After Ruan Jiaojiao returned home, she boiled some porridge and went to the company.

Fu Qiran had just returned to the office after the meeting and saw Ruan Jiaojiao who had delivered porridge.

He walked over briskly and sat down on the couch.

Ruan Jiaojiao handed the porridge to Fu Qiran and said, "Mr. Fu, it's a little hot, you eat slowly." ”

Fu Qiran nodded and ate in small bites.

Ruan Jiaojiao sat aside, her expression a little distracted.

Fu Qiran glanced at Ruan Jiaojiao and frowned.

"Jiaojiao, what are you thinking?" He asked.

"Hmm......" Ruan Jiaojiao replied vaguely.

"Huh?" Fu Qiran's eyes lit up, "Thinking about other men?" ”

Ruan Jiaojiao shook her head, "No, I'm thinking about Senior Sister." ”

"What's wrong with Senior Sister?" Fu Qiran asked casually.

Ruan Jiaojiao hesitated, shook her head and said, "It's nothing." ”

This kind of words that wanted to cover up made Fu Qiran's brows furrow deeper.

He hated the feeling that things were out of his control.

Fu Qiran put down the porridge bowl and put his right leg on top of his left leg.

He put his left hand on his right leg, leaned a little to Ruan Jiaojiao's side, and picked up Ruan Jiaojiao's chin with the other hand, so that she could only look at herself.

"Jiaojiao."

Fu Qiran read her name, his voice low and hoarse.

His pure black pupils reflected Ruan Jiaojiao's slightly surprised little face, and deep in the pupils, there was a hidden darkness.

"Don't hide anything from me."

The words of control sounded in Ruan Jiaojiao's ears.

At this moment, Ruan Jiaojiao seemed to have a glimpse of the villain described in the novel who could single-handedly stir up the entire entertainment industry and make the male and female protagonists suffer.

Ruan Jiaojiao's eyelashes trembled, and after a second or two, she let out a soft "um" from her nose.

Fu Qiran hooked his lips with satisfaction, "So what's the matter?" Well? ”

Ruan Jiaojiao raised her eyes and looked directly at Fu Qiran.

After a few seconds, she spoke:

"I saw the senior sister quarreling with her friend."

"She's a little sad, so I'm a little concerned."

Fu Qiran's thumb gently rubbed Ruan Jiaojiao's soft chin, and his expression was a little happy.

"What do you care about?" He asked cheerfully.

Ruan Jiaojiao was silent for a few seconds, and then she spoke: "Senior sister is very good to me, often brings me small cookies, but she is sad but I can't help her, so I just care a little." ”

When she said these words, Ruan Jiaojiao always looked at Fu Qiran.

There is a hint of water in those excessively beautiful eyes, which makes it easy for people to rise to a good feeling, but at the same time, people can't raise the slightest suspicion.

Even Fu Qiran couldn't resist the truth in her eyes.

"In that case, just ask her if she needs help."

"She can help if she needs it, don't help if she doesn't need it, and don't need to worry about anything."

"And ......"

Fu Qiran stopped, leaned forward, and leaned in front of Ruan Jiaojiao.

The milky scent on Ruan Jiaojiao's body penetrated into his nose, he took a deep breath, and said with a little hoarseness: "I don't want you to think about other people when you stay with me, even women." ”

"Got it?"

Fu Qiran's tone was light, but there was an indescribable sense of threat.

Ruan Jiaojiao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the hot breath exhaled sprayed on Fu Qiran's face, with a faint milky fragrance.

Fu Qiran's breath stagnated, and his eyes darkened slightly.

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