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

Moreover, she seemed to really hate Ning Er.

Is it because Ning Er is more noticeable than her?

Pan Ke looked at the hand that Xu Cheng was holding his arm, and suddenly some coldness invaded his back.

At noon, it was because it was late, so there were fewer people. At night, there were more people.

Yun Fan hesitated: "Do you mind eating elsewhere? There are many people in the cafeteria."

Jiang Qiao immediately understood her scruples.

To be honest, he didn't want other people to always look at her, even at noon, now going in, I'm afraid it will attract the attention of a large number of people, if she goes in, maybe she will touch someone's body.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qiao was immediately unhappy.

After making up his mind, Jiang Qiao said to Yun Fan: "Then you don't go in, wait here, I'll go shopping, and then we will find a place to eat."

Jiang Qiao was buying rice very quickly. He came out in less than five or six minutes, carrying two packing boxes in his hand.

The two went to the lake to eat again.

At the moment the sun hasn't set, it's not very hot anymore, but the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the lake, orange and yellow, very beautiful.

During the meal, Jiang Qiao asked her: "What were you talking to your instructor in the afternoon?"

Although the instructor looks over thirty, he is also a man.

He had to take precautions, and she gave him her cell phone.

He feels soft when he talks to her, what about others?

Jiang Qiao asked casually, and his tone was casual, just like a casual question.

Yun Fan bit his chopsticks, his lips looked like a rabbit, ruddy, making people want to get close to relatives.

She said: "I am going to Italy to participate in a model show this Saturday, so I have to take a leave of absence."

When Jiang Qiao heard about this Saturday, he asked her again: "You Mid-Autumn Festival... are you going home or at school?"

If he goes home, he will look for her, she is in this city anyway.

If it's at school, it's easier.

But he guessed that she should go home. After all, she also has family, unlike herself, alone, but it doesn't seem to matter to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Although the two have not known each other for a long time, Jiang Qiao already wants to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with her very much.

Yun Fanfan replied: "The model exhibition may be held for a long time. I can't fly back during the day. My mother will go with me. I should stay in Italy for one night. The Mid-Autumn Festival may still be there."

Italy...

Jiang Qiao's expression faded, and then the two of them ate quietly again.

After eating, Jiang Qiao thought of what he thought at noon today.

Turning her head and looking at her again, her hands were placed on the chair. The chair was painted with brownish red paint. Her hands were placed on it in a small ball, and the lining was very white and tender.

Jiang Qiao's fingers on his knees tapped gently on his knees, as if thinking about something.

After that, she didn't plan to wait anymore, she stretched out her hand and wrapped her hand.

The back of his hand was warm, and he saw that Jiang Qiao was holding his hand, and there seemed to be signs of tightening.

Jiang Qiao blinked, his curled eyelashes flying up and down like butterfly wings.

There was a clear light in the boy's eyes, cautiously, with expectation and happiness, like ink falling into the water, slowly spreading.

Seeing that she hadn't moved, Jiang Qiao said, "This is the previous compensation."

Yun groaned, and struggling lightly, his hand broke free.

Jiang Qiao didn't expect that she would break free, her palms empty.

After that, the five fingers spread out, interspersed between his fingers, and said: "This is more cost-effective."