Ruan Jiaojiao deliberately asked Fu Qiran about the situation, she set her eyes on the housekeeper, and before she could speak, she heard the housekeeper say: "Madam, you eat first, the young master still has some things to deal with, I will personally send it to him in a while." ”

Ruan Jiaojiao nodded and didn't ask anything more.

After dinner, Ruan Jiaojiao returned to her room with her books.

After all these days, her room was still empty.

Nothing but a bed and a wardrobe.

If Ruan Jiaojiao reads a book, she can only sit on the bed and read, and it is very troublesome to take a note or something.

She was pondering whether to ask Fu Qiran for a desk or something, but there was a sudden knock on the door.

Ruan Jiaojiao hurriedly put down the book and asked, "Who?" ”

"Me." Fu Qiran's slightly hoarse voice came from outside the door.

Ruan Jiaojiao got up and went to open the door.

Outside the door, Fu Qiran was wearing pajamas, and he still had the heat of just taking a shower.

There was still water dripping from his hair, which quickly soaked the piece of clothing on his chest.

"Mr. Fu?" Ruan Jiaojiao screamed.

Fu Qiran supported the door frame with one hand, and a pair of dark eyes stared directly at Ruan Jiaojiao.

After a few seconds, he said, "Do you want to blow your hair?" ”

Ruan Jiaojiao nodded, "Yes, but I don't have a hair dryer in my room." ”

"Well, I have it in my room, come with me."

After Fu Qiran finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards his room.

His room was the second room from the staircase, and compared to Ruan Jiaojiao's room, his room was very light, and there was a large balcony facing the swimming pool.

Even if there is any danger, you will not be too seriously injured by jumping from the second floor into the pool.

This is not the first time Ruan Jiaojiao has come to Fu Qiran's room, after all, when she first came to this world, she opened her eyes to this room.

However, compared with the last panic, Ruan Jiaojiao was obviously much calmer this time.

She took the hair dryer that Fu Qiran handed her, felt some wind with her palm, and only began to blow his hair after making sure it was not too cold.

The hot wind blew on Fu Qi's dyed hair, and also on Ruan Jiao's delicate hands.

Fu Qiran closed his eyes slightly, leaned back on the chair behind him, folded his legs, put one hand on his lap, and the other hand hung casually to one side.

"Ruan Jiaojiao."

He whispered her name, but was drowned out by the cacophony of a hair dryer.

Ruan Jiaojiao vaguely heard something, but she didn't really hear it.

She thought about drying her hair early so that she wouldn't catch a cold, so she didn't stop.

A few minutes later, Ruan Jiaojiao turned off the hair dryer and took the initiative to ask, "Mr. Fu, did you say anything just now?" ”

"Hmm." Fu Qiran raised his head and looked at Ruan Jiaojiao.

"The butler said you made the dinner."

The corners of Ruan Jiaojiao's mouth were raised, and her cheeks were dyed a layer of crimson.

"I'm just helping Chef Wang get started."

Fu Qiran looked at Ruan Jiaojiao, who was ruddy, and suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"Ruan Jiaojiao, Assistant Wang said that you asked him to supervise me to take medicine this afternoon."

When Fu Qiran said this, his expression was obviously a little more complicated.

Ruan Jiaojiao saw that Fu Qiran took the initiative to mention this matter, and her expression suddenly became serious.

"It's me, if you're sick, you should take medicine, don't skip it."

"No matter what, the body is the most important thing."

Fu Qiran hooked his lips and grabbed Ruan Jiaojiao's big hand tighter.