Male God Please Lie Down

After thinking about it, Ji Qingming still asked aloud.

I really want to know, after all, she really wants a very practical skill.

If you encounter danger in the future, you can save yourself.

"You have to discover these skills by yourself, I won't talk about them."

Ji Zeya said lightly, and then stopped talking.

Ji Qingming gave a hehehe, although it was difficult for her to imagine what it was like to take the empty hand for nothing.

But after all, they can be regarded as force or something, so she still chooses the weird skill of empty-handed handling.

"Okay... Then are you going to the next task now?"

Ji Zeya said lightly again, the purple crystal ball in front of her exudes layers of light.

"Is he back!?"

Ji Qingming asked softly again.

"Not yet."

Ji Zeya said lightly.

Ji Qingming felt a chill in his heart. He had done this task, but he still hadn't done that task.

How difficult is that task?

There was a chill in Ji Qingming's heart.

"Go!"

Before she continued to talk to Ji Zeya, Ji Zeya waved her hand again, and she fell into a purple whirlpool like a whirl, spinning, spinning, and smelling of flowers. In the midst, she fell into it.

Lying there, dizzy for a while, she opened her eyes. At this time, she was in a luxurious suite.

She seemed to have just finished taking a shower, with a bath towel wrapped around her body. She was half leaning on the sofa at this moment, and she could hear the sound of water rushing from the bathroom on the other side.

Ji Qingming looked at the messy dresses on the ground, and she checked herself again. There were no traces on her body, and there was no discomfort in her lower body. It seemed that nothing happened.

Before the beginning of the plot, she didn't want this kind of mess to happen.

At the moment, Ji Qingming took the clothes scattered on the ground and put them on. After putting them on, there was still a small bag on the ground.

He picked it up quickly and opened the door and went out.

Wait until she opens the door to go out.

The outside sound seemed to be heard in the bathroom, the sound of water stopped, and the door was opened.

The mist that came out with the steaming of the open face was a handsome man with a sturdy figure.

He looked at the empty room, his eyes darkened a bit, and a sullen cold light flashed in his eyes. He pulled the towel on one side and wrapped himself around him, and then walked out.

When Ji Qingming leaned against the sofa before, he did it and picked up the red wine on the coffee table.

It was drunk by Ji Qingming before, and there are still remnants of lipstick on it.

He didn't even look at it. He directly pressed the lipstick mark and took another sip.

Putting down the wine glass, his lips were also stained with a coquettish red.

Under the illumination of the crystal lamp, his whole body exudes a sense of keeping away from others.

"You can't escape."

Thin lips slowly uttered these words.

Ji Qingming went out and walked to the outside of the hotel, watching the continuous flow of traffic outside, which made him feel a little more comfortable.

The panic in my heart gradually eased away.

She looked around for a while, and finally walked into the hotel on the other side, took out the ID card from the wallet, opened a room, and went straight in.