"Are you also going in this direction?" Yang Ruo looked at the three Song Ci, a little surprised.

Song Ci looked at Chu Rong blankly.

The hotel was booked by Chu Rong, and she followed Chu Rong.

Looking at Song Ci, Chu Rong nodded: "The hotel we booked is Mengya Hotel, but we are going here."

"Mengya Hotel, it's a coincidence, we are there." Yang Ruo was stunned when he heard Chu Rong say Mengya Hotel.

Song Ci raised his eyebrows, it was a coincidence.

"It's a coincidence indeed." Chu Rong nodded and said.

"Since it is a hotel, let's go together." Yang Ruo invited with a smile.

"Okay." Song Ci nodded.

Walking together, it happened to save Chu Rong looking at the map while walking.

Several people traveled together.

The Mengya Hotel is nearby. After turning a corner, you can see the huge Mengya Hotel's signboard when you look up.

"By the way, when I booked the room, Mengya Hotel only had two rooms, so I booked a room at the Shangri-La Hotel next to Mengya Hotel for my fourth brother." Chu Rong said suddenly.

Song Miao: "..."

? ? ?

Song Miao felt that she was suddenly struck by lightning.

"Why didn't you go to the Shangri-La Hotel?" Song Miao looked at Chu Rong, his mouth twitching wildly.

And, fourth brother, who is your fourth brother? !

Song Miao felt angry at the thief, he hadn't admitted Chu Rong's identity yet.

"How can I go to stay at the Shangri-La Hotel? I have to be by the side of Xiaoci." Chu Rong looked at Song Miao like an idiot, explaining with his expression, are you stupid?

Song Miao: "..."

Song Miao felt that Chu Rong, the boy, was not real.

Also, can the contempt on the face be more obvious?

Don't think he can't see the contempt on Chu Rong's face when it's dark, hey!

"Okay, the rooms are booked. That's it, isn't it not far?" Song Ci said.

Next to Mengya Hotel is Shangri-La Hotel, not far away, what's the trouble.

Song Miao: "..."

Song Miao looked at Song Ci bitterly.

"Xiao Ci'er, you don't love me anymore, you are cold, you are merciless!" Song Miao said bitterly.

Song Ci: "..."

Rubbing his arms, Song Ci felt that the cold was all over!

"Please be normal." Song Ci said solemnly.

A big man who is about eight meters tall, made a faint expression of resentment, really, so disgusting!

Song Miao: "..."

Feeling a knife in the chest.

Yang Ruo at the side looked at the three people's way of getting along, with smiles on their faces.

Because they feel that these three people are really interesting.

"A few friends are from Yanjing, right?" Yang Cheng asked the three of them.

"How do you know?" Song Miao looked at Yang Cheng, strangely.

Yang Cheng smiled and said, "Your accent, with a little bit of Yanjing's accent."

"That's it." Song Miao nodded.

They didn't feel much about it themselves, they could only say that this Yang Cheng was a very careful person.

"Looking at you, it should have just arrived in Myanmar." Yang Cheng asked again.

Song Miao nodded.

"Is there any problem?" Song Ci asked.

"There is no problem, but..." Yang Cheng paused, looked at the clothes on the three of them, and continued: "The daytime temperature in Burma is relatively high. Do you bring summer clothes?"

Although I felt that when I came to Myanmar, I should know about the weather conditions in Myanmar. However, the three of them seemed to be ignorant, so Yang Cheng reminded them.

It can be considered a good friendship in disguise.

The three of Song Ci glanced at each other, let alone summer clothes, nor did they bring winter clothes.

The only thing I bring is this body on my body!