After wearing books, I married a sick villain

Chapter 116 Dusty Photos

This matter is settled.

That night, when Fu Qiran entered Ruan Jiaojiao's room again to rest, he found that her sleeping posture showed a trace of protection again.

Fu Qiran frowned lightly, a trace of haze flashed between his brows.

He quietly retreated from Ruan Jiaojiao's room and came to the study.

On the desk, next to the computer, there is an upside-down photo frame.

There was a layer of dust on the photo frame. Obviously, its owner hadn't looked at it or even taken care of it for a long time.

The desk is clean, only that small area is full of dust.

Fu Qiran sat down, leaned on the back of the chair, raised his head slightly.

The dim light hit him, casting a huge shadow on the ground.

Shadows enveloped himself, dimming even the little light.

The clock is ticking, every minute and every second is ticking.

After an unknown amount of time, Fu Qiran raised his hand and turned over the photo frame.

In the frame is a slightly yellowed photo.

The photo clearly shows a family of three, the handsome man and the pretty woman, a natural couple.

And among them stood a little boy.

The little boy looked at the camera blankly, the black hole of the camera reflected in his pure black pupils.

Looking carefully, the little boy seemed to be smiling, but he didn't.

This kind of weird feeling made the originally warm photo look a little bit scary.

Fu Qiran looked at this photo, his eyes became deeper and deeper.

The dust stained his fingertips, and the dirty feeling made Fu Qiran's stomach twitch.

He put the photo frame back on almost reflexively, got up quickly and went to the bathroom, scrubbing his hands carefully.

He didn't stop until his fingertips turned red.

Fu Qiran looked at himself in the mirror, and there seemed to be a huge shadow shrouded behind him. As long as he took a step back, he would fall into the abyss and never recover.

Fu Qiran put one hand on the sink and took a deep breath.

After a few seconds, he straightened up slowly, turned and left.

At one o'clock in the morning, Fu Qiran entered Ruan Jiaojiao's bedroom again.

There was a faint fragrance in the bedroom, a bit like Ruan Jiaojiao's smell.

Fu Qiran walked to the bed, lay down lightly, and hugged Ruan Jiaojiao into his arms.

He buried his head on Ruan Jiaojiao's neck, sucking her breath almost greedily.

The warmth enveloped him, and the milky smell unique to Ruan Jiaojiao enveloped him, all of these made him calm.

Accompanied by Ruan Jiaojiao's shallow breathing, Fu Qiran soon fell asleep.

A few days later, Fu Qiran and Ruan Jiaojiao flew to City C together.

Assistant Wang went with them.

After arriving in City C, Assistant Wang drove to the reserved hotel.

After arriving at the hotel, Assistant Wang handed the room card to Fu Qiran.

"Boss Fu, this is the room card."

Fu Qiran took the room card and responded with a faint "Yes".

Ruan Jiaojiao, who was standing aside, blinked and suddenly had a bad premonition.

She pursed her lips and asked, "Assistant Wang, don't I have a room card?"

Assistant Wang was taken aback, and explained: "Madam, you share a room with Mr. Fu."

Ruan Jiaojiao opened her mouth, wanting to say that she had never slept in the same room with Mr. Fu, but then she thought that in the eyes of outsiders, she and Mr. Fu were husband and wife, so they should have slept in the same room.

If she rashly said the wrong thing, what if Mr. Fu gets upset again?
　Daily ticket request~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)