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Chapter 15

He thought that Yan Ran would say something, or get angry directly, pour out or smash the bowl of porridge, he thought about all kinds of bad scenes.

but.

Yan Ran was as meticulous as eating an ordinary meal. Under Fu Ji's gaze, he finished the bowl of porridge with a peculiar taste.

"Is it delicious?" Fu Ji said kindly.

Enduring the nausea rising in his throat, Yan Ran wiped the corners of his mouth, and suddenly asked, "You made this yourself?"

He didn't expect this question, he did make this bowl of porridge himself, just to make Yan Ran sick.

But Yan Ran would finish eating cleanly, which was unexpected to him, so when Yan Ran asked directly, Fu Ji was caught off guard, and at that moment he felt a long-lost emotion, similar to panic.

"I..." He collected himself, and rubbed the back of his hand with his fingertips irritably, "I did it, don't you like it?"

He lowered his eyebrows and looked a little pitiful: "I see that you drank a lot of wine yesterday, thinking that it might be more comfortable to drink some porridge in the morning. I am usually alone and rarely cook. You are... the first A man who eats my cooking."

Fu Ji's deep sea-like pupils were cloudy, revealing false sadness.

"Is it too unpalatable?" His voice was very low: "I'm sorry, I won't make my own decisions in the future."

Obviously the victim was Yan Ran, and when he said that, he seemed to be the most pitiful one, and his emotional transformation became impeccable, perfect without any gaps.

Yan Ran: The world owes you an Oscar.

It has to be said that Fu Ji really succeeded, because now Yan Ran's stomach began to hurt.

Fu Ji lowered his head, afraid that the people in front of him would see his despicable banter and vile playfulness.

"is acceptable."

She said lightly, getting up.

Before leaving, leave a word.

"It tastes good."

Yan Ran came out after changing clothes, the living room was empty, and the kitchen door was closed.

He stared at the kitchen door for a few seconds, adjusted his tie casually, and went out.

After the door was closed, there was a slight knocking sound.

The faucet was turned on, and the water was rushing.

Fu Ji stared at the water flow, his face was expressionless, his eyes were dark, like dark clouds condensed with thunderstorms.

He stretched out his water-stained hand to cover his heart. Through the fleece sweater, he pressed down hard and desperately the beating heart that was beating out of control, his knuckles turned blue.

Can't tell if it's hate or anger.

Because Yan Ran lost control of his heart with a word, he was very annoyed.

"stop!"

Around the man's iris was a ring of blood that rendered the pupils violent and ferocious.

Perhaps his warning was helpful, the heart calmed down reluctantly, and returned to its normal frequency.

This made Fu Ji's ugly and gloomy complexion a little better, and he returned to his indifferent look.

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The power of that meal was too great, Yan Ran managed to go to the hospital, nothing serious, hang a few bottles of salt water, the special assistant took care of her.

Yan Ran gave up the bed to an old man, and sat on the bench outside to hang the needle.

The computer is on the lap for business.

"Xiao Ran?"

A familiar gentle voice sounded not far away.

Yan Ran raised his head subconsciously, and saw a tall and straight man wearing a cashmere coat not far away with an elegant face.

He was probing at first, but he was sure when he saw Yan Ran raised his head, and then quickly walked over.

Seeing the needle on the back of Yan Ran's hand, he frowned and looked very worried: "I thought I was wrong? What's wrong with your body? Is it serious? Why is there no one around to take care of you?"

Yan Ran turned off the computer, her face was pale without a trace of blood, and the red mole on the tip of her nose was bright, "It's okay, it's just that I ate bad food. Assistant Xu went to pay the bill."

Fu Yi's brows slightly stretched, and he said very softly and somewhat reproachfully: "You are too serious, a person of this age doesn't know how to take good care of himself."

Yan Ran just smiled and didn't speak any more.

Fu Yi didn't seem to notice Yan Ran's indifference, but his eyes narrowed in his soothing and gentle tone: "Are you busy these days? I haven't even seen your people."

It's true that being busy is one thing, but Yan Ran doesn't want to see Fu Yi even more, she can't help but watch Fu Yi and other women flirt with each other, sweetly, so this is more like an escape, using busy work to Numb your own heart, so that you can stop yourself from doing things that are too outrageous.

She lowered her head, her eyes were closed, the tails of her eyes were raised slightly, and her long eyelashes like crow feathers drooped slightly, falling on her pale cheeks to form two graceful silhouettes. The words were simple and indescribably indifferent: " It's pretty busy."

Fu Yi's expression paused slightly, and he looked at Yan Ran, his long and narrow eyes deepened.

There is a faint undercurrent surging.

The man's brows and eyes were gentle, with a gentle smile on his lips, and he said jokingly: "What's the matter? It seems that you are unhappy? Do you not want to see me?"

Yan Ran paused, Fu Yi's eyes fell on Yan Ran's hand.

Those were a pair of hands without any blemishes, perfect and beautiful, with delicate bones, snow-white flesh, and extremely fragile bluish-blue blood vessels, which made the needle stuck in the blood vessels particularly obtrusive and ferocious, yet strange and heart-wrenching. A desire to destroy.

At this moment, that hand was clenched together, as if enduring a stinging emotion.

He covered the dark light in his eyes, and said softly, "Xiao Ran, if I do something wrong, you can tell me, don't ignore me, okay?"

Fu Yi is such a person, gentle and friendly, seems to accommodate everyone all the time, but this is not unconditional, and not everyone has it, he only treats Yan Ran differently, which gives people the illusion, as if In this man's heart, he is different, and he has all kinds of delusions, thinking that it is not wishful thinking.

As everyone knows, this is just a trap set by the hunter. Step by step, he induces the prey to jump into it willingly.

As long as you jump down, it will be difficult to climb up again, and you will be jailed from now on.

He watched Yan Ran fall for him and become crazy for him, but he remained indifferent from the beginning to the end.

But this time, he seemed to have made a mistake.

Yan Ran still had that indifferent look, but finally looked over.

Fu Yi finally knew what was wrong. Since he came to the present, except for Yan Ran who glanced at him at the beginning, his eyelashes have always drooped afterwards.

This was a phenomenon that had never happened before, whenever he was there before, Yan Ran's eyes would always unconsciously stick to him, as if he was the only one in his eyes, and could no longer tolerate anyone.

But this time, Yan Ran didn't even want to look at him more.

Yan Ran's eyes are a rare light color, like honey, but also a little deep, as if trying to suck people in, the sound of footsteps going back and forth in the corridor and the sound of conversation are extremely disturbing.

　Hey, you hand over your tickets (stretch out your hand confidently)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)