Come To Douluo, Don’t You Have a Relationship

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He was a little puzzled.

There was a faint hope of hope in the eyes of the stunningly beautiful girl in front of her.

It's like a little pet hoping to receive praise from the owner, as pitiful, and this meaning is implicit in his eyes.

But I also praised her just now, how could she still have such a look.

[Could it be that the way I praise her is wrong? 】

Tang Muchen suddenly felt a little puzzled.

[Or, praise the wrong place. 】

Tang Muchen's small head turned rapidly.

Turn around quickly, Tang Muchen, give full play to your love mind.

Although it was only for a moment.

Tang Muchen's mind turned countless times, analyzing the experience he has learned from countless life mentors in the past and his own years of experience.

Her eyes were shining, her eyes were red, and tears flowed slightly to make people feel distressed.

But the smile on Qiao's face can't be concealed.

Since the words just now made her feel happy in her heart, what else is missing?

There was a flash of electricity in his mind, and Tang Muchen felt that he should overthrow and start over.

I praise her because of her role in this battle.

He already had a certain idea in his heart, but he was not sure, so Tang Muchen decided to test the mind of the girl in front of him.

Taking a step forward, the expanded golden dragon wings surrounded her.

Tang Muchen pointed to a part of the golden dragon wing and said with a smile: "Look, the power you blessed just now hurt me."

Following Tang Muchen's direction, Ning Rongrong blinked his eyes and looked over, and indeed saw the damage, the gorgeous golden dragon wings were slightly blurred, the sharp dragon scales were also somewhat damaged, and the bright red color could be vaguely seen.

Of course, this was the damage that Tang Muchen had hidden just now, in order to strike a bit deeper for those protagonists.

After all, even he would be injured.

Ning Rongrong just looked at the **** wound slightly, feeling painful in his heart, tears flowed down unconsciously, and his little face filled with tears leaned forward, and began to blow breath at his wound.

"Does it hurt?"

There was a soft but distressing expression on her face, and her little hand couldn't help touching his golden wings.

"I am sorry."

She apologized, and her big teary eyes were red, making Tang Muchen a little embarrassed.

"It's just a small injury, don't worry about it."

He scratched his head and looked at the girl he likes with this expression. It seems that he has also become the young man who can only coax his sister in confusion.

What men fear most is girls crying.

"I just want to prove myself."

Ning Rongrong shook his head violently.

"But I don't want to hurt you more than proving myself."

She looked at Tang Muchen's **** wounds with tears in her eyes.

At this time, a very strange scene appeared.

A beautiful girl looked at a fist-big wound with tears and her eyes were red.

Think about temples.

Tang Muchen looked at the performance and words of the girl in front of him, her eyes closed slightly.

The next moment, he retracted his wings that were several meters long, stretched out his big hand, and hugged her slender waist tightly.

As usual, one hand supported her slender waist, and one hand fixed her against her.

"Rongrong, listen to me."

Tang Muchen leaned close to her ear and said, "I saw it, you have proven yourself."

Looking at the pink ears, he pressed his tongue decisively.

"Hey."

There seemed to be an electric shock passing by, and with a coquettish cry, Ning Rongrong's body fell softly in his arms.

"No matter who you are around, you can make good use of your power."

The faint whisper rippled in her heart.

Feeling the warmth of the man in front of him, Ning Rongrong felt a little hot on his face.

"How red is it."

She doesn't know, but she enjoys this look very much.

In this way, being held in his arms, without thinking about anything, feeling his tenderness, getting used to his fiery heat, loving the whispers in his ear, falling in love with the feeling of being dominated by him.

"In my eyes."

He paused, opened his big mouth, and gently covered her red ears.

"Um, itchy."

Her face seemed to be flushed with steam, and her whole person looked shaky.

"What's wrong, it's an old husband and wife."

Tang Muchen said with a smile.

"Who, who and your old husband and wife?"

Ning Rongrong's eyes were silky, a touch of coquettishness filled the two of them.

"Rongrong, in my eyes, your importance is irreplaceable."

His firm words circled her ears.

"It's not wrong, do you know?"

She quietly waited for his next word.

Tang Muchen smiled slightly, and raised his lips: "You know what? It was so happy that you were behind me before."

Only for a moment, Ning Rongrong felt that something in his heart had been destroyed.

Overwhelming thoughts dominated her movements.

When she woke up, she was already leaning on his solid arm and breathing slightly.

It hurts and swells.

This is Ning Rongrong's true thoughts.

She felt the swelling of the corners of her mouth, and the scene in her mind gradually recovered.

He took the initiative to kiss his lips.

Sucking eagerly.

Not to be outdone, he imposed sanctions on himself.

The end result was that he was blushing and fell weakly on his chest, listening to the rapid heartbeat.

"So, are you so nervous too?"

Ning Rongrong sneered, his fingers drew circles on Tang Muchen's chest.

The strong breath on his head strengthened, but Ning Rongrong's body was shaken.

Because, you know.

Tang Muchen grabbed her paws that teased her like a cat, held them tightly, and said word by word: "I like you very much, baby Rongrong."

He hugged her tightly, and there was no gap.

In her ear, he told a lot of stories.

Including myself being beside him makes him feel excited, not being able to myself.

Fighting other people with him will greatly increase his enthusiasm. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

"Chichi."

Did you have this idea?

Rongrong was a little happy, and raised his head slightly, looking at the handsome young man in front of him.

"Whatever it is, at least, there is always my shadow by your side."

"So, that's enough."

"I don't want to be by your side for only six short years. I will depend on you for the rest of my life."

She closed Tianshui's big blue eyes, raised her small head slightly, her delicate face exuding beautiful brilliance under the sunlight.

At the same time, it seems to have received some traction.

Tang Muchen's lips lightly covered it.

There is no fiery kiss, just feel the warmth of the other person by his side.

That's enough.