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

Chapter 165 You Are Not Cinderella (35)

The door of the banquet hall was closed, isolating all the bustle inside.

But the empty hall outside was silent.

After a while, Ruila walked out of a side door in the corner.

Hiding in the darkness, she glanced at the corner coldly, with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes.

She suddenly spoke to the air: "You go and follow Kara."

A second later, Xibel jumped out from behind her and said worriedly, "Be careful."

Rila didn't answer, but just looked at the pendulum clock not far away.

After Xibel left, she gradually narrowed her eyes, her eyes were deep and dark, her red lips were slightly upturned, evoking a strange arc.

In one hour...it will be twelve o'clock.

Sister, wait a little longer...I'll be here soon.

……

Qiao Rong stayed in the closet, Ben was thinking of a way to escape, but accidentally fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, a long and dull bell sounded from a church in the distance.

One sound, twelve times in a row.

Qiao Rong woke up suddenly, only to realize that it was twelve o'clock before he knew it.

She quickly pushed aside the clothes in front of her, and was about to open the closet door when she suddenly heard footsteps outside.

The footsteps were slow but firm, step by step, as if they wanted to step on people's hearts.

Qiao Rong paused, held his breath slightly, and quietly waited for the people outside to leave.

However, the next second——

The closet door was jerked open.

The bright light in the room immediately scrambled into the closet, it was too strong, causing Qiao Rong to subconsciously close his slightly stinging eyes.

After a while, it slowly opened.

A slender figure in a black robe gradually emerged in front of his eyes, against the light, his head was covered by a wide hood, completely concealing his appearance.

Qiao Rong was startled, staring at this figure closely, with a slight bad premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, the next second, he slowly raised his hand, gently pinched the corner of the hood, and then pulled it back bit by bit, as if in slow motion in a movie, gradually revealing his delicate chin and bright red lips. Straight nose bridge...

Qiao Rong looked at the beautiful face that gradually appeared in front of her eyes, and her eyes widened in shock——

It's Rila.

But not like Rila.

The pair of clear blue eyes that were originally clear in memory are now full of complexity and danger. At this moment, they are like hooks that lock the prey, firmly grasping her sight.

At the corner of his right eye was a small dark red dot, curved like a moon, not obvious, but it added a bit of evil.

Qiao Rong stared at him blankly, a little overwhelmed by the dangerous aura that hit her face.

Even subconsciously want to hide back.

However, before she moved, the person in front of her suddenly squinted her eyes, curled her lips, and her voice was slightly low, with some inexplicable meaning: "... my sister is really good at hiding, I almost found her It's not here yet."

Qiao Rong swallowed her saliva, and hesitated a little: "...Rilla?"

The slender young man in black robe paused, then laughed softly, seeming to be a little happy: "It's me, sister... Of course, you can also call me Xi Ruier."

Qiao Rong was stunned, blinked, and asked in confusion, "What?"

Rila, oh no, he should be called Cyril now.

Cyril took a step forward, slowly leaned over, and approached her, his eyes fixed on her.

Qiao Rong couldn't help but shrink back.

Xi Ruier paused for a moment, his eyes dimmed a little, but the corners of his lips suddenly turned up, forming a nasty smile, and whispered: "Sister... I'm a boy..."

Qiao Rong looked at his face so close and was so shocked by these words that she was completely frozen in place.

Cyril just kept this posture and looked at her leisurely.

After a long time, the girl's stammering voice came from the closet, full of disbelief: "Wha, you, what did you say!? You are, are, a, a, a, a man..."

Xireer smiled and nodded: "Well, I am a boy... Are you happy, sister?"

Qiao Rong shut her mouth suddenly, feeling flustered.

I don't know why, but I have a vague feeling in my heart.

She subconsciously aimed at the gap next to him, wanting to get out and escape from this weird and cramped space.

But just as he took a step forward, he stopped him and hugged her.

Cyril's arms firmly held her slender waist, his red lips pressed against her earlobes, and his voice was soft: "Where do you want to go, sister?"

There was a moist feeling on Qiao Rong's ears, and her back was pressed tightly against his body. She couldn't help but tilt her head slightly to hide, but she saw a piece of black cloth from the corner of her eye. She was shocked to realize that she didn't know when it started. , he has actually grown so much.

It was nearly a head higher than her.

In front of him, she was like a little lamb, powerless to resist.

(End of this chapter)