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

Chapter 121 President, Let’s Sing Together (46)

After resting for a while, when the staff came to inform that the police were coming, Mo Xue took Qiao Rong's place to answer some questions.

Only then did Qiao Rong feel relieved and prepared to remove her makeup.

However, just as she was sitting in front of the dressing mirror, the door of the dressing room was suddenly pushed open again.

Qiao Rong was stunned, looked at the door through the mirror, and then——

He caught sight of the man standing at the door.

The man's facial features are very delicate, with dark pupils, slightly raised eye ends, a straight nose bridge, and thin lips, but at this moment they have lost their color and are slightly white.

He was wearing a handsome pure white shirt, straight black suit pants, and a valuable and exquisite watch, which showed his good identity and taste.

However, such a person who seemed to be extremely noble and elegant was a little embarrassed at the moment.

His collar was unbuttoned, and his cuffs were rolled up to his forearms. There were many wrinkles on his originally meticulous shirt, and his ink-colored hair was scattered in a mess, covering part of his eyebrows and eyes, but he couldn't hide the scarlet under his eyes. and a flustered look.

Qiao Rong pursed her lips, guessed who it was, and was about to call him.

He immediately rushed over, three steps in parallel, and hugged her directly from behind, his arms kept tightening until he wrapped her whole body in his arms, and he didn't relax.

Duan Yu imprisoned her tightly, but he still didn't feel a sense of security in his heart, his body trembled slightly, his chest heaved up and down, and he was gasping for breath.

Qiao Rong couldn't bear it, so she patted his arm that was hugging her reassuringly, and said softly, "Duan Yu, I'm fine..."

Duan Yu has been silent all the time, just buried his face in her neck, rubbing against her warm skin, trying to feel her existence through this.

Qiu Rong said softly: "I'm really fine. I'm very powerful. Most people are no match for me."

Duan Yu still didn't speak.

Qiao Rong thought for a while, then said happily: "By the way, I haven't told you yet, my eyes can see now! I can see you now!"

Duan Yu paused, slowly raised his head, and looked into the mirror. The red bloodshot eyes had not yet dissipated.

Qiao Rong was also looking at the mirror, met his gaze, and blinked playfully, her eyes were clean and bright.

Duan Yu stared into her eyes closely for a long time, then suddenly he picked her up, swept all the bottles and jars on the dressing table to the ground, and then placed her on the table. Pressing her in front of the mirror, they kissed her directly.

He kept changing the angle, entangled with her to death, not letting go of any corner, with a trace of eagerness and a trace of anxiety.

Those red eyes did not close, they still locked her tightly, for fear that she would disappear as soon as they closed their eyes.

Qiao Rong was kissed by him obediently, and her little hand was still patted on his back comfortingly.

I don't know how much time passed, but Qiao Rong could hardly breathe. He still didn't feel tired and still kissed her deeply.

At this time, the door of the dressing room was suddenly opened, and the visitor seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then there was a surprised cry.

Qiao Rong finally pushed Duan Yu away with all her strength, gasped slightly, and looked towards the door.

Mo Xue blushed and said awkwardly: "Excuse me...you guys go on! Go on!"

Then with a bang, the door was closed again.

Duan Yu didn't pay attention to what was behind him all the time, just grabbed Qiao Rong's hand on his chest, interlocked his fingers, and said in a hoarse voice: "...let's continue."

Qiao Rong hurriedly shook his head to stop him, took his hand and shook it: "I can't breathe... Besides, I'm hungry, can we go eat first?"

Duan Yu paused, leaned over again, kissed the corner of her lips restrainedly, and then replied in a low voice: "...Okay, let's go eat."

Qiao Rong heaved a sigh of relief.

After the two walked out of the dressing room, Assistant Li just walked over from the director's side. When he saw Duan Yu, he nodded and respectfully said, "Boss, I've got it."

Qiao Rong was suddenly curious: "What did you get?"

Duan Yu touched the top of her hair: "It's nothing."

Qiao Rong didn't quite believe it.

But Duan Yu didn't want to tell her, so she stopped asking.

She obediently followed Duan Yu away.

(End of this chapter)