Qian Renxue took Ning Rongrong and walked out of the Pope's Palace towards the back of the Central Divine Mountain.
Ning Rongrong's pink short hair fluttered, and her face was full of smiles.
She looked up at her fiancé.
Her tender little hand tightly grasped his sleeve, and the warm breeze that blew seemed to carry a sweet fragrance.
Ning Rongrong asked娇滴滴.
"Holy Son, where are we going to play?"
"Of course, we're going to the city. Didn't you want to stroll around Wuhun City?"
Qian Renxue held the girl's hand.
His gaze was towards the hotel at the foot of the mountain where the Heaven Dou Empire people were staying.
After spending time with this little darling in his hand.
He still had to go see Liu Erlong, who had come from afar.
Ning Rongrong frowned slightly, her bright and beautiful eyes turning as she grabbed Qian Renxue's hands.
"Hmm?"
Qian Renxue stopped and turned to look at Ning Rongrong, his eyes showing curiosity.
"Rongrong, what's wrong?"
"Holy Son... Rongrong doesn't want to play down there."
Ning Rongrong's pink lips trembled like flower petals.
Her beautiful eyes were fixed on Qian Renxue, and her fair face was flushed, as she said shyly:
"Rongrong wants to go to where the Holy Son lives."
"Oh?"
Qian Renxue was stunned, then smiled and nodded in agreement.
"No problem, I'll take you over to take a look."
"Yeah, yeah!"
Ning Rongrong nodded excitedly.
"Haha... let's go."
Qian Renxue smiled dotingly.
He took Ning Rongrong's little hand, changed direction, and walked towards his own small courtyard.
Ning Rongrong followed Qian Renxue, hopping and skipping.
Looking at his profile, she invited:
"Holy Son, you can also come to Rongrong's room to play next time."
"Rongrong's bed is very soft, and I also have little goldfish!"
"They can dance and spit out colorful bubbles."
"When the time comes, Holy Son can hug Rongrong and lie on the bed together to watch the little goldfish..."
"..."
Ning Rongrong chattered on and on, and as she spoke, her little face turned fiery red.
"Heh."
Qian Renxue put his arm around her fragrant shoulder.
He gently stroked that hot, lychee-flesh-like, tender face.
Smiling, he said:
"If I have the chance, I'll go take a look."
"Mmm~"
Ning Rongrong nodded, hugging Qian Renxue's waist in surprise and shyness.
She squinted her eyes, a sweet smile on her face.
She rubbed against Qian Renxue.
But she felt a little guilty in her heart.
When she goes back this time, she must tidy up her room properly.
She can't just throw her blue and white striped panties around...
The Holy Son will dislike it.
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Not long after.
Qian Renxue brought Ning Rongrong to the front of the courtyard gate.
Just standing at the door, one could smell the fragrance of flowers, and the wind often visited.
The petals swayed in the wind, and some pollen fell silently.
"How beautiful."
Ning Rongrong blinked her eyes, her eyes filled with amazement.
There were actually many flowers in the Holy Son's courtyard that she had never seen before.
"Is it beautiful? You can take some back if you like."
Qian Renxue's gentle gaze fell, and he rubbed her pink hair.
Before Ning Rongrong could answer.
Hu Liena suddenly poked her head out of the kitchen, her face full of joy, and let out a娇呼.
"Senior Brother, you're back! Huh?!"
Hu Liena was stunned.
Looking at the little girl next to Qian Renxue, her eyes were a little surprised.
Ning Rongrong also looked at the woman who had just appeared in front of her.
She immediately became alert.
Like a weaning cub protecting its food, she hugged and clung to Qian Renxue's side.
Qian Renxue looked at Hu Liena, who was a little disheveled.
His eyes were full of strangeness.
"Nana, what are you doing in the kitchen so early? And what did you do to yourself."
"Hehe... I'm preparing a celebratory feast for Senior Brother."
Hu Liena said with a giggle.
She waved the rolling pin in her hand.
More fine flour fell on her hair, face, and clothes.
"Celebratory feast?"
Qian Renxue was dumbfounded.
He took Ning Rongrong towards the kitchen door and stood next to Hu Liena.
He raised his hand and gently patted her hair.
His eyes filled with helplessness.
"It's not something that important, there's no need to have a celebratory feast."
"How can that be~ This is a major event for Senior Brother to become famous!"
Hu Liena bent down and leaned forward.
She held the rolling pin in both hands, put it behind her back, and looked up with a charming face.
Ning Rongrong looked at the intimate appearance of the senior brother and sister.
Her pink lips curled slightly.
"Alright."
Qian Renxue reluctantly agreed and softly instructed.
"Just make some of your usual specialties, too much won't be finished."
"Yeah, just make the portions smaller."
Hu Liena nodded repeatedly.
She didn't completely listen to Qian Renxue's words.
"Holy Son~"
Ning Rongrong leaned against Qian Renxue's side and called out softly.
Hu Liena lowered her eyes to look at Ning Rongrong, her eyes filled with a faint jealousy.
"Senior Brother, she also..."
"I'm the Holy Son's fiancée, the eldest lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!"
Before Hu Liena could finish speaking.
Ning Rongrong gave a crisp and clear self-introduction.
The vigilance in her eyes was obvious.
"..."
Hu Liena was stunned, looking at the little girl in front of her in surprise.
So fierce?!
Her body is flat, but she speaks so arrogantly.
She just wanted to ask if Ning Rongrong was also dining here.
"Rongrong?"
Qian Renxue smiled awkwardly.
Could it be that he was about to taste the bitterness of Shura Field?!
Hu Liena was only stunned for a moment, then a teasing smile appeared on her face.
She's just a little girl.
When she was this age, she was already using those soul skills to seduce Senior Brother.
Completely ineffective.
It wasn't until she started to gain weight and have breasts that Senior Brother's mind was slightly swayed.
Before that.
She always felt.
That her soul skills were all garbage soul skills.
After all, in her heart.
A soul skill that can't fascinate Senior Brother is not a good soul skill.
But it wasn't until she started to develop and had enough capital that she understood.
It's not that her soul skills are useless, but that she's not soft enough.
Not enough meat!
With this little girl in front of her, what else does she have besides her superior background?!
Why should she fight with her?
"I know your identity, Miss Rongrong~"
Under Qian Renxue's gaze.
Hu Liena smiled charmingly and bent down, reaching out her hand still stained with flour.
She gently captured Ning Rongrong's face and pinched it.
"Oying~ Holy Son"
Ning Rongrong turned her face away in disgust.
Qian Renxue chuckled, touching Ning Rongrong's hair and reminding her:
"Nana, stop teasing her."
"Just saying hello."
Hu Liena supported her knee with one hand, pointed at herself with the rolling pin, and said with a smile:
"Fiancée, Miss Rongrong~ Hello."
"I'm your fiancé's junior sister, a childhood sweetheart who grew up eating Senior Brother's milk."
"You... what nonsense are you talking about?"
Ning Rongrong's wrinkled little face suddenly froze, her eyes lost in thought.
How could the Holy Son have milk to feed others?!
Hu Liena's face was full of teasing smiles.
"I'm not talking nonsense~"
Ning Rongrong pouted and raised her head blankly.
Seeking confirmation, she said: "Holy Son, is she... is what she said true?"
"Uh."
Qian Renxue rolled his eyes at Hu Liena, vaguely saying.
"It's kind of true."
"Ah?!"
Ning Rongrong exclaimed, her raised head stiff in place.
Looking at Qian Renxue's chest, she couldn't figure it out, where did the boy get the milk
Where is the Holy Son's milk stored?!
"Pfft haha~"
Hu Liena couldn't help but laugh when she saw Ning Rongrong's misunderstanding.
Ning Rongrong glared at Hu Liena in shame.
She thought Hu Liena was provoking her, that she and Qian Renxue weren't close enough.
She bit her lip and her face turned red.
Qian Renxue also couldn't help but laugh, and was about to explain.
But Ning Rongrong had already mustered up her courage, raised her eyes to look at Qian Renxue, and said shyly:
"Holy Son, Rongrong also wants to drink your milk~"
"Pfft haha!"
Hu Liena bent over and burst out laughing.
Qian Renxue's mouth twitched.
"What are you laughing at?!"
Ning Rongrong frowned, she felt subconsciously that Qian Renxue wouldn't lie to her.
Otherwise, it wouldn't be like this.
I wish you all a happy life!
