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

Chapter 17 Come here, I will teach you (17)

Qiao Rong still felt that Song Jiaran's appearance was a bit strange, as if he had instantly turned into a ferocious beast hidden in the darkness staring at his prey, giving off an extremely dangerous feeling.

But Qiuqiu's answer afterwards was that as long as he obediently listened to the young master, there would be no problem, so Qiao Rong felt relieved.

She has always been very good, but occasionally she likes to be lazy.

In the evening at Song Jiaran's house after finishing up lessons, watching him busy in the kitchen, Qiao Rong suddenly thought of his grand cause of learning to cook.

So she pushed open the kitchen door and walked in.

Song Jiaran was cooking fish soup, because once Qiao Rong ate a whole big crucian carp by himself and drank several bowls of fish soup.

That look of contentment is really impressive.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qiao Rong's small nose gently sniffed the fragrance floating in the air, swallowed silently, and then said: "I think the knowledge I learned in tutoring is almost the same..."

Song Jiaran paused for a moment, then turned off the gas stove, turned around, leaned his back against the stove, and stared lightly at Qiao Rong's face.

Indeed, Qiao Rong's learning speed is very fast, and he has learned almost all the knowledge he didn't know before in just a few weeks.

You can even draw inferences when doing questions.

Exams are not a problem at all.

but……

Song Jiaran's eyes dimmed slightly.

He kept her for tutoring, not just to teach her knowledge.

He just wants to watch her all the time, wants to occupy all her spare time, and wants her to only see him in her eyes and heart.

If she took the opportunity to propose to leave...

Song Jiaran gently lowered his long eyelashes to cover up the emotions in his eyes.

While thinking wildly, Qiao Rong's soft voice continued to sound: "...so I think I can start learning how to cook."

"..."

Song Jiaran was stunned.

Qiao Rong touched her little nose and said with some guilt: "I promised before that I will cook for you from now on, but you have been doing it all this time."

After a pause, she patted her small chest: "Don't worry, my learning ability is still good, maybe I can fulfill my promise in a few days!"

After finishing speaking, she raised her head, looked at Song Jiaran's expression, and waited for an answer.

Song Jiaran's eyes fell directly on Qiao Rong's face, with complex emotions in his eyes, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Qiao Rong blinked in confusion.

After waiting for a while, Song Jiaran still didn't respond.

Qiao Rong raised her small hand and shook it slightly in front of his eyes: "Song Jiaran?"

Song Jiaran blinked his eyes extremely slowly, as if he had just realized it, he reached out and grabbed the tender white hand shaking in front of his eyes.

After a long pause, looking at Qiao Rong's slightly confused face, after thinking for a while, he suddenly asked in a low voice: "...Do you still remember, you asked me what I like before?"

"Ok?"

Qiao Rong was surprised and didn't understand why Song Jiaran suddenly mentioned this.

"Remember, you said you didn't like anything."

Qiao Rong answered obediently.

Song Jiaran stared at Qiao Rong with scorching eyes, and continued: "I don't want you to cook anymore, you just need to give me the things I like."

(End of this chapter)