After wearing books, I married a sick villain

Chapter 27 Come and Blow My Hair
Ruan Jiaojiao intentionally asked about Fu Qiran's situation, she cast her eyes on the housekeeper, and before she could speak, she heard the housekeeper say: "Madam, you can eat first, the young master still has some things to deal with, I will personally deliver them to him later. "

Ruan Jiaojiao nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

After dinner, Ruan Jiaojiao returned to her room with her books in her arms.

After all these days, her room was still empty.

Nothing else but the bed and a wardrobe.

When Ruan Jiaojiao reads, she can only sit on the bed and read, and it is very troublesome to take notes.

She was thinking about whether to ask Fu Qiran for a desk or something, when there was a sudden knock on the door.

Ruan Jiaojiao quickly put down the book and asked, "Who is it?"

"Me." Fu Qiran's slightly hoarse voice came from outside the door.

Ruan Jiaojiao got up and went to open the door.

Outside the door, Fu Qiran was wearing pajamas, with the heat from just taking a shower on his body.

Water was still dripping from his hair, which quickly soaked the piece of clothing on his chest.

"Mr. Fu?" Ruan Jiaojiao called out.

Fu Qiran supported the door frame with one hand, staring at Ruan Jiaojiao with a pair of dark eyes.

After a few seconds, he said, "Can you blow your hair?"

Ruan Jiaojiao nodded, "Yes, but I don't have a hairdryer in my room."

"Well, I have it in my room, come with me."

After Fu Qiran finished speaking, he turned and walked towards his room.

His room is the second from the bottom of the stairs. Compared with Ruan Jiaojiao's room, his room has excellent lighting and a large balcony facing the swimming pool.

Even if there is any danger, jumping into the swimming pool from the second floor will not cause too much injury.

This is not Ruan Jiaojiao's first visit to Fu Qiran's room, after all, when she first came to this world, she opened her eyes to this room.

However, compared to the panic last time, Ruan Jiaojiao was much calmer this time.

She took the hair dryer that Fu Qiran handed her, felt some wind force with the palm of her hand, and after making sure it wasn't too cold, she began to blow his hair.

The hot wind blew on Fu Qiran's hair, and also on Ruan Jiaojiao's delicate hands.

Fu Qiran slightly closed his eyes, leaned on the chair behind him, crossed his legs, put one hand on his lap, and the other casually hanging on the side.

"Ruan Jiaojiao."

He murmured her name, but was drowned out by the noisy blower.

Ruan Jiaojiao vaguely heard something, but not very clearly.

She thought about drying her hair earlier so that she wouldn't catch a cold, so she didn't stop.

A few minutes later, Ruan Jiaojiao turned off the hair dryer and asked, "Mr. Fu, did you say anything just now?"

"En." Fu Qiran raised his head and looked at Ruan Jiaojiao.

"The butler said you made the dinner."

The corners of Ruan Jiaojiao's mouth twitched, her cheeks were stained with a layer of crimson.

"I'm just helping Chef Wang."

Fu Qiran looked at the rosy-faced Ruan Jiaojiao, and suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"Ruan Jiaojiao, Assistant Wang said that you asked him to supervise my medication this afternoon."

When Fu Qiran said this, his expression was obviously complicated.

When Ruan Jiaojiao saw that Fu Qiran had taken the initiative to mention this matter, her expression suddenly became serious.

"It's me. If you are sick, you should take medicine. Don't skip medicine."

"No matter what, the body is the most important."

Fu Qiran hooked his lips, and grabbed Ruan Jiaojiao's big hand even tighter.

(End of this chapter)