To My Dear Mr. Huo

Chapter 327: happy New Year

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

It wasn't until he came to this hot spring hotel that 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 glanced at Qiu Junjiao. Originally, there was nothing wrong with Qiu Junjiao when they came out to play this time, but he didn't know what happened to her. When he heard that they were coming to Japan to play, he said that he wanted to come together.

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

But when I got out of the house, I realized that Qiu Junjiao didn't know what was going on and had been distracted.

"Junjiao, what's wrong with you?" Although Su Peizhen and Qiu Yanbo are no longer together, she and Qiu Junjiao have been friends for so many years, with a look of 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 are really going to die is really bad.

And she suffered such a big loss, but there was nothing she could do against Huo Jinyao. Because even Qiu Yanbo told her not to go 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 the project to others for Su Qingsang, but why did Qiu Yanbo only make her endure it

"If there's nothing else, go back to your room first. Put your luggage down and you can take your time reading the rest."

They don't have much luggage when they go out, and Su Peizhen has never been very patient. In the past, someone would help her handle these things, but this time, because a few little sisters came out together, she had to do it herself.

The others had no objections and went back to their rooms to rest after completing the formalities.

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

The rooms of Su Qingsang and Xiang Caiping happened to be on the second floor. From here, you could see a small garden in the back, and behind the garden was the hot spring area.

Each hot spring pool was surrounded and divided into two areas for men and women.

"Mom, do you want to rest for a while? If you don't want to rest, we will go directly to eat. Then we will take a bath in the hot springs in the evening."

"No need to rest. We have been in the car for so long in the afternoon, so you must be hungry. Let's go eat something and come back to soak in the hot springs."

"Yes." Su Qingsang nodded. Japan is such a big place, so the long drive was actually not that tiring.

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

Su Qingsang and Xiang Caiping went to have dinner together, and then agreed with their companions to go to the small pool they had reserved in advance to soak in the hot springs.

The surrounding environment was quite quiet, and Su Qingsang could only hear the sound of their movements in the small pool where they soaked.

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

Now that the mother and daughter were soaking in the hot spring with so little clothes on, they realized that their daughter was not thin, but had all the places that should be fleshy, and she looked very plump.

Fortunately, it's not like her. She has a typical southern petite figure, a bit 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 her own mother was a little shy when she was stared at like this.

"It's nothing." Xiang Caiping smiled: "It's been a few days since we came out. Jin Yao calls you every day. It seems he hasn't called you today?"

One update. . .

(End of chapter)