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

After Yun Fanfan hung up the phone, he was still dumbfounded.

After that, she glanced at Jiang Qiao and saw that the other person was looking at herself, she asked him: "Then you...where are you going?"

Jiang Qiao said indifferently: "Anywhere, there is always a place to sleep. I can do it."

After Jiang Qiao finished speaking, he pulled the corners of his lips and gave her a comforting smile.

Yun Fan hesitated: "Why don't you go to my hotel with me first?"

Jiang Qiao's eyes flickered, and then he nodded: "I listen to you."

The two returned to the side of the road together, and after a while, a cloud of mobile phones rang.

It was a foreigner who was speaking in Milan, who should be a native of Milan. He spoke English, but with a strong accent.

She briefly communicated with the other party and realized that this was the car Cui Nan had found for her. After determining the location, the other party drove over and Yun Fan took Jiang Qiao into the car.

The driver frequently looked at her and Jiang Qiao from the rearview mirror, speechless all the way.

Until she drove to the hotel entrance, she was about to pay, the driver told her in English that Cui Nan had already paid.

Before she got out of the car, she heard the driver say again: "You...really...it's morning..."

Yun Fan got out of the car and was stunned for a while.

What does the background color mean?

Although she can speak Chinese, she doesn't understand it.

She could only smile and vaguely. When the driver left, she immediately turned to ask Jiang Qiao: "What did the driver say just now?"

Jiang Qiao smiled at the corners of his mouth, his eyes were petting, but he shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Yun Fanfan had no choice but to give up. It was definitely not a curse anyway. The driver's expression was quite kind.

Standing at the entrance of the hotel, I looked at the sign outside the hotel.

It is a colorful brand, and the lights on it are constantly changing.

She said, "Shall I open a room for you?"

Jiang Qiao replied: "I will do it myself."

Looking at Jiang Qiao talking with the front desk, I learned that Jiang Qiao's Italian seemed good.

Jiang Qiao's room was next to her room. When he was standing at the door of the room, he subconsciously asked him: "Are you going to come in and take a look?"

She took the initiative to invite, and Jiang Qiao certainly would not give up this opportunity.

The end result was two people standing in the room.

The hotel rooms are all the same, nothing to look at, but when I saw the dressing mirror, Yun Fan was taken aback by myself.

She walked up to Jiang Qiao and asked him: "How do you recognize my appearance? And don't you think it's scary?"

Jiang Qiao looked left and right, fingers brushing her eyelashes.

Her eyelashes are very long. She doesn't even have false eyelashes attached, so she only uses mascara.

The lipstick on her lips has been eaten clean by him, and only her original lip color is left, which is faintly red, like a peach blossom.

Jiang Qiao nodded seriously: "It's scary, but who told you to be my girlfriend? No matter how scary you are, you have to recognize it."

His tone was somewhat helpless, and when he heard it, he wanted to quickly remove his makeup.

In the end, Jiang Qiao held his hand again. His expression was not like the previous one, but a bit fierce: "I hope you are a little scary, so that you won't make those bees fly up. Only me. It's best for one person."

She didn't understand what the first words meant, but the latter ones understood.

She put her face in front of Jiang Qiao, and said shamelessly: "That's enough for you."

He actually held her face with his hands and looked at it for a long time.

Looking at it, his eyes changed.