Ruan Jiaojiao heard the footsteps, grabbed the quilt and looked at Fu Qiran secretly.

Fu Qiran noticed Ruan Jiaojiao's movements and chuckled.

"What? Jiaojiao looked nervous. ”

Ruan Jiaojiao hurriedly shook her head, "No, I'm definitely not nervous." ”

Fu Qiran smiled silently.

He turned off the headlights and walked over to the bed.

There was only one bedside lamp left in the room,

The lights weren't so dazzling, but they were enough to illuminate Ruan Jiaojiao's face.

The face illuminated by the light showed a delicate whiteness.

Fu Qiran pursed his lips, skillfully lifted the quilt, and lay down.

Ruan Jiaojiao silently moved to the side a little.

"Jiaojiao, come here, hug." Fu Qiran said loudly.

Ruan Jiaojiao could only move a little to Fu Qiran's side.

Fu Qiran stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Ruan Jiaojiao's waist and took her into his arms.

Fu Qiran, who finally hugged Ruan Jiaojiao into his arms, sighed with satisfaction.

He looked down at her, and the pair of eyes that seemed brighter and brighter under the light gave Fu Qiran an illusion that he had hidden in her eyes.

Fu Qiran's throat rolled, and a touch of heat surged in his heart.

"Jiaojiao." He lowered his eyes, his voice hoarse, "Don't look at me like that, I'll not help it." ”

Jiaojiao Ruan: ???

Mr. Fu seemed to have said something strange.

Fu Qiran pressed Ruan Jiaojiao's head to his chest and took a deep breath.

"Sleep, coquettish."

Ruan Jiaojiao let out an "um", and her eyelashes trembled.

Those long eyelashes can make Fu Qiran feel an itch even through clothes.

He pursed his lips and let out a low sigh.

"Delicate." He repeated, "Close your eyes and go to sleep." ”

Ruan Jiaojiao obediently closed her eyes.

Fu Qiran turned off the light with his hand, hugged Ruan Jiaojiao like that, and went to sleep.

The two hugged each other, and neither of them did anything superfluous.

Just cuddling and sleeping quietly in their arms is probably a way that they can accept each other at the moment.

The sound of shallow breathing sounded in the room, and the breathing of the two of them intertwined, and finally formed the same tone.

The night is deeper.

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Early the next morning, Fu Qiran rarely slept a lazy night.

Although it was only seven o'clock when he woke up, it was already a luxury for him.

As soon as Fu Qiran opened his eyes, he saw Ruan Jiaojiao's sleeping face.

Her face was red, and her long eyelashes looked a little transparent in the rising sun.

An unprecedented warmth rose in Fu Qiran's heart.

He lowered his head and kissed Ruan Jiaojiao's forehead.

Ruan Jiaojiao's eyelashes trembled and she opened her eyes.

She had just woken up with some confusion in her eyes.

She looked at Fu Qiran with a somewhat dumbfounded expression.

"Jiaojiao, good morning." Fu Qiran said with a low chuckle.

Ruan Jiaojiao blinked and said in a daze, "Mr. Fu, good morning." ”

"Well, do you have a class this morning?" Fu Qiran asked.

When Ruan Jiaojiao heard this, she blinked quickly and instantly sobered up.

"There are classes." As she spoke, she sat up.

"Mr. Fu, I'll go wash up first."

Fu Qiran looked at Ruan Jiaojiao's hurried appearance, and said with a low smile: "Don't worry, it's still early." ”

Ruan Jiaojiao didn't hear what he was saying clearly, she had already rushed into the bathroom and started to wash.

Fu Qiran sat up casually and slowly cleaned up.