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

Chapter 378 Immortal Venerable, Hug Me (42)

Qiao Rong followed Ouyang Chuan to a room at the end of the corridor on the third floor.

She glanced at Ouyang Chuan who stepped aside after sending her there, paused for a second, then took a step forward, raised her hand slightly, and knocked on the door lightly.

After the door knocked, there was no movement in the room.

Qiao Rong was a little puzzled, and raised her hand to knock on the door again.

A few seconds later, a hoarse man's voice came from the room: "Go away and leave me alone!"

"..."

Qiu Rong was silent for a while and said softly: "Mr. Yan, I am Qiu Rong."

"..."

The room was silent for a moment, and then there was a crackling sound.

Qiao Rong was startled, and quickly knocked on the door again, worried: "Mr. Yan, are you alright?"

No one answered.

Qiao Rong stared at the heavy door in front of her, pursed her lips, softened her voice, and begged slightly: "... Let me go in and see you, okay?"

"..."

A few minutes later, when Qiao Rong was at a loss what to do, the door lock finally rang softly.

Then, Qiao Rong looked at the door in front of him, and it opened at an extremely slow speed.

As the door gradually opened, Qiao Rong raised her eyes slightly and looked at the person standing behind the door.

Yanmu still wears those elegant gold-rimmed glasses.

He stood behind the door, pale but calm.

He curled his lips gracefully, and said politely, "Miss Qiao, what can I do for you?"

Qiao Rong looked at his drooping long eyelashes, pursed her lips, but said nothing.

Yanmu paused, and after a few seconds, he spoke again: "Miss Qiao..."

The next moment, he stopped speaking abruptly.

He watched Qiao Rong take a sudden step forward, then raised his hand without hesitation, and took off his glasses at once.

As if to take off his gentle camouflage.

"..."

Yan Mu was caught off guard, and subconsciously turned his face to avoid her gaze.

However, Qiao Rong did not stop moving.

She raised her hands again, gently grabbed his collar, pulled him down, and then met his eyes directly.

Yanmu froze instantly.

His mind was blank, he could only stand there rigidly, staring straight into her clear eyes, allowing his emotions to be fully exposed in front of her.

At this moment, Qiao Rong was also stunned.

She stared blankly into his eyes.

The area around his eyes was red, and the darkness in his pupils surged, as if he was constantly suppressing the complicated emotions, but he couldn't hide the pain in them.

It was as if he had just experienced an event that made him collapse.

Yan Mu stared at her for a while, lowered his eyes slightly, reached out and gently brushed off her hands that were grabbing his collar.

He tidied his clothes a little before he calmly said, "What is Miss Qiao doing?"

Qiao Rong watched his movements, but didn't speak.

Yanmu didn't seem to want to wait for her answer.

He took a step back, put his hand on the doorknob, and said with a smile: "If Miss Qiao has nothing important to do, I won't entertain you."

As he spoke, he turned around, intending to close the door.

Qiao Rong paused, a little anxious.

She hurriedly took a step forward, grabbed the hem of his clothes before he closed the door, and blurted out what was in her heart: "Master, are you angry with me?"

(End of this chapter)