Luo Shi'an discharged Ruan Jiaojiao from the hospital, and then sent her back to the Fu family's villa.

After returning home, Ruan Jiaojiao said hello to the housekeeper and went upstairs.

It's already five o'clock in the afternoon, and it's going to be dark in a few moments.

Ruan Jiaojiao took out her mobile phone and charged it.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye it's bedtime again.

She unplugged her fully charged phone, turned on the camera, found a position facing the bed, put it there, and after a little disguise, lay quietly on the bed and fell asleep.

At 0:00 a.m., Fu Qiran entered her room.

He lay down and took Ruan Jiaojiao into his arms.

"Jiaojiao."

Fu Qiran muttered in a low voice, and suddenly kissed her on the lips.

The raging kiss occupies everything about Ruan Jiaojiao, and the crazy side that was hidden during the day completely erupts in the night.

A few minutes later, Fu Qiran slowly let go of Ruan Jiaojiao.

He licked his lips, feeling better at last.

He fell asleep with Ruan Jiaojiao in his arms contentedly, and the camera hidden in the shadows recorded this scene honestly.

The next day, Ruan Jiaojiao took out the mobile phone that had been turned off and charged it.

After charging it for a while, she took her phone and retracted it into the bed.

Her whole body was buried in the quilt, and the quilt was wrapped so tightly that no matter how anyone outside looked, they couldn't see what the people in the quilt were doing.

Ruan Jiaojiao clicked on the album and opened the video recorded last night.

The front was a very normal scene of her sleeping, until in the early hours of the morning, Fu Qiran entered her room.

He skillfully walked into the room, skillfully lifted the quilt and lay down, skillfully hugged her into his arms, and even ...... Skillfully kiss her.

Looking at the scene in the video, Ruan Jiaojiao only felt that her hands and feet were cold, and all kinds of past came to her mind, which actually made her feel that she was controlled by Fu Qiran from beginning to end.

He controlled her life, her friends, and even, her dreams.

Ruan Jiaojiao pursed her lips, holding her phone, her eyelashes trembling.

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At six o'clock in the afternoon, Fu Qiran returned home.

The air was filled with the smell of food, and his delicate stood in the doorway, smiling, waiting for his return.

Fu Qiran's heart softened, and he walked quickly to Ruan Jiaojiao's side.

"Mr. Fu, you're back." Ruan Jiaojiao said.

"Hmm." Fu Qiran took Ruan Jiaojiao's hand and walked to the dining table.

After the two sat down, Fu Qiran glanced at the dishes that were different from the past, and asked with a smile, "These are all made by Jiaojiao?" ”

"Hmm." Ruan Jiaojiao replied softly, "Mr. Fu tastes it." ”

Fu Qiran was in a good mood and asked the butler to take out his treasured red wine, he poured a little into the glass and sniffed it gently.

Although you can't drink it, smelling it is equivalent to drinking it.

Fu Qiran picked up the chopsticks and began to eat.

Ruan Jiaojiao looked at Fu Qiran and did not speak.

Seeing that Fu Qiran had almost eaten, Ruan Jiaojiao screamed.

"Mr. Fu."

Fu Qiran squinted his eyes slightly, and his face showed a rare satiation.

He shook his glass of red wine, which shone a bit of transparent red in the light.

Ruan Jiaojiao took a deep breath, the courage she had accumulated in the day today made her little face full of seriousness and seriousness.

She looked at Fu Qiran directly, and her thin lips opened slightly.

"Let's get a divorce."