Chapter 346: 0346 is very beautiful. Chapter 346: 0346 is very beautiful. Miss Xiao Ran must be trying on a dress?
The young master has returned at just the right time!
Fu Qiyuan arrived at the door of Su Ran’s room, which was slightly ajar and not tightly closed. He knocked on the door and stood at the entrance waiting.
One minute, two minutes, there was no sound from inside the room.
He pursed his lips, knocked on the door again, perhaps with too much force, and with a “creak”, the door opened by itself.
The knocking paused for a moment, his gaze swept across the room in a glance, finding no one inside.
His deep, dark eyes narrowed slightly, confirming that he didn’t see Su Ran, he slowly stepped inside.
His slippers made no sound on the carpet.
The room was clean and tidy, not at all like it was being sorted through.
Fu Qiyuan’s confusion was unknown to Su Ran.
In the dressing room, she picked out a stylish and simple gown. From her perspective as a professional designer, she had to admit that Fu Qiyuan’s taste was really good.
It seemed he knew her even better than she knew herself, what style suited her most, it was clear at a glance.
Looking at herself in the mirror, Su Ran was very satisfied and planned to call Ye Zhichen to ask for his opinion, but then she realized she hadn’t brought her phone with her.
Her hands lifted the gown’s hemline to the floor, barefooted, she opened the door of the dressing room and stepped out.
As soon as she came out, she saw the man standing inside the room, a bit surprised.
Hearing her voice, Fu Qiyuan immediately turned around, his gaze fixated tightly upon her.
Especially when he saw her draped in a long dress, the light in his dark eyes gradually dimmed.
Su Ran came to stand in front of him, and the man hadn’t yet snapped out of it; his eyes were locked on her, from neck to ankle.
His gaze turned dark and fervent.
Seeing that he was staring at her dress, Su Ran looked down to inspect it, then raised her head to look at him with lifted brows.
Fu Qiyuan’s hands were propped on her waist, the heat from his palms scorching her skin.
“Very beautiful,” he said in a low, husky voice that made one’s eardrums itch.
At his words, Su Ran smiled, “Really? I’m quite satisfied too. I have to say, your taste is really good.”
Fu Qiyuan’s long hands caressed her waist, his deep eyes tinged with a trace of blush, his intense, restrained demeanor captivating.
He leaned down slightly, his sensual thin lips close to her ear, his voice resonating softly by her ear.
“Hmm, I also think my taste is quite good.”
Su Ran felt goosebumps from his husky voice, and hearing his words, she couldn’t help but lift her head.
Into her eyes fell Fu Qiyuan’s mist-covered gaze.
“How could I not have good taste when I spotted you from the vast crowd, unique and unmistakable?”
Caught off guard, Su Ran looked at him in surprise, then chuckled lightly after a moment.
“It was actually grandmother who took a fancy to me first.”
Fu Qiyuan laughed lightly, “Hmm, grandmother has always had good taste.”
With that, his gaze fell upon her bare feet again, his brow furrowed.
“Why are you not wearing shoes again?”
Following his gaze, Su Ran looked down, and the man bent slightly to scoop her up in his arms.
Caught by surprise, Su Ran instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.
Fu Qiyuan looked at her with an amused expression, “What’s there to be afraid of? My back is strong; I can certainly carry you.”
Su Ran’s ears turned a faint pink, she lowered her eyes, not daring to look at the man’s face that could bewitch all.