Ruan Fu rarely swears. Unless you're really angry.

As a result, the more she thought about it this time, the more angry she became, from six o'clock in the evening to now, she was all pestering with this person and wasting her time, and she still had a job.

"Bastard." She didn't control her emotions and said again, "Bastard bastard." ”

"......" Jiang Guanlan's throat rolled, when she said those words just now, Jiang Guanlan concealed her reaction very well, but this time she was almost exposed. The woman reached for the mobile phone on the coffee table, but fortunately it was not far away, and it took a lot of effort to finally get it.

At this time, the man's fingertips moved, Ruan Fu was stunned, and seeing his hand move away, Ruan Fu squeezed out with great effort, turned over, and fell onto the carpet of the sofa.

Finally, Ruan Fu put his hand on his forehead, stood up, and exhaled.

Broke free and took two steps.

She propped her head on one hand and looked back at the man who was still rotting on the sofa in her house.

You can't really have a fever, right?

There was a two-second pause.

Ruan Fu walked to the drawer under the TV, found the medicine box, pulled out a pistol thermometer, walked back, leaned over, and shot the man in the forehead.

38.3℃。

Ruan Fu's wrist was suddenly grasped, and she lowered her eyes to meet the man's narrow eyes.

"Awake?"

Jiang Guanlan muffled: "Hmm." ”

Ruan Fu exerted a little effort, and his wrist broke free from the hand he was holding, and said coldly: "Wake up and leave." ”

Jiang Guanlan suddenly opened his mouth: "......"

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Half an hour later.

There was a little familiar fragrance in the living room, Jiang Guanlan lifted his eyelids, tilted his head, and glanced at the woman in the kitchen, she was wearing cotton pajamas, even under this somewhat wide cotton clothes, she could still vaguely see her slender figure.

Ruan Fu came to the cupboard, took out a large bowl from it, took a few ingredients from the refrigerator, closed the door, and glanced back at Jiang Guanlan, Jiang Guanlan put his hand on his eyes, maintained the posture just now, and also looked at her. The two looked at each other, Ruan Fu calmly looked away, and said, "There is cold medicine in the medicine box on the table, take it." ”

With that, she walked to the stove, boiled water, and boiled the decanting soup.

Jiang Guanlan used to drink a lot, she cooked a lot, and now she has it at her fingertips, just said to let him go, Jiang Guanlan stayed there and didn't move, Ruan Fu didn't bother to drive people anymore, so he simply cooked him a sobering soup and waited for Chen Zhu to come.

Jiang Guanlan looked for it, and sure enough, he found a few plates of antipyretics.

"Water?" A low, hoarse voice rang out. He walked to the kitchen door, his upper body leaning against the door frame.

Ruan Fu's eyelids drooped, he didn't look back, and said, "On the water platform, there is a hot one." ”

Jiang Guanlan nodded.

"Thank you." He said.

After eating a few, he leaned back, and the whole person was weakly spread on the sofa, rubbing his hands on his temples. He lowered his eyes and looked at the palm of his hand, where he had just held the woman's wrist, slightly crispy, and his five fingers were closed.

Not long after, Ruan Fu boiled the decanting soup and put it on the coffee table, she pulled out a piece of paper to wipe her hands, there were water droplets on her hands.

She explained: "You are waiting for Chen Zhu here. ”

"Hmm." Jiang Guanlan responded.

Ruan Fu went to the study and closed the door.

Jiang Guanlan's neck was very red, his smooth arms were also faintly red, and the green tendons on the back of his hanging hands were rising. He glanced at the bowl of decanting soup, and then looked at the woman who had already walked to the study, her back swaying, his eyes were presumptuous, and he was speechless at the moment.

It's hot.

He tugged at the collar with his fingertips and lifted it a little.

The brain is buzzing.

The whole person is also confused.

The alcohol and fever made him unconscious, and he remembered that as the woman who had come up to hug his waist as soon as they met, Ruan Fu was now pushing him out of the way.

Her words were also clear.

Jiang Guanlan opened his mouth, now he had a little strength, he wanted to explain to her, but he thought about it, what to explain? What's the use of explaining?

Now Ruan Fu's indifferent attitude is like a knife, cutting off Jiang Guanlan's residual delusions with one sword, making him feel bottomless in an instant. To say that some time ago he thought that Ruan Fu broke up with him just to lose his temper, then this time he suddenly understood, Ruan Fu really thought clearly about breaking up with him.

Her heart is dead.

Moreover, although many of Jiang Guanlan's words at that time were said in a fit of anger, some of them were indeed his sincere words at that time, and he could not quibble, let alone refute.

That's the truth, he doesn't like to be forced into marriage.

Pressing his head, tangled and complicated emotions surging in his mind, Jiang Guanlan's vows suddenly became overwhelmed, not knowing what to do now.

He has to think about it, he has to think about it, Jiang Guanlan raised his hand, paused, and found that there was some pain, he rolled up his sleeves, his elbow was red, and he sent a message to Chen Zhu.

Soon.

The doorbell rings.

The woman walked out of the study in slippers, walked past the sofa, walked to the entrance, and pulled the door open.

"Miss Ruan." Chen Zhu said respectfully.

"Here we are." Ruan Fu nodded and turned sideways so that he could enter the house.

At the door of room 2108, Ruan Fu said goodbye to Chen Zhu politely.

"Thank you, Miss Ruan." Following Chen Zhu out, Jiang Guanlan rubbed his eyebrows, Chen Zhu thanked the woman, and he put his other hand on Chen Zhu's shoulder without saying a word. The man was even a little afraid to look at her.

Ruan Fu smiled faintly and looked at Jiang Guanlan, "It's okay, tell you Mr. Jiang to go back and be more sober." ”

"Don't come again."

Two seconds later, Ruan Fu entered the house.

Bang, the door closes, locked.

Jiang Guanlan: "......"

"Mr. Jiang? Are you okay? He gently patted Jiang Guanlan's shoulder, which was wearing only a shirt.

I didn't have a coat when I went out, and in the winter, Jiang Guanlan took off his arm, and was a little annoyed by his question, so he barely stood up straight, and his temples jumped suddenly.

"I have a fever, I'm drinking, and now I'm being kicked out again, do you think I'm okay?" Jiang Guanlan returned.

Chen Zhu saw that he was able to stand firm again, and it seemed that the sobering soup was not drunk in vain.

"Mr. Jiang, dare to ask, are you here?"

Jiang Guanlan sneered contemptuously: "I don't know either." ”

The air is silent.

Chen Zhu knew a little in his heart that he was almost tricked by Miss Ruan, deceived, refused, sad, angry, drunk and feverish, so he couldn't help but come over.

Chen Zhu asked, "Do you have a fever?" Is it back now? ”

Jiang Guanlan's voice was tired: "No." ”

He estimated that Mr. Jiang's fever should not be able to go away for a while and a half. Chen Zhu sent a message to his aunt and asked her to find the fever medicine in the villa.

The lights in the corridor are voice-activated lights, and when they are lit up, they are bright and wide, and when they are dark, they seem a little lonely and empty, especially now that it is still night, and two men are standing at the door.

"Mr. Jiang, let's go back." The aunt said that she had found it, Chen Zhu put away her mobile phone and spoke out.

Hold him up.

"Okay."

Jiang Guanlan rubbed the corners of his eyes, naturally he wanted to go back, but after this head hurt, his stomach began to feel a little uncomfortable again. He hummed, leaned down, put his hands on the wall, and said, "I'll take my time." ”

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There may be nine o'clock in the evening, see if I can finish the code? (??)?

Lewen