Chapter 235 You can’t bully me
Ye Qiu hugged Zhu Zhuqing, stood there, smiled at Ning Rongrong and said:
"How about it, are you done talking?"
"The chat is over."
Ning Rongrong smiled slightly. Thinking of Ning Fengzhi's instructions just now, his face couldn't help but feel hot. As he stepped forward, his voice was soft: "Fuck you, liar, come with me, I will take you to my room."
Say it.
Ning Rongrong held their hands respectively. He quietly occupied the middle position and led them outside.
Ye Qiu looked at the little witch holding him tightly beside him.
Can't help but laugh.
Ning Fengzhi and three others walked out.
His expression was dull.
Bone Douluo scratched a few white hairs on his head and said uncertainly: "Fengzhi, Rongrong must have listened to your words, right?"
Ning Fengzhi held his forehead and shook his head slightly.
Tired.
"Now I just hope that that bastard can be a human being!"
Sword Douluo crossed his arms.
There was a gleam in his eyes.
"Things are already like this, I would like to find time to try their martial soul fusion skills."
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As the eldest lady of the Qibao Glazed Sect, Ning Rongrong naturally has her own separate residence.
Following her footsteps, she soon arrived at her small single-family courtyard, surrounded by exotic flowers and plants.
There is a large open space at the entrance.
Pavilions, rockeries, flowing water, ponds, swings, flower beds, etc.
The distribution is consistent.
Except for the door wall, the other three sides are houses.
There is also a small Qibao Glazed Pagoda hanging under the eaves, with wind chimes strung underneath, making a clear and crisp sound when the breeze blows.
Ning Rongrong proudly raised her hand and crossed the row of rooms.
"Ye Qiu, Zhu Qing, all the rooms here are empty, you can choose whatever you want."
Ye Qiu said with a smile.
"Zhuqing, you choose. I won't use it."
"..."
Ye Qiu finished speaking.
Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong's faces were a little red. They understood that Ye Qiu was going to turn over the cards, but they did not refute.
"Well, let me clean up first."
Zhu Zhuqing secretly salivated and nodded slightly. I chose a room at random and opened the door to enter.
"Damn liar, you always want to do bad things"
Ning Rongrong gave Ye Qiu a charming look and pulled him towards her boudoir.
Ye Qiu shrugged.
"It's just sleeping, who wants to do bad things?"
"Humph, you must have done something."
Ning Rongrong curled her lips, and her face turned red when she thought of the full numbness when she was pressed by Ye Qiu.
Enter the room.
Ye Qiu looked at Ning Rongrong's boudoir. There were actually fine agarwood trees standing in all four corners of the room.
The layout is not too unusual.
It wasn’t like Shrek’s dormitory, with everything piled up in a mess. He couldn’t help but smile and pinch her cheek:
"It's not bad. I thought it would be as messy as your dormitory in Shrek."
"Talent, I don't know how."
Ning Rongrong's face turned red with embarrassment and she felt a little guilty.
The appearance of this room was obviously different from when she left.
But she wouldn't tell Ye Qiu.
As long as he corrects it in time, Ye Qiu won't be able to discover this small flaw.
When Ning Rongrong was stunned.
Ye Qiu had become accustomed to lying on the pink bed in the room, squinting his eyes slightly, feeling a little comfortable.
After flying in the sky all night, I was still quite sleepy.
Ye Qiu suddenly felt uncomfortable breathing. He lowered his eyes and saw that Ning Rongrong was already lying on him.
Ning Rongrong rubbed it gently, her voice gentle.
"You damn liar, you can't bully me, otherwise, I won't protect you." Ye Qiu turned over, pressed her under him, and pinched her chin frivolously.
"I don't know, what kind of bullying is the eldest lady talking about?"
Ning Rongrong turned her face away, her voice dull.
"Anyway, you can't make me sad, you can't make me sad."
"Well, I'll try my best"
Ye Qiu nodded slightly, looked at the bloody earlobe, became playful, and took the earlobe into his mouth. At the end, some naughtily stuck out their tongues and tasted it lightly.
"Hey, Ye Qiu, you are perfunctory with me."
Ning Rongrong closed her eyes, her delicate body trembled slightly, her snowy neck was covered with red flowers, and her breathing gradually became hot.
Ye Qiu kissed her gently and buried her head in her neck.
His hands never forgot to search and explore Ning Rongrong's clothes.
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A little tenderness.
Not long after, Ye Qiu came out of Ning Rongrong's room and knocked on Zhu Zhuqing's door.
"Ye Qiu."
Zhu Zhuqing had just finished taking a shower.
Her hair was wet, and under her youthful appearance, she was wrapped in a sleeveless black underwear. The leather pants as usual showed off her perfect leg shape.
Ye Qiu's eyes brightened slightly and he put his arms around her.
He rubbed his hands dishonestly on that smooth, strong, and delicate arm.
Zhu Zhuqing closed the door and looked at him strangely.
"Aren't you going to accompany Rongrong?"
"After we finished accompanying her, she said she was a little wet and was taking a shower. It would be better for me not to accompany her."
Ye Qiu chuckled.
Although the mandarin duck bath is indeed very good, at this time, it is better to exercise moderation.
That's fine with him.
The main reason is that Ning Rongrong didn’t open for a long time
Ye Qiu pulled Zhu Zhuqing to sit on his lap, hugged his slim waist, squeezed his big breasts, and said with a smile:
"Why aren't you jealous?"
"You are not here now."
Zhu Zhuqing smiled lightly, leaned against Ye Qiu, hugged his shoulders, and nodded.
His face gradually became hot.
Ye Qiu deeply understands what it means to have a groove in the chest, which makes him want to stop.
at this time.
The two of them were sitting at the table. Zhu Zhuqing was leaning on Ye Qiu's shoulder, quietly watching him write and draw.
Looking at the drawings
Ye Qiu had a confident smirk on his face.
I don’t know if Ning Fengzhi saw this thing and learned that it was the secret of Haotian Douluo’s son, could he resist the temptation and adhere to his concept of the three sects being connected with the same spirit?
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Dusk time.
The martial arts arena of the Qibao Glazed Sect.
Ning Rongrong's charming voice sounded.
"Grandpa Jian, can't you let Rongrong do it?"
"Grandpa, I didn't use my full strength to begin with."
Sword Douluo chuckled, with two yellow, two purple and five black under his feet, and nine soul rings shining.
What he faced.
It was Ye Qiu and Ning Rongrong’s martial soul fusion skill Qiurong.
Ning Rongrong was only wrapped in a black leather jacket, revealing her delicate face.
The black Blue Silver Emperor's tentacles could not get even half a step closer to Sword Douluo.
"Boy, Rongrong, let's fight quickly. Let me see what your strongest attack can do."
Sword Douluo held the Seven Kills Sword and clasped one hand behind his back, standing calmly on the spot.
From the beginning until now, it hasn't even moved.
Every time he faced Qiu Rong's attack, he just held the long sword in his hand and made two empty strokes.
"Okay!"
Ye Qiu let out a low drink.
It just so happened that he hadn't tried his and A-Yin's fifth soul skills, the Blue Silver Overlord Spear, and the Fearful Raid.
Now is a good opportunity to put your best effort into action.
The Eight Spider Spears kept poking at the ground, and Qiu Rong's figure turned into afterimages as he sprinted towards Sword Douluo.
I wish you all a happy life!
(End of chapter)