Monster System: Quickly Transmigrate Male God's Favorite

Chapter 900 I want to be the king (11)

The routine used by the little brother now.

For Qianqiu in the past, he didn't look down on him at all, and he didn't even pay attention to it.

He was the first to show his face, and said such pitiful words again.

It's not that I want to trick myself.

Let yourself have sympathy, first use a little secret, and use the fastest speed to narrow the distance between the two people.

When we got on the plane, we sat together.

He was afraid that he was going to start a routine again.

On the surface, he looks like a simple, kind, well-behaved and cute boy.

Never thought of it.

His routine is so deep.

but……

Ah, damn like it.

Who made him a little brother.

Glory number: […]

Ladies, control yourself.

You may accidentally expose your idiot attributes, so hurry up and be elegant!

Two and a half hours.

It's not long, it's not short.

For Wen Nianhua in the past, the most annoying thing was waiting like this, it was a waste of time.

just.

When the coach appeared, he realized that time was so fast.

until boarding.

It was very late, and the passengers were all tired, and they wanted to fall asleep as soon as they sat down.

Qianqiu was also a little sleepy.

She didn't have any luggage, just a backpack stuffed with some daily necessities.

She took out the earplugs and eye mask, pulled out the blanket, and adjusted the seat on the plane. Just as she was about to fall asleep fully armed, she heard a young boy's voice whispering in her ear:
"Can you speak English?" Wen Nianhua asked.

"Huh?" Qianqiu glanced at him.

"My stomach is a bit uncomfortable." He said, his eyes fell on the things Qian Qiu had just dug out from the backpack.

There happened to be a box of stomach medicine inside.

Qianqiu: "..."

Your hint is too obvious!

As an e-sports player, since when have you been doing this? !
Forget it.

It's very rare for a little brother to be so active, even if the routine is very deep.

Qian Qiu turned out the stomach medicine and handed it to him, saying: "Let me ask you about hot water..."

The last word "bar" has not been said yet.

He directly chewed the pills and swallowed them.

"Okay, it's better to eat like this."

Qianqiu: "..."

Yes.

Simple and crude.

Qianqiu didn't know how to describe the little brother in this plane.

It looks very straightforward, but in fact the routine is very deep.

When he felt that he seemed to have a deep routine, he felt that he was starting to be upright again.

Probably this is human.

Very contradictory.

Qianqiu's backpack is not big, but there are quite a lot of things stuffed inside.

Fortunately, the original owner habitually likes to prepare spare things, such as double blankets, earplugs and eye masks.

Qianqiu handed it to Wen Nianhua and said:
"It's all clean."

He seemed to be hesitant, paused and said, "Isn't this inconvenient?"

"I took it as a spare, it's not inconvenient."

"Thank you."

Wen Nianhua didn't refuse any more, and took the things with his slender, fair fingers.

When the fingertips are brushed.

Even through a layer of blankets, Qianqiu was keenly aware of something.

His fingers were icy cold.

Qianqiu couldn't help but frowned, did he really have a stomachache?
She just remembered what the coach said not long ago.

He seems to have not eaten for a day, and now he has a stomachache, and he can continue to talk to himself, is it all due to perseverance? !
"Do you want something to eat?"

"I don't want to eat, I'll just lie down for a while."

Wen Nianhua's voice was still so lazy, like the bass of a cello.

The voice is elegant and pleasant.

What he said was a little willful.

(End of this chapter)