Chapter 278 The icing on the cake, I was thirsty just now
Ning Fengzhi smiled helplessly.
Gently push aside the lotus-white arms and glance around.
I was relieved when I saw no one noticed.
Ning Rongrong frowned and tilted her head.
Asked: "Dad, is it embarrassing to be touched by Rongrong?"
"Of course not."
Ning Fengzhi pinched her bulging cheeks .
"Normally there is no problem, but on this occasion, it is unserious."
"Humph! You just dislike Rongrong."
Ning Rongrong turned away and jumped off the stool.
With one hand on his hip, he stretched out his index finger and gently poked Ning Fengzhi between the eyebrows.
“I’m going to punish Dad for agreeing to Rongrong on one condition!”
“Haha.”
Ning Fengzhi couldn’t help but laugh. He was already used to this and said with a smile:
“Then what does Rongrong want?”
“Rongrong hasn’t thought about it yet, so remember it first and tell dad when you think about it.”
Ning Rongrong crosses He bent his waist, revealing two small dimples on his face.
Weird appearance and full of energy.
“Okay.”
Ning Fengzhi agreed and fiddled with her short pink hair.
"Then Rongrong, let's go play, remember not to mess around."
"Yeah, Rongrong is very well-behaved."
Ning Rongrong said seriously He nodded, as if he had no self-awareness at all.
Ning Fengzhi was dumbfounded.
"Dad, two grandpas, see you later. Rongrong went to play with Brother Shengzi!"
Ning Rongrong waved to Sword Douluo and the others.
Treading small steps, jumping and jumping in the direction of Qian Renjue
Bone Douluo looked at the petite back with some emotion.
The little cotton-padded jacket leaked a little early.
Youyou said: "Swordman, I hope you can give that kid a beating."
"Why don't you do it yourself? Are you afraid?"
Sword Douluo Putting down the wine glass in his hand, Jianmei smiled.
"Joke! Am I afraid of him?"
Bone Douluo's expression changed slightly and became full of hardness.
"If his seventh spirit ring really takes a hundred thousand years, then what about his first six spirit rings?"
Sword Douluo's tone gradually became solemn.
“…”
Bone Douluo frowned.
Sword Douluo continued:
"Don't forget, Qianjia's inherited martial soul has its own talent field."
"If that day comes, I will probably lose."
Bone Douluo fell silent.
He understands Chen Xin’s pride. If he says this, he is probably completely unsure.
At the same level, both soul rings and martial souls are dominant
It is indeed difficult to do.
Not to mention the only Seraphim on the mainland.
“Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu.”
Ning Fengzhi’s glasses sparkled with light.
“Do you think the Wuhun Palace has some way to increase the upper limit of soul ring endurance?”
Sword and Bone Douluo's eyes were filled with surprise.
"Fengzhi, you mean that the configuration of the Holy Son is not an exception?"
"No! The Holy Son must be an exception."
Ning Fengzhi shook his head,
“I believe that even if Wuhundian has some method, it is just the icing on the cake for him.”
“Yes. He is the Soul Saint.”
Bone Douluo looked at Qian Renjue's youth.
For the first time, it feels like his bones are indeed a little old.
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“Brother Qinghe, borrow it!”
Ning Rongrong ran to the position behind Qian Renjue and gently patted Xue Qinghe's shoulder next to him.
"Junior Sister Rongrong? Why are you here."
Xue Qinghe had surprise in his eyes, but he made some room.
Qian Renjue is also a little curious.
“Rongrong is boring.”
Ning Rongrong smiled at Qian Renjue, grabbed his arm, and stepped between the two of them.
He asked directly:
"Senior Brother Qinghe, have you finished talking to His Royal Highness the Holy Son?"
"Huh?"
Xue Qinghe looked at it Eyes wide open, smile and nod.
"We've finished chatting."
"That's good."
Ning Rongrong smiled and glanced around. He grabbed Qian Renjue's arm, stood on tiptoes, and leaned close to his ear.
The red lips parted slightly and the hot air blew out
"Brother Shengzi, how about playing with Rongrong? Rongrong is waiting for you outside."
< br>The soft voice is soft.
Finished.
Ning Rongrong blinked and stared at him eagerly.
Qian Renjue raised his eyes and glanced at Qian Renxue.
Nod slightly.
"Yeah. That's great."
Ning Rongrong nodded happily and patted Xue Qinghe's shoulder again.
"Senior Brother Qinghe, drink less alcohol, don't get addicted."
The words fell.
It flew out the door like a butterfly.
“Ha”
Xue Qinghe held the wine glass in his hand, took a few sips, and said teasingly:
“His Royal Highness the Holy Son’s little wife is quite vindictive. ”
Qian Renjue rolled his eyes.
This lovely wife is so small!
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Half an hour after Ning Rongrong left, Qian Renjue walked out with Ling Yuan.
Walking on the corridor, looking at the guests around.
Looking for Ning Rongrong.
"What about Nizi?"
Qian Renjue looked around, with white light flashing in his eyes.
Lingyuan is behind him, looking left and right.
"Your Highness, it seems to be there!"
"Huh?"
Qian Renjue looked at the door with a strange look on his face.
Take Ling Yuan and walk to the door.
Looking at Ning Rongrong with her back turned to him, she seemed to be enjoying something.
"Ning Rongrong, what are you doing?"
"Huh? Hmm!"
Ning Rongrong's delicate body trembled, and she was a little confused and turned her back. Come here.
There is nothing in my hand.
Looking up at Qian Renjue, with surprise in his eyes, he explained with a smile:
“Brother Shengzi~ Rongrong didn’t do anything.”
“ Really?”
Qian Renjue looked at Ning Rongrong strangely.
The blush on that small and pretty face is very obvious.
“Really, Rongrong just had something to eat.”
Ning Rongrong grabbed Qian Renjue’s sleeve, raised and opened her arms.
“I had a drink.”
Qian Ren was convinced, squatted down, and held Ning Rongrong’s body in his arms.
Then stood up.
"Okay, can you hand over the wine you stole now?"
"Haha. Brother Shengzi is so smart."
"But Rongrong It wasn’t taken secretly, it was taken openly and openly.”
Ning Rongrong slapped Haha forcefully.
Took out the remaining half glass of wine from the soul guide.
Offer with both hands
Looking at Qian Renjue’s expressionless face.
The smile on his face slowly faded.
Baba said aggrievedly: "Brother Shengzi, Rongrong was a little thirsty just now, that's why"
"Thirsty?"
The corners of Qian Renjue's eyes twitched.
Isn’t this how Ning Fengzhi and the others take care of their children? He didn't believe it
Lingyuan Douluo behind him couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
"Forget it, let's do it."
Qian Ren can't supervise her.
Although he is young, he is still a great soul master, so there should be no problem.
“Yeah, thank you, Brother Shengzi.”
Hearing Qian Renjue’s words, Ning Rongrong immediately smiled.
Pass the remaining drink to Qian Renjue’s mouth.
"Brother Shengzi, Rongrong invites you to have a drink."
"Put it away yourself."
Qian Renjue shook his head and hugged Ning Rong Rong, walked towards the door.
Meanwhile
Outside the wide vermilion gate, under the gaze of two stone lions.
Liu Erlong lowered his head and walked inside.
Outside the manor, there was still no figure she was looking for.
I wish you all a happy life!
(End of this chapter)