Beautiful cannon fodder does not want to show up [Quick Transmigration]

at dusk.

Su Ziqing, who had been lingering outside the cabin, waiting for an opportunity to deliver the letter, finally found a chance.

After seeing Wilton leave in a hurry, he quickly stuffed half of the autographed letter under the door, knocked on the door three times, and then dodged like a frightened rabbit, looking behind the door of the safe passage.

The closed door remained motionless, and no one responded.

At this time, Qiao Yu was enjoying the vast and magnificent scenery of the sea on the terrace, and from time to time recorded the fleeting inspiration of the perfume.

Under the light blue-black night, the beauty who is as warm as jade and covered with a warm yellow halo is quietly gazing at the turbulent mysterious ocean. A little bit of starlight falls on the coat worn by the beauty, like broken diamonds, icing on the cake , overshadowed by the dizzying beauty of the beauty.

In the safe passage, Su Ziqing, who hadn't waited for a long time for the door to open, couldn't hold back, and ran to the door to ring the doorbell.

"What do you want to do!"

As soon as Wilton came out of the elevator, he saw a stranger wanting to ring the doorbell to disturb his long-planned two-person world, so he stopped immediately.

At the same time, he pushed the well-chosen dinner on the trolley and a bouquet of champagne roses in full bloom, and walked two quick steps with his long legs, and arrived in front of the room.

That dainty little cart was placed between Su Ziqing and the door like a defensive weapon.

Su Ziqing, who was forced to take a few steps back to prevent being hit by the small cart, stood still and looked up at Wilton, showing skillful stubbornness and a touch of grievance, and said in Chinese in a soft voice: "Hello, sir! I have no malicious intentions." .”

Because Wilton just used his mother tongue, Su Ziqing, who didn't understand, repeated his words in the only popular foreign language he knew.

Wilton, who was too lazy to talk to outsiders, pretended not to understand, and asked him to leave in his native language, making gestures to drive him away.

Su Ziqing looked at him in disbelief: How could such a rude and impolite move be done by a dignitary in the upper class?Did I hear wrong?

No, it won't.

It must be that the Xia Guoren inside was afraid of being exposed by his compatriots, so he told the benefactor in advance.

As long as the other party reads the letter and feels ashamed, or the foreigner asks someone to translate the letter, then the handsome man in front of him will definitely wake up, no longer be infatuated with the young man in the room, and will only hate the vulgarity of the other party soul.

Just like Xu Chengfeng.

Of course, Su Ziqing didn't expect the other party to fall in love with him who was indifferent to fame and wealth, after all, just one Xu Chengfeng was enough to make people troubled!He didn't want another sweet burden.

Wilton didn't know what the thin brown-haired man in front of him was thinking, but felt that his eyes were full of desire.

Not wanting to entangle any more, he directly pressed the call button next to the door, and after ten seconds, two burly men with murderous looks came trotting up all the way.

"Boss!"

The two big men had a typical Yuecheng accent, and their hoarse voices were full of evil spirits.

"Take him away. Don't let me see him until the cruise ship."

So simple?I thought I was looking for someone to come up to practice with.After a while, throw people directly into the sea, and swim for three days and three nights before returning home.

"Wait." Wilton looked at Su Ziqing, who was being carried by two big men gagging and struggling, and said with a frown, "Just lock him in the cabin, don't dirty your hands."

After all, he and Xiaoyu are compatriots, and he didn't do anything wrong.

At this moment, Su Ziqing panicked, thinking that something unexpected would happen to him, and he was full of regrets!He now understands his own mind!I just want to contact Xu Chengfeng as soon as possible, so that I can tell him before I die: I also fell in love with him!

Wilton, conscious of self-cultivation, quickly put this little episode behind him, and happily pushed the dinner into the luxury cabin.

"Quack."

The cart is stuck.

Wilton looked down and pulled out a letter from the pocket wheel. The addressee on the envelope was "Xia people".

Is it a letter to Xiaoyu?How come it looks sneaky.

Forget it, eat first.

Wilton set the table happily, then walked to the terrace and looked at Qiao Yu tenderly: "Dear Xiao Yu, maybe you need to take a break. May I have the honor to have dinner with you?"

There is so much warmth in those eyes that it is like a lake flooding in spring and out of control, making people addicted to it.

Qiao Yu couldn't bear to refuse, although he was still not used to the enthusiastic attitude and ambiguous language of foreigners, maybe it was because of his different language habits.But, who wouldn't want to hear something nice?

So the radiant beauty went to dinner with Wilton, blushing slightly.

At the exquisite dining table, the two talked and laughed at Yanyan.

Wilton is small-minded and considerate, taking care of his favorite object very properly and thoughtfully.

Every time he sees Qiao Yu's dazzling and stunning eyes, or the beautiful jaw line, or any part that is exposed... He will be involuntarily addicted to it, and the super self-control that has been cultivated since childhood It's hard enough to keep him from making abrupt moves.

After finishing the meal, Wilton put the plates on the trolley, pushed them outside the cabin door, and rang the notification bell for others to come up and take them away.

After closing the door, he remembered that he had picked up a letter from here.He had just had such a wonderful dinner with the beauty that he completely forgot about it.

Wilton took out the letter that he had just put on it from the dressing mirror beside him, and after two seconds of deliberation, he still didn't open it without authorization.

After confirming that there were no threats such as poison in the letter, he handed it to Qiao Yu.

"what is this?"

Qiao Yu opened the letter curiously, and took out the letter paper inside. The faint fragrance mixed with the damp sea smell from the lower cabins was very unpleasant. It should be carefully sprinkled with perfume.

"It was stuffed in the door by a stranger. It might be a letter for you. Dear Xiaoyu, do you mind if I read it together?"

Wilton sat next to Qiao Yu, the soft sofa was full of elasticity, and the slightly sunken soft sofa cushions almost made him touch the corner of the beauty's clothes, and he could smell the light and sunny fragrance of saponins from the beauty's hair.

"of course can."

Qiao Yu didn't think that anyone he knew would write to him. He was always introverted and kept a low profile. The only time when he couldn't control his temper was when he satirized Su Ziqing—this also cost him half his life.

Maybe it was sent by mistake, and the real owner of the letter can be found later based on the contents of the letter.

Thinking of this, Qiao Yu and Wilton began to read this seemingly sincere letter.