The slices of bread that had just been taken out of the refrigerator still had a hint of coolness, and the coolness mixed with the sweetness of the bread drilled into Fu Qiran's mouth and danced with the tip of his tongue.

Ruan Jiaojiao looked at Fu Qiran, and a little doubt flashed in her eyes.

A mouthful of bread obviously couldn't satisfy Fu Qiran, and he didn't plan to get another slice of bread by himself, but just lowered his head and ate the bread slice in Ruan Jiaojiao's hand.

Ruan Jiaojiao looked at Fu Qiran like this, and she didn't know why the scene of a chicken pecking millet suddenly appeared in her mind.

She didn't hold back, and laughed.

Fu Qiran raised his eyes to look at her.

"Laughing at what?" He asked.

Ruan Jiaojiao hurriedly restrained her smile, shook her head and said, "I didn't laugh at anything." ”

Fu Qiran raised his eyebrows, and leaned towards Ruan Jiaojiao.

"Ruan Jiaojiao, don't play tricks in front of me, you know?"

Ruan Jiaojiao tilted her head, Fu Qiran was too close to her.

Close enough that she could smell the faint smell of medicine on his body, which was not good, but it did not reach the point of being unpleasant.

What's more, this taste happens to be the taste that Ruan Jiaojiao likes.

Since she was a child, she has liked some smells that ordinary people don't think smells good, such as the smell of durian, such as the smell of stinky tofu.

Even more exaggerated, she likes to smell the smell of burning gasoline in the back of her car.

And now the smell on Fu Qiran's body is exactly what she likes, so much so that she has to restrain herself so that she won't come to him to smell it.

Because of her efforts to restrain herself, Ruan Jiaojiao's face turned a little red.

And this smear of red is a sign of shyness in Fu Qiran's eyes.

Ruan Jiaojiao herself is extremely white, and her face with baby fat is a little ruddy, and she looks very cute.

Lovely? Fu Qiran frowned.

He actually thought Ruan Jiaojiao was cute?

Fu Qiran snorted coldly, and his face sank.

"Ruan Jiaojiao, don't tick. Lead me. ”

Ruan Jiaojiao blinked, and there was a hint of confusion in her eyes.

Where does she tick. Led him?

"I didn't." Ruan Jiaojiao said with a hint of her own stubbornness.

Fu Qiran looked at Ruan Jiaojiao carefully.

In the past, Ruan Jiaojiao always liked to paint heavy makeup, which was so thick that it almost buried her facial features.

Before today, Fu Qiran could hardly remember what Ruan Jiaojiao looked like.

Ruan Jiaojiao, who was standing in front of her now, had picturesque eyebrows, and her skin that could be broken by blowing was a little pale in the dim light, but this did not affect her beauty at all.

Fu Qiran felt that he might be crazy, otherwise, how could he think that Ruan Jiaojiao was beautiful and cute tonight?

Fu Qiran rubbed his temples and took two steps back.

"There is no best."

Fu Qiran dropped such a sentence and went upstairs in a hurry.

Ruan Jiaojiao looked at Fu Qiran's back that looked a little embarrassed, and a smile rose at the corner of her mouth.

Well...... She may have been stupid in her studies, and she actually felt that Fu Qiran, who left in a hurry, was a little cute.

Ruan Jiaojiao glanced down at the small piece of bread that was eaten by Fu Qiran, and after thinking for a few seconds, she still ate the small piece.

You can't waste food, besides, Fu Qiran doesn't mind that she has eaten, and she naturally can't mind that he has eaten.

Ruan Jiaojiao, who was full of food and drink, went upstairs to sleep.

A few days later, the make-up exam time came, and Ruan Jiaojiao officially entered the university campus and started her college life.