Yang Dong took out a cigarette from his bag and put it in his mouth.

He didn't light it either, but just said, "It's for that little girl to come to City C?" ”

"Hmm." Fu Qiran responded.

Yang Dong sighed lightly and let out a sigh.

"Who's that little girl? You're so concerned. ”

Fu Qiran hooked his lips, "Uncle Yang, you also know each other." ”

"I know?" Yang Dong was a little surprised.

He searched his mind, but couldn't find a face similar to that of the little girl.

"Who?" Yang Dong asked.

Fu Qiran licked his lips and said with a little meaning: "Ruan Jiaojiao." ”

Yang Dong's eyes widened, "You said she was Ruan Jiaojiao?" ”

Fu Qiran nodded.

Yang Dong took a deep breath.

Speaking of which, he hadn't seen Ruan Jiaojiao for a few years.

In his memory, Ruan Jiaojiao's girl was rude and willful, and extremely nymphomaniac, in short, she was unpleasant.

But Ruan Jiaojiao, who was eating with her cheeks puffed out, looked well-behaved and clever, and the clarity of the cat's pupils that were as black as Fu Qiran was not what she could have before.

After a long time, Yang Dong sighed: "Sure enough, it's the eighteenth change of the female university." ”

Fu Qiran raised his eyebrows noncommittally and did not explain anything.

"Uncle Yang, Jiaojiao should have eaten almost, I'll go first." Fu Qiran said.

"Hey, wait." Yang Dong said, taking out a beautifully packaged box from the cabinet, "It's the New Year, I don't have anything to give, you can take this box of osmanthus cakes, and say hello to your grandma for me." ”

Fu Qiran took the box, nodded, and turned to leave.

Yang Dong looked at Fu Qiran's back with a cigarette in his mouth and sighed lightly.

I don't know how long this kid from the Fu family can live.

Fu Qiran walked to Ruan Jiaojiao with the box.

"Have you eaten enough?" He asked.

Ruan Jiaojiao wiped her mouth and responded obediently: "I'm full." ”

"Well, let's go." Fu Qiran said.

The two of them walked outside together.

"I'll take you back to the hotel to get your suitcase, and then we'll go home together." Fu Qiran said.

Ruan Jiaojiao didn't have anything to refuse, she obediently agreed.

Anyway, now that the launch party is over, it's time to go back.

Ruan Jiaojiao returned to the hotel, and Fu Qiran sat in the car and waited for her.

She got into the elevator, the doors slowly closing.

Through the gap, Ruan Jiaojiao saw a girl hurriedly running over here.

The man seemed to see her, too, and a hint of surprise crossed her eyes, but then a deep jealousy welled up.

As the elevator door closed, the girl also happened to run to the elevator door and wanted to go upstairs.

She pressed the button, but it was too late.

"What kind of person, I don't know how to press it when I see someone coming."

The girl muttered, but the jealousy in her eyes did not dissipate.

At this time, there was only Ruan Jiaojiao alone in the elevator.

Her body was stiff and her heart was beating extremely fast.

The fear that seemed to be about to die in the next second suddenly came to her heart, and her body could not move.

It wasn't until the elevator doors opened again that she relented.

Ruan Jiaojiao walked out slowly, leaning against the wall, only to feel that her legs were a little weak.

The sense of crisis that came up inexplicably put her whole person in a state of fear.

She bit her lip and lowered her eyes.

Her intuition told her that the girl was not simple.

It is very likely that that girl is the heroine of the novel "Thin Love, Cold and Less Light Pet", that is, the heroine of this world.