After the cloud hung up the phone, it was still dull.

Then she looked at Jiang Qiao and saw that the other side was looking at himself. She asked him, "where are you... Where are you going?"

Jiang Qiao said indifferent: "where can, there is always a place to sleep, I can make do with."

Jiang Qiao finish saying, also pulled pull lip Cape, give her a comforting smile.

"Why don't you go to my hotel with me first?" the cloud hesitated

Jiang Qiao's eyes twinkled slightly, then he nodded: "listen to you."

They went back to the side of the road together. After a while, the mobile phone with clouds rang.

It was a foreigner, a native of Milan, speaking English, but with a strong accent.

After a brief exchange with the other party, she realized that this was the car Cui Nan had found for her. After confirming the location, the other party drove over and yunpan took Jiang Qiao to the car.

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

When she got to the door of the hotel, she was about to pay. The driver told her in English that Cui Nan had already paid.

Before she got off the bus, she heard the driver say, "you are... It's really... The background of the morning..."

the clouds were all over the car, and she was stunned for a long time.

What do you mean by the background color of the morning?

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

Can smile vaguely past, wait for the driver to leave, she immediately turned to ask Jiang Qiao: "just that driver said, what do you mean?"

Jiang Qiao mouth corner smile, eyes dote on, but shake his head to say: "I also don't know."

I have to give up. Anyway, it's not swearing. The driver's expression is very kind.

Standing at the door of the hotel, the cloud looked at the sign outside the hotel.

It's a colorful brand. The lights on it are constantly changing.

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

Jiang Qiao replied, "I can do it myself."

Cloud Pan Pan looks at Jiang Qiao and the front desk exchange, understands Jiang Qiao's Italian language seems to be good.

Jiang Qiao's room is next door to her room. When Yun Pan Pan stood at the door of the room, he asked him subconsciously, "do you want to come in and have a look?"

Of course, Jiang Qiao would not give up the opportunity.

The end result is two people standing in the room.

The hotel rooms are all the same, there is nothing to look at, but when I see the fitting mirror, I'm scared by the cloud.

She went to Jiang Qiao and asked him, "how do you recognize me? And don't you think it's scary? "

Jiang Qiao looks left and right, fingers brush her eyelashes.

her eyelashes are very long. They don't paste false eyelashes. They only use mascara.

Lipstick on the lips has been eaten clean by him, leaving her original lip color, light red, like peach blossom.

Jiang Qiao nodded seriously: "frightening, but who called you my girlfriend? You have to recognize it even if it's frightening. "

His tone with a bit helpless, cloud pan pan a listen, want to quickly go to remove makeup.

As a result, Jiang Qiao took hold of his hand again. His expression was not like that just now, but with a bit of ferocity: "I wish you would scare people a little, so that those bees will not be provoked to fly up, and only I can see the best by myself."

She didn't understand the meaning of the front words, but she understood the later words.

She put her face to Jiang Qiao and said, "I'll show you enough."

He really held her face in his hand and studied it for a long time.

Look at, look at, eyes changed.

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