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

As a result, she saw a Weibo about accusing Ji Huaichu.

I found the original Weibo place all the way, and when she saw the name of the little girl in the Liuli Pagoda, she remembered. In the plot, isn't this person Ji Huaichu's collaborator?

It seems that one night before, Ji Huaichu also told her about the trouble with her partner.

After reading Weibo, Yun Fanpan felt that...this blogger may have a problem with his thinking.

A small number of fans are also attached below.

In her Weibo, although it was said that she knew that she could not force anything, but the existence of this Weibo had a vague accusation.

She didn't know why Ji Huaichu deleted this person, but she was certain that she would not delete it for no reason.

Ji Huaichu doesn't care about anything. Since he can keep this person on the list, how can he delete her without problems?

To put it bluntly, this person can't affect Ji Huaichu's mood, and Ji Huaichu has no need to target her.

Xiao Bai Cai stroked his own system plot, and suddenly said: "Host Da, this person...seems you know him."

"I know?"

"Yes, she is Zhang Le."

Zhang Le? Isn't Zhang Le dating Tong Jiu?

Why do you like Ji Huaichu again?

Yun Fanfan and Xiaobaicai fell into silence at the same time.

"Forget it, don't worry about this, should I tell Ji Huaichu about this?"

Yun Fan was a little undecided.

At the same time, she felt very strange.

Is Zhang Le a little stupid?

She has known Ji Huaichu for so long, she should know about Ji Huaichu not playing Weibo, even his fans know it, she doesn't know it for no reason.

Now that I know, the existence of this Weibo is completely meaningless.

Xiao Bai Cai said: "I think it is better to tell. Ji Huaichu is introverted. What if I saw it one day and didn't want to come over?"

Yun Fanfan quickly picked up his cell phone and called Ji Huaichu.

The slightly cold water hit Ji Huaichu's body, and he didn't feel cold at all, instead, his whole body was hot.

Even if he desperately suppressed that desire, he could still think of the other party's delicate skin, soft lips, and the voice when he gently called his name.

Ji Huaichu supported the wall with one arm, her voice in his head.

"Achu, Achu..."

With sound after sound, Ji Huaichu raised his face, allowing water to pour from the top of his hair onto his cheek.

Amid the patter of water, he frowned, and his hands on the wall gradually tightened.

After a long time, he reached out blankly and turned off the shower head.

Taking the bath towel next to him casually, he wrapped his waist, and when he passed the mirror, he stopped.

The mirror was blurred by the steam, but he could still see the face of the person in the mirror.

The slender eyelashes were stained with water drops, the water from the broken hair flowed down the cheeks to the lower jaw, the end of the eyes was flushed, and the lips still had shallow teeth marks.

This was just bitten out by him without controlling it.

As if doing something bad, Ji Huaichu raised his hand and wiped his cheeks before leaving the bathroom in a daze.

The phone on the bed happened to go dark, he approached, picked it up, and saw the missed call on it.

As soon as he condensed his gaze, those charming pictures just reappeared.

Ji Huaichu clenched his phone and dialed back.

The other party quickly picked it up, Ji Huaichu's voice was still a little hoarse, he asked: "Lingning, what's the matter?"