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

Chapter 145 You Are Not Cinderella (15)

Rila's body froze immediately, her face turned red instantly, and then she grabbed her hand in a panic, her tone was also a little unstable: "Sister... what are you doing?"

Qiao Rong paused slightly, then looked at her, and said in a natural tone, "I want you to try this dress."

After all, I bought it according to her size. Although Rila seemed to have a similar figure to her, what if she bought it too small?
Rilla remained motionless, just holding her hand in silence.

Qiao Rong blinked and suddenly realized.

She took a slight step back, pulled her hand out, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry Rila, I forgot that you are shy and came to take off your clothes without your consent."

Rila's fingers moved slightly, her eyelashes trembled slightly, she pursed her red lips, and then slowly shook her head, with a trace of embarrassment hidden in her tone: "It's okay, sister, I... I can just change it myself."

Seeing her shy look, Qiao Rong took another step back thoughtfully, and comforted her: "Yeah, you can go to the bathroom to change yourself."

Rilla raised her eyes slightly, her gaze skipped over her feet, she paused for a moment, then stood up and looked into Qiao Rong's eyes, her eyes were clear and her smile was soft: "I really don't care, sister, don't blame yourself... I Go change clothes."

Qiao Rong just nodded casually.

Rilla looked at her again before heading to the bathroom.

A few minutes later, the door of the bathroom was gently opened, and Qiao Rong looked up, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

The girl stood nervously at the door of the bathroom. The red dress made her more beautiful and lovely than usual. Her blond hair was slightly messy, her white and tender cheeks were slightly pink, and her red lips were soft. doll.

After not hearing anything for a long time, Rila tugged at the corner of her skirt in embarrassment, then quickly raised her eyes to look at Qiao Rong.

Seeing this, he was slightly stunned.

Qiao Rong's expression was dull, she was completely stunned. She looked at her for a while, then took a slight step forward and praised: "Ruila, you are so cute!"

Rila paused, bit her red lips in embarrassment, her eyes flickered slightly: "...Really?"

Qiao Rong nodded frantically.

Rilla was silent for a while, her twinkling eyes quickly passed over Qiao Rong again, and then slightly moved away, looking at the corner next to her, her voice was expectant and nervous: "...Then, do you like it, sister?"

With starry eyes, Qiao Rong said, "Of course I like it!"

Hearing this, Ruila's face gradually turned into a beautiful crimson color, her thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and she murmured softly: "As long as sister likes it..."

Qiao Rong held back the aunt's smile in her heart, picked her fingers, and asked with some hesitation and expectation: "...Rilla, can I hug you?"

Rila was stunned for a moment, looked at Qiao Rong's clear eyes, pursed her red lips, and said softly, "Yes, sister."

Qiao Rong immediately smiled happily.

She rushed over and hugged Rila like a giant doll, and shook her slightly.

Rila's body was slightly stiff, her expression was a little overwhelmed, and she was a little flustered, and her eyes blinked quickly.

Qiao Rong hugged her for a while before her mood gradually calmed down, and suddenly she said strangely: "Ruila, you don't seem to be as soft as I imagined."

Rila's face froze when she heard this.

But Qiao Rong just sighed and didn't take it to heart.

She let go of Rilla, looked at her somewhat complicated expression, thought she had accidentally hurt her, and quickly comforted her: "I just said it casually...don't take it to heart, in fact, it's not good to be too soft, really of."

Rilla lowered her eyes slightly and hummed lightly.

Qiao Rong looked at the skirt she was wearing again with satisfaction, thought for a while, and said with some uneasiness: "This skirt suits you very well...but you should be careful when you wear it in the future, so that my mother won't see it." .”

If Mrs. Termani knew that she gave the dress to Rilla, she would be even more angry.

Rilla paused, her eyes softened, she bent her lips, and said softly, "I know, sister."

Qiao Rong smiled.

(End of this chapter)