After dinner, Ruan Jiaojiao made a phone call with Lin Sike and talked about the promotion of "Dragon Teng".

Fu Qiran just looked at her quietly and didn't say anything.

Ruan Jiaojiao turned around by chance, only to crash into a pair of deep eyes.

She was stunned for a moment.

"Mr. Fu?"

She screamed.

Fu Qiran seemed to come back to his senses from a certain state, he gathered his mind and laughed.

"Jiaojiao, what's wrong?"

Ruan Jiaojiao gave him a strange look.

She said to Lin Sike, "Senior Sister Lin, we'll talk again tomorrow" and then hung up the phone.

After hanging up, she walked over to Fu Qiran and sat down.

"Mr. Fu, are you feeling unwell?"

Fu Qiran shook his head and said with a smile: "No." ”

"Why do you ask that?"

He put his arm around her waist.

The soft waist is under the big hands, and through the clothes, they are all warm.

"You don't look right today." Ruan Jiaojiao said.

She had a rare frowning expression.

"If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me."

"Hmm." Fu Qiran lowered his eyes, and his fingertips rubbed between her lips.

"Didn't you talk about married life before?"

"It's been so long, and Jiaojiao hasn't ...... yet"

Needless to say, the rest of the story.

Ruan Jiaojiao's ears turned red and she glanced down.

"I can actually do it, but Mr. Fu, you ......"

Fu Qiran's eyes froze, "I can too." ”

"Then we ......," Ruan Jiaojiao pursed her lips.

Fu Qiran picked up Ruan Jiaojiao and walked upstairs.

In the bedroom, the two hugged each other.

Love spreads through the kiss.

But at that critical step, Fu Qiran stopped.

He looked at Ruan Jiaojiao fixedly, as if he was pondering something.

Ruan Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment and looked up at him.

"Mr. Fu?"

Fu Qiran got up and rolled his Adam's apple, "Jiaojiao, you still have to work tomorrow, rest early." ”

As he spoke, he turned and went into the bathroom.

The cold water hit him, and his sanity gradually returned.

His mind flashed with the scene he had just had.

His coquettish name was called, and the tails of his eyes were flushed red.

It was such a seductive picture, but he felt that something was wrong.

Not enough, not enough.

Such thoughts grew in his mind and instantly occupied his heart.

At the critical moment, he stopped.

He couldn't find a reason to continue.

The mere lack of hope could not sustain him to continue.

That's not what he wants.

Fu Qiran tilted his head and let the cold water hit him.

In the bedroom, Ruan Jiaojiao simply cleaned herself up, picked up her mobile phone, and looked pensive.

Mr. Fu, something is really wrong.

Obviously, he usually wants to eat her clean, but when it really comes to this time, he stops.

This obvious abnormality made Ruan Jiaojiao feel puzzled.

The sound of water in the bathroom seemed to remind her of something, she pursed her lips, turned on the light, and sat up.

Ten minutes later, the bathroom door opened, and Fu Qiran walked out of it.

The light shone on him, staining his deep eyes with a little light.

Ruan Jiaojiao sat on the bed and looked at Fu Qiran with a little seriousness.

Fu Qiran walked over and kissed her on the lips.

"Why do you have a straight face?"

Ruan Jiaojiao pushed him, "You don't touch me, is it because I'm not good enough?" ”

Fu Qiran was stunned for a moment, "How could Jiaojiao think so?" ”