Synopsis: Ruan Jiaojiao and Fu Qiran had a good night. [The previous screen was screened.,Modified once.,It's still not there.,It won't be modified until 48 hours later.,I don't know when it's going to be released.] 】

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Ruan Jiaojiao rarely slept lazily.

When she woke up, Fu Qiran was making breakfast.

Ruan Jiaojiao sat up, looking at her obviously red little hands, and her face turned red as soon as she brushed it.

Last night proved that Mr. Fu was indeed good.

It's not just a line, it's a very line.

She stared at her hand, a little stunned for a moment.

When Fu Qiran came in with porridge, he saw such a scene.

The girl in her pajamas sat on the bed in a daze, staring down at her palms, her face flushed red, like a ripe red apple.

"Jiaojiao woke up?"

Ruan Jiaojiao came back to her senses.

Fu Qiran's eyes flashed slightly, and he easily thought of last night.

He approached with a bowl of porridge.

Fu Qiran is always so strong, so he feeds Ruan Jiaojiao.

Ruan Jiaojiao drank porridge obediently.

"Hungry? I made you a little porridge. ”

He pulled a chair and sat down, "I'll feed you." ”

As soon as she heard this, Ruan Jiaojiao's face turned red.

Recently, she and Hu Ling went to eat all kinds of delicious food, and they forgot to trim their nails.

In the quiet atmosphere, she barely calmed down.

After drinking the porridge, Fu Qiran put the porridge bowl aside and said lightly: "Jiaojiao, I'll get a nail clipper and cut your nails." ”

Fu Qiran quickly took the nail clippers back.

"Jiaojiao, right hand." He said.

As a result, last night, because his nails were too long, he accidentally scratched Fu Qiran, but it made him hurt for a long time.

Ruan Jiaojiao blushed and nodded slightly.

"It's a bit long."

As he spoke, he picked up his nail clippers and began to cut them.

Ruan Jiaojiao handed her right hand to Fu Qiran.

Fu Qiran took her hand, his fingertips running through her nails.

Fu Qiran's expression was serious, and he also helped to repair it.

If the nails are trimmed and straight, they will no longer hurt people.

This is the first time Fu Qiran has cut other people's nails.

Ruan Jiaojiao's nails are a little soft, and they can be cut off with a light cut.

Fu Qiran pinched her left hand and carefully cut it.

Ruan Jiaojiao looked down at her right hand.

"The other one." He said again.

Ruan Jiaojiao changed her hand again.

"Alright." Fu Qiran wrapped the cut nails in a handkerchief and put them aside.

Ruan Jiaojiao looked at him with a smile and said, "This way it won't hurt Mr. Fu." ”

Fu Qiran obviously had lingering palpitations about what happened last night, his nails were very smooth, and he could faintly see the pink flesh that was originally covered by his long nails.

A few minutes later, the nail of my left hand was also cut.

Ruan Jiaojiao shook her head.

In fact, she is a homebody, and she prefers to stay at home rather than where to play.

Fu Qiran replied helplessly, "um".

He obviously didn't want to continue the topic, so he simply said, "Does Jiaojiao want to go somewhere to play?" ”

"The fitness equipment was not sent before, but the housekeeper sent all the fitness equipment over two weeks ago, and it also passed the safety test."

"Jiaojiao, you need to exercise."

Fu Qiran had also expected this answer for a long time.

He smiled and said, "It just so happens that your previous room was not converted into a gym?" ”

"Practice your wrist strength so that you can last longer."

Every sentence accurately hit Ruan Jiaojiao's point.

She tilted her head, and answered with a red "um" at the base of her ears.

Exercise is meant to be exercised, but she never exercises her wrist strength!