To My Dear Mr. Huo

Su Peizhen came with Luo Meishan and Song Youhe this time, so they booked all the itineraries.

Until he came to this hot spring hotel, Su Peizhen finally had a smile on his face.

"I have been to this hot spring hotel before, and the environment is good."

Su Peizhen took a look at Chou Junjiao. Originally, there was nothing wrong with Chou Junjiao who came out to play this time, but he didn't know what happened to her. When he heard that they were going to come to Japan to play, he said they would come together.

In order to wait for her, they set off one day late.

But when I really went out, I realized that Qiu Junjiao didn't know what was going on, and had been distracted.

"Jun Jiao, what's the matter with you?" Although Su Peizhen and Qiu Yanbo were impossible, she and Qiu Junjiao had been friends for so many years, showing concern on their faces.

"It's nothing." Qiu Junjiao was a little annoyed. She was really frightened by Huo Jinyao that day, which made her unable to recover for two or three days.

The feeling of being in close contact with the god of death and almost thinking that you will really die is really too bad.

And she suffered such a big loss, but she had nothing to do with Huo Jinyao. Because even Qiu Yanbo told her not to fight against Su Qingsang.

Listen, listen to this, is this what a brother said to his sister?

Isn't it just for a project? Huo Jinyao could give other people the project for Su Qingsang, why did he only let her be patient when he came to Qiu Yanbo?

"If there's nothing else, go back to the room first. Put down the luggage, and you can take a look at the rest."

They have a lot of luggage when they go out, Su Peizhen has always been impatient. In the past, someone would help her with these things, but this time because a few little sisters came out together, she had to do it herself.

The others had no objection, and went back to the room to rest after completing the formalities.

The hot spring hotel has only two floors. There are not many rooms, but each Japanese room is very elegant.

Su Qingsang and Xiang Caiping's room happened to be on the second floor, from here they could see a small garden behind, and behind the garden was the place to soak in the hot spring.

Every hot spring pool is surrounded and divided into two places for men and women.

"Mom, do you want to rest for a while? If not, we'll go straight down for dinner. We'll soak in the hot spring at night."

"You don't need to rest. You should be hungry after our long drive in the afternoon. Let's go eat something and come back to soak in the hot spring."

"En." Su Qingsang nodded, Japan is such a big place, it's actually not that tiring after a long drive.

The two packed up their things casually and went downstairs. At the same time, Su Peizhen and his party had already returned to their respective rooms.

Su Qingsang went to have dinner with Xiang Caiping, and then agreed with her escort to go to the small pool that had been reserved in advance to soak in the hot spring.

The surrounding environment was quite quiet, Su Qingsang could only hear the sound of water when they moved in the small pool where they soaked.

Xiang Caiping looked at Su Qingsang. During the time she was here, looking at Su Qingsang, she felt that she was too thin.

Now that the two mother and daughter are soaking in the hot spring with so little clothes on, they realize that the daughter is not thin, but has where there should be flesh, and she looks very plump.

Fortunately, unlike her, she is a typical southern petite body, a little thin and not plump.

"Mom, what are you looking at?" Su Qingsang turned around and realized that Xiang Caiping had been staring at her. Even if it was her own mother, she felt a little shy to be stared at like this.

"It's nothing." Xiang Caiping smiled: "We have been out for a few days, Jin Yao calls you every day, it seems that he hasn't called today?"

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