Come to Douluo, you're not a scumbag

After a peaceful life for several days, Mu Chen is reluctant to live every day.

Habitually stay in bed in the morning, practice meditation in the afternoon, flirt with Tang Yuehua in the evening.

Having a comfortable life, Tang Yuehua was like a big sister who likes to be shy and elegant in front of Tang Muchen.

In the past two days, Tang Yuehua also arranged a certificate for Tang Muchen to attend classes at the Soul Master Academy.

But it was still early, Mu Chen just continued to practice and waited for the school day to come.

In fact, Mu Chen refused. He didn't expect that he would still have to study when he crossed the Douluo Continent, but when he thought of the mighty strength and the beautiful girl, he got upset again.

Aoli give it.

Every day Mu Chen must cheer for herself, the slogan is.

To save the women who stumbled in Douluo mainland.

However, Ning Rongrong Muchen has never seen him again. It is estimated that he is practicing well in the sect. After all, his innate soul power is at level 9. If he strives to break through the tenth level, he can hunt down soul beasts to obtain the spirit ring and get the first one. Soul skills, and Mu Chen wanted to come and she had a dedicated person in the sect to teach, and she didn't have to go to the Junior Soul Master Academy.

It seems that the contact time between myself and Ning Rongrong is still too short.

But I do miss the arrogant little girl who can be shy.

The temperament of the little witch from the future still looks cute. She has fair skin, smart eyes, slender and pink legs, and her hair is faintly sparkling, exuding the vitality of a beautiful girl.

Thinking of Ning Rongrong, Mu Chen recalled her voice and smile.

Can't help smiling.

Laozi is not a lolicon.

——————————————————- I am the dividing line of Ha Mapi.

On this day, the wind was sunny, the breeze was not dry, and the sun was just right.

As always, Mu Chen was still sleeping late.

It's a bad habit to have a small butt sticking high.

However, Tang Yuehua likes to see this kid like this. He talks about things every day, doing things that don't meet his age, and occasionally being cute is not bad.

Tang Muchen usually sleeps until the sun's third watch, but, do you think it will be the same today?

Of course not. Uninvited guests arrived today.

"Hmm~"

Tang Muchen fiddled with the hair on his face unconsciously.

Itchy, crispy.

"Who."

In the end the hair entered the nostrils.Also mischievous.

Tigers don't show off, you think I am HELLO KITTY.

Tang Muchen didn't know which girl was like this, Tang Muchen didn't think too much, but with his feeling, he climbed up with one hand, grabbed the wrist, and suddenly closed and grabbed.

Only heard an exclamation.

"Ah, rogue."

Immediately afterwards, the embroidered pillow smashed over, and suffocated the head with the quilt and beaten hard.

"Ah, it hurts me so much, no, the flax is falling."

———————————————— Ride on my beloved motorcycle and never look back~

The third floor of Yuexuan is where Tang Yuehua receives guests, with a study room inside.

Tang Yuehua pursed her thin lips, took a sip of fragrant tea, trimmed her legs, dressed in silver palace clothes, and smiled freely.

"This stinky boy is still lying in bed. It seems that it is difficult for her to ask Rong Rong to call."

Opposite a handsome middle-aged man smiled slightly and said: "Haha, Lord Xuan's brother is also a lover, oh, they are here."

The person behind had messy hair, dressed in a decent gown, and had red marks on his face for some reason.

Ning Rongrong walked fast in front, her pretty face flushed with a suspicious blush.

The two stood behind their parents, silently standing there without saying a word.

Tang Muchen was a little embarrassed. He bullied Ning Rongrong just now. The handsome guy in front of him was her father Ning Fengzhi, right?

There is also Tang Yuehua's pretty face that is not smiling.

Oh my god.

This is too sad.

Little fart child has hairy touch.

This time I lost a lot.

Tang Yuehua looked at the expressions of these two people and guessed what happened.

But a sorrow and sorrow rushed up in my heart, and I felt this way every time after meeting Ning Rongrong.

"What's wrong with me."

Tang Yuehua had some doubts.

Ning Fengzhi spoke first: "Hello, Mu Chen, I am Rongrong's father, Ning Fengzhi. I heard Rong Rong mentioned you before, so I happen to have something to do with Lord Xuan recently."

Ning Rongrong suddenly refused to follow him, and said with an anguish: "Dad, what did you say, where did I mention him."

"Haha, yes, it's me. I'm the only one who has something to do with Lord Yuexuan. You came here as a little follower."

"Then what, Sect Master Ning, I am Tang Muchen, I am glad to meet you."

Ning Fengzhi waved his hand and said, "Don't be so restrained, just call me Uncle Ning."

"By the way, Lord Xuan, besides what I just said, can I ask you one more thing this time?" Ning Fengzhi paused and said, "Where's the little girl Rongrong, I want to enter Heaven Dou City Spirit Master Junior The college, Mu Chen just happened to be going too. We, Rongrong, are an auxiliary soul master. I hope that Mu Chen will take care of it. What do you think."

The last sentence asked Mu Chen.

Of course, Mu Chen nodded in agreement, but secretly said in his heart that who would dare to provoke Ning Rongrong, she is now a little bit like a devil, and it hurts to make fun of people like this."

But after agreeing, Mu Chen felt something, a man's instinct.

Tang Yuehua was a little unhappy, but Ning Rongrong was the opposite.

"Haha, that's fine, then, Lord Yuexuan, I'm leaving first. I hope you will send a letter to Xiaotian Douluo as soon as possible, please."

Tang Yuehua nodded.

Ning Rongrong hid behind Ning Fengzhi and made a grimace: "You fellow, wait, I want you to call my sister in school, and I will beat you."

Ning Fengzhi covered it with a big hand: "How can you say goodbye, don't hurry up."

The siblings brought the father and daughter to the door.,

When she saw the two get in the car, Yuehua turned her head, ignored Tang Muchen, and left by herself.

In the study room on the third floor, Tang Muchen pressed to Yuehua and shouted, "Sister Yuehua, what's wrong with you."

"Angry."

"I do not have."

Yuehua was angry. In fact, she didn't know what was going on, she just didn't care about Tang Muchen.

Tang Muchen judged with the instinct of a scumbag that this was not what he wanted Tang Yuehua to love him very much. These things have not happened yet. It should be that Tang Yuehua feels that he is empty in his heart. The younger brother who has raised so long is flirting with others. Scolding Qiao is naturally a bit uncomfortable, plus I usually tease her a bit, so I definitely don't like it anymore.

But there are solutions.

Tang Muchen deliberately said, "Oh, I was jealous, sister Yuehua, I was jealous of Rongrong."

"What are you talking about, you little boy, why am I jealous?"

Yuehua blushed a little.

This topic should not go on.

Tang Muchen changed his strategy, pretending to be a little adult, holding Tang Yuehua's hand, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Sister Yuehua, you are the one I want to marry. Others can't take me away."

For a time, even Tang Yuehua was fascinated by the big winds and waves. The lethality of these words was great.

"Okay, I know, I just don't get angry." Yuehua said softly.