After wearing books, I married a sick villain

Chapter 269 The Touching Truth

Ruan Jiaojiao pursed her lips, not understanding why she had such a reaction after she just drank a cup of milk tea.

Could it be that she can't drink milk tea anymore?

Thinking of this, Ruan Jiaojiao couldn't help but a trace of seriousness flashed across her face.

She looked at Fu Qiran and asked, "Mr. Fu, is there any problem with milk tea? Can I not drink milk tea anymore?"

"Yuan Shan drugged the milk tea." Fu Qiran said coldly.

When Yuan Shan was mentioned, his whole body became a little bit colder.

Ruan Jiaojiao was startled, she remembered that she seemed to have heard what Yuan Shan said in front of her in a trance.

It seems to be something owed... begging for dissatisfaction?

In other words, the so-called medicine is...

Ruan Jiaojiao shrank her pupils, "Mr. Fu, what's wrong with me?"

"You are allergic to that drug, and I don't know what the specific allergen is for the time being." Fu Qiran pursed his lips, a gloomy look flashed between his brows.

When Ruan Jiaojiao heard this, she suddenly thought of the scene when she first came to this body.

Didn't the original body just take medicine at that time?
In this way, the original body died of an allergic reaction.

And she didn't know why, so she possessed her body.

Thinking of this, Ruan Jiaojiao couldn't help but feel palpitations.

No wonder she had a feeling of shortness of breath at the time. She thought it was the effect of the medicine, but it turned out to be the sequelae of allergies?
Fortunately, the original body didn't take too much medicine at the beginning, otherwise, she might have been cold when she first came to this world.

Ruan Jiaojiao licked her lips, and the smell of blood on her lips made her startled.

She raised her hand and touched her lips.

The blood was stained on the fingertips, which looked so dazzling.

Seeing Ruan Jiaojiao's movements, Fu Qiran's eyes flickered slightly.

He licked his lips calmly, and there was no blood on his lips.

Ruan Jiaojiao looked at the blood on her fingertips strangely, and then took a careful look at Fu Qiran.

Only at this time did she realize that his right hand was wrapped in gauze, and there was still some blood on the gauze, which seemed to be seriously injured.

Ruan Jiaojiao was taken aback, and asked, "Mr. Fu, your hand..."

Fu Qiran lowered his eyes, glanced at his right hand, and said lightly: "It's okay."

Ruan Jiaojiao hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Is it because of me?"

Her memory only stays in falling into a familiar embrace, and what happened after that, she has no idea at all.

She paused again, and continued to ask: "Did I feel so uncomfortable in a coma that Mr. Fu got hurt?"

Fu Qiran raised his eyes and looked at Ruan Jiaojiao.

After a while, he hooked his lips.

"Jiaojiao, why are you so stupid?"

If he agreed, wouldn't his Jiaojiao be "in a trap" again?

Ruan Jiaojiao looked at Fu Qiran suspiciously, not understanding why he said that suddenly.

"How could the unconscious Jiaojiao do anything to me?"

Fu Qiran sighed softly.

He bent down and lowered his head, the tip of his nose was only two centimeters away from Ruan Jiaojiao's.

Warm breath sprayed on Ruan Jiaojiao's face, and the atmosphere seemed to suddenly become ambiguous.

Fu Qiran hooked his lips, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his thin lips parted slightly.

"It's not me who is delicate and hurt."

"I was so worried about Jiaojiao that I broke the phone screen."

"The fragments got stuck in the palm, it hurts a lot."

There was an indescribable tenderness in his voice, as if he was speaking the most touching words of love.

(End of this chapter)