"Can Rongrong still trust Brother Holy Son?"
Ning Rongrong's voice was tearful.
She sniffled, her red eyes reflecting golden hair and purple eyes.
"I always keep my word."
Qian Renxue's face was serious.
"But, but Brother Holy Son promised to see Rongrong, but hasn't come for so long"
Ning Rongrong clutched Qian Renxue's sleeve, her face full of grievance.
"Isn't Brother Holy Son here now?"
Qian Renxue smiled awkwardly; they really hadn't agreed on a time back then.
"..."
Ning Rongrong was stunned, remembering that point.
But it was obvious that Qian Renxue was exploiting a loophole, doing it on purpose.
Tears were about to spill from her red eyes again.
Her little face drooped, even more aggrieved.
"Brother Holy Son, Brother Holy Son, you're too much, deliberately teasing Rongrong!"
"Rongrong, Brother Holy Son really knows he was wrong!"
Seeing that Ning Rongrong was about to cry again, Qian Renxue quickly apologized again.
"Rongrong, don't cry, you won't be pretty if you cry again."
"What do you want to do to forgive Brother Holy Son? You can ask for anything, okay?"
Ning Rongrong bit her pink lips, suppressing the urge to cry.
She looked up at Qian Renxue's handsome face with apology, and sobbed:
"Anything is okay?"
"Of course."
Qian Renxue nodded seriously.
Then reminded:
"But Rongrong can't be too excessive, Brother Holy Son still has things to do."
"Rongrong won't be too excessive!"
Ning Rongrong retorted娇声.
Her face, soaked in tears, was slightly red.
Being spoiled by Sword and Bone Douluo, she was most adept at making requests.
"That would be best, as long as I can do it, Brother Holy Son will satisfy Rongrong."
Qian Renxue smiled and nodded.
Gently brushed away the wet hair on Ning Rongrong's white and tender cheeks.
"Rongrong can think about it carefully."
"Mmm——"
Ning Rongrong pursed her red lips and pondered, looking at Qian Renxue嬌聲:
"Rongrong wants Brother Holy Son to play with me for a whole day!"
As soon as she finished speaking.
Ning Rongrong tentatively asked:
"Is that okay? Brother Holy Son… if not, half a day is fine!"
"Heh."
Qian Renxue couldn't help but smile.
He gently scratched Ning Rongrong's delicate little nose and smiled:
"Of course, I can."
"Brother Holy Son will come to see Rongrong often in the future."
"That's great! Thank you, Brother Holy Son… Ah!"
Ning Rongrong smiled through her tears, opened her arms, and was about to pounce into Qian Renxue's arms.
But her feet suddenly staggered, and she was about to fall to the ground.
"Rongrong, are you okay?"
Qian Renxue caught Ning Rongrong in time and helped her up.
Ning Rongrong said with a sad face:
"Brother Holy Son~ Rongrong's legs are numb from squatting, and I can't move now."
"Haha… It's okay, it's just a small problem."
Qian Renxue couldn't help but smile.
Smiling, he came to Ning Rongrong's side, reached out his arms, and scooped up Ning Rongrong.
"I'll pick you up and we can go play."
"Thank you, Brother Holy Son… Haha~"
Ning Rongrong's grievances came and went quickly.
She happily stretched out her little hands, and cooperated to hug Qian Renxue's neck tightly.
Lying in Qian Renxue's arms, she rubbed her cheek against Qian Renxue's ear.
Ning Rongrong's little face was flushed with excitement.
Qian Renxue held Ning Rongrong horizontally, who had grown a lot compared to last time.
He softly asked:
"Where does Rongrong want to go first?"
"Go over there! Rongrong wants to swing with Brother Holy Son!"
Ning Rongrong pointed and guided, her voice soft.
"Okay."
Qian Renxue nodded slightly, and walked towards the destination with the little girl in his arms.
Ning Rongrong leaned in Qian Renxue's arms.
Smelling the natural and peaceful fragrance, her face was slightly red.
"Brother Holy Son~"
"Hmm?"
Qian Renxue responded as he walked.
Ning Rongrong raised her small face, pursed her red lips, and said seriously.
"Actually, Rongrong doesn't understand nothing."
"Oh? Is that so… For example?"
Qian Renxue had a warm smile on his face, still coaxing Ning Rongrong like a child.
Ning Rongrong puffed out her cheeks, a little unhappy.
She hugged Qian Renxue's neck tightly, and blushing, she leaned close to his fair ear.
"Brother Holy Son, Rongrong knows"
"A fiancée is supposed to accompany her fiancé to bathe and sleep, and Rongrong will give Brother Holy Son children in the future~ Rongrong knows all of this!"
As soon as she finished speaking.
The blush on Ning Rongrong's face quickly spread, looking at the close face.
She slowly pouted her pink lips
Hearing Ning Rongrong's words, Qian Renxue stopped, his face with诧异
Just as he was about to say something, he felt a wet sensation on his face.
*Smack!*
Ning Rongrong kissed Qian Renxue on the face.
"Rongrong, what are you doing?!"
Qian Renxue turned his head and looked down at Ning Rongrong.
Ning Rongrong lowered her head, her face and ears filled with charming艳彩.
She clenched Qian Renxue's clothes tightly.
Her voice嬌软, trembling.
"Brother Holy Son~ Rongrong is your fiancée, you are Rongrong's fiancé."
"It's okay to kiss."
Hearing this.
Qian Renxue's eyes widened, who taught her all this?!
It would have been fine to kiss a couple of times.
But at this age, coupled with this kind of thought, it was really刑得不得了!
What Qian Renxue didn't expect even more was.
The system also came to join in the fun.
[Congratulations to the host for the first successful transmission of great love! (Target: Ning Rongrong)]
[Reward: God-level Forging Stone!]
[God-level Forging Stone]: An extremely rare ore from outside the God Realm, which can be used to forge artifacts. Its greatest function is to combine any two artifacts into one, achieving a power even stronger than a super artifact!
After listening to the system's broadcast.
Qian Renxue completely abandoned the thought of how many years he would be sentenced.
This harvest was worth him being sentenced for a few more years.
Before Qian Renxue could think too much, Qian Renxue noticed a sense of being窥探.
Withdrawing his mind
He looked up in the direction of Ning Fengzhi and the others.
Qian Renxue frowned, and the purple-black mark on his brow shone.
The Evil God's Heart was released, covering the entire training ground.
Ning Rongrong, who was pretending to be an ostrich, curiously looked around and asked puzzled:
"Brother Holy Son, what is this?"
"It's a Soul Tool to prevent us from being窥视."
"What?! Voyeurism…? Is it Dad and them—too much!"
Ning Rongrong was surprised, her face even more火红.
"I, I'll make them look good!"
"Haha…"
Qian Renxue shook his head and smiled, hugging Ning Rongrong a little tighter and walking towards the swing.
————
When Ning Rongrong kissed Qian Renxue.
Bone Douluo stretched out half of his body and widened his eyes.
"Damn! What is Rongrong Princess doing?!"
"This is too anxious!"
Sword Douluo's voice was low, as if hating that iron cannot become steel
Ning Fengzhi couldn't laugh either, his face was even slightly dark.
Ling Yuan was a little bit dumbfounded
It seems that His Highness the Holy Son is still performing steadily.
"Fengzhi, what is that?!"
Sword Douluo looked at the rising triangle, his eyes filled with surprise.
As the thing enlarged and shrouded down
Bone Douluo shouted again: "What's going on? Rongrong and the others are gone?!"
Ning Fengzhi suddenly stood up, his eyes slightly眯
Looking at Ling Yuan, he guessed: "Your Majesty, this should be a Soul Tool, right?"
"..."
I wish you all a happy life!
