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

While ordering food, Jiang Qiao said casually, "Sister Ning, you are very much like a kind of person now."

He didn't turn his head back when he spoke, and he raised his head broadly and saw the back of his head.

Short black hair looks good to the touch.

She is already very tall, Jiang Qiao is much taller than her.

Standing with her, she can still accept it.

If you stand with other girls, I don't know if they will be under pressure.

After she thought about it, she asked him: "What is it like?"

Jiang Qiao looked at his face projected on the glass window.

The black eyes inside were clearly stained with a smile, and even the corners of the lips seemed to be unable to hold the arc.

He replied softly: "Little daughter-in-law."

Clouds are broad: "I..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Qiao had already got his dinner plate.

He interrupted her: "Find a seat and sit down."

Clouds are broad: "...good."

The two found a corner to sit face to face, and looked at their dinner plate. There were mostly meat dishes, including sweet and sour short ribs and potato roast chicken, a green vegetable, and a bowl of soup.

He looked at Jiang Qiao's dinner plate again, and saw that his dinner plate was the same as his own, which made him relieved.

She was afraid that Jiang Qiao would buy cheap vegetables for herself and expensive ones for her.

Before starting, she deliberately said: "Thank you Jiang Xuechang."

Jiang Qiao did not rush to eat, but looked at her with interest, leaning back on the back of the chair, and slowly said, "You are welcome."

After Yun Fan ate a few mouthfuls of food, seeing that Jiang Qiao was still looking at him, he didn't mean to constrict his eyes.

After coughing twice, she was too embarrassed to eat any more, but looked back at Jiang Qiao with doubts.

Jiang Qiao suddenly leaned closer, placed his arms on the dining table, clasped his fingers, and his chin was resting on his hands, with a serious look on his face.

Seeing his appearance in general, Yun couldn't help becoming serious involuntarily.

Subconsciously swallowing saliva, Jiang Qiao smiled when he saw her little gesture, and asked her: "Senior Sister Ning, senior asked you a question."

Yun Fan's legs are close together, and her sitting posture is extremely correct. She has a good figure. She sits up straight now, even wearing a wide camouflage uniform, it is difficult to hide her good figure.

"You ask."

Jiang Qiao was not polite and asked directly, "Why did you give me Band-Aid last night?"

Yun Fanfan felt that if she was another person, she would give it too, but she would definitely not help the other person to post.

If you can help at your fingertips, try to help as much as you can, but you should stop there.

Of course, Jiang Qiao is no one else.

But you can't tell the truth, you can only find a reason.

Yun Fan made a soft hmm, pretending to be thinking.

After a while she said, "Maybe it's too pitiful to see the senior, because the corners of her lips were bleeding."

Jiang Qiao thought about many answers, but did not expect this answer.

Will normal people say that the other person is pitiful directly in front of the other person?

She was not afraid of offending others, so she said whatever she thought of.

Jiang Qiao's gaze fell on her hand.

Her hand was clenched into a fist, the small one, just by looking at it, you can imagine the feeling of holding her hand in her hand.

This is a nervous subconscious action of a person.

Jiang Qiao is a casual person, and he feels really tempted.

He wanted the girl sitting across from him.

He didn't hesitate anymore, lowered his voice, and his voice was a bit lingering.

"Um... poor." He turned his head slightly and asked her, looking a little cute, "After going back last night, the senior has been thinking of you. Since Ning Xuemei is sorry for the senior, it is better to be pitiful. ."