Douluo: My Sharingan is not serious

Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, in Ye Qiu's former residence.

Two figures, one blue and one blue, were chasing and fighting in the yard.

"Xiaolan! Why are you secretly drinking again! I'm going to tell Ye Qiu to teach you a lesson!"

Ning Rongrong was panting, with her hips on her hips, staring at Xiaolan who was standing on the stone table in the gazebo.

I clearly promised Ye Qiu that Xiaolan would not let Xiaolan touch wine again, but I didn't expect this foodie to follow the smell to the wine cellar.

"Sister Rongrong! If you dare to tell brother, Xiaolan will tell you about your bedwetting!"

Xiaolan's face was flushed red, she was still holding a jug of bright red fruit wine, facing Ning Rongrong's threat, she was not to be outdone.

"Ah~! You, you dare! I am not. Anyway, anyway! You are not allowed to tell Ye Qiu!"

Hearing Xiaolan's words, a red cloud floated on Ning Rongrong's fair skin, and she was a little incoherent when she spoke.

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have let Xiaolan sleep with me!

If Ye Qiu found out that she had dreamed that she was doing embarrassing things with him, then how would she face Ye Qiu's face now that she remembered the scene in her dream and blushed!

"Ah! Brother!"

Xiaolan, who was still complacent, suddenly screamed in panic, and the wine bottle in her hand drew an arc and fell into the flowers.

"Huh?" Ning Rongrong hadn't recovered yet.

Her longing voice came from behind her.

"Rongrong~ What are you doing there?"

"Ye Qiu!" Ning Rongrong suddenly turned around, the figure that often appeared in the dream overlapped with the figure in front of him.

Still in the familiar attire, dressed in strong clothes, with blue half-length broken hair, and a faint smile on Bai Jing's handsome face.

"Ah ~ Ye Qiu! You finally came to see me again!"

With a cry of surprise, Ning Rongrong rushed over and threw herself into Ye Qiu's arms, sniffing the faint fragrance of Ye Qiu's body.

What is in the dream is not as good as the reality

"Ye Qiu~I miss you so much~"

"Well, I miss you too."

Ye Qiu returned the hug and gently wrapped her arms around her waist.

"Brother~" Xiaolan also ran to Ye Qiu's side, put down her hands that had just been opened, looked at him with a guilty conscience, and closed her mouth tightly.

I dare not speak again.

Ning Rongrong in Ye Qiu's arms sniffed and suddenly smelled something that didn't belong to him.

He raised his head, frowned and stared at Ye Qiu.

"You really miss me?"

"Of course!" Ye Qiu nodded without hesitation.

"Then why do you smell like that woman again?" You shrugged your nose. "No, there is still a relatively weak smell!"

"Ugh, I met Miss Lingling when I went to see Miss Dugu off." With his arms around her small waist, Ye Qiu looked down at her and confessed truthfully.

"Hmph, I don't care! It was clearly agreed before, when you come to see me, don't smell like other girls on your body."

"You keep saying you miss me, so why don't you take what I say to heart."

Ning Rongrong hugged his neck, looked at Ye Qiu resentfully, her cheeks puffed up slightly.

"Didn't I want to meet you sometime? Hehe!" Ye Qiu's thoughts changed sharply, and he finally found a passable answer.

It's just that he doesn't have the habit of taking a bath early in the morning.

"you"

Seeing that Ning Rongrong had something to say, Ye Qiu was also a little afraid of the sour smell, so he had to speak first.

"By the way, what were you and Xiaolan doing before?"

"Ah?!" Speaking of this, Ning Rongrong flushed immediately, and remembered Xiaolan's previous threat.

"And you, why are you standing so far away from me this time?" Ye Qiu looked at Xiao Lan, looking strangely at this guy who was so different from the clingy guy before.

Suddenly frowned. "Did you do something bad?"

"Ah! Xiaolan didn't, I didn't do anything bad, Sister Rongrong can testify to Xiaolan!"

Xiaolan waved her hands indiscriminately, looking at Ning Rongrong with pleading eyes, begging for mercy with a little pity.

"Sister Rongrong~"

"Rongrong! Is what she said true?" Ye Qiu let go of Ning Rongrong in his arms, and cast a searching look at her.

Ning Rongrong and Xiaolan looked at each other.

There was threat and a little fear in Xiaolan's eyes.

But Ning Rongrong's eyes were determined, she didn't want Ye Qiu to blame herself after the incident happened.

Both of them understood the meaning in each other's eyes, so the two women spoke almost at the same time.

"Brother! Sister Rongrong is sleeping."

"Ah! Xiaolan, I won't buy anything for you in the future!"

Ning Rongrong's face was flushed, her anxious voice was faster than Xiaolan's, and the idea of ​​letting Xiaolan die together was aborted.

Being turned against the general by Ning Rongrong, Xiao Lan's expression collapsed, and she looked at her bitterly.

‘Sister Rongrong is so cunning! '

"Hmph~" Ning Rongrong glanced at Xiaolan proudly, and then started a small report with Ye Qiu.

"Ah! Big brother~ Xiaolan won't dare again!"

"Ah~"

In the end, amidst Xiaolan's screams, the farce was over.

...

Ye Qiu and Xiaolan sat under the gazebo.

Xiaolan was still clutching her red forehead, with tears streaming from the corners of her eyes, she sat aside in a fit of anger.

"Okay, stop pretending, brother doesn't need much effort!" Ye Qiu looked at her amusedly.

"Let me rub the head office for you!"

Ye Qiu stretched out his hand, a green light appeared in his hand, and the red color on Xiaolan's forehead disappeared in a moment.

Seeing that she was still unhappy, Ye Qiu spoke again.

"How about this, why don't you tell your brother what you didn't finish just now? What happened when Sister Rongrong was sleeping?"

"Huh?" Hearing Ye Qiu's words, Xiaolan's eyes lit up, and she glanced to both sides, but she nodded happily when she didn't see Ning Rongrong.

Leaning close to Ye Qiu's ear, he whispered.

"Brother~ Xiaolan told you! Sister Rongrong was sleeping." Halfway through the words, there was a sudden pause, and the voice became a little guilty.

When he spoke, he forced a smile on his face, and then moved his head away again. "Ahaha~ Elder sister Rongrong calls out my brother's name when she sleeps!"

"Ye Qiu, what are you talking about?"

It turned out that Ning Rongrong had already come to the side, holding a small dish in his hand, looking at Xiaolan with a half-smile.

"It's nothing, I was comforting her just now!" Ye Qiu patted Xiaolan on the head.

"Hmph! It's best to be like this." Ning Rongrong gritted her teeth, looking at Xiaolan with a threatening look in her eyes.

Then he looked at Ye Qiu with a smile like a flower.

"Hey! Try my new pastry, Xiaolan, and you can eat it too!"

"Thank you, Sister Rongrong." Feeling Ning Rongrong's care for him, he felt somewhat guilty in his heart.

"Ah~" Swallowing a piece of pastry in one gulp, his eyes narrowed into crescents.

All the unhappiness in my heart disappeared.

"Delicious!"

"Of course!" Ning Rongrong smiled triumphantly, this was something she had learned for a long time.

Looking at Ye Qiu, he showed an expectant expression.

"Ye Qiu, how do you feel?"

"It's really delicious!"

He didn't expect that the young lady who made candied haws into sausages before could also make such delicious pastries.

"Great, as long as you like to eat, hee hee!"

Ning Rongrong happily squeezed into Ye Qiu's arms, sat on her lap, and pressed her face against Ye Qiu's.

"Ah~" Xiaolan wailed from the side, "Sister Rongrong~ You hugged brother just now, it's time for Xiaolan to hug her!"

"By the way, how is the cultivation of the self-created soul technique I taught you?"