Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

After thinking for a moment, Ji Qingyou still asked the question.

She really wants to know, because she really wants a practical skill.

In case I encounter danger in the future, I can save myself.

"You'll have to discover these skills yourself; I won't tell you."

Ji Zeya said something indifferently and then fell silent.

Ji Qingyou chuckled, though she found it hard to imagine what it meant to catch a blade barehanded.

But since it was something that involved martial arts, she still reluctantly chose the bizarre skill of catching a blade bare-handed.

"Alright... are you going to your next mission now?"

Ji Zeya spoke again softly, and the purple crystal ball in front of her emitted layers of light.

"Is he back!?"

Ji Qingyou asked softly again.

"not yet."

Ji Zeya said calmly.

Ji Qingyou felt a chill in her heart. She had finished her task, but he still hadn't completed his.

Just how difficult was that mission?

A chill ran through Ji Qingyou's heart.

"Go!"

Before she could continue speaking to Ji Zeya, Ji Zeya waved her hand again, and she spun around and fell into a purple vortex, spinning and spinning until, amidst a fragrance of flowers, she fell in.

She lay there, feeling dizzy for a while, before opening her eyes. She was now in a luxurious suite.

She seemed to have just finished showering, still wrapped in a towel. She was leaning against the sofa, and the sound of running water could be heard coming from the bathroom on the other side.

Ji Qingyou looked at the disheveled clothes on the ground. She checked herself again and found no marks on her body or any discomfort in her lower body. It seemed that nothing had happened.

She didn't want any of this mess to happen before she even started receiving the plot.

Ji Qingyou immediately picked up the scattered clothes on the ground and put them on. After she finished dressing, she noticed a small bag on the ground.

He quickly picked it up and went out the door.

Wait until she opens the door and goes out.

They seemed to hear noises outside from inside the bathroom. The water stopped, and the door opened.

As the steam rose from the opening, it revealed a well-built man with a strikingly handsome face.

He looked at the empty room, his eyes darkening further, a sinister glint flashing in them. He grabbed a towel from the side, wrapped it around himself, and went outside.

He walked up to Ji Qingyou, who was leaning against the sofa, sat down, and picked up the red wine from the coffee table.

That was the drink Ji Qingyou had taken before; there were still traces of lipstick on it.

Without even looking, he pressed the lipstick mark onto the lipstick and took another sip.

He put down his wine glass, and a touch of alluring red tinged his lips.

Under the illumination of the crystal chandelier, he exuded an aura that kept strangers at bay.

"You can't escape."

Thin lips slowly uttered these few words.

Ji Qingyou went outside and walked all the way to the outside of the hotel. Only when she looked at the endless stream of cars outside did she feel a little more comfortable.

The panic in my heart gradually subsided.

She looked around, then went into the other side of the hotel, took out her ID card from her wallet, booked a room, and went straight in.