Quick Transmigration: The Scheming Beauty is Seductive and Wild

Chapter 113 She Was Dreaming Too

In the evening, Rong Jing made pan-fried chicken breast, steamed seabass, cucumber salad, and stir-fried shrimps with broccoli. He also threw a few red dates into the rice cooker and stewed them with rice.

The four dishes are a combination of meat and vegetables, nutritious and healthy, enough for two people.

However, before turning off the heat, Rong Jing hesitated for a moment and took out the frozen chicken fillet from the freezer. After thawing, he threw it into the air fryer and fried it.

Listening to the vibration in the machine, Rong Jing comforted himself. Chicken tenders without oil were not considered fried chicken tenders, and it did not violate his principle of dietary balance.

Fantasizing about the girl's happy expression when she ate, the corners of Rongjing's lips raised uncontrollably, and the last bit of entanglement in her heart disappeared.

More than ten minutes later, after Su Luo washed her hands and went to the table, she found a small plate of yellow fried chicken tenders in front of her.

Although the quantity is not large, and there is a layer of oil-absorbing paper on the bottom, it is indeed a genuine fried snack, which is a junk food that is boycotted by the health guru opposite.

Su Luo glanced at him in surprise, and found that after Rong Jing met her gaze, he looked away uncomfortably, and his ears turned slightly red.

She picked up a piece and put it into her mouth. She was instantly conquered by the texture that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. She was about to pick up a second piece when she heard a slight cough from the man and Su Luo chuckled:

"Professor, you've done everything, and you still care about this two-dollar deal?"

The girl's little mouth is full of oil. It is already pink and tender, and it looks even more moist and plump under the light.

Staring at the opening and closing of that place, Rong Jing's eating movements slowed down, and he unconsciously recalled the sweet touches before and after waking up from the dream, so his brain began to think:

Yes, we have done it all, so whether we do it once or twice, the nature is actually the same, right?
The dishes were very good. Su Luo ate two whole bowls of rice and really stuffed herself.

After touching the soft flesh that had grown on her waist in the past few days, Su Luo resignedly turned on the TV, cast her phone on the screen, and found a yoga exercise video to follow.

So, when Rong Jing came out of the room, what he saw was this scene:
On the rose-red yoga mat, the girl was kneeling on it with her legs together, her center of gravity on her back very low.

She put her hands next to her ears and moved forward bit by bit at a slow speed, doing a standard cat stretch.

As the body rose and fell, a charming S-shaped curve slid out from the back to the buttocks. Rong Jing's eyes dimmed and he quickly averted his eyes and entered the kitchen.

He took a cup from the shelf, poured himself some relaxing rose tea, took a sip, and cast his eyes uncontrollably in the direction of the living room.

At this time, Su Luo was doing the arch bridge pose. She was holding her limbs on the ground, her whole body hanging in mid-air, and her lower back was in the shape of an arch bridge. Her flexibility was not like that of ordinary people.

Staring at the exaggerated magnitude, Rong Jing frowned, very worried that she would slip away.

At this time, Su Luo was not relaxed.

She originally only wanted to do some simple and basic movements, but when she saw Rong Jing finally coming out of the room, she decided to seize the opportunity and performed two difficult movements in a row. By now, her arms were already a little exhausted.

Su Luo's breathing was messed up, breaking her static balance, and Su Luo's whole body began to sway.

The man who had been observing secretly felt nervous. He took a few strides over and wrapped his big palm around the woman's waist, lifting her up.

He was already very strong, but when he lifted Su Luo, her limbs had no support. She was shocked and quickly reminded:

"Don't let go, let me go down little by little."

At this time, her body was like a fully stretched bow. If he suddenly let go, her lumbar spine would definitely be broken.

"Okay, you relax, I'll take my time."

Rong Jing put one knee on the ground and slowly walked down with the arm holding her waist, a thin layer of sweat forming on his nervous forehead.

Until he saw her butt fell to the ground and had support, he was about to let go when he found that the slender waist in his palm was not enough to hold.

The heat was transmitted through the cotton shirt, and he could feel the touch clearly.

Rong Jing blushed, let go of his hand in panic, and returned to his bedroom.

The door slammed shut, and he leaned against the door panel and let out a long breath. It took him a while to suppress the heat in his chest.

After washing, he sat on the bedside, planning to read papers and documents for a while, and reached for his notebook.

Staring at the English on the screen, he read for a long time without reading a single line. His mind was filled with the curves of her opening and closing just now.

Unknowingly, he thought of the scene in the dream again, which made Rong Jingjun's face feel hot and he felt like he was about to be cooked.

He pressed his temples and restrained himself. Just as he was about to continue reading the text, a small advertisement suddenly popped up in the lower right corner of the screen.

It was an animated picture. Rong Jing frowned and was about to close the interface when he was suddenly startled.

In a daze, the woman's face turned into Su Luo's face, and he himself became a standing man.

Rong Jing's throat rolled, and he felt that the blood all over his body was boiling. He closed the screen with a snap, went into the bathroom and flushed his face with cold water.

The cold water hit his face, but it failed to calm him down. After a few seconds, he looked up at himself in the mirror.

His eyes were red, his black pupils seemed to be glowing green, and his face was full of dissatisfaction with desire. The expression was so straightforward that it was so shameful.

After turning off the lights, Rong Jing lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. He deliberately placed his cell phone far away in order to control himself from sending messages to Su Luo.

With his eyes closed, his sense of smell became more sensitive. In the darkness, the faint fragrance of gardenia was very similar to the smell of Su Luo.

Thinking of something, Rong Jing opened his eyes suddenly and was too stiff to move. After a long time, he touched under the pillow and took out a small piece of fabric.

That is…

Rong Jing swallowed and stared at the small piece of white, feeling that his breathing was not smooth. He closed his eyes tightly and suppressed the charming thoughts.

No.

You can't break the jar.

If he had done that kind of thing while thinking about Xiaoluo, he would be really not a human being.

Thinking like this, he adjusted his breathing and planned to throw the small object far away. However, his hand seemed to have autonomous consciousness...

……

Half an hour later, Rong Jing stood in front of the sink, with a dark face and uncontrollable guilt.

After carefully cleaning the little thing, he suddenly thought that it couldn't be dried on the balcony, so he decided to use a hair dryer to dry it.

There were no extra sockets in the guest bedroom, so he had no choice but to enter the living room in the dark, not daring to turn on the lights. He adjusted the hair dryer to the smallest setting to make sure it didn't make too much noise.

The warm wind blew around his fingers, blowing the small piece of pure cotton and fanning it. Seeing that it was almost dry, he pulled out the bolt, turned around, and faced Su Luo who was coming downstairs to drink water.

"Professor, what are you bragging about?"

In nervousness, Rong Jing was in a hurry, and the piece of cloth just fell to the ground.

The lights were not turned on in the living room, and only a little light from outside came in. It was dark all around. The thing was small to begin with. Rong Jing lay on the ground and groped for a while, but couldn't find it for a while.

"Professor, why don't you turn on the light?"

With that said, Su Luo was about to leave, but she heard Rong Jing's hoarse voice:

"No, you go to bed quickly." Su Luo had a black question mark on her face, and wanted to ask again, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a small white corner next to the leg of the coffee table, and felt a little familiar.

However, as soon as she moved her feet, she was stopped by the man in a deep voice:
"Go back to your room!"

Why are you so fierce...

Su Luo pursed her lips, turned around and went upstairs.

It wasn't until the girl's footsteps disappeared at the end of the stairs that Rong Jing turned on the light and picked up the small thing next to the leg of the coffee table, but he didn't feel relieved.

Just now, she did look in this direction, but the room was dark, so she probably... didn't see it, right?
Rong Jing frowned. After returning to the room, he tossed and turned for a long time and suffered from insomnia all night.

The next morning, Su Luo packed up and went downstairs, only to find that for the first time, Rong Jing didn't go for a morning jog.

The man, with two dark circles under his eyes, was standing at the dining table setting plates when he heard the sound and turned around sharply.

Sensing his hot gaze on her face, and thinking about how to improve her acting skills next, Su Luo didn't even look at him, and sat down with an indifferent expression.

She picked up the piece of bread but didn't touch the jam he handed her.

Rong Jing had been feeling guilty all night. The slightest disturbance could make him alert, not to mention that Su Luo was uncharacteristically uncharacteristic, so he couldn't help but make up a series of reasoning in his mind.

Xiaoluo usually never sneers at him, but now it only means that she saw him last night, she is angry, she thinks he is a pervert, and his image is completely gone...

Su Luo had no idea that her expression could make the man think of so many things, and she was secretly brewing her emotions.

The next second, the table knife landed on the dinner plate and made a crisp sound. Rong Jing's heart trembled when he heard it.

"Professor, the school said that the dormitory is almost ready, and I should move out,"

paused,
"After all, it might not be convenient to stay at your house all the time."

After saying that, Su Luo fell silent with a complicated expression.

Is it really irreversible...

Rong Jing thought inwardly, but he didn't have the nerve to ask to stay, so he took a hasty bite of food, took his briefcase and got into the car.

However, he waited for a long time, but no one came, only a message from the girl:
[Professor, I won’t take your car to school today. 】

Staring at the line of words, Rong Jing frowned and took a long time before starting the car.

During the physics class, the students noticed that Professor Rong had a worried look on his face, which was gone from his usual unchanging expression.

While Rong Jing was talking about the knowledge he knew by heart, he secretly glanced at Su Luo's every move. Several times, her eyes had clearly collided with his, but she moved away expressionlessly.

However, she didn't hide it well, not to mention that Rongjing paid special attention to her, so it was easy to identify the emotions in her eyes.

She is embarrassed.

After realizing this, Rong Jing's whole body felt bad, and the syllables in his throat seemed to be no longer able to slide out normally.

The whole morning's class passed in a haze, and while Su Luo had other classes in the afternoon, Rong Jing asked for leave and hurried home.

After hesitating for a moment, he sneaked into Su Luo's room on the second floor. After observing it for a long time, he selected a USB flash drive and quietly took it out.

After all, when she moves away, things that are too big will definitely attract her attention when they are gone, but things that are too inconspicuous will not make her care enough to have to come back to get them.

Most people will go back and look for USB flash drives if they lose them.

When the time comes, he will act on his own initiative and have a chance to reconnect.

Rong Jing made a good plan, placed the USB drive properly, and hurried back to school to pick up Su Luo from school.

However, when he stopped at the school gate, he realized that Xiaoluo would probably not let him pick him up or drop him off in the future.

Sure enough, after a while, Su Luo's message came back:
[Professor, my classmates and I still have something to do. You should go home first. 】

Recalling Su Luo's evasive look in class, Rong Jing's throat rolled and his shoulders slumped.

In the evening, Rong Jing cooked a table of dishes, but Su Luo didn't come home for a long time. He took out his mobile phone and wanted to call her, but found that he had lost his position.

Time passed by little by little, and when the dishes were cold, Rong Jing began to heat them one by one, and then put them out again when they were hot. He repeated this three or four times, until the dishes had changed their taste, but Su Luo still didn't come back.

Rong Jing dragged his heavy steps back to the house. He lay on the bed but couldn't fall asleep. He deliberately left the bedroom door a crack, keeping his ears open for the movement of the door.

The villa was quiet, and during the torturous waiting, Rong Jing felt extremely uncomfortable.

Finally, around ten o'clock, the door was pushed open, and Rong Jing sat up suddenly, but did not get out of bed.

He heard the sound of Su Luo entering the kitchen to pour water. He seemed to have taken a few bites of the food on the table and then went upstairs.

After thinking about it, Rong Jing still had some hope. If Xiaoluo took the initiative to apologize, Xiaoluo might be so kind and might forgive him.

So, he lingered at the door of the bedroom on the second floor for a long time, thinking about what to say in his mind, raising and lowering his arms.

After a while, Rong Jing finally summoned up the courage. Just as he was about to knock on it, the door handle inside started to turn.

Rong Jing's heart skipped a beat, and when he reacted, he was already hiding in a dark corner.

The door was slowly pushed open, Rong Jing held his breath and remained motionless.

Since he has already hidden himself, if he suddenly jumps out at this time, he will certainly scare Xiaoluo, and may even cause the other party to misunderstand him even more, thinking that he is a peeping tom. That is really unclear.

In the dimness, Su Luo was wearing a white nightgown. She had obviously finished washing up. She looked anxious and uncertain as she went downstairs.

Rong Jing's heart moved. Could it be that Xiaoluo was going downstairs to look for him?

Unknowingly, he followed her and watched her go downstairs. Why did she still... go out of the door?
Rong Jing frowned, picked up Su Luo's coat from the sofa and chased her out. After hesitating, he still didn't say anything to stop her.

Under the moonlight, Su Luo stepped on the fallen leaves wearing slippers. She seemed to be immersed in her own world and did not notice the footsteps behind her.

Rong Jing watched her go down the steps and into the garden until she reached a big tree and stood still.

Su Luo tilted her head in the direction of someone. The streetlight shone on her smooth little face, making it easy for people to see clearly the tangle on her face.

What was she doing here alone at night?
After waiting for a few seconds, he saw that she was still in a daze. Rong Jing was hesitating whether to go forward and ask, when he saw that she suddenly moved.

Su Luo touched the big tree in front of her, slowly squatted down, and began to dig up the soil bit by bit with her fingers.

After the autumn rain, the soil is moist.She dug bit by bit with great patience. After a while, she dug out a chain-shaped silver product. Standing far away, Rong Jing couldn't see clearly what it was.

Su Luo blew away the dust on the chain and raised it toward the street light.

The next second, Rong Jing's eyes widened in horror.

Actually, is it that anklet?

Xiaoluo, she...she had a dream too? ? ?

　Hehe, have you guys guessed what will happen next?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)