The man led them to an old building, pointed to the direction upstairs, and then handed a key to Feng Hao.
The location here is not on the street, but in a relatively remote ancient alley, which seems relatively quiet.
The room is on the third floor, not large, but very clean.
As soon as Xia Yucheng entered the room, she relaxed and lay down on the soft bed covered with white sheets. She bounced a few times: "I'm exhausted, I want to sleep!"
As she said that, she had moved her body and slept on the pillow.
Feng Hao put down his bag, went over to pull her up, and said, "I'll go to sleep later, sit down!"
She didn't know why and stared at him with a pair of tired eyes.
Feng Hao took out his mobile phone and turned on the camera function.
"Here, look at the camera..." he said while adjusting the position.
Xia Yucheng was tired and a little out of shape. She muttered and asked, "Can't we come and shoot tomorrow? It's so ugly like this."
"This is the effect we want. Yes, that's it," Feng Hao clicked to take a photo, "OK!"
"Can you sleep now?"
"No," Feng Hao handed him the phone, "Give me a standard one to use as an ID."
His words suddenly cheered her up: "ID photo? Hao, you do look a little different now than before!"
"Why is it different?" Feng Hao squatted slightly, matching the angle of her holding the phone.
Xia Yucheng looked at the man in the camera and said distressedly: "Actually, there is no difference. Whatever you look like, you are still my man. There is no difference."
As she spoke, she took a photo of him.
In the past, this man was pampered, but now his hair has grown longer, he has a stubble beard, and he looks more decadent.
Feng Hao silently took the phone over and took out the laptop from the black travel bag.
He turned on his computer, connected to the Internet, and downloaded a photo editing software. After the pictures on his mobile phone were transferred to the computer through a data cable connection, he began to edit the pictures very seriously.
After a while, Feng Hao looked at the time and saw that it was past six in the afternoon, so he said softly: "Chengcheng, you can rest for a while, and we will go eat later."
Maybe she was really too tired, so Xia Yucheng didn't even answer his words. When he turned around, the woman lying on the bed had obviously fallen asleep.
He raised his eyebrows, took a deep breath, and after editing the picture into a professional ID photo, he sent it to an email address.
Soon, there was a reply from there.
After agreeing on the price and delivery time and location, he closed the computer and pinched his eyebrows with his hands. He was not a tough guy and would feel tired.
He never thought that one day the escape lessons would be put into practice by himself.
But, fortunately, everything seems to be going well so far. He has no other expectations, he only hopes that he can successfully take Xia Yucheng out of Spain.
After getting up and walking to the door, Feng Hao tried the door lock again, then went over and carefully removed Xia Yucheng's shoes, and then lay down next to her.
He turned his head to look at the woman beside him, stretched out his hand to lift the hair hanging in front of her forehead, and gently hugged her into his arms.
She seemed to feel his presence, and she leaned towards him in a daze, her arms wrapped around his waist, and one of her legs was bent and resting on his lap.
Feng Hao looked at her reddish cheeks and curled eyelashes, and a conniving smile appeared in her eyes.