out her little white hand and looked at him: "What else?"

Ming Siran looked at her: "What else?"

Luo Qiao: "What about other gifts."

"What other gift?"

Luo Qiao suddenly widened her eyes and said in surprise: "Isn't it, Brother Siran, the things you usually send me back from a business trip are newer than this necklace. You only give me this for my birthday?"

Ming Siran chuckled: "Only this is you not satisfied?"

Luo Qiao: "It's very unlike you." She looked at him suspiciously: "It's really only this?"

Ming Siran's eyes were dark, he leaned close to her slightly and looked into her eyes, his voice was light and charming: "My brother is very poor recently, sister Qiaoqiao is a little considerate of me?"

poor?

She believes in him!

Luo Qiao hummed twice, turned her head and looked at herself in the mirror: "...but forget it, I don't care about you, anyway, I like this necklace!"

Luo Qiao is very good-tempered, and she is happy again by looking in the mirror. Her cat's eyes are curved, and she looks lovely and cute.

Ming Siran watched Luo Qiao go out happily, hooked up the corner of her mouth, and then walked away from the cloakroom with her long legs.

"You're a good one." Luo Qiao mumbled and complained to him as he walked: "Do you know my brother is speechless? He actually paid me directly on my birthday, he paid me, he didn't choose one for me as a gift. It's a perfunctory death. This year, I will give him money for his birthday, and I won't choose gifts for him anymore. Who made him treat me like this..."

Ming Siran leaned at the door and watched her whispering. He lowered his eyes, dropped his fingers into the pockets of his trousers and touched a small box, his eyes moved slightly.

The sun is flooding the room, and today is a good day.

Luo Qiao: "...Siran! Siran!"

Ming Siran suddenly recovered and raised his head to look at her.

Luo Qiao was wearing earrings, and staring at her curiously with those eyes while wearing them: "What do you think so fascinated?"

Ming Siran slowly closed his eyes, he coughed lightly, and took his hand out of his trouser pocket: "Nothing."

Luo Qiao watched him come, staring at him with small eyes: "I think you are very wrong today."

The man laughed loosely and came to her: "Oh? What's wrong with me?"