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Chapter 23

Warm and gentle, like treating the most precious treasure in the world.

The window was open, and the hazy translucent curtain fluttered silently.

The man hugged the clothes indiscriminately, smelled and rubbed them, and soon the smell slowly passed away, so he reluctantly put it aside.

Later, he shifted his gaze to the owner of the clothes.

Yan Ran slept in the big bed in the middle of the room, with her leather shoes kicking around, her whole body was huddled under the quilt, with only a little head and half of her profile exposed, holding a pillow in her arms.

It belonged to Fu Ji, because Yan Ran hugged him and refused to let go, so he had no choice but to exchange the pillow with the pillow.

She fell asleep as soon as she came back, and slept soundly wrapped in the quilt very well.

The carpet was thick and soft, Fu Ji quietly walked to the bedside.

Yan Ran was actually very thin, a small piece bulged when she was lying on the bed and covered with the quilt, and she also liked to curl up. She was originally thin, and curled up would not take up much space.

The face is very small, the shoulders are very narrow, and when he falls asleep with his eyes closed, he is so clean that he is unreasonably clean, especially thinking of the angel he dreamed about when he was a child.

It would be great if I could be so quiet and obedient forever.

Fu Ji looked down at Yan Ran in the bed.

Compared with the light smell on the clothes, it is a little stronger here.

After he reacted, his nose was already on Yan Ran's face.

The soft and white cheeks were sunken inward by the top of the high nose, like dimples.

The lingering light fragrance melts into the coolness of the night wind and moonlight, and spreads into the depths of the senses like an illusion.

Fu Ji's Adam's apple rolled violently, and as soon as he lowered his voice, hot air sprayed on Yan Ran's face, rendering a faint blush.

"You hugged me, I have to hug me back."

He said so to the drunk man confidently, and even made up an excuse for himself.

After speaking, he couldn't wait to pull out the pillow that was occupying his place, and threw it on the ground.

Hugging Yan Ran tightly into his arms, deep and turbulent emotions were hidden in his eyes, his Adam's apple slid up and down a few times, and he lowered his eyelids to cover up all his emotions.

Fu Ji hugged Yan Ran tighter and tighter, as if wanting to integrate her into his flesh and blood. He rubbed the back of her head with his fingertips, as if he wanted to crush something into his own flesh and blood, feeling each other's breath and heartbeat.

His cold fingers pressed against Yan Ran's face, and his eyes glowed with admiration.

"Brother Yan, you are so warm."

It was so warm that he wished he could go on like this forever.

This time, his mood fluctuated quite a bit.

Because, he has learned to be reluctant.

This was an unfair hug, because Yan Ran only hugged him for a short while, but he hugged Yan Ran all night.

Poor Yan Ran, when he woke up, not only did his head hurt from a hangover, but his body was sore from not stretching all night.

There was no one around, and Yan Ran was shocked when he saw the degree of blackening. He didn't know when it dropped to 75!

Yan Ran hurriedly asked the system: [What did I do yesterday? ! 】

System: [You hugged the protagonist by force. 】

Yan Ran turned pale with shock: [What? !I raped the protagonist? ! 】

System: [Yes, you hugged the protagonist so hard yesterday that you looked like a stinky hooligan. 】

Yan Ran: […]

Scared her to death, I thought...

However, Yan Ran realized that he didn't have that weapon either!So what is she worried about?
She smelled the clothes she had spent the night on. She smelled of alcohol, and it smelled terrible, so she hurried to the bathroom to take a shower.

After taking a hot bath for 5 minutes, Yan Ran's face immediately glowed. She posed a few poses in the mirror and sighed: "I'm so handsome, I almost love myself to death."

System: [vomit! 】

Yan Ran: [Just be envious, this beautiful face in the prosperous age does not belong to you. 】

System: [Oh. 】

Yan Ran applied toner on her face, and combed her hair twice, before going downstairs after finishing.

When facing the "love breakfast" on the dining table, the good mood will soon come to an end.

Who knows, eating poisonous food every day will really kill people.

Yan Ran: [System, are you there? 】

System: [If you have something to say, you can't help with big things, and you don't want to help with small things. 】

Yan Ran: 【...Do you want to listen to what you are saying? 】

System: [I don't know how to tell fortunes, and I can't say what you like to hear. 】

Yan Ran: […]

System: [Hee hee. 】

Knowing that the system was unreliable, Yan Ran cried like a fried egg in his heart, but on the surface he still ate with restraint and elegance.

First bite, yue.

The second bite, yue.

……

While Fu Ji was packing away the dishes in the kitchen, Yan Ran skillfully picked up the stomach medicine and took two. She showed an extremely heavy expression. If this continues, she will go crazy sooner or later.

After Fu Ji cleaned up, Yan Ran was sitting on the sofa, watching the news.

He paused and tilted his head, "Aren't you going to the company today?"

Yan Ran's eyes moved away from the TV and landed on the man's face, "Today is a holiday."

Fu Ji nodded. He took crayons and drawing paper from the study and sat on the carpet to draw.

And Yan Ran was sitting next to him watching the news. Although the two of them didn't communicate, the atmosphere didn't feel awkward at all, and there was an inexplicably weird harmony.

Fu Ji has a face that is very good at drawing, but the pictures he draws are really indescribable, just like the rice he cooks, it is a mess.

Of course, this is only for Yan Ran.

In fact, Fu Ji's paintings are very good, but the style is too weird and bizarre, too dark, and you will feel suffocated if you look at them for a long time.

So Yan Ran didn't like it.

He likes to use three colors for painting, black, white, and red. The combination of these three colors gives people a strong sense of darkness and distortion, like a black vortex, which can suck people's souls go in.

Every time Fu Ji draws a painting, he will easily bring it in and vent all his emotions on the painting, but this time he is a little absent-minded.

Just like now, he accidentally took the wrong crayon, and because of adding a touch of warm color to the original dark style of painting, the color and vision suddenly changed, abrupt and appropriate.

He felt that the color was an eyesore and ugly, and when he was about to tear it off, Yan Ran suddenly spoke.

"A movie will be released today, and it seems to be quite popular."

Fu Ji paused for a while, and looked directly at the past.

The person with cold fair skin pursed her lips, and her soft, dark hair hung down on her forehead, which made her look like a college student, clean and pure.

She didn't look at Fu Ji, she had a dignified side face, and her thin white fingers were unconsciously twisted together, revealing her nervousness.

"It's a horror movie with a very popular theme. I saw the trailer and it seems pretty good. Do you want to watch it?"

Yan Ran's tone was very natural, as if she was just mentioning it casually, even if she was rejected, she didn't care, and she was obviously sitting upright, but it just made people feel the turmoil in her heart.

Fu Ji was silent. After coming over for a while, he said, "Can I refuse?"

Yan Ran pursed her lips, turned her head to look at Fu Ji, her face was almost transparent, her eyes were dim, and the sunlight that came in did not give any warmth, like a piece of cold jade.

　Yan Ran: If you refuse, I will cry for you!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)