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

Chapter 456 Your Highness, Do You Like Me (51)

Qiao Rong quickly shook his head and explained: "...I just feel a little strange, because they were the ones who brought me dinner before."

Cheng Anlan paused, then glanced slightly at the maid: "You go out first."

The maid helped her up and backed out.

Also closed the door.

Qiao Rong glanced at the tightly closed door, then at Cheng Anlan who was still in the room, and asked in confusion, "General?"

Cheng Anlan walked up to her, paused for a second, then took her hand and led her to the table to sit down.

Then he explained lightly: "From now on, I will be in charge of His Highness's matters in person."

As she said that, she picked up the chopsticks and put a piece of ribs into her bowl.

Qiao Rong: "..."

Qiao Rong blushed slightly and said, "This is not good, General, you can just call Shuangyan back, and you don't have to bother about the rest..."

"Your Highness."

Cheng Anlan interrupted her lightly.

He glanced slightly at the dishes on the table, and suddenly hooked the corners of his lips, pointing out: "Your Highness doesn't like to serve you, do you think that I don't do enough?"

Qiao Rong was stunned.

And Cheng Anlan had already picked up a chopstick dish again, directly skipped the bowl in front of her, handed it to her lips, and then said as if asking for her opinion: "Then, is Your Highness still satisfied with this?"

Qiao Rong: "..."

Qiao Rong stared at him silently without speaking.

Cheng Anlan met her eyes, paused for a moment, then suddenly withdrew his hand.

He put the chopsticks in his hand aside, glanced at her again, and then said with some helplessness: "It seems that His Highness is not in the mood to eat yet, so I can only please His Highness elsewhere."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, picked her up from the stool, and put her on his lap.

Then, restraining her subconscious struggle, she lowered her head, and her thin lips gently covered her soft lips.

Tossing and lingering.

Qiao Rong, who was forced to kiss for no reason: "..."

After the kiss was over, Cheng Anlan looked down at Qiao Rong who was panting in his arms, and said coldly, "So, is Your Highness satisfied?"

"..."

Qiao Rong blushed, glared at him fiercely, and jumped off his lap.

She stomped to the cabinet and took out the few picture books hidden inside.

Then he ran back and threw the drawing books on the table with a bang.

Cheng Anlan looked at the few picture books on the table and paused.

Qiu Rong, on the other hand, had a straight face and said in a serious tone: "General, unless you explain clearly your purpose of sending these drawing books, you are not allowed to get close to me in the future!"

Hearing this, Cheng Anlan raised her eyes slightly and glanced at her.

Although she has a straight face, her slightly raised chin and sparkling eyes all show that she is proud of her little thoughts.

It was as if he was competing with him, and finally got it back.

Cheng Anlan was silent for a while, and then said without changing his expression: "These painting books are just for His Highness to relieve his boredom. If His Highness is not happy, I will order someone to send another batch to His Highness."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Rong blushed instantly.

She took a step forward, opened the top picture book for him to read, and then asked angrily, "Can you use these to amuse me?"

Cheng Anlan glanced at the content on the page, then nodded lightly.

Qiao Rong suddenly became even more angry.

She was about to find the ugly page again and show it to him, but when she lowered her head, she was suddenly stunned.

She paused for a few seconds, then turned a few pages back and forth in the drawing book again, and flipped through the other books, but she couldn't find that page.

Instead, there are just some stick figures for young children.

She looked at those drawing books in disbelief, and after a while, she looked up at him, blushing and complaining: "...Did you change it secretly?"

Cheng Anlan's expression was calm, but his tone was a little confused: "What is your highness talking about?"

Qiao Rong: "..."

Qiao Rong stared at him for a while, then suddenly sat back on her little stool, and without saying a word, began to pick up the cold ribs and gnaw.

That angry look, as if he took the chops as him to vent his anger.

Cheng Anlan looked at her frizzy appearance, but couldn't help but recall in her mind the appearance of her sleeping peacefully when he came to her room in the afternoon.

No matter which appearance it was, it just happened to poke into the softest place in his heart.

He slightly bent his lips.

　Ah, this chapter and the previous chapter are messed up, let's just read it first!I'll change the order of it later!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)