The Growth of the Music Goddess

Chapter 403

Nangong Yuting was stunned.

After a while, he smiled gentlemanly: "Please help me with a mango ice cream."

The young man quickly responded: "Okay, just wait a moment."

Three minutes later, the young man came out with the freshly made mango ice cream: "Sir, your mango ice cream."

After saying "thank you", after paying the money, Nangong Yuting continued to be dazed while holding the brand new cup of mango ice cream.

If Quanquan was here, she would definitely grab this cup of mango ice cream from him.

Just thinking of this picture, Nangong Yuting couldn't hide the smile on his lips.

His girl is so cute.

Nangong Yuting bowed his head and took a sip.

In an instant, a mango smell entered the nostrils.

Imagining Quan Jing's happy little appearance every time he ate a mango, Nangong Yuting smiled softly again.

The mango ice cream that the girl could finish in 3 minutes, Nangong Yuting only took two bites and didn't eat any more.

Although he doesn't dislike the taste, it's too sweet...

The hotel is not far, and it takes only 10 minutes to walk.

Nangong Yuting simply took the unfinished mango ice cream, walked along the road, and walked back to the hotel to sober up.

A gust of cold wind blew by, instantly chilling.

Walking alone on the road in this foreign country, I feel a little depressed for some reason.

But I couldn't bear the strong aura, and many girls were attracted.

Sure enough, appearance knows no borders.

Although he didn't know Nangong Yuting, it didn't prevent these girls from admiring his... face!

Foreign girls are bolder.

Some even went up to ask Nangong Yuting for his contact information, but he ruthlessly rejected them all.

By the time Nangong Yuting walked to the door of the hotel, the ice cream had already melted.

He casually threw the crispy skin into the trash can in front of the elevator, and pressed the up button.

Ding--

Nangong Yuting stepped in and pressed the number "12".

Soon, the elevator stopped at the 12th floor.

After getting out of the elevator, Nangong Yuting could find his room number accurately even with his eyes closed.

Qi Feibai heard Feng Zhe talk about it by accident before, and even complained about his bad taste, what kind of "412" should he choose, if he chooses, he should choose "666", "888" or "999", how auspicious and pleasant to hear?
He didn't even want to talk to him.

Swipe the card to enter the door.

He washed his hands first, wiped them with a paper towel, and then took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket.

It's [-]:[-] p.m. local time. At this moment, Quanquan should still be sleeping...

Nangong Yuting hesitated for a moment, and decided to wait for him to take a shower before calling her.

*
Early in the morning, six o'clock.

Quan Jing, who was hiding something in her heart, woke up early.

After washing up, she immediately picked up her phone to read the news.

As a result, there was still nothing.

At first, she was a little disappointed, but now she is more worried.

Before Sheng Ke and the others woke up, she put on a coat and walked to the balcony.

After struggling for a long time, she still called Nangong Yuting.

She thought it would take a long time for this call to be connected, and she even wondered if this call would also be unanswered...

Okay, the bell rang for about 45 seconds?
A surprised magnetic voice sounded from the microphone, a little hoarse: "Quanquan? Are you awake?"

The moment he heard Nangong Yuting's voice, Quan Jing covered his mouth so as not to let himself choke up.

It took her a while to sort out her emotions, and a sweet voice sounded: "Why didn't you reply to my message? I've been waiting for you all night..."

The girl's almost accusatory words made Nangong Yuting feel distressed.

He didn't defend himself, let alone defend himself.

She was willing to vent, and he listened.

Even if he listens to it for a lifetime, he has no complaints.

(End of this chapter)