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

Chapter 131 You Are Not Cinderella (1)

"Joy! Joey! Wake up, we're coming!"

Qiao Rong was woken up by someone pushing him.

She opened her eyes and found that she was sitting in a slightly bumpy carriage, and sitting in front of her was a luxurious and elegant woman and a girl in a delicate pink gauze dress.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her wake up, and asked the woman sitting beside her longingly, "Mom, isn't the Earl of Kent's villa as big as a castle?"

The woman slightly supported the gorgeous gauze hat on her head, and smiled gracefully and with a little pride: "Yes, sweetheart. The Earl has already handed over all the management rights of the villa to me, so don't worry, like Just live in like a little princess."

The girl smiled excitedly when she heard this.

Qiao Rong looked at their strange outfits, blinked, and silently touched a small spherical gem on his bracelet.

"Ball, what's going on?"

Qiuqiu: [Host, this is a fairy tale plane. You should have read the fairy tale Cinderella, right? 】

Qiao Rong nodded: "I have seen it."

Qiuqiu: [This is a plane derived from the fairy tale of Cinderella. Your identity is Cinderella's vicious second sister. Sitting in front of you are your mother and sister.Now transfer the memory of the original owner to you~]

Qiao Rong: ...

After accepting the memory, she looked at the chattering young girl and the woman who tried her best to hide her excitement, and fell silent.

Qiuqiu continued: [However, the good news is that there are no additional tasks in this plane!Host, you can do whatever you want~]

Qiao Rong's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Qiuqiu affirmed: [Really, you only need to complete the task of accompanying the young master. 】

Qiao Rong couldn't help but began to fantasize about his leisurely life like a salted fish, and a trace of expectation gradually appeared on his face.

"Hey Joey, you're finally laughing! I didn't look too excited to see you all the way!"

The girl in the pink skirt frowned slightly and said.

Qiao Rong turned his eyes to the girl, pursed his lips and smiled: "I'm sorry, Catherine, for making you worry."

Catherine curled her lips and muttered: "As long as you're fine."

After a pause, she threw herself into Mrs. Temani's arms and said coquettishly: "Mom, can you take me and my sister to the street to buy new clothes in a few days? I heard that the clothes in Wangcheng store are better than ours. too much!"

Mrs. Termany smiled slightly, glanced at the two young girls present, with a look of satisfaction on her brows: "Of course, my daughters must wear the most beautiful and expensive clothes."

Catherine raised her eyebrows and touched her cheek, feeling a little proud.

Qiao Rong looked at them, suddenly curious about her appearance.

She took out a delicate small mirror from the small bag she was carrying, and looked at it.

A girl with a sweet and lovely face was reflected in the mirror, with light chestnut-colored mid-length curly hair tied up with a light blue headband, and only a few strands of hair were left hanging softly on her fair cheeks with a little baby fat On both sides of her, light brown pupils, eyelashes curled up thickly, like two small fans, her lips are bright red, slightly pouty, the corners of her lips are upturned, she looks very beautiful and charming.

Qiao Rong blinked at herself in the mirror, a few light-colored freckles loomed under the eyelids, adding a bit of playfulness and liveliness.

Catherine laughed out loud, and smoothed her long dark brown hair: "Don't worry, Joey, there are few people in this world who are prettier than you."

Qiao Rong put down the mirror, glanced at her, and thought, Cinderella would look better than them all.

Thinking of this, she looked at Mrs. Termany: "Mom, does the Earl of Kent still have a daughter?"

Catherine was surprised.

Mrs. Temani frowned slightly when she heard this, and then smiled at her reassuringly: "Don't worry, sweetheart, that girl is definitely not as beautiful as you. Only you are mother's treasure."

Qiao Rong didn't speak, and turned his gaze to the lush forest outside the car, but he was full of curiosity about the heroine of the fairy tale.

(End of this chapter)