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

Chapter 383 Immortal Venerable, Hug Me (47)

And what makes her feel the happiest every day is the time to eat dessert.

During the time she lived in Yanmu's house, she received a box of pastries from Qingfeng Pavilion every day.

Most of the time it is osmanthus cake, and occasionally there are some other kinds of pastries.

The one thing in common is that they are all delicious.

Whether it is the sweetness or the texture of the pastry, it seems to be specially made according to her taste.

Qiao Rong likes to eat these pastries very much, and enjoys this time very much.

But gradually, she found that Yan Mu also seemed to like it very much.

Because several times when she was eating, he always sat on the side, staring at her with burning eyes.

After Qiao Rong ate a few times under his strangely scorching gaze, she gradually felt a little uncomfortable.

So once I tentatively asked him if he wanted to try it too.

Although she felt that as the owner of Qingfeng Pavilion, it was impossible for him not to have tasted these pastries.

And he did, as she thought, refuse.

At that time, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, his eyes were soft, and there was a hint of doting.

He gently touched her little head, and said softly: "Just eat it, it was made for you."

Qiao Rong blinked, seeing that he really didn't intend to eat, so he continued to focus on eating pastries in peace.

But this time after eating, Qiao Rong was thinking of wiping her mouth with a wet towel as usual, but Yan Mu suddenly grabbed her wrist and stopped her movement.

She looked at him with some doubts, and before he had time to ask what he was going to do, he suddenly bent down, gently kissed her lips, and then sucked and bit her lips bit by bit, tasting them carefully.

It was as if her lips were also a piece of sweet and delicious pastry.

Qiao Rong's face turned red.

Her curly eyelashes fluttered wildly, and she looked at his expression of serious enjoyment when he kissed her with a flushed face. She felt trembling all over her body, and her hands and feet began to gradually go numb.

In the end, I don't know if I was too ashamed, or I couldn't breathe again.

She fell asleep again in a daze.

After she woke up, Yanmu hugged her and fed her water, while sighing helplessly: "Your lung capacity is too poor, you should exercise a little bit."

Qiao Rong: "..."

Qiao Rong was speechless.

She just felt that she had lost all her face for the rest of her life.

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After a period of time passed peacefully like this, Yanmu really received an invitation from the Writers Association to attend a writers exchange meeting in a neighboring city.

Qiao Rong originally planned to stay at home and wait for him to come back, but Yan Mu paused, then suddenly glanced at Ouyang Chuan who was standing aside reporting the itinerary, and asked, "Are there any delicious and interesting places in City Z?"

Ouyang Chuan was stunned for a moment, and immediately turned on the tablet with the understanding, and began to search for travel guides in Z City.

Qiao Rong blinked and watched the conversation between them, and didn't quite understand why it suddenly turned into a trip when they were talking about a business trip.

However, before she had been confused for long, Ouyang Chuan's voice clearly rang in her ears.

"The most famous dishes in City Z are roast goose in sauce and soup dumplings. It is said that these two special delicacies have been the court dishes of every dynasty in history, and they are the imperial meals of the emperor..."

When Qiao Rong heard this, his eyes immediately lit up.

The food in the palace must be delicious! ! !
She silently imagined the delicacies in her mind, and then swallowed involuntarily.

However, after listening to those, Yanmu just nodded flatly, and then changed the topic back to the meeting.

(End of this chapter)