Shallow breath sprayed on his eyelids, glowing with the sweet smell of fruit candy.

Fu Chi was stunned, forgot his movements, and still maintained a bent posture.

Jiang Ruan took a step back, tilting her head to look at the man's close face, the corners of her lips curled.

Q: "What does it feel like?" ”

The man slowly opened his eyes, and those eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of white mist, a little wet and damp.

"What does it feel?" She asked again.

Squinting, I leaned closer to him and blew softly.

He finally came back to his senses.

The Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was a lot hoarse.

"Soft."

"What else?"

"Sweet."

"Anything else?"

"I like it."

Ask questions.

It's incredibly soft, and it makes people feel the urge to be bullied hard.

Jiang Ruan raised his hand, his moist and cold fingertips gently caressed his eyelids, and then put his glasses back on the bridge of his nose.

"In the future, close your eyes and think about what you just did."

She admitted that she looked at his silent appearance, and her heart seemed to be clenched fiercely, a little breathless, depressed and heavy.

She is not a good person, she has experienced too much darkness and human coldness, so that the heat in her heart has dissipated little, there is so much pain in the world, she has seen most of it, and she has become insensitive.

But in the face of Fu Chi, he will always unconsciously soften his heart.

It's like there's a sense of involvement in the soul, it's weird, and she can't figure it out for a while.

……

The next day.

Jiang Ruan got up from the bed and stared at the ceiling as if he was distracted, his eyes were faintly cyan, and he didn't look energetic.

She had insomnia.

She has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for many years, and for the first time she lost sleep because she took advantage of a beauty.

There was a very strange ...... A sense of weakness.

She rubbed her hair a little irritably, rolled back and forth on the bed a few times, and was finally interrupted by a series of cell phone ringtones.

Jiang Ruan calmed down and grabbed the phone on the bedside table.

It's the cycle that comes more and more.

"How?"

"Today is the awards ceremony, starting at 10 o'clock, I'll pick you up."

Jiang Ruan got out of bed and walked to the bathroom, "I'm not going, I just went to the hot search, but I don't want to go again." ”

"You're given a VIP seat, and the media can't shoot it, don't worry."

There is no room for refusal if the cycle is longer.

Jiang Ruan couldn't help but roll his eyes in the mirror and struggled: "I'm sleepy. ”

"The VIP seats are big enough for you to sleep."

“……”

"I'll pick you up?"

"Forget it, send me the address, I'll go myself."

Jiang Ruan closed his eyes speechlessly and rubbed his eyebrows.

Zhou Yue has an inexplicable obsession with this kind of thing, it was she who pushed them on this road in the first place, and he wanted her to see how successful he looked, which was understandable.

Hung up the phone.

I looked at the time, it was a little more than 8 o'clock, I went out to buy breakfast, and the time was about the same.

Jiang Ruan quickly washed up.

casually put on a black sweatshirt and a black baseball cap, covered most of the little face, made sure that it was okay, grabbed the key and went out.

After watching the award ceremony, she still wanted to go to see Yuan Xiuqin, they would stay here for a few days, so naturally they would have to accompany her more.

Downstairs.

Riding the motorcycle, she looked upstairs.

The sunlight was dazzling, the glass window was glowing with a light golden light, and the shadows of the trees were surging, and it was impossible to see it really.

Yesterday he had some fever, and today she didn't hear him leave the building.

Probably on leave.

She stared at the window for a while, rode out of the community, and turned back ten minutes later, carrying a crab roe xiaolongbao and fresh soy milk.

Anyway, he helped her last night, and he was sick, and he couldn't be ungrateful.