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

Chapter 19 Come here, I will teach you (19)

During dinner, Qiu Rong was still a little confused.

Why all of a sudden... the relationship with the young master has become like a fairy couple?
Qiao Rong lightly poked the rice in the bowl, slightly tangled.

After the calamity is over, if the young master remembers this memory, will he feel ashamed and angry?

Qiao Rong once met the young master of the Fox Immortal Clan.

At that time, her cultivation had reached a bottleneck, and she was about to go out to practice, so she ran to the Fairy Lord's wife to resign.

Just when he arrived in front of the Immortal Master's wife's palace, the gate opened, and a slender figure with outstanding immortality slowly walked out from inside.

He was wearing a white robe with elegant blue patterns embroidered on the sleeves, and the hem of the clothes swayed gently with the breeze.

His long crow-black hair was only tied behind his ears with a hosta, and the rest were hanging by his ears, slightly blocking his delicate jawline.

Qiao Rong looked at him in astonishment.

Seemingly aware of Qiao Rong's intense gaze, he suddenly turned his head slightly, and those long and narrow amber eyes looked over, and there seemed to be a gleam in the eyes, which made people palpitate for a moment.

However, he just glanced at her indifferently and left indifferently.

Later, Qiao Rong practiced outside and hadn't been back for hundreds of years. He just occasionally recalled the young master's indifferent and noble Kaolin flower posture, and couldn't help respecting him from the bottom of his heart.

However, if such an unattainable young master knew that he had become a fairy couple with her in the small plane, would he become angry and kill her!

Qiao Rong thought about it, and suddenly felt a little sorry for the Fairy Lady.

Originally, she came to accompany the young master to train as a way of repaying her kindness, but in the end, she turned around and tainted her son.

Qiao Rong wept silently.

Qiao Rong's expression was colorful when suddenly a white porcelain bowl filled with rich fish soup was gently pushed to her eyes by a slender hand.

Qiao Rong was taken aback for a moment, and looked over.

The bony hand seemed to be whiter and more delicate than the porcelain bowl.

Qiao Rong raised his head slightly, and met Song Jiaran's gaze.

Seeing that she finally looked up at him, Song Jiaran slowly released her frowning brows, her eyes were soft: "What are you thinking?"

Qiao Rong shook his head, picked up the spoon, and took a sip of the fish soup.

The rich and delicious taste instantly stimulates the taste buds.

Qiao Rong squinted her eyes in satisfaction, licked her lips, and suddenly remembered something, and confirmed with bright eyes: "Then I really don't have to cook in the future?"

Song Jiaran stared at her slightly moisturized red lips. Hearing this, a smile flashed in his eyes, but he still said calmly, "No need."

After a pause, he added: "You just have to eat with me all the time."

As long as she is with him all the time, he can take care of everything.

Qiao Rong nodded seriously when he heard the words: "Don't worry, I will always be with you."

After all, she was here for him.

Looking at her cute and sweet appearance and focused eyes, Song Jiaran felt a burst of honey-like sweetness suddenly poured into his heart, mixed with a hint of sourness, which made it hard to resist.

After suppressing it for a long time, he finally let out a low, hoarse response from his throat: "...Yeah."

After that night, Qiao Rong found that Song Jiaran seemed to prefer to control her.

When going to school the next day, she wanted to buy a cup of milk tea before entering the school gate, but Song Jiaran calmly stopped her.

"It's not good to drink milk tea in the morning."

He said with a slight frown.

Qiao Rong struggled for a while, and felt that he still had to be obedient, so he obediently gave up.

Song Jiaran patted her little head approvingly, and said in a gentle voice, "I'll buy it for you this afternoon."

Hearing this, Qiao Rong nodded immediately, her eyes sparkling: "Yes!"

After walking for a while, she suddenly remembered that it was early in the morning when she brought him milk tea.

He drank it all by then.

Qiao Rong was suddenly a little strange.

So, when she raised this question, she watched Song Jiaran glance at her indifferently, and then said nothing, but the tips of her ears gradually turned a little red.

She looked at his ears and blinked.

(End of this chapter)