Noticing the gentle gaze.
Ning Rongrong hugged Qian Renxue, looked up to meet his eyes, with timidity in her eyes.
Reluctantly letting go of Qian Renxue, she bent down and saluted.
Sweetly saying:
"Rongrong greets Your Holiness the Pope!"
Bibidong's face showed a hint of amusement.
"Heh."
Qian Renxue smiled and reached out to rub Ning Rongrong's pink hair.
"Rongrong doesn't have to be so formal."
"Oh?"
Ning Rongrong looked back at Qian Renxue, stunned.
Her big, watery eyes blinked, and her face turned red with shyness.
After a brief moment of contemplation.
She seemed to understand what Qian Renxue meant.
Ning Rongrong put her legs together, standing straight, raised her delicate, shy face, and gently parted her pink lips.
"Mommy～"
"You!"
Hu Liena looked at Ning Rongrong in shock.
She seemed to have underestimated this little girl, who was so cunning!
Calling her mom right away...shameless!
She had endured for so long!
"Hmm?"
Bibidong was also stunned, looking at Qian Renxue with a strange and questioning expression.
Is this the soldier you trained?
Qian Renxue was equally dumbfounded, shaking his head blankly.
He really didn't teach her that!
As for why she knew the truth, he had some guesses.
Ling Yuan followed behind, trying not to laugh, but not daring to be too presumptuous.
"Saint Son Brother, did Rongrong say something wrong?"
Ning Rongrong blushed and threw herself into Qian Renxue's arms, looking up and asking.
Qian Renxue was speechless, unable to say she was wrong...
But it didn't feel quite right either.
"Heh."
Bibidong shook her head and chuckled, reaching out to pinch Ning Rongrong's tender face, and said softly:
"No, it's just a little too early to call me that."
After a moment of consideration.
Bibidong suggested: "Rongrong can call me Aunt Dong first."
"Okay, thank you, Aunt Dong."
Ning Rongrong leaned in Qian Renxue's arms and nodded.
She felt a little happy in her heart.
She seemed to have gained the approval of Saint Son Brother's mother.
Bibidong smiled amiably.
Little children are just more pleasing to the eye than those old women.
"Alright, Nana, Ling Yuan, go and bring out the food. I'm going to change my clothes."
Bibidong walked towards the house, holding her scepter.
"Yes, Teacher (Your Majesty)."
Hu Liena looked at Qian Renxue, her eyes filled with curiosity, just as she was about to walk into the kitchen with Ling Yuan.
She heard Ning Rongrong's silvery voice.
"Saint Son Brother, where did you go before? Do you want Rongrong to ask Grandpa Sword to help?"
"Haha...no need, just went to Tiandou City."
Qian Renxue took Ning Rongrong's small hand and walked towards the pavilion in the lotus pond.
"It's already alright."
"Okay, it's good that everything is alright, then Rongrong will go and help too."
Ning Rongrong nodded obediently.
Letting go of his hand, she ran towards Hu Liena, made a face at her, and then darted into the kitchen.
"Hmph! Little brat!"
Hu Liena snorted softly, turned her head to look at Qian Renxue.
"Heh."
Qian Renxue couldn't help but smile.
He met Hu Liena's gaze and smiled gently, signaling her not to worry.
Only then did Hu Liena feel relieved.
Over the years, Saint Son Brother's performance today was definitely special.
Qian Renxue looked at the women silently contemplating.
Liu Erlong probably won't wake up for the time being, but he has to go there earlier.
He just needs to wait for his soul bone skill to refresh.
Now.
He not only has to take the time to accompany Xue Nu, but also has to take the time to accompany Erlong.
Qian Renxue took a sip of fragrant tea, but didn't feel tired at all.
……
"Saint Son Brother, Rongrong wants shrimp～"
Ning Rongrong plucked up her courage, holding her bowl and looking expectantly at her fiancé next to her.
But before Qian Renxue could speak.
Hu Liena, who had taken her place, took it upon herself to pick up the shrimp in her bowl.
"Young Miss, I'll help you～"
"You!"
Ning Rongrong pouted her small mouth, looked at Hu Liena, put down her bowl resentfully, and muttered softly.
"So annoying～"
"Heh."
Hu Liena didn't care, putting the peeled shrimp into Qian Renxue's bowl.
"Saint Son Brother～This is what I just peeled."
"Okay, thank you, Nana."
Qian Renxue twitched the corner of his mouth and said thank you.
Hu Liena glanced at Ning Rongrong triumphantly, Ning Rongrong grinding her teeth.
Annoyed in her heart, what's so great about it.
She reached directly into Qian Renxue's bowl.
With puffed cheeks, she said娇didi: "Saint Son Brother, Rongrong will help you peel too!"
"Alright."
Qian Renxue helplessly supported his forehead.
Bibidong looked at Qian Renxue's headache-like appearance, her face overflowing with a smile.
She picked up a big shrimp, nibbled on it, and sent it to Qian Renxue's mouth.
Qian Renxue immediately cooperated and bit it off.
"Thank you, Mommy."
"Hmm."
Bibidong's face was filled with a smug smile, with some hidden pride.
She glanced contemptuously at Ning Rongrong and Hu Liena.
The two women revealed a little frustration on their faces.
Not daring to disobey.
Ling Yuan watched their words and deeds, holding back her laughter in her heart.
Lowering her eyes, she stretched out her chopsticks.
"Your Highness, try this～Hmm?"
The expected thank you did not arrive, only Bibidong's strange voice.
"Ling Yuan, this is my bowl."
"Ah?! Your Majesty, I, I was just giving it to you, I just called the wrong person."
"Puhahaha!"
"……"
Looking at the four women at the table, Qian Renxue covered his face and lowered his head.
The downward corners of his mouth slowly turned upwards, with a smile.
No wonder it is said that three women can make a drama.
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The simple family celebration banquet ended.
After taking a nap.
Qian Renxue took Ning Rongrong and Hu Liena to stroll around halfway up the Central Divine Mountain.
He didn't stop until Ning Rongrong was tired from walking.
He had Ling Yuan secretly send Ning Rongrong back early.
Of course.
The necessary instructions were indispensable.
With Qian Renxue's warning, Ning Rongrong naturally agreed repeatedly.
She would not expose the relationship between her fiancé and her future mother-in-law.
She still had to stay in this Wuhun City for several days.
She had to perform well.
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The night breeze was gentle.
The night gradually deepened.
Qian Renxue sat alone cross-legged on the bed.
And Bibidong was conducting special cultivation in the secret room of the Papal Palace.
Using the negative emotions generated today.
To help with the Divine Examination.
Swish——
Time crossed over to midnight, in the dark room, a dark and shiny Evil God Hook appeared.
The dark black constantly rotating vortex slowly expanded.
Engulfing Qian Renxue in it.
Tiandou City.
As one of the most prosperous two cities, it was still brightly lit at this time.
Many academies were an exception.
In the dark and quiet night, it was a good time for soul masters to meditate.
Deep in the Blue Tyrant Academy, in the woods, by the stream in the wooden house.
The lights were still on.
Liu Erlong had already woken up.
She was spotless, sitting by the window with her chin propped up, like a girl in love.
But there was not much vitality in those beautiful eyes.
She was motionless.
Letting the cool night breeze blow her smooth hair.
Her noble face was filled with bleakness.
A Yin was walking back and forth in the room, asking questions from time to time.
"Dean Liu～"
"Is this bathing picture of the master a genuine work? The master won't show it to you, right."
"Even if the lower body is a little blurry in the water."
I wish you all a happy life!
