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

Chapter 153 You Are Not Cinderella (23)

Hearing this, Qiao Rong tilted her head slightly and looked to the left.

In the darkness, a white spot of light suddenly appeared, and gradually scattered white fluorescence.

Like a firefly, it floated towards Qiao Rong, happily surrounding her.

Qiao Rong widened his eyes.

She stood up from the bed and walked towards the brightest spot of light.

When I walked in, I discovered that it was a small luminous daisy, lying quietly in the palm of Ruila's hand.

Qiao Rong couldn't help but reach out and touch it. The light instantly enveloped her fingers, rubbing them intimately.

Qiao Rong was a little surprised: "It's amazing..."

Rila said with a smiling voice: "Does sister like my gift?"

Qiao Rong nodded hurriedly: "I like it, I like it very much."

Rilla paused for a second, then seemed a little shy and said, "As long as my sister likes it..."

She turned the light back on.

After the room lit up, Qiao Rong looked at the little daisy in her hand again and found that it had turned into a dried flower, like a specimen.

Qiao Rong was a little surprised: "Is this magic?"

Ruila paused, looked at her, and asked, "Why does sister think it's magic?"

Qiao Rong frowned: "Because I can't think of any other explanation."

Besides, she remembered that there was magic in the Cinderella story.

Magic transformed Cinderella, turning her into a princess.

Rila smiled slightly: "If it's magic, isn't sister afraid?"

Qiao Rong was a little surprised when he heard this: "Why are you afraid? Magic is very good!"

Just like the fairy art in her world, it has magical power.

Rilla was stunned for a moment, then remained silent, with complex emotions in her eyes.

Qiao Rong didn't pay attention, but kept staring at the dried flower curiously.

Rilla paused, took Qiao Rong's hand, put the dried flower into her hand, and then explained: "It's not magic, just spread a special material on the petals of the little daisy, so that it can sense It shrinks when it’s bright and blooms when it’s dark. These glowing spots are also caused by this special material.”

Qiao Rong was stunned for a while, but didn't quite understand.

Rila looked at her blankly, bent her lips, and showed a soft smile: "Sister, you can just use it as a bookmark, usually put it in the book you like to read, and don't need to save it specially."

Qiao Rong nodded: "Okay, but I will definitely take good care of it."

Rila looked at her serious eyes, suddenly lowered her long eyelashes, pursed the corners of her lips, and said shyly, "...Sister, can I kiss you?"

Qiao Rong blinked and said with a smile, "Of course!"

Ruila curled her waist-length blond hair with her fingers, her eyes wandered left and right, and she hesitated slightly: "...Sister, don't move, I'm coming."

Qiao Rong stood there obediently and waited for her.

Rila gradually approached her, her soft red lips slightly approached her right cheek, and then, after a pause, she pressed them gently.

One second...two seconds...

She left quickly, took a few steps back, lowered her head, put her hands by her side, grasped the hem of the skirt helplessly, and stood in some embarrassment.

From Qiao Rong's perspective, she could only see her trembling eyelashes and crimson ear tips.

Qiao Rong suddenly felt his heart melt.

Why is my sister so cute?
She couldn't help her aunt's heart, and walked a few steps forward. Rila blinked, raised her eyes quickly to look at her, then lowered her eyes, avoiding her gaze, as if she was afraid of her blame.

Qiao Rong pursed her lips and smiled, and raised her hand to pinch her soft cheek.

Rilla froze immediately, and looked up at her in disbelief.

Qiao Rong squeezed lightly a few times, seeing her dazed expression, she let go of her hand in embarrassment, and coughed: "I'm sorry Rila, you are so cute, I... can't control it."

Hearing this, Ruila's expression gradually became complicated.

"I……"

She opened her mouth slightly, said a word, and then stopped.

After staring at Qiao Rong for a while, he felt a little discouraged, and muttered softly: "Sister wants to pinch, so just pinch. Rila doesn't mind."

Her sensible appearance aroused Qiao Rong's guilt again.

She couldn't help but despise herself.

Why can't I control my overflowing auntie heart?

Rila doesn't think she's a pervert, does she?

Qiao Rong was really worried, so she apologized again: "I'm sorry Rila, I really didn't mean it."

Rila just shook her head slightly, pursed her lips, and smiled softly: "It's okay, I don't mind, sister."

Qiao Rong sighed.

What's going on in this plane?

Why on earth could she be so out of control?
(End of this chapter)