Douluo's lovelorn can become stronger

"Tell me, how do you want to trick me?"

Seeing Qin Jian's expression of despair, Na'er couldn't help but purse her lips and smile.

Qin Jian said with a dark face: "It's nothing, I just want to change a place for you to sit."

"Where to change?"

This time, Naer cooperated.

Qin Jian was not polite, he stretched out his hand, held her waist with one hand, put the other hand over the crook of the leg, picked her up like a princess, and placed her on his lap.

"Now, it's like this."

He retracted his left hand from the crook of his leg and wrapped his hands around her slender waist.

Na'er held his chest with both hands, with a half-smile on her face: "I know you are not well-meaning, but this doesn't look like a father and daughter? Is it normal for a daughter to sit on her father like this?"

"How about a kiss? This is not something a father and daughter would do, right?"

Qin Jian said and leaned towards her face.

"Stop, stop."

Na'er put her hand in front of Qin Jian's mouth and said angrily: "Don't push yourself too far. Sitting on you is the limit."

The intensity of Qin Jian's attack exceeded her expectations and she quickly braked.

"Okay, let's hug."

Qin Jian chuckled, grabbed her little hand that was covering her mouth, and kissed her palm gently.

The warm touch flashed across her palm, and Na'er pulled her hand back almost as if she was electrocuted.

"you!"

No, my cheeks are getting hot again...

"I'm warning you, you will never do anything inappropriate to me again!"

Na'er turned her head and gave Qin Jian a pat on the back of her head. She looked like she was unhappy, but in fact she was just hiding the blush on her face.

"Okay, what you say is what you say."

Of course Qin Jian knows what's appropriate.

This is not a real little girl, but an ancestor who has had no emotional experience for hundreds of thousands of years. He is very careful, fearing that she will be teased away...

Without saying another word, Qin Jian just tentatively closed his hands tightly, slowly letting her little body lean against him, and her little head gradually rested on his chest.

The silver hair is soft and spread on the shoulders of the fragrance. When the breeze blows, a few strands will float up and pass by the tip of Qin Jian's nose, bringing a faint fragrance.

The fragrance this time was not something he imagined, but came naturally from Na'er's body. She probably made her body with the help of the silver dragon gun, and there were also strange rules that transformed her into a real human form...

No matter how Na'er did it, Qin Jian didn't bother to delve into it. Anyway, she said that the Silver Dragon Spear was half of her.

Now he only focused on the gentle feeling of support on his body, and the leisurely feeling of holding her quietly and watching the scenery go by.

Such a beautiful time should be cherished and appreciated...

So, a few more days passed.

"Qin Jian, your heartbeat is accelerating." Na'er, who was still leaning on Qin Jian's chest, suddenly raised her head and said.

"call…"

Qin Jian took a deep breath, tried his best to calm down his mood, looked at the increasingly familiar scenery outside the window, and said softly: "Na'er, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect...has arrived."

The emotions contained in the sound of "arrived" were too complex, and Na'er couldn't tell whether it was nostalgia and melancholy or expectation and longing.

"That Ning Rongrong...is very special to you, isn't it?" Na'er suddenly said softly.

Qin Jian paused, intending to say something she wanted to hear, but in the end he nodded slowly: "Yes, she... is my first love, my... most unforgettable first relationship, and also my... fiancée..."

Na'er's heart twitched slightly.

Obviously... I obviously said... I am the most special one...

snort!Big pig's hoof!

"Sorry, Na'er..."

Of course Qin Jian knew that these words should not be said, but at this moment, when he returned to the Qibao Glazed Sect's home again, those young memories and infatuation swept through his mind like a storm, and he could no longer calm.

"I can't lie to myself, and I don't want to lie to you. Although she is different from you, she is still a concern that I can't let go of..."

He whispered, as if to Na'er, but also to his own heart: "After I made up my mind to start the spiritual test, she was the first one and the one who was hurt the most by me..."

"At that time, I didn't know that I could look for loopholes in the rules. I just thought that falling in love meant falling in love. There was no room for change, so separation meant separation..."

Qin Jian looked out the window again, and familiar buildings began to come into view, but he seemed not to see them. Only the light and shadow of memories flashed in his eyes.

"Even if I left a letter hoping that she would wait for me, I still don't know if there will be a future. Breaking up is the biggest damage to each other's relationship, especially when we are young and unable to bear it..."

He took a deep breath and said slowly: "I am very grateful to her. I am grateful that she was still standing there when I looked back, standing behind me, waiting for me..."

"You are a scumbag, but you can still be so affectionate. You are truly unique in the world."

Na'er suddenly turned into a stream of silver and floated away, and then merged into Qin Jian's body bit by bit.

"Go see your little lover, I won't follow you..."

Her voice was floating, and she couldn't tell the difference between happiness and anger.

Qin Jian sighed softly.

Looking beyond the surface to see the essence, although Na'er's words were generous, she was unwilling to follow them and shrank back again, clearly unhappy.

I don’t know if anything will happen then...

Shouldn't it?

After all, she is the wisest, most indifferent, most supreme and superior Na Dian...

Although the image is now in tatters.

"Chief Judge, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect has arrived."

The knights stopped, and the leader of the knights came over to report. He also peeked at his chief referee to see if he was still doing something strange while holding the pretty little girl...

"Crack."

As a result, the door was opened and only his referee came out.

"What are you looking at?" Qin Jian asked inexplicably.

"Ah, no, it's nothing..."

Not being able to see the scene he was expecting, the leader of the Knights was a little disappointed.

"Stay where you are and don't disturb the Qibao Glazed Sect."

Qin Jian gave an order and disappeared from the place without waiting for his reply.

Knights:"……"

"My lord, please stop."

The two rows of guards from the Qibao Glazed Sect had already seen the momentum of the knights. Although the soul master at the front blocked Qin Jian's way, he said politely: "Please state your identity when you visit our sect and wait for us to inform you."

Qin Jian took a look at the two rows of guards, but couldn't find anyone he knew...

After all, there are tens of thousands of people, and the guards are constantly changing. Five years have passed, how can they still know each other?

"Ahem, I don't need to notify you when I go home on my own, right?" Qin Jian put his hand to his mouth and coughed dryly.

"go home?"

The guards looked at Qin Jian carefully... they didn't recognize him.

This posture is not from Wuhun Palace, nor does it look like that from our Qibao Glazed Sect...

Wait, there seems to be someone who belongs to both Wuhun Palace and Qibao Glazed Sect...

The gazes of the guards suddenly turned high and they looked up: "Are you... the referee of Wuhun Palace, the commander of the guard... Qin Jian?"