After wearing books, I married a sick villain

Chapter 429 She can only belong to him
Fu Qiran's pupils shrank sharply.

"Jiaojiao, do you know what you're talking about?"

Of course Ruan Jiaojiao knew what she was talking about.

She nodded slightly.

Under the faint moonlight that penetrated, Fu Qiran clearly saw her pink earlobes.

Against the blood diamond earrings, it outlines a thrilling beauty.

Fu Qiran's Adam's apple rolled, and rolled again.

In my heart, something seemed to come out.

He stared closely at her face, and the gods and demons were fighting in his head.

Seeing that Fu Qiran was silent, Ruan Jiaojiao continued to explain in a low voice: "I...I actually like Mr. Fu very much."

I don't know when I fell in love with it, but this question doesn't seem to be important.

Because at this moment, she understood that she liked him.

Ruan Jiaojiao knew very well that what Fu Qiran showed in front of her was only the tip of the iceberg of his real face.

He has carried too many things and has hidden too many things.

She was never a saint, and she never got along with him with the mentality of going to redeem and understanding Fu Qiran.

She just felt that if she was destined not to go back and could only live in this world, then she wanted to be with her for the rest of her life, no, it should be said, she was only willing to spend this life with Fu Qiran.

Ruan Jiaojiao climbed onto Fu Qiran's neck and leaned towards him actively.

She had just taken a shower, and she smelled of shower gel.

The scent of the rose-flavored shower gel was domineering and attractive, but Fu Qiran was able to capture the faint milky scent in the rose scent.

That is her unique smell.

Fu Qiran hugged her waist tightly.

Never before had he felt that the two of them were so close.

His eyelashes trembled, and his thin lips pursed slightly.

"Jiaojiao."

He seemed to sigh.

"Go to sleep."

Ruan Jiaojiao gave a light snort.

She looked down, as if nothing had changed.

"Ah... good." She said blankly.

Fu Qiran held Ruan Jiaojiao's head and let her lean against his chest.

His heartbeat was steady and powerful, one after another, like some kind of lullaby.

"Go to sleep." Fu Qiran murmured again.

Ruan Jiaojiao rubbed his chest slightly, and let out a soft nasal sound.

"Ah."

What she said just now had exhausted all her courage.

As soon as Fu Qiran said "sleep", she lost her temper.

What followed was deep sleepiness.

She yawned and soon fell asleep.

The sound of steady breathing rang in Fu Qiran's ears, and in this quiet room, he could hear her voice clearly.

The sound of breathing, the sound of heartbeat, one after another.

He slowly adjusted his breathing, trying to synchronize with her breathing.

He was so, so longing to be one with her.

But she was the light of the light of his life.

He was so dark and cruel, how could he be willing to tarnish the light in his heart.

Fu Qiran pursed his lips, lowered his head, and kissed Ruan Jiaojiao's lips.

The valley of possession surged in the darkness.

Rolling and coming, it seems to blend with the darkness again.

He hugged Ruan Jiaojiao tightly, as if he wanted to merge with her.

He was reluctant to hurt her, but he was also unwilling to let her go.

No, it's not that I don't want to.

It is from the body to the soul that exudes the breath of possession.

She can only belong to him.

It can only be like this, nothing more.

The dark clouds covered the moon, and there was not even a faint moonlight in the room.

Kiss, moved down a bit.

(End of this chapter)