Douluo's lovelorn can become stronger

Chapter 201 The Punishment of Stealing Eating

"puff!"

At the critical moment when the sword was pointing at the bullseye and about to stab, Qin Jian turned his head fiercely and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

It dyed the ground red and extinguished two fiery hearts.

Qin Jian lay on her with difficulty, holding his hands on the bed, slowly wiping away the few traces of blood spattered on Ning Rongrong's face, then rubbing the blood from the corners of his mouth, and whispered: "Sorry Rongrong, we It can’t be done now…”

Ning Rongrong's tense body relaxed slightly and her eyes shifted, preventing Qin Jian from seeing the relieved look in her eyes.

In fact, she was really nervous just now. After all, it was not like Zhu Zhuqing who ate the whole bag of catnip that time. She will not continue for the time being. Although she has regrets, she can relax...

This mood is probably considered as if you have received a reprieve of death notice when you are ready to die?

She helped Qin Jian lie down beside her, leaned sideways on him, and comforted him: "I'm fine, Brother Jian, don't worry."

Qin Jian looked at her blankly, his face slowly softening.

He gently stroked Ning Rongrong's smooth long hair and said: "Rongrong, you always think about me so much... Don't worry, I will break through the Soul King as soon as possible. According to this rule, we should be fine by then... "

Of course, Ning Rongrong would not admit that she was nervous just now. She just nodded meekly and said, "You don't have to be anxious, it's okay with me..."

The more she said this, the more guilty Qin Jian felt: "I must reach the Soul King as soon as possible!"

Ning Rongrong trembled and suddenly became alert: "Wait a minute, Brother Jian, are you impatient to fall in love with the next girl?"

Sending the proposition just hit Qin Jian on the head.

The answer is definitely wrong. If not, it seems that there is no rush to satisfy Ning Rongrong's wish... How to answer this?

Qin Jian numbed his paws.

"Brother Jian, why don't you speak?"

Ning Rongrong turned over and pressed on her. Her creamy complexion and long silver-gray hair were as distinct as an elf under the moon, making people intoxicated.

"Whoosh..."

But Qin Jian had no intention of appreciating it. He tilted his head decisively, closed his eyes, and started snoring gradually, all at once.

"Hmph, stinky man! Big pig's hooves!"

Ning Rongrong wrinkled her nose innocently and patted Qin Jian's chest gently. When she saw that his snoring was getting louder instead of quieter, she couldn't help but pout.

But her dark eyes rolled, and she slowly moved closer to Qin Jian's ear, saying softly: "Brother Jian...do you remember that you once said you wanted to teach Rongrong how to play the flute? Rongrong heard...that there is another one What a way to brag..."

Sure enough, Qin Jian stiffened the next moment.

Ning Rongrong smiled, but her face was a little rosy: "Brother Jian seems to understand it very well...Does Brother Jian want it?"

Qin Jian suddenly opened his eyes, but instead of being impatient as Ning Rongrong imagined, he frowned and said, "Who did you listen to?"

Ning Rongrong blinked, also a little surprised.

But she soon laughed, drew circles on his chest and said, "Don't worry, Brother Jian, I didn't listen to anyone, I found it myself from the sect library."

"What do you see these for?"

Qin Jian still frowned.

Ning Rongrong pursed her lips and smiled, leaned closer to him and said softly: "Of course it's to make you feel comfortable, Brother Jian..."

At such a young age, these words were said with such charming looks that Qin Jian was stunned for a moment.

"I...I don't need you to be like this..."

Qin Jian turned his head with difficulty to make his thoughts clearer, and then said: "Rongrong, we are equal, I don't need you to wrong yourself like this."

Ning Rongrong tilted her head, and her long silver-gray hair tilted to one side, adding a bit of charm: "Brother Jian, this is what you are thinking about. It is not natural for a husband and wife to do this kind of thing to please each other." It’s just as it should be, how can you say whether you are wronged or not?”

"Between husband and wife..."

Qin Jian's eyes were stunned, and he felt a little more tender towards Ning Rongrong in his heart.

This is his first love, the most special person in his heart...

"Besides, the little book also said that it can beautify and nourish the skin..."

Ning Rongrong slid down slowly...

"hiss…"

Really gasp!

That night was so beautiful that only the young couple knew about it, and it was really not enough for outsiders to know...

The next day, the vacation was over, and it was time for the seven Shrek students to gather again.

On the playground, when Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong walked hand in hand naturally, Ma Hongjun and Oscar's eyes were broken.

"Rongrong! Didn't you sleep with Zhuqing last night? Why did you go to bed with your brother?!"

Xiao Wu put her hands on her hips and took the lead in attacking.

Oscar skillfully took out two melon-shaped sausages, handed one to Ma Hongjun, and started eating.

They loved hearing about Qin Jian Pai Shura Field.

"Don't be so angry early in the morning..."

Ning Rongrong leaned close to Qin Jian, not showing any signs of embarrassment: "I just saw that Tang San was not here, and I was afraid that Brother Jian would be lonely, so I went to keep him company."

Drink some milk for beauty and beauty by the way?

Qin Jian couldn't help but rub her rosy mouth in circles, and immediately made the naturally generous Ning Rongrong blush slightly.

Things that couples do can really bring them closer to each other very quickly.

What happened between them this night was no worse than the night with Zhu Zhuqing...

"Wow, Rongrong, have you forgotten Zhuqing? It seems that she is my brother's real girlfriend!"

Xiao Wu's words reminded Oscar and Ma Hongjun, and several pairs of eyes suddenly gathered over them.

Why is it that Zhu Zhuqing, who should take the leap the most, has not expressed anything yet?This Shura field is not powerful enough. It cannot burn Qin Jian, who has been on the battlefield for a long time.

Seeing that several people were looking over, Zhu Zhuqing's cold face remained expressionless, but he looked at the hands held by Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong.

"I'm coming…"

Ma Hongjun and Oscar raised their fists, their eyes shining: "The roar of the tigress..."

"Humph…"

But Zhu Zhuqing just hummed slightly and turned his head again.

Oscar and Ma Hongjun were greatly disappointed: "This shouldn't be the reaction..."

Even Xiao Wu shook her rabbit ears strangely: "Zhuqing, aren't you your real girlfriend? Why didn't you react at all?"

When Zhu Zhuqing heard the words "real girlfriend" again, his face gradually turned pale...

Xiao Wu, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun looked at each other, and they both noticed something unusual.

"How dare she react?"

At this moment, Ning Rongrong suddenly pointed at Zhu Zhuqing with her hands on her hips and said, "You sneaky cat, a whole bag of catnip, isn't it great?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Zhuqing, who was originally pale, suddenly blushed.

"Stealing it? Catnip? What are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

There were three big question marks on Xiao Wu's two rabbit ears.

On the other hand, Oscar and Ma Hongjun glanced at each other and suddenly burst into laughter. There are only two words left to describe their expressions: wretched.

"There is a punishment for eating secretly!"

Ning Rongrong stepped forward, looked at Zhu Zhuqing, curled her lips and said, "I won't allow you to have any physical contact with Brother Jian during this period, until Brother Jian reaches the level of the 50th Soul King!"