Ruan Jiaojiao listened to her grandmother's whispering, so she could only hold her hand and give her some warmth.

A few minutes later, Grandma wiped her tears and said with a smile: "Jiaojiao, I made you smile." ”

Ruan Jiaojiao shook her head.

"Let's go out, Xiao Ran must be here to pick you up." Grandma said.

Ruan Jiaojiao nodded, and let her grandmother pull her outside.

In the living room, Fu Qiran had been waiting for a while.

When he heard footsteps, he looked up at the location of the stairs.

Grandma pulled Ruan Jiaojiao and walked to Fu Qiran, "Xiao Ran, are you here to pick up Jiaojiao?" ”

Fu Qiran nodded.

Grandma snickered, "Then you guys go quickly, haha, I won't keep you here." ”

"Hmm." Fu Qiran walked to Ruan Jiaojiao's side and took the initiative to take her hand.

"Grandma, let's leave first, and we'll come back to see you later."

Grandma nodded with a smile and watched the two leave.

At the door, the driver was already waiting.

After getting into the car, Fu Qiran let go of Ruan Jiaojiao's hand.

He looked sideways at Ruan Jiaojiao, his eyes falling on her face.

Ruan Jiaojiao touched her face, "Mr. Fu, is there anything on my face?" ”

Fu Qiran nodded and took out a wet tissue.

"There is a yellow on the face. Colored stuff. ”

"Huh?" Ruan Jiaojiao sighed softly, and suddenly felt cold on her face.

It turned out that Fu Qiran wiped the stains on her face little by little with a wet tissue.

Ruan Jiaojiao sat there obediently and obediently, and explained in a low voice: "It should be that the tart water was on your face just now." ”

"Well, I'll bake something next time and let the servants do it." Fu Qiran said.

"It's rare to make egg tarts with my grandmother, so I did it myself, and I originally wanted to make some for Mr. Fu to take home." Ruan Jiaojiao said.

When Fu Qiran heard this, he hooked his lips.

"It's good if the heart arrives."

"Don't do such a dangerous thing next time, I'll be worried."

Ruan Jiaojiao turned her head to look at him and nodded obediently.

Fu Qiran rubbed her hair with satisfaction, "Jiaojiao." ”

He retrieved the wet wipes, folded them neatly, and placed them in a delicate little box.

Seeing this, Ruan Jiaojiao asked curiously, "What did Mr. Fu do in the box?" ”

"Trash." Fu Qiran explained, "There will be someone to clean it up. ”

Ruan Jiaojiao nodded thoughtfully, Mr. Fu is really exquisite, the boxes for throwing garbage are so exquisite.

How did she know that this box used to hold some important small items, such as pens for special contracts or millions of watches.

Now put a used wet wipe, if the object can talk, it will definitely be a good cry.

Having said that, the car quickly stopped at the door of the villa.

Fu Qiran put the box away and got out of the car.

After returning to the villa, Fu Qiran and Ruan Jiaojiao had dinner together.

While eating, Fu Qiran kept looking at Ruan Jiaojiao, as if he wanted to imprint her into the depths of his soul.

Ruan Jiaojiao was stared at like this, and she always felt that there was something on her face.

She tilted her head and asked suspiciously, "Mr. Fu, is there anything else on my face?" ”

Fu Qiran's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and what Xia Youzhi said kept echoing in his mind.

"Nope." Fu Qiran said, "It's nothing." ”

"I just think Jiaojiao is getting better and better."

Ruan Jiaojiao was caught off guard by such a compliment, and her face turned red all of a sudden.

Fu ...... Mr. Fu is also getting more and more handsome. ”