In the quiet corridor on the fifth floor, Fu Jin Han went straight to the end of the corridor and swiped his card to open the room.

Then he pushed open the bedroom door in the inner room and put Jiang mianmianmian on the bed.

"Lie down and have a rest first. Qin Cang, go and ask the waiter to deliver a glass of milk."

Fu Jinhan put Jiang mianmianmian on the big bed, pulled the quilt for her, and put two pillows under her neck to make her feel more comfortable.

"Yes, Third Master." Qin Cang hurried out of the door.

In the spacious bedroom, Jiang mianmianmian was half lying on the soft bed, holding Fu Jinhan's arm tightly in his two hands, and he raised his head wrongly.

"Don't go yet."

"I won't go." Fu Jinhan seriously pulled the quilt for her and sat down beside her.

As soon as Jiang mianmianmian heard that Fu Jinhan was not going away, he immediately narrowed his eyes with a smile. He held the quilt with both hands and looked straight at Fu Jinhan. He lay still.

"What are you looking at me for?" Fu Jin Han met the girl's bright eyes and asked.

"Fu Jinhan, has anyone ever said that you are very handsome?" Jiang mianmianmian raised his head forward and asked with great interest.

"No Fu Jin Han shook his head and denied it.

"No? It's impossible. Unless everyone else is blind, hum, there must be a lot of women coming to the door. "

Jiang mianmianmian snored two times in disbelief and looked directly at Fu Jinhan. His eyes were so angry that he knocked over the vinegar jar.

She hasn't settled with him about the woman in the room just now.

"Not really." Fu Jin Han was looked at by her clear eyes and slightly twisted his brows.

In fact, he didn't look at any woman at all except her. And every time those women see him, they either show themselves intentionally, or they are shy and can't even speak.

Only she dare to resist him boldly, will fight with him, make him angry, and recently will talk with him in a soft tone, call him dear.

Because of her appearance, her boring life seems to have been painted with color and become lively.

Fu Jin Han thought of this, the original cold eyes become soft down, hand pinched her fingers: "don't think."

"Really not?" When Jiang mianmianmian saw that Fu Jinhan was so sure, he began to sympathize with him.

Who says that if you are rich and handsome, people will like it? It's pitiful that Fu Jin Han doesn't even like him.

"Then I'll like you more and make up for other people's likes." Jiang mianmianmian said with love.

"Good."

Fu Jin Han listened to her relaxed tone, with a helpless smile in his eyes.

"That's settled." Jiang mianmianmian cheered, as if some big stone had been put down from the bottom of his heart and he lay back in the pillow.

She looked at Fu Jinhan and thought about it. She reached out and lifted the corner of the quilt. "Then I'll give you the quilt to sleep, OK?"

On the soft big bed, Jiang mianmianmian shrank in the quilt. He lifted the corner of the quilt with one hand and looked at Fu Jinhan seriously.

"Are you sure?" Fu Jin Han's eyes are dim, and the girl's body is still full of sweet wine, mixed with a good smell of shower gel, mixed into a wonderful taste.

Outside the door, Qin Cang took a meal at his feet, carried a cup of milk and went out as fast as he could.

He swears he didn't hear anything just now.

Miss Jiang invited the third master to sleep or something. It was all his illusion.