He looked up and asked unhurriedly, "Which foot?" ”

Cloud's right foot moved.

Jiang Qiao immediately understood, lifted her legs, and found that not only did she have slender fingers, but her legs also seemed to be long, and her height should not be low.

So he said, "Put your foot on my knee." ”

He patted the knee of the leg he wasn't kneeling on.

Yun Fanfan felt that this might not be good, and his toes curled up, but the other party thought she was slow, so he simply helped her do it directly.

The camouflage pants looked wide, but Jiang Qiao pinched them, and his hands were directly empty.

When I really pinched her calves, I found that the other party's legs were very thin, but the flesh was not loose, but very firm, and she should have exercised regularly.

The palm that was pinching her calf was a little hot, Jiang Qiao let go of some strength, lowered his head and began to help her deal with the wound on her ankle.

After a closer look, there was no bleeding, and the skin was broken, revealing the pink flesh inside.

That's what was worn out during military training.

Three or two helped her put on a band-aid, Jiang Qiao stood up, bent down and patted the dust on his pants, his face was like a dust moon, and his voice was a little interested.

"My name is Jiang Qiao."

Yun Fanfan straightened his legs, and Jiang Qiao's eyes were immediately attracted by her legs.

My mind suddenly thought of what Qu Fan said during the day.

What's the model's name?

It seems to be called Erl, right?

I don't remember the last name.

Jiang Qiao casually praised Yun Fan: "Your legs are very good-looking, better than the model named Erer in school." ”

In fact, he hadn't even seen the legs, but he thought she was good-looking.

Yun Fanfan was very happy in the previous sentence, praising her, representing that she was one step closer to the other party.

The latter sentence made her a little silly.

She wasn't sure how many models there were in the school, and she didn't know if there would be one named Erer.

In a tentative tone, he asked, "Nil?" ”

Jiang Qiao didn't care much about her surname, and nodded.

Cloud Flood: "......"

The other party can't be deliberately teasing her, right?

Or has he actually seen his own legs, but not his own face?

Listening to his tone, it seemed that he was not very interested in Ning'er.

Yun Fanpan was silent for a moment, then got up and prepared to leave.

Jiang Qiao stopped her behind her back, this time the tone was not as polite as before, but with a bit of inch-inch.

"Senior sister, senior told you my name, shouldn't you also say your name?"

She didn't know what the other party's attitude towards Ning'er was, and Yun Fanfan felt that if she told the other party now that her name was Ning'er, she might have a bad reaction.

Hurriedly asked the little cabbage in his heart.

The advice given by the little cabbage is: "Why don't you leave the host first and go back to the dormitory to think about it?" ”

Yun Fanfan thinks it's a good idea.

Hearing Jiang Qiao calling himself behind him again, Yun Pan ran away without looking back.

Jiang Qiao stood in place, looked at the other party's panicked back, and sat back in the chair.

The other party seemed to be quite normal before, and even took the initiative to give himself a band-aid.

If there is anything that is abnormal, it is just now.

But it doesn't seem to make sense, and if you push it further, it's where he says his name.

So, was he scared away?

Jiang Qiao's hand on the chair tapped lightly twice.

If that's the case, things may get tricky, and the name Jiang Qiao shouldn't be very pleasing. ...