Check out.
Refund the deposit.
When Jiang Chen finished the procedures and turned around, he found Qing Gege had somehow slipped to the hotel entrance, tilting her neck at a forty-five-degree angle, seemingly just appreciating the freshly washed sky.
Hmm.
Definitely not to avoid suspicion.
Qing Gege has always been a straightforward and heroic woman.
Jiang Chen walked over casually, without exposing her, stood beside her, and curiously asked:
"What are you looking at?"
"..."
Fang Qing felt neither awkward nor embarrassed, withdrew her gaze, lifted her feet, and walked forward.
Jiang Chen followed.
After the rain, the sky cleared, but the puddles on the ground hadn't dried, and the air was filled with a damp smell mixed with earthy fragrance.
Having stayed in the hotel for two days, Jiang Chen involuntarily took a deep breath.
Fang Qing suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at the rather ordinary chain hotel, her eyes complicated.
