Zhou Qiyu got up and went to bed, held her tightly in his arms, and comforted her softly: "It's okay, I'm here."

Jiang Ruo took a deep breath and raised her eyes to meet Zhou Qiyu's eyes.

These peach blossom eyes really look like Brother Ah Huai. It would be nice if the mole on the eyelids grew under the eyes.

Jiang Ruo felt a sense of escape from the aftermath of a disaster, and said in a heavy voice, "I dreamed about the man in black again."

Zhou Qi has been with Jiang Ruo for two years, and he knows many of her things and habits like the back of his hand.

Every time there is a thunderstorm, Jiang Ruo will have a dream. The content of the dream is that a man in black is holding a knife to kill her.

Zhou Qiyu patted her back gently and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, I will sleep with you."

Jiang Ruo slowly closed her eyes, feeling the fresh and elegant jasmine fragrance of Zhou Qi and her body on the tip of her nose.

It seemed to have a soothing effect, making her slowly calm down.

the next day.

It was already noon when Jiang Ruo got up, and the sunshine outside the window was bright, dispelling the rain from last night.

When she thought of what happened at the banquet last night, she became indignant.

She was beaten by Huo Jinting and Bai Yueguang's sister, and Huo Jinting actually asked her not to bully Shen Jiaren?

The more I think about it, the angrier I get.

Jiang Ruo was in a bad mood, so she took her cell phone and asked for two days' leave from Minister Xiao Yan.

When she finished washing and went to the living room, she saw Zhou Qi and a table full of dishes.

He was still wearing the same clothes as last night, which were a little wrinkled.

Jiang Ruo raised her eyebrows and asked, "Did you do it?"

Zhou Qiyu: "I asked my assistant to buy it."

Also, how could he, a well-dressed young master, know how to cook?

Although Jiang Ruo let him stay for one night, the two of them did not do anything intimate.

She simply regarded him as a lightning rod and a sleeping pill.

Maybe it's the young master's inner pride, but Zhou Qi doesn't like to play with force.

If she doesn't want to, he won't touch her.

Jiang Ruo said seriously: "I will not break up with Huo Jinting, even if he has Bai Yueguang in his heart."

Zhou Qi and Wrongful Baba: "It doesn't matter, are you going to play with both of them?"

Jiang Ruo's eyes were extremely calm, the corners of his mouth were twitching slightly, and he was extremely indifferent: "Can't you?"

"Besides, it's you who's been clinging to me."

"Jiang Ruo, you are cruel." Zhou Qi gritted his teeth and had to accept this reality.

Last night she sent him a pitiful message asking him to pick her up.

Now that he is no longer needed, he has become so ruthless again?

Zhou Qiyu: "I owe you this life."

Perhaps this is the retribution of his former prodigal son.

At first, I didn't enjoy the treatment of my true master, but now I have become an underground lover, humiliating myself, and yet I am happy with it.

It's just cheap.

"You are getting more and more courageous by playing underground with me behind Brother Ting's back."

Jiang Ruoyan smiled and said, "It's not bad to have some fun once in a while."

Since you can't get rid of him, then let him play to death.

Men don't have any good stuff anyway.

Huo Jinting asked her to stay away from Zhou Qi, but she refused!

Why should you listen to him?

She insisted on confronting him.

After staying at Jiang Ruo's house for one night, Zhou Qi turned his back on the guests and didn't want to leave.

Jiang Ruo is not only a photographer and retoucher, but also a painter in private, with very good painting skills.

When Zhou Qiyu was walking around the house, he discovered Jiang Ruo's picture album on the bookshelf.

He looked through it curiously and turned several pages in succession.

I saw that the drawings on the paper were all the same man.

Zhou Qi frowned slightly, wondering: "Brother Ting?"

His hand fell on the tear mole under the man's right eye in the painting, "There is a tear mole, but it doesn't look like it."

Not so like Huo Jinting.

Huo Jinting's eyes were phoenix eyes, as cold as a poisonous snake.

The man in the painting has peach blossom eyes with stars in his eyes, and is unparalleled in gentleness.

Zhou Qiyu felt that these eyes looked a bit like his own.

When Jiang Ruo saw Zhou Qiyu reading the album, he quickly ran over and reached out to take it back.

Jiang Ruo's nervous look made Zhou Qi and Xin suspicious.

He asked with some jealousy: "Who is this man? Why did you draw him?"

Jiang Ruo pretended to be calm, pulled out a shield, and said vaguely: "It's Mr. Huo."

Huo Jinting's face looks a lot like him.

Even if they look very similar, you can tell the difference even if they don't look alike.

Specious.
Chapter completed!