After wearing books, I married a sick villain

Chapter 118 My Hand Through Your Hair

The strands of hair were shuttled in Fu Qiran's big hands, and the strands of hair dried quickly under the strong hot air of the hair dryer.

The dried hair is not dry at all, but has a different kind of softness.

This is the first time that Fu Qiran blows a girl's hair, and it is also the first time that she feels that the girl's hair is so smooth.

It's like smooth silk, no, it's smoother and softer than silk, and it also has a faint milky fragrance that silk doesn't have.

Fu Qiran lifted Ruan Jiaojiao's hair and let it slip from his big hands.

The hair around the ear was easily lifted by Fu Qiran, and the reddish ear just fell into his eyes.

Fu Qiran's eyes flickered slightly, and he gave a low laugh.

Ruan Jiaojiao heard the laughter, raised her head, and looked at him in confusion.

"Mr. Fu?"

Not knowing whether it was intentional or not, Fu Qiran's fingertips touched Ruan Jiaojiao's red earlobe.

Ruan Jiaojiao's eyelashes trembled, and her pure black cat pupils were wet, giving off a pitiful look.

Fu Qiran held Ruan Jiaojiao's earlobe lightly with his thumb and index finger, looked down at her and said, "Are you shy?"

Ruan Jiaojiao was embarrassed to say what she was thinking just now, she shook her head resolutely and said, "No."

For this obvious lie, Fu Qiran just smiled and didn't ask any further questions.

It's not that he doesn't mind Ruan Jiaojiao's lying, it's just that the soft earlobe made him not want to care about it for a while.

It was rare for Ruan Jiaojiao to let him do this, so of course he had to seize the opportunity.

Fu Qiran's Adam's apple rolled a few times, he turned off the hair dryer and put it aside.

Then, he bent down and his eyes fell on Ruan Jiaojiao's red earlobe.

The light above her head was so bright that it hit Ruan Jiaojiao's earlobe, reflecting a transparent red.

Fu Qiran moved closer, breathing warmly on her ears.

"Jiaojiao's ears are red."

His voice was hoarse, as if he was deliberately suppressing something.

Of course Ruan Jiaojiao knew that her ears were red, and the earlobe pinched by Fu Qiran felt hot for a while, even if she didn't look at it, she knew it was red.

"So cute."

Fu Qiran sighed in a low voice, and his lips were imprinted on Ruan Jiaojiao's red earlobe without warning.

Ruan Jiaojiao froze, and subconsciously turned her head to the side.

This deviation happened to deviate from Fu Qiran's lips.

Fu Qiran's eyes darkened.

He straightened up and tugged on his tie casually.

"The bed has been warmed up, Jiaojiao, go to bed first, I'll go take a shower."

Ruan Jiaojiao lowered her head, not daring to look at Fu Qiran, but murmured: "Okay."

The sound of footsteps resounded in the room, until the sound of closing the door sounded, and the whole room fell silent again.

Ruan Jiaojiao breathed a sigh of relief, climbed onto the bed and lay down on the side near the window.

Then Ruan Jiaojiao stretched out her arm to measure the approximate width, and placed the pillow on her side in the middle, trying to use the pillow as a dividing line.

But in this case, she would sleep without a pillow.

Between sleeping without a pillow and having close contact with Fu Qiran at night, Ruan Jiaojiao still chooses not to have a pillow.

Ruan Jiaojiao lay flat, without a pillow, she felt like she was standing on her head.

Ruan Jiaojiao thought for a while, then turned sideways and put one arm under her head as a pillow.

(End of this chapter)