Douluo's broken love can become stronger

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"puff!"

At the critical moment when the sword was pointing to the bullseye and not stab, Qin Jian turned his head fiercely and sprayed out a mouthful of blood.

It dyed the ground red, and also extinguished two fiery hearts.

Qin Jian leaned on her with difficulty, propped his hand on the bed, and slowly wiped away the traces of blood splashed on Ning Rongrong’s face, then rubbed the blood on the corners of his mouth, and whispered: "Sorry Rongrong, we Can’t do it now..."

Ning Rongrong's tight body relaxed slightly, his eyes flowed, preventing Qin Jian from seeing the relief in her eyes.

In fact, she was really nervous just now. After all, unlike Zhu Zhuqing who ate the whole bag of catnip, she will not continue for the time being. Although she has regrets, she also relaxes...

This feeling might be regarded as having received a reprieve notice when he saw his death like home?

She helped Qin Jian to lie down beside her, leaning on his side by herself, but comforted him: "My okay Brother Jian, don't worry."

Qin Jian stared at her blankly, his face gradually softened.

He gently stroked Ning Rongrong's soft long hair and said, "Rong Rong, you always think so for me... Don't worry, I will break through the Soul King as soon as possible. According to this rule, we should be able to... "

Of course, Ning Rongrong would not admit that she was also very nervous just now. She just nodded docilely and said, "You don't need to worry, I'm fine..."

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

Ning Rongrong trembled and suddenly became vigilant: "Wait, Brother Jian, are you eager to fall in love with the next girl?"

The proposition just hit Qin Jian's head like this.

The answer is definitely not right. If it is not, it seems that Ning Rongrong's wish to do that is not in a hurry... how is this answer?

Qin Jian numbed his claws.

"Brother Jian, why are you not talking anymore?"

Ning Rongrong rolled over and pressed it on, the creamy complexion and long silver-gray hair clearly distinguished, just like an elf under the moon intoxicating.

"Huh..."

But Qin Jian didn't want to appreciate it. He decisively tilted his head and closed his eyes, and the snoring gradually sounded, which can be described as one go.

"Huh, smelly man! Big pig's hoof!"

Ning Rongrong wrinkled her nose beautifully and patted Qin Jian's chest lightly. He couldn't help pouting his mouth when he saw that his snoring was not small but louder.

But her pitch-black eyes rolled, she slowly leaned to Qin Jian's ear, and said softly, "Brother Jian...Do you remember that you used to teach Rongrong to play flute? Rong Rong heard...there is another one. What kind of blowing..."

Sure enough, Qin Jian stiffened in the next moment.

Ning Rongrong chuckled, but his small face was also a little ruddy: "Brother Jian seems to understand too...Does Brother Jian want it?"

Qin Jian suddenly opened his eyes, but it was not that Ning Rongrong imagined that he could not wait, but frowned, "Who did you hear?"

Ning Rongrong blinked, also a little surprised.

But she quickly laughed and drew a circle on his chest and said: "Don't worry, Brother Jian, I didn't listen to anyone who said it, I found it from the Zongmen Library."

"What do you see these for?"

Qin Jian still frowned.

Ning Rongrong pursed his lips and leaned close to him and said softly, "Of course it's to make Brother Jian comfortable..."

At a young age, this sentence was so charming that Qin Jian was lost for a moment.

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

Qin Jian turned his head hard 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-grey hair like a waterfall tilted to one side, making it even more charming: "Brother Jian, this is what you want to do. The husband and wife do this kind of thing to please each other. It is justified, so how can there be no wrongs?"

"Between husband and wife..."

Qin Jian's eyes were startled, and he felt more tender for Ning Rongrong in his heart.

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

"Moreover, that little book also says that it can beautify your face..."

Ning Rongrong slipped slowly down...

"hiss…"

Really take a breath!

When the night is charming, only a young couple knows, it is not enough for outsiders...

The next day, the vacation ended, and the seven Shrek students arrived at the gathering time.

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

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

Xiao Wu akimbo, take the lead.

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

They like to hear about Qin Jianpai Xiuluo Field.

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

Ning Rongrong leaned close to Qin Jian, without any embarrassment: "I just watched Tang San's absence. I was afraid that Brother Jian would be alone, so I went to accompany him."

Drink some milk to beautify your face by the way?

Qin Jian couldn't help turning her ruddy little mouth in a circle, and immediately turned the originally generous Ning Rongrong into a blush.

What the husband and wife would do, really quickly shortened the distance in my heart.

What happened to them this night is no worse than that of Zhu Zhuqing...

"Wow, Rongrong, have you forgotten Zhuqing? It seems that she is the real girlfriend of brother!"

Xiao Wu's words reminded Oscar and Ma Hongjun, and suddenly a few eyes converged.

Why didn't Zhu Zhuqing, the one who should jump most, say anything until now?This Shura Field is not powerful enough to burn the battlefield Qin Jian at all.

Seeing that several people came over, Zhu Zhuqing's cold face was still expressionless, but he looked at Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong's arm in arm.

"I'm coming…"

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

"Humph…"

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

Oscar Ma Hongjun was disappointed: "It shouldn't be this reaction..."

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

Zhu Zhuqing heard the four words of real girlfriend again, and his face gradually paled...

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

"How dare she react?"

At this moment, Ning Rongrong suddenly pointed at Zhu Zhuqing with his arms akimbo and said, "You stole cat, a whole bag of catnip, isn't it cool?"

As soon as he said this, Zhu Zhuqing, who was originally pale, suddenly blushed.

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

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

On the contrary, Oscar and Ma Hongjun glanced at each other, and suddenly laughed happily. There were only two words left to describe the expression, wretched.

"There is punishment for stealing food!"

Ning Rongrong stepped forward and looked at Zhu Zhuqing, curling his lips and said, "I will not allow you to have any physical contact with Brother Jian until Brother Jian reaches the level of the 50th Soul King!"