Chapter 273 The juice is boring, meeting the fake prince
"..."
Qian Renjue looked at Ning Rongrong, who was only a few years old, with a strange expression on his face.
Has she always been such a tough talker since she was a child?
Qian Renjue said strangely:
“Do you really understand what fiancée and fiancé are?”
“Why don’t you understand?!”
Ning Rongrong grabbed Qian Renjue's sleeves and tilted her head.
"Dad said that we should stay together and love each other for life, and you are the one who wants to play with me until death."
"Play until death?"
The corners of Qian Renjue's mouth twitched.
“Are you sure that Sect Master Ning really told you this?”
“That’s right.”
Ning Rongrong nodded.
The beautiful brows on her tender face are wrinkled, looking delicate, smart and endearing.
"Dad said that life is from birth to death."
"Oh, yes, that's right."
Qian Renjue smiled sarcastically.
It seems that what I just said was artistically processed by Ning Rongrong.
"Then why are you ignoring me?"
Ning Rongrong was still thinking about the issue mentioned earlier.
His hands were hanging on Qian Renjue's forearms, and he raised his head and stared at him with a puzzled face that was really cute.
“…”
Qian Renjue opened his mouth but stopped talking.
In the end, he had to give in. The age difference was so big that he could only treat her as a child, and said helplessly:
"Then how do you want me to love you?"
Ning Rongrong blinked her bright eyes, with a pure smile on her face.
Raise your right hand and tap your lips lightly with your index finger, as if thinking.
“Well, that’s it~”
This time it was Ning Rongrong’s turn to be silent.
From the time she was born to now, she has lacked everything. She gets wind and rain whenever she wants.
Use the bone dragon as an umbrella and play house with the Seven Kills Sword.
No one needs to give her anything.
Bright eyes swept over the delicacies in front of Qian Renjue, and saw the translucent pink on the corner of the table
Ning Rongrong pursed her lips and swallowed, as if she was greedy.
Dangzhi reached out and pointed, pulled Qian Renjue's sleeve, and said softly: "Brother Shengzi, I want to drink that, you can pour me a glass."
"Huh? ”
Qian Renjue didn’t care about that title.
Looking towards the corner of the table, there is a transparent glass bottle standing there.
There is a bright red liquid inside.
"Okay."
Qian Renjue nodded lightly.
Although children are a bit troublesome, they are also very convenient to coax.
Qian Renjue reached out and took out the glass bottle.
Give it to Ning Rongrong
“Brother Shengzi, my name is Ning Rongrong.”
Ning Rongrong’s eyes narrowed into crescents, and she pretended to be herself. introduce.
Qian Renjue nodded slightly.
“Hee!”
Ning Rongrong smiled and lay on the table, facing her glass cup.
He raised his eyes and looked at Qian Renjue's handsome face.
Curious: "Brother Shengzi, does your seventh spirit ring really need to be a hundred thousand years old?"
"Yes, it is true."
Qian Renjue responded softly.
Looking at the bubbles coming out of Ning Rongrong’s cup, she couldn’t help but frown.
“Brother Shengzi is so awesome!”
Ning Rongrong’s eyes were full of surprise.
Then he excitedly held his glass cup and rolled his tongue across his peach lips.
At this time, Qian Renjue was stained with some liquid from the mouth of the bottle.
Taste for a moment
A bit of surprise immediately appeared between his eyebrows.
"This is wine?"
"Yes! This is strawberry-flavored fruit wine, sour and sweet, so delicious."
"Usually. Dad didn’t even let Rongrong drink it.”
Ning Rongrong squinted her eyes and held the glass cup, about to bring it to her mouth.
Before it was delivered, it was cut off by a big hand.
"Ah! That's Rongrong's Holy Son, please return it to Rongrong!"
Ning Rongrong raised and opened his hands.
I want to snatch back the glass cup that was held to the sky.
"Little brat, what are you drinking? Just drink some juice."
Qian Ren is definitely not in a good mood.
“Juice is not very exciting!”
Ning Rongrong pursed her lips, frowned, and stared.
Staring directly at Qian Renjue. "..."
Qian Renjue's mouth twitched slightly.
Is the juice even more powerful? No wonder this girl has such a good drinking capacity.
“I can’t drink anyway.”
Qian Renjue took back his hand.
But the glass cup is still floating in the air.
"Ah"
Ning Rongrong raised her hands and held her head, thinking that the fruit wine was going to be poured on her head.
The glass lamp is under the control of Qian Renjue’s mental power.
Floating towards the table.
Finally fell in front of Lingyuan Douluo.
"Sister Lingyuan, drink it."
Qian Renjue looked at Lingyuan who was snickering and rolled his eyes.
"Thank you for the reward, Your Highness."
Lingyuan smiled and took the glass cup into his hand.
“Huh?”
Ning Rongrong watched helplessly as the glass cup was emptied by Ling Yuan.
The little face suddenly wrinkled.
Looking back, he raised his head and stared at Qian Renjue with his bulging cheeks.
"Brother Shengzi, you don't love me, but you still bully me!"
"Don't talk nonsense, I love you, that's why I don't give you a drink."
Qian Renjue put the glass bottle back on the corner of the table.
At this moment.
Scattered, steady footsteps came from outside the hall.
Ning Fengzhi was followed by Jian and Gu, and next to him was a young man in his twenties.
Not very handsome, with a straight nose and a square mouth.
Wearing a clean green cloth robe, very refreshing, her long hair hangs neatly behind her head.
The clothes are very ordinary, but there is a special temperament.
Looks very talkative, chatting and laughing with Ning Fengzhi.
The conversation is calm and approachable.
There was a slight smile in Qian Renjue's eyes. He knew that this prince was played by Qian Renxue.
A few steps.
Xue Qinghe came to the table under the leadership of Ning Fengzhi.
Qian Renjue stood up.
"Haha. I kept the Holy Son waiting for a long time."
Ning Fengzhi's demeanor is still elegant and easy-going, making people comfortable.
"Zongzhu Ning made a serious statement. This time really can't be said to be a long wait."
While speaking, Qian Renjue exchanged glances with Xue Qinghe, but did not get the slightest response.
Xue Qinghe only had doubts in his eyes.
Qian Renjue was slightly startled.
Is it possible that the person in front of me is not Ajie? It shouldn't be, he won't admit his mistake.
"Let me introduce it to you."
Ning Fengzhi glanced at the angry Ning Rongrong, with a calm expression on her face.
Raised his hand and introduced to Qian Renjue:
"Holy Son, the person next to me is Xue Qinghe, the future prince of the empire."
The words fell.
Ning Fengzhi introduced Xue Qinghe again:
“Qinghe, this is His Royal Highness the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace.”
“His Royal Highness the Holy Son, for a long time Hear the name.”
Xue Qinghe stretched out his hand and showed an easy-going smile to Qian Renjue.
Qian Renjue looked at the silk gloves.
I feel at peace.
Stretch out your hand, use a little force, and knead it secretly twice, with a smile on your face.
"Hello. Your Highness the future crown prince."
"Heh"
Xue Qinghe smiled and took back his hand.
There was a bit of annoyance in his eyes as he glared at Qian Renjue.
Her hands hurt from being pinched.
Qian Renjue turned a blind eye.
Who asked Qian Renxue to pretend not to recognize her just now?
Qian Renjue lowered his eyes and watched Ning Rongrong secretly pouring himself wine.
Stretched out his hand and grabbed it again and put it on the table.
“Ah!”
Ning Rongrong looked at her empty little hands.
Clenched his teeth, raised his beautiful eyes, and stared angrily at Qian Renjue standing next to him.
Catch a glimpse of that little movement.
Ning Fengzhi suddenly realized it and then laughed.
It seems that I just misunderstood. Rongrong and Shengzi should get along well.
I wish you all a happy life!
(End of this chapter)