What if I Write the Continuation of Romance as Lily

After a few days, it was finally time to set off.

Qiao Yu followed his parents to the airport and met the other four. Looking at the big and small bags opposite, he couldn't help but stunned, sighing that when there are many women, there will be more luggage.

When the group of people waited for the plane, Qiao Yu was still in a daze. Lin Qing leaned over with concern and asked her what happened. Qiao Yu shook his head and replied.

"I thought at first that my aunt would take out a private jet or something..."

"...Um...I think the aunt should have no money to that point."

Indeed, it was the articles and movies that Qiao Yu had read that limited her thinking. If there was a private jet, she wouldn't know how to react. Fortunately, she was never so rich.

Although Mr. Cong does not have a private jet, it is still possible to give them a first-class cabin.

The first time he received such good treatment, Joe Yu got stuck in the comfortable seat and looked around curiously. Lin Qing sitting next to her casually lifted the handrail between the two of them, leaned over and fastened her seat belt.

"Ah, thank you."

The fragrance of the sudden approach made Qiao Yu froze all over, Lin Qing's hair swept across her nose, Qiao Yu swallowed unconvincingly, and hurriedly leaned back, keeping a safe distance to thank Lin Qing.

Lin Qing smiled at her and backed away, which made Qiao Yu's heart feel empty again. From the seat next door, Cui Ye heard a loud whistle that seemed to be pointed, before Qiao Yu turned his head and cursed. He, he was killed by a eye knife from his mother who was sitting in front of him and turned his head back.

Everyone in the first-class cabin is relaxed, but Qiao Yu is still a little fidgety. Lin Qing, who usually sits in front of her on weekdays, is sitting next to her, she always feels at a loss, as if Lin Qing's fragrance and temperature are coming from the side, making Qiao Yu clearly aware of her existence.

...This is not good, it's just getting on the plane now.

After that, there will be a week to get along with each other day and night, so what can I do if I show my timidity now!

Qiao Yu wrinkled her face in her heart and worked hard to build her own mind and reason, repeating meditation on Changxin? Changxin? If necessary, keep a little distance from Lin Qing... In order not to expose her feelings, this is also true. ? There is no way.

It didn't take long for the plane to start, and Joe Yu's hand on his side suddenly tightened.

It was Lin Qing who touched her and grabbed her hand, and when she saw Qiao Yuwang, she smiled a little distressed at Qiao Yu.

"It's the first time I'm flying in a plane, and I'm a little nervous...Can I hold your hand?"

"...No problem! Of course!"

How can someone be cruel? You can say a word of rejection! Qiao Yu threw her mind and consciousness a few minutes ago out of the sky, and she obliged to squeeze Lin Qing's hand, feeling the other hand's coldness, frowning and warming her with the palm of her hand.

"It's okay, it's coming soon, don't worry?."

Qiao Yu softened her voice to comfort Lin Qing, and when she heard her mumble, she shook her hand back. Lin Qing calmed down at this moment, her black eyes narrowed to look at him, and Qiao Yu's heart jumped, and he didn't dare to look again.

Slanting forward, Cong Zong sneaked back and looked back? The two people’s gazes held the hand of Lin Ma next to him in a way, but they were asked by the other side concerned about what happened. Are you afraid? Cong Zong silently walked away in annoyance. head.

Until the plane took off successfully, Qiao Yu and Lin Qing still did not let go of their hands. Qiao Yu couldn't find the time to let go, Lin Qing didn't mean to let go at all.

Qiao Yu felt that one of her arms was frozen, for fear that her hand might become too strong or sweating would make Lin Qing hate it, but Lin Qing didn't say anything, she didn't know if Lin Qing was still afraid, so she took the responsibility tremblingly. Hold it well.

She inadvertently caught a glimpse of Cong Ye next door who had put on his blindfold and fell asleep, and suddenly stopped getting angry. Why is this guy living so selfishly! There is no awareness of the male protagonist at all, it should be him now obviously—

……Um? Why did you say that? Isn't it Cong Ye and Lin Qing sitting together?

It was in this position when the boarding pass was given to her, but it was only now that Qiao Yu realized with hindsight that she seemed to have taken the position of the male lead again. She didn't realize it before, indicating that she was in a mess. thorough.

Maybe she was selfish? Too heavy, Qiao Yu silently reflected on her heart.

There was no chatter in the plane after take-off, and she and Lin Qing did not talk, but quietly intertwined their fingers.

If Cong Ye was sitting next to Lin Qing, would she hold his hand like this?

Qiao Yu clearly knew how out-of-date her thoughts were at this time, but she couldn't help thinking about it.

Yes, after all, Lin Qing likes him——

Unfamiliar emotions in his chest roar like a hideous monster, wanting to break out of his body, Qiao Yu held his breath and lowered his eyes, and a shadow fell with his long eyelashes.

......Ah, is this achievement jealous?

Above 10,000 feet, the gloomy emotions and unspeakable thoughts were all skipped like flowing clouds.

Since they left at noon for convenience, it was night when they arrived at the destination hotel.

In terms of accommodation, Dad Qiao’s connections came in handy, and he used his friends to secure an entire hot spring hotel.

"This is an annex, originally there are only ten rooms, I think we will have five or six rooms, so I just ask him to pack it. The friendship is not expensive and not expensive."

Although Dad Qiao explained it this way, Qiao Yu looked at the gorgeous and simple interior design around him, and felt that what he said was not expensive was definitely different from what he understood in his heart.

The room arrangement was one room per person except for the Qiao family. Qiao Yu came to his room and felt a little overwhelmed in the unfamiliar environment.

She sat on the bed for a while, and heard the knock on the door. She opened the door and saw Lin Qing standing in front of the door.

"You can go to dinner, let's go."

So Qiao Yu and Lin Qing walked to the hall together, passing by Lin Ma's room on the way. The door just opened at that time, and they walked out of Lin Ma and Cong Ma, who had put on loose clothes.

"……Um?"

Qiao Yu blinked in confusion. She remembered that Mom's room was at the innermost point, which was quite a distance away.

"Hmm, can't I be here."

What happened to Qiao Ming Mingming? Didn't ask, he moved away from the general eyes, and defended himself with a stern face. Mother Lin, who closed the door, couldn't help laughing, and patted her gently and asked why she was so fierce to the child?

Qiao Yu shrugged to be wherever he always wanted to be, and sighed: "Your relationship is really good."

As soon as he said this, he couldn't hold his face fiercely, he immediately calmed down his expression, walked over and put his hand on Joe Yu's shoulder and took her forward, pretending to say: "Yeah. , Is it okay, not particularly good."

"Ha... what's that really nice..."

"That's not something you should think about when you are young."

"...Does a good relationship have anything to do with being young?"

See? Seeing that Qiao Yu was led away by her mother, Lin Qing frowned and planned to rescue Qiao Yu, but she was caught by Lin's mother who was unclear about the situation.

"How about the Qingqing room? Are you still used to it?"

Lin Qing had to give up the idea of ​​following, listening to the conversation between Qiao Yu and Cong's mother floating in front of him, he said absently: "The room is beautiful, it's still used to it..."

"Hmm, look? Lai Qingqing is a very good kid who can adapt, not like your aunt."

"..."

Lin Qing's heart was pulled back by Lin Ma's casual chat. She looked at Ma's back and remembered the scene of the two of them going out together, and blinked thoughtfully.

The dinner was very rich, and even Lin Qing, who had the least appetite, moved a few more chopsticks.

Qiao Yu is okay, since Ye's stomach is round, and when he gets up after a meal, he staggers and walks back on the wall. When Joe Yu opened the door of the room, he squeezed in through the crack of the door and rubbed his stomach while sitting on the sofa next to him.

"...Why? Come to my room."

Qiao Yu walked in with a dumbfounded look. Lin Qing, who was planning to go back to his room, followed the situation silently, and the three of them had settled down in Qiao Yu's room.

"What can I do when I go back to my room right after dinner, too? It's boring-Oh, it's nice to meet you, the bed looks so comfortable? Can I lie down and try it?"

"Of course not. Go back and lie down on your own."

Qiao Yu Tiefen raised his arms selflessly and stood in front of the bed. Her room was probably a double room, and the bed was indeed wide and big. Cong Ye showed a look of disappointment when he heard the words, but he was quickly attracted by other things in her room. He got up from the sofa and walked to the table to pull out a box of playing cards, turning around like finding a treasure. Hold high.

"Play?"

So the three of them played poker together, which was really boring as the first night of traveling abroad.

"What are we going to do tomorrow? Ah? Right three."

"I heard that it seems to be going shopping...Wang Fried."

"Qiao met you sick?!"

Regarding their travel arrangements for this trip, basically they are all free activities.

Parents’ mentality about this trip is not so much to travel, as to relax. That's why Qiao Dad chose this hotel, which is said to be very famous for its hot springs, as if it would take root here a week.

Qiao Yu did not have any comments, she had figured it out, any event that should happen will always happen, there is no need for her to hurriedly push the event, just like poker now, just let it go.

After a few rounds, Cong Ye's loss was terrible, and Qiao Yu looked at him with frowning brows.

"Oh, I knew I should bet something—"

"You're so proud of it! It's all Lin Qing winning, OK!"

In the face of Cong Ye's indignation, Qiao Yu turned his head unmoved, Lin Qing shuffled and chuckled softly, then said, "It's okay, anyway, if I win, she wins."

Cong Ye's wrinkled face relaxed all of a sudden, and his expression of smiling or not was particularly weird, and finally he couldn't help but grinned and barked his big white teeth.

"Oh, your relationship is really good—"

"Don't talk nonsense! It's because we are playing Fighting Landlords, OK!"

This time, Qiao Yu blushed and jumped up, drawing out a pen to draw a cross on Cong Ye's face indiscriminately.

So the subsequent games were upgraded to have punitive measures, and the loser had to be painted on the face by the winner. Lin Qing still wins more and loses less?, and the two of them let her off gently, only playing black hands on each other. Finally, Cong Ye returned to the room with a horrible face. Lin Qing was only painted with a little love and spotted a few moles. After meeting Qiao cleanly good night, he closed the door of her room.

Qiao Yu rubbed the forehead where Cong Ye had written "Lin Qing", thinking annoyed that he really shouldn't be inspired by Cong Ye to draw love on Lin Qing's face.

Finally, she took a lot of effort to wipe her face clean. She lay on the bed after showering in the room and touched her sore forehead. She was always suspicious? Are there any traces left.

Therefore, Qiao Yu couldn't fall asleep as soon as possible, and finally turned over and turned on the bedside lamp and planned to look in the mirror again-after all, this kind of trace was put on the next day? It would be more difficult to wipe it off the next day, but Lin Qing's name, can't it be wiped clean? It's too suggestive.

She was looking worriedly in the mirror when she suddenly heard the door knock gently.

It was already time to fall asleep, and Qiao Yuxin was puzzled, not knowing who was looking for her at this time.

She looked at the Japanese decorations around her, and Qiao Yu, who doesn’t believe in ghosts and gods, was in an unfamiliar environment. She drew her heart, licked her lips nervously and walked to the door. He listened before speaking. A familiar voice came outside.

"Qiao Yu? Are you asleep?"

"No no."

Qiao Yu pulled the door open, saw Lin Qing in pajamas, and couldn't help narrowing his eyes.

...Oops, cute.

Lin Qing's pajamas were fluffy and printed with small animals. This contrast between the usual indifferent image deeply hit Qiao Yu.

She didn't dare to look more?, and asked hurriedly: "What's the matter?"

Lin Qing was rather coy, she seemed to grab her cuff a little nervously, and opened her mouth suddenly.

"...I don't seem to be comfortable here, I can't sleep a bit..."

As she said, she raised her clear eyes to look at Qiao Yu, her whole body looked slender and weak.

"...Can I come and sleep with you?"

Qiao Yu was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling blankly.

Oops, this is really bad? Oops.

She held her hands upright on her chest, not daring to move.

"Um……"

There was a soft snort from around, Lin Qing rustled over and turned over, facing her side, Qiao Yu immediately held his breath, and only his eyes moved helplessly all over his body.

Fortunately, Lin Qing seemed to have fallen asleep, and her regular and shallow breathing heard her ears. After listening to it for a while, Qiao Yu relaxed her tight body and felt that she was already numb.

...This is really bad.

Qiao Yu screamed frantically in his heart, wishing to return to an hour ago to face Lin Qing, who had asked to sleep together.

But she is very clear in her heart, even if she is asked to choose again, she will definitely end up like this. Please, who can refuse Lin Qing's request?

This is really about digging a hole and burying herself, knocking down her teeth and swallowing blood, who made her have an unspeakable heart towards Lin Qing?

With the realization that there might be no sleep tonight, Qiao Yu silently closed his eyes and tried to count the sheep.

One, two—ah, Lin Qing’s shampoo smells so good, is it really the same as the one in her room?

Can't concentrate at all?.

Qiao Yu turned his head in despair, but couldn't stop the shadowy fragrance from coming over.

She was clearly a one-meter-eight bed, but for some reason she felt that Lin Qing's breath was close at hand, as if she was about to lean on her shoulders closer.

Qiao Yu, who was already on the side of the bed, trembled and felt that she was about to fall when she moved out. She was confused and determined that it was her illusion.

Hey, it must be because her evil thoughts are too deep.

With guilt towards Lin Qing, Qiao spent the first night of the trip nervously.