After wearing books, I married a sick villain

Chapter 17 What Brand of Perfume Do You Use
Fu Qiran originally thought that he would be able to see Ruan Jiaojiao when he came back, but when he came back, the villa was empty, and the people who were supposed to stay at home were also missing.

Fu Qiran asked the housekeeper, only then did he know that Ruan Jiaojiao had gone out to have dinner with her good sisters.

He was really not in the mood to eat, so he just sat in the hall and waited for Ruan Jiaojiao.

He wanted to see how Ruan Jiaojiao would return home this time.

When he heard footsteps, Fu Qiran opened his eyes instantly.

His eyes fell directly on Ruan Jiaojiao.

A bright yellow dress made her petite and cute, and her fair skin glowed white under the dazzling light.

The light reflected in those pure black pupils, making those eyes even brighter.

Ruan Jiaojiao like this was something he had never seen before.

"Come here." Fu Qiran said hoarsely.

Ruan Jiaojiao obediently walked to Fu Qiran's side, and asked in a low voice, "When did you come back?"

"Afternoon." Fu Qiran rubbed his temples, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"What did you do today?" he asked.

Although he knew what Ruan Jiaojiao did today from the housekeeper, he just wanted to hear what she said.

"I had dinner with Xu Xuetaosinuo and the others today." Ruan Jiaojiao said honestly.

Fu Qiran responded with a low "Yes".

"sit down."

Fu Qiran pointed to the place beside him and said.

Ruan Jiaojiao actually didn't really want to go there, but when she saw Fu Qiran's uneasy face, she went over and sat down.

"Can you massage?" Fu Qiran asked.

Ruan Jiaojiao nodded, "Yes, do you need a massage, Mr. Fu?"

Hearing the "Mr. Fu", Fu Qiran raised his eyebrows, and gave Ruan Jiaojiao a meaningful look.

"Press my temples." Fu Qiran said lightly.

He was leaning on the sofa, his brows were tightly wrinkled, his face was pale, and he could tell he was in a bad mood.

Ruan Jiaojiao obediently replied "Yes", then stood up, walked around behind the sofa, and stood behind Fu Qiran.

She raised her hands, put her index finger and middle finger together, and pressed them on Fu Qiran's temples.

Ruan Jiaojiao's body temperature was high, while Fu Qiran's was very low.

When the heat and the cold collided, Fu Qiran's body tensed instantly.

Only when he realized that the person behind him was Ruan Jiaojiao, his registered wife, did he slowly relax.

"Mr. Fu, I'm ready to start."

As Ruan Jiaojiao said, she began to massage Fu Qiran.

Some light force made Fu Qiran feel that Ruan Jiaojiao was deliberately teasing him. The warmth and gentleness were transmitted from the temple to his heart, making his heart tremble uncontrollably.

Fu Qiran lowered his eyes and unconsciously clenched his hand on the side.

"Ruan Jiaojiao."

He closed his eyes and his voice was low.

Ruan Jiaojiao heard Fu Qiran calling her, and asked, "Mr. Fu?"

"Heavier." Fu Qiran said with a hint of order.

Ruan Jiaojiao obediently increased her strength.

The heat generated by rubbing came from the temples, which made Fu Qiran relax a little.

He leaned on the sofa, and he only needed to raise his head slightly to see Ruan Jiaojiao's curvaceous figure.

The smell that belonged to Ruan Jiaojiao floated into his nose, soothing his heart little by little.

Fu Qiran's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he lowered his voice and asked, "What brand of perfume do you use?"

(End of this chapter)