The host of fast travel, she always wants to be lazy

Chapter 169 You Are Not Cinderella (39)

Qiao Rong felt that the matter was more serious than she imagined.

In fact, he didn't believe what she had said before.

She fell silent.

Seeing her slightly disappointed look, Xi Ruier's eyes darkened.

He leaned forward slightly, kissed her forehead gently, and then gradually moved down, kissing the corners of her eyes and cheeks inch by inch, seemingly with some comforting meaning.

In the end, his lips rubbed against the corners of her soft lips affectionately and restrainedly, but he didn't dare to move any further in the middle.

After the kiss, he touched her fluffy hair and said softly, "Sister must be hungry. I'll go buy some food for her, okay?"

Qiao Rong pursed her lips and looked at him, then nodded.

The corners of Xi Ruier's lips curled up, and she said with a smile: "Then sister will wait for me here~"

Qiao Rong was silent for a moment, then nodded helplessly again.

The smile on Xi Ruier's lips deepened, and he leaned over again, quickly kissed her side face, and praised: "Sister is so good."

Then he got up and left the cabin.

Qiao Rong looked at the closed wooden door, was quiet for a moment, and sighed softly.

At this moment, Qiuqiu ran out tremblingly again: [Host, are you not angry? 】

Qiao Rong fingered the leaves on the vine, shook his head: "Fortunately, since he feels more at ease this way, then so be it.

Qiuqiu was silent for a second, then asked in confusion: 【Then aren't you afraid? 】

Qiao Rong was a little surprised: "Why are you afraid?"

Qiuqiu said with a trembling voice: [He looks very wrong...]

Not only is something wrong, it is simply neurotic.

Acting coquettishly and threatening for a while, like schizophrenia, who can stand it.

However, Qiao Rong just hesitated for a moment, then shook his head again, and said firmly, "But he won't hurt me."

Qiuqiu heard the words and fell silent.

Indeed, no matter what life the young master is in, when he gets mad, he will only hurt himself fiercely, but he is never willing to touch the host.

After more than half an hour of relative silence, one person and one ball, Cyril came back.

When he entered the door, he not only carried a lot of food in his hand, but also a piece of red cloth hanging from the crook of his arm.

Qiao Rong looked at the thing curiously, and saw Xi Ruier unfold it calmly and spread it flat on the bed.

So Qiao Rong saw it clearly.

Then she fell silent.

This is the red dress that Qiao Rong gave to Rila back then.

Cyril looked at her complicated expression and smiled slightly.

"Sister, do you still remember it?"

Qiao Rong didn't know what expression to make, so she just nodded silently.

There was a look of nostalgia in Xi Ruier's eyes, and she sighed softly: "When my sister gave it to me, I was really happy...but now..."

His tone suddenly lost again: "...Now, I can't wear it anymore..."

Qiao Rong pursed her lips and comforted him earnestly: "It's okay, I can give you a new one."

Xi Ruier smiled softly, reached out to caress her pink cheeks, and said softly: "But sister, I want to see you wear it even more."

Qiao Rong was stunned.

He glanced at the clothes on her body slightly, his eyes were dark, but his voice was soft and sweet, and he said coquettishly: "I don't want to see you wearing the clothes he gave... Sister, can you change it?"

(End of this chapter)