Ruan Jiaojiao nodded honestly.

"I'm hungry."

Fu Qiran kissed Ruan Jiaojiao's lips, and said with a hint of indescribable hoarseness in his voice: "Let's go to dinner." ”

"Okay." Ruan Jiaojiao responded.

She pursed her lips, and there seemed to be the coldness that belonged to Fu Qiran's lips on her lips.

She lowered her eyes, a little surprised that she accepted Fu Qiran's kiss so calmly.

Now she seems to have begun to get used to Fu Qiran's intimate actions.

Ruan Jiaojiao wrinkled her little face, does this mean anything?

Ruan Jiaojiao has never been in love, she has given all her love to game production.

So she didn't know that when she accepted these intimate gestures, it was also a sign that she liked someone.

Having said that, Fu Qiran pulled Ruan Jiaojiao and walked downstairs.

As soon as the two of them went downstairs, the kitchen had already heated up the meal and served it to the table.

Because neither of them can eat too much heavy food, their dinner tonight is simple and nutritious pumpkin porridge.

Ruan Jiaojiao was drinking pumpkin porridge and secretly glanced at Fu Qiran.

She had only been eating light food for more than a month, and now she felt a little unbearable.

When she was in school, she actually went to the commissary to buy spicy noodles to eat to relieve her appetite.

In this way, she can barely eat such a light food.

She really couldn't imagine how Fu Qiran, who had eaten such light food for so many years, could endure it.

Ruan Jiaojiao thought about it, and unconsciously said the words in her heart.

Fu Qiran had already finished drinking a small bowl of pumpkin porridge.

Hearing Ruan Jiaojiao's doubts, he chuckled and said, "I have never eaten those heavy and delicious foods, so naturally I don't know how delicious they are." ”

"If you don't know how delicious they are, how can you crave them?"

Once he had tasted the heavy flavors, he would certainly not be able to tolerate such light food.

It was as if he had never seen the light that could cut through his dark world before, and now that he saw it, he would not let go no matter what.

Even if he can't recover, even if he falls into the abyss, he will not let go, never.

Fu Qiran chuckled, but the smile in his eyes did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

Ruan Jiaojiao nodded thoughtfully when she heard Fu Qiran say this.

Mr. Fu has a point. Ruan Jiaojiao thought silently.

But it's still a bit of a pity that he hasn't eaten a series of delicious foods such as fried chicken, roast duck, hot pot, skewers, etc.

Thinking of this, Ruan Jiaojiao's eyes when she looked at Fu Qiran couldn't help but be dyed with a touch of sympathy.

Fu Qiran: ......

His delicate mind didn't know where to go.

Fu Qiran was a little helpless, he found that his delicate thinking was always easy to deviate.

He sighed softly, his face tinged with tenderness.

My own Jiaojiao, in addition to being spoiled and coaxed, what else can I do?

"Jiaojiao, if you don't drink porridge again, the porridge will be cold." Fu Qiran said.

Ruan Jiaojiao coughed lightly and drank the porridge intently.

After dinner, it was already nine o'clock before I knew it.

At this time, it was Ruan Jiaojiao's bedtime.

She glanced at Fu Qiran, who was sitting on the sofa and seemed to be dealing with work, and said, "Mr. Fu, I'm going to sleep, do you want to sleep with me or you ...... for a while?"