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

Little Cabbage: "Host, hold on, don't be scared by Jiang Qiao."

Clouds supported the sink and stood firm.

She looked at herself in the mirror, her hair was wet, her face was flushed, and her eyes were moist.

Her head was a little dizzy, and she replied weakly to Xiaobaicai: "I've been washing it for too long and I feel dizzy."

She... won't be scared.

Absolutely not.

She is a river demon. It doesn't matter if Zhong Yan was scared in the first world. Of course, so many worlds would not be scared.

However, isn't Zhong Yan just Jiang Qiao?

Yun looked at the bracelet in general, and couldn't say anything.

Jiang Qiao returned to the dormitory, Qu Fan had already taken a shower.

He was sitting in front of the computer, his fingers were like a small motor, so fast that he could only see the shadow of the fingers and the crackling sound of keyboards.

For the last time, he hit the Enter key hard.

Hearing the footsteps, he turned his head and saw Jiang Qiao. He wanted to tell him something. When he saw a band-aid on the corner of his mouth, he almost didn't laugh, but in the end he held back.

It was the first time he saw Jiang Qiao putting a band-aid.

If you don't know Jiang Qiao, it is estimated that others will only think that this person is handsome.

He came out of the slum with Jiang Qiao and knew what kind of person Jiang Qiao was.

When he is ruthless, he doesn't show mercy to himself.

Jiang Qiao was not injured for the first time, but it was the first time he posted something like this.

Qu Fan asked him: "Brother Jiang, why are you injured?"

Jiang Qiao sat on his bed and replied: "Chen Xin didn't say that the group of people called helpers. I have already sent a text message to him. Check the number of transfers in the past two days."

The entire dormitory was just two of them. There were originally two people. They didn’t want to live anymore. They had to move out all the time. Now they would rather live off campus than in the dormitory.

Jiang Qiao's face is not as tough as ordinary boys, the lines are slightly soft, and the edges and corners are not sharp.

But when those eyes are not smiling, they inexplicably cause pressure.

Qu Fan didn't know what kind of girl could make his heart beat, or there was no such person.

Thinking of the video he saw in the post before, he felt that Ning Er and Jiang Qiao were a good match.

Jiang Qiao looked cold, Ning Er looked hot, one was cold winter, the other was soft spring breeze.

Qu Fan moved the notebook to Jiang Qiao, and found a reason to say: "The forum is starting to tear up again. Do you want to delete the posts?"

Qu Fan manages the school forum, and he usually reads the post when he is fine.

Jiang Qiao didn't care about this kind of thing. Hearing Qu Fan's question, he stretched out his notebook and said coldly, "I'm going to take a shower."

The body had already stood up, but heard the voice in the notebook.

Qu Fan deliberately clicked on the video, even if he did not watch the people in the video, it would be good to listen to the sound.

Seeing Jiang Qiao stopped moving as expected, Qu Fan felt proud.

Jiang Qiao bends down with a serious face, and picks up the notebook with one hand.

In the video, the other party's face is not visible, only the back and shoulder-length hair can be seen.

But the sound is rustling, like a spring rain, moisturizing the heart.

He has never paid much attention to other people's voices, but he finds this voice very familiar. Not long ago, he was talking to girls with similar voices.

The other party was talking to himself and ran away.

Inside Jiang Qiao's eyes were the light from the computer screen, which flickered with the brightness of the video.