Ruan Jiaojiao still didn't wake up, not only did she not wake up, but she also subconsciously rubbed Fu Qiran's chest, and then put her face on his chest, and fell asleep more soundly.

Seeing this, the old housekeeper hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Young master, do you need my help?" ”

"No, you don't." Fu Qiran said lightly, "I can still afford to hug a woman." ”

The old butler opened his mouth, and finally sighed helplessly.

The young master of his family is always so reckless.

Fu Qiran hugged Ruan Jiaojiao and walked upstairs.

Ruan Jiaojiao's room was at the end of the corridor on the second floor, dark and quiet, and no sunlight shone in.

Fu Qiran hugged Ruan Jiaojiao and walked towards the darkness step by step, and the faint light shone on the two of them, reflecting his obscure face.

Fu Qiran carried Ruan Jiaojiao to the bed and put him down, and after a while, his whole body had already begun to gasp.

He sat on the bed, propped himself up with one hand, gasping for air.

His face, which had been flushed with a hint of ruddy just now, had turned pale, and his slender fingers gripped the sheet tightly, turning it into a wrinkle.

Fu Qiran's eyes fell on Ruan Jiaojiao, who was sleeping soundly, and let out a sneer.

He was so crazy that he would carry this woman to the bed himself.

Fu Qiran took a deep breath, slowly adjusted his breathing, and slowly calmed down.

There was a hint of coldness in this empty room, but Ruan Jiaojiao's whole person exuded a warm atmosphere, which made Fu Qiran can't help but want to get closer.

When Fu Qiran bent down and his face was only a few centimeters away from Ruan Jiaojiao, he suddenly reacted.

This is not normal.

Fu Qiran told himself.

He stood up, didn't look at Ruan Jiaojiao, and turned around and left directly.

With the sound of the door closing, Ruan Jiaojiao, who was still asleep, suddenly became excited.

She opened her eyes and looked at her surroundings with some blankness.

Oh, the familiar empty room, the familiar soft bed.

Ruan Jiaojiao thought in a daze, and the next second she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

I slept until five o'clock in the afternoon.

She cleaned up a little and went downstairs.

There was a blank space downstairs, and the old housekeeper didn't know where he went, and Fu Qiran was nowhere to be found.

Ruan Jiaojiao touched her stomach and seemed to be a little hungry, so she simply went to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Chef Wang was happily preparing dinner, he saw Ruan Jiaojiao coming over, and asked with a smile: "Jiaojiao girl, what do you want to eat at night?" Uncle will do it for you. ”

"Don't bother Uncle Wang, I'll eat whatever Uncle Wang eats~" Ruan Jiaojiao said with a smile.

Chef Wang laughed, "We ate late, and we can't eat until the young master finishes eating." ”

Ruan Jiaojiao nodded, leaned over and asked, "Uncle Wang, this is for Fu ...... Did the young master cook dinner? ”

Chef Wang nodded, "Yes, boil some chicken soup, I hope the young master can drink more." ”

Ruan Jiaojiao took a deep breath, and the fragrance of chicken soup penetrated her nose, making her appetite soar.

"Uncle Wang's cooking is so delicious, he will definitely like it very much." Ruan Jiaojiao began to blow rainbow farts.

Chef Wang laughed, but there was a trace of sadness between his eyebrows.

"I hope so."

What kind of temperament does the young master have, he doesn't know that such a big bowl of chicken soup, it is already unprecedented to be able to drink a small half bowl.