Ruan Jiaojiao walked out of the corner and glanced at Su Nuanyan from a distance.

Su Nuanyan was holding her mobile phone, pouting and taking a selfie.

Ruan Jiaojiao saw Feng Zhi walk out, Su Nuanyan put down her mobile phone and said something to Feng Zhi.

Su Nuanyan smiled happily, the two got along now, and there was no indication that she would report the seal in the future.

This thought flashed away, and Ruan Jiaojiao quickly withdrew her gaze and left.

After getting into the car, Ruan Jiaojiao tried hard to recall the novels she had read.

But at that time, she was reading novels all the time, and she couldn't remember many details clearly, and only vaguely remembered a rough timeline.

Ruan Jiaojiao knocked on her head, she knew that she would wear books, she should have read it more carefully, and she would not be so passive now.

Time passed in a flash, and the car soon stopped outside the Fu family's villa.

Ruan Jiaojiao got out of the car and walked inside.

Fu Qiran's car was parked outside, but there was no sign of him in the living room.

Ruan Jiaojiao looked around and asked the housekeeper beside her, "Grandpa housekeeper, where is Mr. Fu?" ”

"The young master is in the study." The housekeeper hesitated for a moment, "Madam, the young master is not in a very good mood today, you ...... Check it out. ”

"Feeling bad?" Ruan Jiaojiao repeated.

The first thought that popped into her mind was that Fu Qiran had met Su Nuanyan, and Su Nuanyan was very likely to provoke him.

Thinking of this possibility, Ruan Jiaojiao's heart couldn't help but tremble.

She looked at the butler, a look of worry welling up in her eyes.

"I'll take a look." She said.

The housekeeper nodded and watched Ruan Jiaojiao go upstairs.

A few minutes later, Ruan Jiaojiao knocked on the door of the study.

"Mr. Fu."

"Come in." Fu Qiran's slightly hoarse voice came from inside.

Ruan Jiaojiao opened the door and walked in.

The study was very dark, only the desk was faintly lit.

Fu Qiran leaned back in his chair, one hand on the table, and the other on the arm of the chair.

From Ruan Jiaojiao's angle, she could only see that the back of Fu Qiran's hand on the table was stained with some blood.

Ruan Jiaojiao was shocked and walked quickly to the desk.

"Mr. Fu, your hand is injured."

Fu Qiran opened his eyes, glanced at the back of his hand, and said in a dumb voice: "It's not my blood." ”

"Jiaojiao, come here, let me hug for a while." He said again.

Ruan Jiaojiao hesitated, but still walked in front of Fu Qiran.

Fu Qiran reached out and grabbed Ruan Jiaojiao's arm and took her into his arms.

Ruan Jiaojiao was immediately hugged into Mr. Fu's arms.

His aura enveloped her.

Fu Qiran buried his head in Ruan Jiaojiao's neck, almost greedily absorbing the taste of her.

The faint smell of milk came from his nose, moisturizing his body little by little.

Fu Qiran's spirit slowly relaxed.

"Jiaojiao." He called her name.

Ruan Jiaojiao lowered her eyes and replied with a low "um".

"Jiaojiao."

"Jiaojiao."

…………

He called her name over and over again, so abruptly in the quiet room.

Ruan Jiaojiao responded over and over again, without any impatience.

Fu Qiran's voice gradually lowered.

Before I knew it, the hoarse voice was replaced by the sound of shallow breathing.

Fu Qiran just hugged Ruan Jiaojiao and fell asleep.

Calm, relaxed, just asleep.