Healing Quick Transmigration: Blackened Male God, Come For a Hug

As soon as he said this, Number Four understood what he meant.

The other party already knew that he had deliberately used him as a target by throwing the smoke bomb there.

I wanted to take this to distract the other team to get your attention and bring my sister to eat chicken.

Unexpectedly, this number one was so ruthless and directly exploded him.

Now he was embarrassed and embarrassed, so he could only say hardly: "I want to see how you eat chicken."

"Heh." His tone was a little careless, but with unprecedented seriousness, like a general about to gallop on the battlefield, "Then you are optimistic."

Two minutes later, the whole team ate chicken.

Except for number four, everyone else is alive.

The barrage burst into cheers, saying that No. 4 had slapped her face.

The number four probably didn't expect that the ending would be like this. He didn't even make a sound, so he just withdrew.

After that, he played two rounds with Cha Wu, and then began to paint daily.

When she was painting, she thought of what happened this morning.

If, she met the designated target in the community park.

So, tomorrow, will you meet again?

So the next day, Yun Fanfan still carried the drawing board and found a place to paint.

Today she painted the flowers in front.

The original owner also painted several times before. Yesterday when she helped Grandma Ji paint, she also painted in, but she was afraid that she would not meet him, so she could only continue to paint in this place.

At nine in the morning, someone passed by behind him.

She lowered her head to adjust the color, her dark hair was pulled to the side of her body, and the white and slender neck was exposed in Qiao Shiyue's sight.

After that, Yun Fanfan received a system prompt.

She suddenly turned her head, and happened to meet Qiao Shiyue's gaze.

Qiao Shiyue only glanced at her, and immediately looked away.

The footsteps didn't mean to stop at all.

Yun was panic, got up and said, "Wait!"

Qiao Shi stopped more and more.

She is still thinking about how to communicate with him further, what excuse should she find?

Yun Fan looked around in distress. When she saw the drawing board, she suddenly had an idea: "Well, can you please help me?"

The opponent was tall and tall, standing there to compare all the people passing by.

He said, "Could you please be my model?"

The other party ignored her and went straight forward.

Two seconds later, he seemed to react.

Suddenly he backed away, turned back to her, and glanced at her up and down.

His red lips lightly opened, and he said, "Yes."

The cloud breathed a sigh of relief, and the eyelashes were like flapping butterflies, moving gently, as if they were about to fly away.

The eyes were filled with a bowl of water, and Gu Pan was shining brightly.

She smiled and said, "Thank you."

The more Qiao Shi stared at her for a while, the line of sight made her feel scalp numb.

I quickly looked away and listened to Qiao Shiyue's answer: "You're welcome, it's a pleasure to help others."

Yun Fanfan added something in his heart, feeling that he doesn't seem like a helpful person at all.

After that, Qiao Shiyue really stood there motionless.

The boy was wearing a shirt with his head sideways, and a button on it was untied. Inside was a looming collarbone, and only a little white skin was visible, which made it irritating and unbearable. He wanted to leaning over and take a closer look.

Halfway through the painting, he lowered his head and pretended to do business.

Take the opportunity to receive the plot.

After she lowered her head, Qiao Shiyue suddenly turned her head and looked directly at the girl with her head down.

The sound was similar, almost as he had imagined.

It's just that she doesn't seem to recognize herself?