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

Chapter 322 Aurora Says I Miss You (45)

The next morning, when Qiao Rong woke up, she was stunned to see a strange room.

She sat on the bed blankly for a few minutes.

Various scenes from the previous night flooded into my mind.

She paused for a moment, lifted the quilt, and got off the bed.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Lu Shi sitting in the living room.

He sat on the sofa, put his hands in the pockets of his pajamas, leaned back slightly on the backrest, and crossed his long legs.

The curtains in the living room are open, and the bright sunlight shines in through the balcony, making the whole room look warm, and even making him, who is bathed in the sunlight, look very lazy.

He lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the laptop screen on his lap.

Qiao Rong stopped and stood at the door of the room, watching the scene from a distance, feeling that the scene in front of her seemed to overlap with a scene from the small B&B in country R.

At noon that day, she also saw him like this in that cozy little restaurant.

It looks warm and approachable.

It's just that this seems to be just her hallucination.

Qiao Rong suddenly felt a little dazed.

When Lu Shi raised his head when he heard the movement, he saw Qiao Rong standing in a daze at the door.

He paused, took the notebook off his lap, and put it on the coffee table beside him.

Then he got up, stepped forward, stopped in front of her, bent slightly to look at her, and asked softly, "What are you thinking?"

Qiao Rong blinked slowly, came back to his senses, shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

Lu Shi paused, his eyes wandering over her face.

He finally said nothing, straightened up, took her hand and walked towards the living room.

Qiu Rong didn't know what he was going to do, but just followed him step by step until he stopped in front of the sofa, and then sat down as before.

Qiao Rong stood in front of him, a little strange, and was about to ask him if he had anything to say, but the next second, his hand that had been holding her all this time suddenly tugged lightly.

Qiao Rong threw herself on his lap unpreparedly, and was embraced by him precisely.

"..."

Qiao Rong lay on top of him, and before he could sigh that his desire to roll in his arms had finally come true, he suddenly lowered his head, touched her cheek lightly with his thin lips, and rubbed her cheeks slightly to satisfy her took a deep breath.

Qiao Rong paused for a moment, put his hands on him, and tried to distance himself from him a little, but he pulled him back when he just got up a little.

After repeated failures several times, she sat on his lap helplessly and was hugged by him like a doll.

She sighed slightly: "Lu Shi, you haven't taken your medicine yet, have you?"

Lu Shi paused slightly.

Qiao Rong pursed her lips: "Let go of me first, I'll get you the medicine."

Lu Shi was silent for a while, but still did not let go of her.

His chin rested on her shoulder, and the side of his face gently touched her cheek. He rubbed it slightly before saying softly: "Wait, just a moment."

"..."

Listening to his slightly mute but vaguely coquettish voice, Qiu Rong once again felt that the sick Lu Shi was like a child who needed to be coaxed.

This cute contrast made her feel a sense of responsibility to take good care of him.

"Just for a while."

Qiao Rong emphasized it seriously, and after he nodded in agreement, he obediently stayed in his arms and stopped moving.

She turned her attention to the laptop on the coffee table in front of her.

On the screen is an open word document.

(End of this chapter)