Ruan Jiaojiao thought about this question very seriously.

After a few seconds, she turned around and looked at Fu Qiran very seriously.

Fu Qiran slowly opened his eyes and looked at her.

"Mr. Fu, will you let me die if you do something bad?" Ruan Jiaojiao asked very seriously.

Fu Qiran said without hesitation: "No." ”

How could he be willing to let his delicate death die?

He wanted to hold her to the top of his heart and let her not be hurt in the slightest.

When Ruan Jiaojiao heard this, she pursed her lips and replied seriously: "Will that stop me from making games?" ”

"No, it won't." Fu Qiran still replied without hesitation.

Ruan Jiaojiao thought seriously for a moment and continued to ask, "Then will you ruin the game I made?" ”

Fu Qiran smiled dumbly, and said gently: "No, I can't bear it." ”

Hearing this, Ruan Jiaojiao breathed a sigh of relief.

She raised a smile, took Fu Qiran's big hand, and rubbed it with her little face.

"In that case, then I will forgive Mr. Fu~"

Fu Qiran's heart softened, and his big hand gently stroked Ruan Jiaojiao's face.

"Jiaojiao is so good."

He kissed the tail of her smiling eyes and said softly, "I'll help you blow your hair, huh?" ”

"Uh-huh!" Ruan Jiaojiao replied with a sweet smile.

Fu Qiran picked up the hair dryer next to him and turned it on.

The soft strands of hair shuttled through his big hands, with her peculiar aura, stained his hands, and made him linger.

Fu Qiran looked down at Ruan Jiaojiao, who was playing with his belt, and smiled helplessly: "Jiaojiao, don't mess with it. Fire. ”

Ruan Jiaojiao coughed lightly, her ears turned red, and she quickly withdrew her hand.

She was really just curious just now, why Mr. Fu's belt was buckled on both sides, she definitely didn't have any other ideas!

She poked and poked at it, and it was flat, huh...... Sure enough, it's too small.

Ruan Jiaojiao shook her head, no longer thinking about what she didn't have.

After blowing her hair, Ruan Jiaojiao was in a rare mood to put a mask on herself.

And Fu Qiran went to the bathroom.

As the night deepened, the two hugged each other and slept together.

Before going to sleep, Ruan Jiaojiao didn't know what she thought, and suddenly she kissed Fu Qiran's face.

"Goodnight kiss."

Fu Qiran was stunned for a moment, grabbed Ruan Jiaojiao's head with his backhand, and kissed her on the lips.

After a few minutes, he let go of her and said in a hoarse voice, "This is a goodnight kiss." ”

Jiaojiao Ruan: ......

She shouldn't have learned the bridges in "Huo Shao's Little Wife"!

"Good night, good night."

Ruan Jiaojiao said, turned over, and slept under the quilt.

Fu Qiran hugged her from behind and rubbed her neck.

"Good night, my Jiaojiao."

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At the same time, a small hotel in country X.

Feng Zhi covered the wound on his arm and snorted secretly.

"These gringos are so ruthless!"

Didn't you just use their secret research institute, why are you so ruthless!

Feng Zhi briefly treated the wound and sighed.

Now he hopes that Fu Shao will use the medicine, and then have a soul-to-soul exchange with Ruan Jiaojiao's "affection, love, love".

Then Fu Shao was happy and recalled him back to China.

These days outside are really not people's lives.

He now misses the days when he hugged his golden thighs and waved at will, which was like now......

"Bang bang bang! Open the door! Rounds! "Someone has come to check on the room again.

Feng Zhi snorted, quickly put on his clothes, and then went straight out of the window.