A beautiful and charming girl with hundreds of billions of assets [70s]

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Chapter 51: Hollowing out.

Ruan Jiaojiao tiptoed cautiously on the country path with the help of a flashlight.

When she passed by the village chief's house, the lights in the yard had gone out, and faint voices came from the closed door of the main room.

Along the way, Ruan Jiaojiao didn't say a word. She was resentful and tired and just wanted to get to a place to have a good rest.

Ji Huaian had been living under someone else's roof since he was a child, and later he grew up alone. He was very sensitive to people's emotions.

He noticed Ruan Jiaojiao's unhappiness at this time, and felt that she was tired after a day of running around, and he felt very distressed.

He wanted to speed up and get home to cook, but he had to slow down and follow Ruan Jiaojiao closely, fearing that she would get into an accident.

Back to the dark and dilapidated courtyard, Ji Huaian strode forward and walked into the bedroom with his suitcase.

Because he walked too fast just now, he didn't lock the door, and the half-open door could be opened with a light push.

Putting down the suitcase, he lit the candles in the dark skillfully, and then found more candles from the large table in front of the bed and lit them one by one around the room to make the light brighter.

Ji Huaian regretted very much, why did he save that little money and not pull a wire here, otherwise he wouldn't have to let Jiaojiao see things by candlelight.

I heard from the villagers that candlelight is bad for the eyes, and I don't know if I can still pull the wires when I go to see the village chief tomorrow.

Ji Huaian was very fast. When Ruan Jiaojiao stepped over the high threshold and walked into the room, the room was already very bright.

But this brightness still seemed very dim to her.

Ji Huaian took out a straw cushion from the cabinet and put it on the bamboo chair. He looked at Ruan Jiaojiao with some trepidation: "Jiao... Comrade Ruan... You sit down first, I'll go cook."

Without Ruan Jiaojiao's permission, even if the two were already engaged, Ji Huaian only dared to call her Jiaojiao in his heart.

"Call me Jiaojiao. Comrade Ruan sounds too strange."

Ruan Jiaojiao didn't want to talk much now. After weakly correcting his address, she sat down on a chair beside her.

The chairs were made of bamboo and were very hard.

Even with a straw cushion, it was not soft at all.

Ruan Jiaojiao didn't want to wrong herself. Under the limited conditions, she wanted to be the most comfortable.

So Ruan Jiaojiao got up and walked to the wooden bed where Ji Huaian slept, sniffing the smell with her nose.

There was no strange smell and it looked clean. She unceremoniously put the pillow and thin quilt on the head of the bed, sat on the bed and leaned against it.

That was the bed he had slept in for several years. On the bed lay the person he fell in love with at first sight. The quilt that he covered himself with every day was pressed under her body...

Ji Huaian's ears, which had finally cooled down, suddenly became hot again.

He looked at Ruan Jiaojiao, who seemed to be about to fall asleep, with nostalgia, and walked over to her and whispered, "Jiao, Jiaojiao... I'll go cook first. Do you want to eat anything?"