Chapter 708 I have seen it

Everyone did not speak, but they thought so in their hearts.

The plane arrived on time.

As soon as Qiao Nian got off the plane, Gu San dutifully reminded her next to her: "Miss Qiao, don't forget to call Wangye."

"……"

Qiao Nian slept on the plane. She just woke up with her earphones plugged in, but she didn’t like to listen to music when she slept, so she didn’t turn on the voice, just hearing Gu San talking.

She took off a headset with dry eyes, turned out someone’s phone number, paused, and looked up again. Her eyes were dark and bottomless, and she asked: "Can't send a message?"

It seems to be enough to send a message to Ping An.

Gu Sanguan watched his nose and pretended that he didn’t understand, and said in a low voice, “Miss Qiao, didn’t you promise to call back and send a message to the prince... not great, right?”

"Forget it." Qiao Nian didn't know if it was really bad to send a message, so he rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I'll call."

When the phone is dialed out, it will be connected after only two or three rings.

"Hey."

The man’s voice is low and seductive, and there is a strong sense of presence around him without being around: "Have you arrived in Beijing?"

Qiao Nian walked out with the crowd, and one-handed in his pocket, very cool: "Well, just got off the plane, ready to go out."

The man on the other side of the cell phone chuckled, his low-melt voice like a string plucked, lazily, but there was a kind of inexplicable extravagance: "The weather in Beijing is colder than the surrounding city, be careful not to catch a cold... "

Qiao Nian raised her head and found that the people passing by were all wearing cotton-padded coats. It looked like it was much colder than the surrounding city. She lowered her eyes, gathered the warmth that flashed under her eyes, and whispered: "I know, I am in front of you. I've only been to Beijing in a few days."

When Weilou asked her to come to see his grandfather, she had just been here, and it didn't take long.

However, compared to half a month ago, the temperature in Beijing seems to have dropped a few degrees. Qiao Nian almost stopped to buy a bottle of hot coffee when passing by the vending machine, but Gu San walked in front. She pursed the corners of her mouth. Buy, or follow Gu San out.

"...I almost forgot that you just came before."

When she was distracted, the man’s voice came in from the earphones, as if deliberately sultry, his voice was low: "I will let Bo Jingxing come to the airport to pick you up. He should be outside. You will see him later. Luo Qing is also there, and there are also some people from the Nine Institutes, you may not know... Gu San is here, you just need to follow him."

Qiao Nian heard the inexplicable itching of the cochlea, frowned, raised the end of his eyes, looked forward, and saw Luo Qing and others not far away.

Luo Qing, Bo Jingxing...There are also some new faces, she has never seen before, about seven or eight people.

She slowly retracted her gaze, her tone was lax, and she was very angry: "Oh, I have seen it."

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On the other side, Luo Qing also saw the girl coming out of the terminal.

Not seen in a few days.

The girls still dress up too cool, but the previous sweater is changed to a white hoodie, still wearing a peaked cap, hiding all the hair inside, earphones stuffed in the ears, as if calling someone, some Inattentive laziness, the evil spirit in his bones can hardly be covered!

He pointed in the direction of Qiao Nian, turned his head and said to Bo Jingxing who had been replying to the news: "Bo Shao, it is Miss Qiao and the others. They are out."

Out?

The people of the Nine Institutes couldn't help but look forward to the direction he said--

Gu San and they know each other.

Wang Ye's right arm and right arm, usually follow him by his side without leaving an inch.

(End of this chapter)