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

Chapter 258 Brother is the Zombie King (29)

Qiao Rong has been hiding under the quilt, wondering how long he should neglect Qiao Ran.

She sulked slightly, thinking that she would never wear that T-shirt again.

Rogue thoughts are bad, she must let him correct them.

While silently counting the time, the bathroom door was suddenly opened.

Qiao Rong immediately held her breath, and instantly changed her mind about ignoring people for an hour.

It's still 10 minutes, just give a small lesson.

However, as soon as she had this idea, the quilt on her head was suddenly lifted off.

She was dazed, and raised her head blankly to look at the person standing by the bed.

However, before he could see clearly, he had already bent down and pressed her down, and without any warning, he eagerly sealed her lips.

This time the kiss was fierce and irresistible, without any tenderness at all.

Qiao Rong was forced to raise her head to greet her, tears gradually welled up in her eyes, and the end of her eyes was stained with a blush.

After a few minutes, the cold kiss gradually moved away from her lips, then moved down a little bit along her cheeks, and finally moved down along her neckline, lingering between her necks.

Qiao Rong's eyes were blurred, she didn't understand what happened at all, until the first button of her pajamas was unbuttoned, she suddenly came back to her senses, and called him tremblingly: "Brother?"

Qiao Ran paused, continued to rub her neck for a while, and then slowly raised his head to look at her.

Qiao Rong thought that he was misunderstood by hiding under the quilt, so she explained: "Brother, I didn't ignore you."

However, Qiao Ran just stared at her and suddenly asked, "Rongrong, do you like brother?"

Qiao Rong blinked, and was about to say yes.

But he continued: "It's not the liking for my brother, it's the liking for a man."

She was stunned.

Qiao Ran lowered his eyes slightly, and buttoned the pajamas for her again, and then said lightly: "You are still young, and you will meet more outstanding boys in the future. Maybe they are good-looking, maybe they have a gentle personality... "

Moreover, they all have the same warm body temperature as you.

Qiao Rong looked at his gloomy expression, thought for a while, and asked, "Does brother want me to be with such a boy?"

Qiao Ran didn't answer, but clasped her hand with one hand, intertwined fingers, as tight as glue.

Qiao Rong glanced at that hand, pursed her lips slightly, and said seriously: "Brother, I like you very much. Although I don't know which one I like more, I just want to be with my brother all my life."

Qiao Ran was silent for a while, then said hoarsely, "You will regret it later..."

Qiao Rong frowned slightly and asked doubtfully, "If I regret it, will my brother let me leave?"

Qiao Ran's eyes locked on her face in an instant, and there was a bit of evil hidden in his eyes, and the strength of holding her hand gradually increased.

A dangerous breath surged up in an instant.

Qiao Rong blinked, and said depressedly: "Obviously it's my brother who leaves first every time, and it's also my brother who told me to leave, why is it still my brother who is angry now?"

Qiao Ran froze, and the strength in his hands relaxed slightly.

He looked at her, his eyes changing constantly, and he was silent for a long time before he raised the corners of his lips slightly: "It's my brother's fault. But my brother asked this, I just hope you understand, whether you like it or not, you can only be with her in this life. Brother is together, there is no second choice, understand?"

Upon hearing this, Qiao Rong nodded without any surprise: "Got it."

Then he tugged at the corner of his clothes, yawned, and said in a daze, "Brother, it's getting late, go to sleep, you have to get up early tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for him to answer, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep soon.

Qiao Ran helped her cover the quilt, then sat aside and stared at her quietly, with a soft look in her eyes.

In the quiet room, a warm atmosphere gradually spread.

(End of this chapter)