Fu Qiran's eyes flashed slightly, and his fingers unconsciously rubbed the ring on his ring finger.

"Jiaojiao thinks I'm not right?"

Ruan Jiaojiao hurriedly shook her head, "Mr. Fu is right. ”

Fu Qiran snorted lightly and nodded with satisfaction.

As soon as the two of them were talking, they were prompted to board the plane.

The two boarded the plane, and after Ruan Jiaojiao sat down, she asked for a blanket, put it on herself, and soon fell asleep.

After the plane took off, Fu Qiran turned the plane into flight mode and turned his head to look at Ruan Jiaojiao.

Ruan Jiaojiao slept unsteadily, her brows furrowed tightly, and she muttered something in her mouth.

Fu Qiran leaned over and listened carefully.

"Don't ...... Don't kill me. ”

The voice as thin as a mosquito sounded in Fu Qiran's ears, his pupils shrank, his lips pursed, and his momentum suddenly became low.

Fu Qiran sat up straight, pulled his tie, and a trace of irritability flashed on his face.

Ruan Jiaojiao's living environment has always been peaceful and safe, and there is no threat to her life at all.

But she said it in her sleep.

It seemed to remind him of something.

Fu Qiran's fingers lightly clasped the armrest, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

It seems that some things must be advanced.

Fu Qiran's Adam's apple rolled, and the air pressure became deeper and lower.

Ruan Jiaojiao, who was sitting beside him, trembled unconsciously.

She had a nightmare in which she was brutally killed by Fu Qiran, her soul floating in the air, and she saw him torture her with all kinds of cruel means.

She begged bitterly, but Fu Qiran's eyes were cold, as if she was stepping on blood, and she was about to become a member of the blood.

It was so cold that her body was shivering.

Under such circumstances, Ruan Jiaojiao woke up.

She looked at Fu Qiran blankly and with deep fear.

Fu Qiran saw that Ruan Jiaojiao was awake, restrained the momentum on his body, and asked in a softened tone, "Awake?" ”

Ruan Jiaojiao nodded blankly, looking at Fu Qiran without blinking.

"What's wrong?" Fu Qiran asked.

Ruan Jiaojiao shook her head and did not speak.

Fu Qiran took Ruan Jiaojiao's hand and squeezed it gently.

"Nightmare?"

Ruan Jiaojiao nodded, and responded softly with a "hmm".

"What are you having a nightmare?" Fu Qiran asked tentatively, "Someone wants to kill you?" ”

Ruan Jiaojiao's pupils shrank sharply, and she subconsciously asked, "How do you know?" ”

Fu Qiran's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a glimmer of light crossed his eyes.

"You just talked in your sleep."

"What did I say?" Ruan Jiaojiao hurriedly asked.

She wouldn't have exposed anything, would she?

"What do you say......" Fu Qiran looked at Ruan Jiaojiao, not letting go of any expression on her face, he said word by word: "Don't, kill, me." ”

Ruan Jiaojiao's heart trembled, and she asked, "What else?" ”

"Nope." Fu Qiran replied.

Ruan Jiaojiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, I didn't say the word "Fu Qiran".

"What nightmare is Jiaojiao doing? Well? Fu Qiran asked.

"It's just that I dreamed that a wolf wanted to kill me, and I couldn't run away from it." Ruan Jiaojiao said cautiously.

Fu Qiran snorted lightly and nodded lightly.

"I see." He said.

Ruan Jiaojiao saw that Fu Qiran's expression was the same, took two deep breaths, and said slowly: "Mr. Fu, it's just a nightmare." ”

Yes, it's just a nightmare.

She's not going to die, there's many, many things she still has to do.